<?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-4917545511488455723</id><updated>2012-01-28T16:14:01.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY SHIT MCGREGOR!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-6348938275911431499</id><published>2010-11-18T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T21:59:04.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh. This is me ranting.</title><content type='html'>omg she is SO FUCKIN SELF RIGHTEOUS I want to tear my hair out. And I love my hair, so that's saying something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK scenario time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say that you are the only son in the family. And your mother passed away last night. Shit, as sad as it is, money still matters. You need maybe 15k++ to have a proper buddist ceremonial. Being an only son in an Asian family who are devout Buddhist, by hook or by crook, you must come up with that money. So you resort to borrowing 3k from your employer.  Is it right for people to judge you just because you borrow money from your employers to pay for your mother's burial fees?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I DON'T FUCKING THINK SO. I dare you to do better. If it were you will you keep your mouth shut? Maybe bury your mother in a box? Don't judge someone for trying their best to make right of a bad situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When my mom tearfully tell me and my sisters that my grandma died at, like, 6-7am. The first thing I did was, like,  OMG are you serious? OUR Popo? Then immediately jump out of bed and started changing out of my PJ's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My mom asked THAT ONE to wake up and drop her at my grandma's house. And THAT ONE was like, "HA? I DON'T WANNA GO. I'M STILL HAVING NIGHTMARES ABOUT AH TAI'S FUNERAL (Great-grandmother)." Loudly, I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing, my great grandmother dies 6 YEARS ago. That is 2004. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? seriously, what kind of fucked up excuse is that? And for you to tell my grieving mother that? While lying in bed still covered in pillows and blankets? WHAT THE FUCK. It's no secret that you like to sleep in and feel suicidal everytime you have to get up early. Heck, even i've heard that so bloody often and i don't even talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to meet someone so self righteous. And so damn crass. Notice how people don't answer you when you say something you assume is witty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a clue. Whatever you said is crude and in bad taste. So shut up. If you don't have anything nice to sad just fucking shut up. leave your self righteousness to yourself. Or share it with your boyfriend. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bad enough that she hardly goes to visit Popo every weekend, back when she wasn't working weekends. My mom goes every single week so the no transport excuse is out. And to say that she hates my aunt is also out because she's never home on weekends. She knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go with my mother. I think conversation between my mom, my yiyi (mom's sister), my Popo and ,sometimes, some of my yi poh (grand aunts) is damn entertaining. They call my grandma "Paris Hilton", for godsakes. Because she had a minor stroke and always says silly things unconciously. Hah, bet you didn't know that. The last weekend holiday I had was on Gawai. And yes, I did went with my mom to visit my grandparents. My off days are on Thursdays. And I can't drive. So its perfectly acceptable for me to use the no transport excuse. I'm not saying that I'd go by myself if I could drive. But I'd go if my mom goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I'm  a good granddaughter, nor am i saying that I'm the only one that is right, bragging to the whole world that I'm damn filial and everyone else belongs in hell. But theres a limit to everything. Dammit, I won't post this on my damn blog if all of the above is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not me grieving. I don't grieve online. I think its pointless. Because my feelings for my grandmother are my own. And its not like she goes online, wherever she is, checking who said what about her. I pray for my grandmother. What I want to say to her, I say it in my mind through prayers, not bandwidth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the same, R.I.P Popo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-6348938275911431499?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/6348938275911431499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=6348938275911431499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/6348938275911431499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/6348938275911431499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2010/11/sigh-this-is-me-ranting.html' title='sigh. This is me ranting.'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-1225302159661598267</id><published>2010-06-26T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T01:54:24.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh. i guess this has to happen sometime.</title><content type='html'>LALALALALAomg a blogpost someone STOP THE PRESS!!!!! ok fine. go and keep watching yr stupid football. Italy is gonna win u know. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAIT WHAT HE'S OUT? (notice i referred to italy as a person. HAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm. what ever soccer is for wusses anyways. SEE WHAT I DID THERE? HAHAHA FOOTBALL FOODBALL FOODBOWL SAME OLD SAME OLD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IS PEK CHEK NOW. SHADDAP IM STRESSED OK. the next time som one wants to jump off a buildng due to stress. dont. just flunk it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate bringing my psp to work (or anywhere) im using i only for the ebook. not so that some stupid dumbshit wants to borrow it. cibai. u so clever stop wasting yr money on smokes and alchohol and buy one, dammit. i only put the othe games in there so i can play it when im bored.u know what. i'm just gonna delete all the games and leave the ebook in there. the boring boring ebooks. hmph! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what is the one question tha makes you look stupid. VERY VERY STUPID?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"why do you read books with so much words? and no pictures?? so boring."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, i think that just explains itself. what the hell is wrong with you? sigh. no wonder i cant stand it here. the intelligence level is so low its practically non existent. if i weren't bound to this fuckn place by my college, i'd be off to a land far far away(frm here).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is meant to be a random post and now its just a ranting post. sigh. ta~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AAAAAAAND SHES GONE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-1225302159661598267?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/1225302159661598267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=1225302159661598267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/1225302159661598267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/1225302159661598267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2010/06/sigh-i-guess-this-has-to-happen.html' title='sigh. i guess this has to happen sometime.'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-3968191412301156331</id><published>2009-06-10T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:39:30.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate you. yes, you.</title><content type='html'>i hate everyone right now...im sorry i just  really really miss camp.. nt gonna blog for a while.. imma let the emo-ness (gosh, i hate emo) and the nostalgia fade away before i attempt to look at my national service pictures..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-3968191412301156331?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/3968191412301156331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=3968191412301156331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/3968191412301156331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/3968191412301156331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-you-yes-you.html' title='i hate you. yes, you.'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-6421468408539326234</id><published>2009-05-11T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T06:05:03.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!! (with a hell lot of pictures)</title><content type='html'>ok, i am avoiding this post for the longest time now. and im leaving again tomorrow afternoon so this is as last a minute as it can get.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait, what? why delay the post? COS SO MANY PICS HOW TO POST HA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH WAIT, IM GOING OUT AGAIN~~(thank god) shall do this post again next time~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tas~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-6421468408539326234?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/6421468408539326234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=6421468408539326234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/6421468408539326234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/6421468408539326234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back-with-hell-lot-of-pictures.html' title='I&apos;m Back!! (with a hell lot of pictures)'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-759918171299805858</id><published>2009-04-11T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:12:06.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>imma leaf nao</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; now waiting for my ride so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; bored and lucky for you (yes you!) that i decided to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nahh&lt;/span&gt; i just wanna show off.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOOKIE&lt;/span&gt; WHAT I HAS!!! (have? got?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SeGFO8o92CI/AAAAAAAAARY/rkQ4QHeBmQo/s1600-h/DSCN0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SeGFO8o92CI/AAAAAAAAARY/rkQ4QHeBmQo/s400/DSCN0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323682726371252258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gots&lt;/span&gt; it!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yayness&lt;/span&gt;. still not used to the keypad but its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt; awesome and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting there. the layout is very complicated but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting used to it. damn happy now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; leaving for my beloved camp so i shall bid my farewell~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tatas&lt;/span&gt; love(s). over and out&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-759918171299805858?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/759918171299805858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=759918171299805858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/759918171299805858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/759918171299805858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/04/imma-leaf-nao.html' title='imma leaf nao'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SeGFO8o92CI/AAAAAAAAARY/rkQ4QHeBmQo/s72-c/DSCN0134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-7548145136917851968</id><published>2009-04-09T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:18:38.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi All I'm Back!! (for now)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;heylow i ish back yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omfg civilization!!!!(just realized that i cant spell that word.wtf fail.) i didn't know that you were sooooo...... boring. i mean, seriously,we have approximately 18hours of activity there. that includes the breaks and 6 hours for sleeping. actual sleep. on the bed. at night. lights out at 11 and must must be at the marching field by 5.45 am. at camp, sleep is very precious. we sleep at every chance we get. and it always seem like the days are so LOOOOOOONG. lucky for friends though. time flies when i'm with them. HEARTS SMILEY =DDDDD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean seriously. city air gives me a headache. ask Jos, she thinks so too. i don't even know why i came back. totally waste my limited time at camp with my friends. i swear, I WAS MADE FOR NATIONAL SERVICE. i am freakin having the time of my life there OK. i love &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost &lt;/span&gt;everything about it. the marching, the physical training, the sports blah blah.. sigh sigh missing camp here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only thing wrong with it is that i have to sit in class and get bored of my mind, the mosquitoes, the lack of sleep and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barisan disiplin&lt;/span&gt;. where we have to stand under the 8 o'clock sun listening to the MERCILESS discipline instructor, ENCIK ISA, talk crap. holy shit. imagine &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baris pusing ke belakang ke belakang pusing, ke belakang pusing, ke belakang pusing, ke belakang pusing&lt;/span&gt; over and over again. till you're dizzy and then he'll suddenly stop and some people are still &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ke belakang pusing&lt;/span&gt;-ing and then he says that you're still sleeping. wtf eh uncle, how to sleep. we'll have to stand under the sun for AT LEAST HALF HOUR. for a few times we had to stand there for 45 minutes. but its nothing compared to practicing marching from 2pm to 5pm almost everyday. but thats fun cause YOU ACTUALLY DO SOMETHING. instead of just standing there trying to not swat bugs or scratch that fuckin itch on your neck. but its really fun. where else can you find 400++ 17 year old teenagers sleeping eating playing practicing doing everything together. and having strangers become your best friends  within 2weeks time. imma bring my camera and pics will be up on the next post. yayness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont even get me started on the lack of sleep problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, its impossible to lose weight there. FREAKIN 6 MEALS. no kidding there. *ahem* breakfast at 7am, morning tea at 10am, lunch at 12noon, tea break at 4pm, dinner at 6pm and supper at 10pm. you tell me how to resist temptation like that? all those meals does not include the snack that we freakin stuff ourselves with while hanging out in the dorm. no diet, unless you're a Rank Holder. cause you'll be so damn stressed and busy you wont have time to wash your underwear, much less eat. but i love my platoon leader (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ketua platon&lt;/span&gt;) she's awesome. and my company leader. HE'S SO CUTE JUST WANNA PUNCH HIS FACE CAN. when i say cute i mean cute cute. not the omfg-i-wanna-see-his-abs-he's-so-cute kinda cute. imagine having a cutie like that be in-charge of your whole company(Charlie*clap* *clap* Charlie *clap* *clap*). gahhhh! adorable!! nvm! next time I'll have his picture.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and since i love love both my leaders i listen to them and not rebel. unlike some bitches there that cant differentiate between when to play and when to be serious. seriously. when Y (I'll call her that for now.) puts on her hey-bitch-listen-to-me-no-nonsense-leader voice then listen la. and fuckin pull your leg up when you're &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hentak&lt;/span&gt;-ing(stomping)your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaki &lt;/span&gt;(legs). go to hell la. i swear, if i can evict some of the girls I'd totally that group of bitches. good lord i hate them. THEY NEVER HEARD OF FABRIC SOFTENER. what the hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me walking pass holding pails and detergent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"eh whats that? is it for making clothes soft??" *stares in awe*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shit you not. they really asked that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit i cant stop writing bout ns la. sigh sigh 50+ days to go. all god things must come to an end. sigh sigh so sad can &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they weren't kidding when they said that you'll know your real friends when you're in camp. i certainly know mine. imagine missing your Kuching friends like crazy when you're in camp then when you come back to Kuching they don't even bother to contact or come see you. either they are available when you're busy or busy when you're available. (&lt;a href="http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-friends.html"&gt;cheers pals!!)&lt;/a&gt; and if you think that I'm talking about you then i am, you know who you are. i hate being negative but if its forced down my throat then I'll just have to accept it. hugs and kisses, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooohh yeah!!! im getting a new phone! sold off my old one and there's this girl in camp named sharon who has this awesome phone and i want it!! i hope i can get it whithin this week. cause i dont have a phone and the phone that Chris borrowed me cant text. its the LG KS360 QWERTY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sd4sMynpnxI/AAAAAAAAARA/mwFaI6_viLg/s1600-h/lg-ks360-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sd4sMynpnxI/AAAAAAAAARA/mwFaI6_viLg/s400/lg-ks360-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322740407856635666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sd4sNJKl0EI/AAAAAAAAARI/bKF4CE559eI/s1600-h/6a00d83451cbb069e200e553c203a48834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sd4sNJKl0EI/AAAAAAAAARI/bKF4CE559eI/s400/6a00d83451cbb069e200e553c203a48834-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322740413908766786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 369px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i originally wanted the ice cream phone but then its not the ice cream2. but now i'm very torn between the blue one and the pink/purple one. dammit. decisions decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sd4sM15qSqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4yIrz6D4omA/s1600-h/1088c_lg_ks_360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sd4sM15qSqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4yIrz6D4omA/s400/1088c_lg_ks_360.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322740408737483426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pink?? purple?? ITS MAUVE!! (shit i had to google it up.) so whats it gonna be? mauve?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sd4s5G5ZY4I/AAAAAAAAARQ/JjPLuto6aGA/s1600-h/LG_KS360_QWERTY_touchscreen_slider_phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sd4s5G5ZY4I/AAAAAAAAARQ/JjPLuto6aGA/s400/LG_KS360_QWERTY_touchscreen_slider_phone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322741169214022530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or blue? sigh dilemma now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma go indulge in pork now. well, not now but soon. since it IS good Friday and all. and also go and ponder which colour. mauve or blue?? I'll try to blog more tuhmoeroe~~ byeness, non existent reader. heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-7548145136917851968?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/7548145136917851968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=7548145136917851968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7548145136917851968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7548145136917851968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-all-im-back-for-while.html' title='Hi All I&apos;m Back!! 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GONE!!</title><content type='html'>hey!!! its really early now and in im getting ready to go breakfast with my mom and then leave... imma order something pork!! i have time for a final update!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;note to chris, download loads and loads of nice songs for me leh!! then put it in a pendrive and i'll be very happy! and you know the type i like. none of  those MCR shit too. will be missing you! i'll be back JUST IN TIME for my birthday thop. yay!! i wants major surprise &lt;s&gt;*cough*pay for my college please*cough&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye guys!! seriously though, try to not do anything interesting while im gone. i'll get pissed. and you wont like alicia pissed right? heh whatever hope im in time. wish me luck bitches!! bye~~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-6092829794909550548?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/6092829794909550548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=6092829794909550548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/6092829794909550548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/6092829794909550548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/03/going-going-gone.html' title='going... going... 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width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEjRhHEKzI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PR3aX5rJJaU/s320/DSC00169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314567819126647602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEjSp5UWGI/AAAAAAAAAzg/fgq1FcO0TeM/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEjSp5UWGI/AAAAAAAAAzg/fgq1FcO0TeM/s320/DSC00173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314567838664775778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEmynF9o0I/AAAAAAAAAzw/83K5ToV-sXU/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEmynF9o0I/AAAAAAAAAzw/83K5ToV-sXU/s320/DSC00176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314571686203204418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy shit i got soooo much to eat i was practically high. lucky Japanese food are so healthy. but unfortunately i love love love the prawn (shrimp) tempura. which was very oily but totally heaven. i love sushi cos it has my absolute fave fave fave food in the whole wide world. which is prawns (shrimps). as you can see i cant tell between shrimp and prawns, so just choose the suitable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEarEMsd6I/AAAAAAAAAx4/wZKAspt2PSk/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEarEMsd6I/AAAAAAAAAx4/wZKAspt2PSk/s320/DSC00136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314558362437580706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEar7pvP-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/ek7kjvxT39o/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEar7pvP-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/ek7kjvxT39o/s320/DSC00142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314558377323347938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEarek6lZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/rPLzDXu_Jvo/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEarek6lZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/rPLzDXu_Jvo/s320/DSC00138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314558369518491026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEasVUd8-I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ZqXTeCItN8Q/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEasVUd8-I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/ZqXTeCItN8Q/s320/DSC00143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314558384213455842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEerxxNFwI/AAAAAAAAAy4/CvKmBKChIOU/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEerxxNFwI/AAAAAAAAAy4/CvKmBKChIOU/s320/DSC00150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314562772716820226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i was like, in prawn (shrimp) heaven. prawn (shrimp) sushi , prawn (shrimp) salad, prawn (shrimp) tempura, chilled prawn (shrimp). i swear i felt like Forrest Gump  on crack cocaine. *drools* i wished i had my phone though. i wanted to take pics but this (replacement) phone sucks smelly ass so i had to get other phones. they were extremely willing with their phones so it wasnt a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway we were eating as much sashimi as possible and--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saasheemeeee&lt;/span&gt;*stares into space and drools*-- wait wha..?? oh right, eating-- and we just got more and more of the food until we weren't sure whether we could finish it or not so we camwhored with it instead. wth we are so fail. but lucky we finished everything and even had space for seconds. wow sometimes i amaze myself. we were even the last to leave. words cannot describe the pride i have in our group and their stomachs *starry eyed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEas_1jLjI/AAAAAAAAAyY/wqfBw9vHrcU/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEas_1jLjI/AAAAAAAAAyY/wqfBw9vHrcU/s320/DSC00147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314558395626499634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEerM4bPCI/AAAAAAAAAyo/WpxrcssRGEE/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEerM4bPCI/AAAAAAAAAyo/WpxrcssRGEE/s320/DSC00167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314562762814995490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sigh this is my last post before i leave. i know its just 3 months but its still a long time OK. i mean if you had unprotected sex today or tomorrow (my leaving day) and by the time i come back you'd have a noticeable bump already OK. Chris, don't get any smart ideas arr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll totally miss all my convenience and comfort at home. I'll miss my friends and family and THE FUCKIN CAR. sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yess Chris I'll miss you. you have to call me at least once a week for at least 10 minutes. and you have to include me (in name) in every of your blog posts until i get back just in case you forget me. yes Hana I'll miss you too. please keep my cbox alive while I'm gone! OK i think that's the whole of my readership. dammit so fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye my dear air-conditioner, goodbye my beloved washing machine, I'll miss you my darling freezer with edible ice. I'll miss you too my lovely hair dryer. my hair will never be the same for these 3 months. and I'll mostly miss my dearest most loyal companion. also known as the Internet. i will always think of you. sigh. I'll miss good music and good food and fresh pastry and..... OH YEAH SAMSON!!! dammit I'll miss Samson!! gaaaahh!! bye boy!!!!! sigh seriously i cant say sigh enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling somewhat emo now. but when i think about the fact that i hate anything that resembles emo-ism and I'd feel so much better. i mean i hate emo so much that if i see my friends' phone themes is anything related to emo-ism I'd change and delete that damn theme. way out of topic but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its only natural that i'll wanna go home during the first week so I'll just have to grin and bear with it. thank god jos is going along or else I'd kill myself. lol no way I'm too chicken to actually commit suicide but its the thought that counts. wtf im so twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sien i keep having the feeling that i'm forgetting something but i cant remember what. and i cant even find my NS documents. SHIT!!! and my glasses but thats not important. I HAD THE DAMN DOC WITH ME THIS AFTERNOON WTFUCK IS IT NOW???!! damn my fuckin bad memory. if i werent so young I'd think i was senile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, on a completely different note, i just wanna remind you guys that please don't use emo themes on your phones. i swear if i see it I'll delete it so bad it'll restore your phone's factory settings. and that's a promise. actually just avoid emo-ism and all related fashion/mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have time I'll squeeze in a post before i leave tomorrow. but if not then bye-ness now!! hopefully I'll be able to get back for Easter!! yay this time only 53 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**edited by Chris: Cia will be missing her psp too.&lt;br /&gt;Which is safely with me. :) No worries, Cia. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEjTIQeaTI/AAAAAAAAAzo/_ZxL3UzVQfU/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEjTIQeaTI/AAAAAAAAAzo/_ZxL3UzVQfU/s320/DSC00175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314567846814968114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-9196139743333280236?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/9196139743333280236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=9196139743333280236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/9196139743333280236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/9196139743333280236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-sushi-ed.html' title='i am sushi-ed'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_leimDNSeTVk/ScEjRhHEKzI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PR3aX5rJJaU/s72-c/DSC00169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-8547248485869654831</id><published>2009-03-17T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:04:50.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if the blogging bug is back, its too damn late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;(good lord, I'm bored and i tend to eat when I'm bored, which is not a good thing. and typing keeps my hands busy in stead of reaching for food &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;. Must. Keep. Typing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, recently &lt;a href="http://because-its-christine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christine &lt;/a&gt;introduced me this band. they're called The Cab. she mentioned them on her blog once. then she came over with her mp4 and made me listen to it in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OMFG&lt;/span&gt; THEY'RE AWESOME OK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;no they do not sound like fall out boy. big difference. and i hate fob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hana was once asked (i think it was in a tag.) if you could marry a voice whose would it be? (Japanese one would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; totally be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Takuya&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;UVERworld&lt;/span&gt;, since his singing voice changes when he raps or whatever. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;omfg&lt;/span&gt; would be like cheating on the same person you're cheating with. wait, does that make sense?) my choice would totally be Alex &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;DeLeon&lt;/span&gt; from the cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the part where i post up their music videos. but they don't have any. *pause* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;WHAT THE HELL WHY DON'T THEY HAVE ANY VIDEOS YET?&lt;/span&gt; what they do have is videos of them performing live. which doesn't do justice to the actual real thing. damn you YouTube users with cameras that cant pick good audio, damn you to....Africa? (hell sounds too harsh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out their songs Bounce, I'll Run or Can You Keep A Secret. those are my favorites. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;woots&lt;/span&gt;. i would totally help you guy(s) out by posting they're songs up but then again I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; here (read:lazy). but i think Chris has it on her side bar. so go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of voice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hubbys&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; i finally found my Korean one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Suh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kyung&lt;/span&gt;/Sung Si &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kyung&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Suh&lt;/span&gt; Si &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kyung&lt;/span&gt;. whatever. (you can never get Korean names  right. the spelling varies so much its annoying la)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SZktys-xw7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/3TUKq08jXHo/s1600-h/1024-sung-si-kyung-re.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SZktys-xw7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/3TUKq08jXHo/s400/1024-sung-si-kyung-re.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303320385296647090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE IS PRINCE OF BALLADS in Korea OK. apparently he lost some weight and the two pics are the comparison. he's so cute right? totally looks like a young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Bae&lt;/span&gt; Yong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Joon&lt;/span&gt;. wait lets not get started on that again moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love his songs OK. i was watching a Korean variety show (Korean variety shows totally own all other variety shows) and then there was this part that where he was singing a Christmas song. holy shit i swear if he was my boyfriend I'd totally steal his kidney and keep it in my home freezer so he wouldn't leave me. no I'm not twisted. I'm resourceful. you're just jealous cos you didn't think it up first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; picking out voice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hubbys&lt;/span&gt; by the language cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; greedy and i need more choices. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt; so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;god, i hate cleaning. its not so bad if there wasn't SO MANY (much, a lot, a vast amount, endless number of) books lying around EVERYWHERE. under &lt;s&gt;my&lt;/s&gt; the bed alone got approx 7 books OK. i literally had to pick books up every 5 minutes. i thought i was going crazy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the house is not as clean as i had hope though. i wish i could just throw everything out and start over again. then my house confirm clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holy shit i just heard the Pussycat Dolls' version of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Jai&lt;/span&gt; Ho (academy award winning song from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Slumdog&lt;/span&gt; Millionaire). i never really liked their songs but holy shit i love that song!!!!! i mean the song is still like its original. unlike some remakes that just sounds stupid. like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Rhihana's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;numa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;numa&lt;/span&gt; song. fuck i hate that shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its now almost 3am and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; i improved by 2hours. whatever. this is just a post for the sake of a post. my mom is now screaming at me so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;imma&lt;/span&gt; go to sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-8547248485869654831?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/8547248485869654831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=8547248485869654831&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/8547248485869654831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/8547248485869654831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-blogging-bug-is-back-its-too-damn.html' title='if the blogging bug is back, its too damn late.'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SZktys-xw7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/3TUKq08jXHo/s72-c/1024-sung-si-kyung-re.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-3014001229650309192</id><published>2009-03-16T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:56:49.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Peeing Incident</title><content type='html'>i was doing my medical checkup at the freakin crowded shit ass  government clinic. see that? i said clinic. IT WAS PACKED LIKE A HOSPITAL but its actually a tiny clinic.  go figure.  i don't get it. why don't the government let us go to private clinics for check ups? its hella cheaper(for the government), a lot less stuffy/smelly much more convenient for us and sure as hell not as time consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. we went there at like bout 2 something and had to wait till bout 4 to get some service (wtf like restaurant.) only, unlike the sorry souls at the excessively overly over-crowded waiting room, we went to McD &lt;s&gt;for lunch&lt;/s&gt; to wait instead. since our number is so far away its perfectly safe to go out. yes, we made it back with time to spare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in relation to the title. holy shit. did you know that you actually had to give a urine sample? actually its ok la. i mean, people pee into cups everyday right (for private or medical reasons, whatever)? but THOSE FUCKIN CUPS DON'T HAVE CAPS OK. shit, talk about budget cuts. omfg it was the most gross-est thing i have ever seen and people are coming out of the toilets with cups of pee and no caps to screw on. imagine if you tripped on your way or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i mention that the way from the toilet to the checkup room is freakin far away from each other/ omfg they expect us to walk the distance holding a cup of pee. WTH LIKE THE WALK OF SHAME OK. but seriou--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait, I'm not done with the lack of screw cap thing. why the hell don't have? did you know how many people's pee i looked into today? OK just 2 but still. its pee. comes out of yr *LALALA* so its never flattering. holy shit someone should sue the damn place. not me, I'm leaving for national service in a few more days. SMILEY =}}} no i did not pee into that fuckin cup. i had a "peeing incident" (incident not accident.) and accidentally found a way out of it. what the hell. that story i will tell my grandchildren. and jos's grandchildren. preferably together so i don't have to repeat it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, my mom thinks I'm adopted (how can she &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thinks &lt;/span&gt;I'm adopted? she's the one that adopted me if it were true *sigh* my mom is weird.) cos my blood type is AB positive. my mom's is O, &lt;a href="http://abiism.blogspot.com/"&gt;abi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://abiism.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is O and my mom recalls that my dad is also O.( omfg my whole family is fuckin O man. OoOOoooooO.OO.). i think I'm adopted too. well, except for the fact that i have my dad's turnip nose and i also look exactly like my mom. whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went to &lt;a href="http://because-its-christine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://because-its-christine.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;house and hanged there for a while. hulla-hooping outside. the pictures will be posted up soon enough on &lt;a href="http://because-its-christine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://because-its-christine.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;blog. since i now don't have a phone. shit, i just remembered that i don't have a phone *cries*. and i never bother with the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s - i have to go back to that hell hole again tomorrow again because doctors of the shit place went back before our turn for the examination. NS better be worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dammit I'm not even gonna check the grammatical errors cos I'm freakin exhausted now. and if there was any english errors that offended you, i just want to say that i dont care and go &lt;s&gt;try to&lt;/s&gt; fuck yourself. SMILE =}}}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; its 5a.m and I'm only late for my update by about 5+ hours. HIP-HIP-HOORAY!!! i'll try updating on time tomorrow. imma go pass out now. bye-ness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-3014001229650309192?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/3014001229650309192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=3014001229650309192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/3014001229650309192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/3014001229650309192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/03/peeing-incident.html' title='The Peeing Incident'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-2850447038260494016</id><published>2009-03-14T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T04:35:36.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i swear if you COULD hear me scream you WOULD</title><content type='html'>OMFG!!!111!!!11!!1&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;has anyone ever heard of Dorian Gray? i certainly hope so cos ITS ONE OF MY FAV FAV FAV CLASSICS THAT'S NOT JANE AUSTEN. fuck i haven't thought bout this story-- what? is it call a story? sounds so mild le..-- for AGES OK!! and guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE FUCKIN MOVIE IS COMING OUT LATER THIS YEAR!!!!!!*SCREEEEEAAAAAAAMS!!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sbv-4kHRnkI/AAAAAAAAAQw/J14_Rak0iHo/s400/6a00d8341c630a53ef00e553fbada08834-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313120433133952578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT THE HELL DORIAN GRAY IS GONNA PLAYED BY BEN BARNES!!! Ben Barnes!!!!!! *cough*Prince Caspian*cough* and the one at the back is Colin firth. i think his character is the guy that corrupts him(Dorian Gray)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK..OK, i bet you don't believe that i read the damn book right? well, fuck off cos i did. close your mouth i do read classics ok. i think the only classics i haven't read is freakin Oliver twist and Pollyanna(actually i think i read that but whatever.). shut up OK. i was going through a phrase. a classics story reading phrase wtf. although i read the ones that are already translate into simple English (which i instead of art, you instead of thou, relatives instead of kin. simple English in that sense) ones its still considered read(-ed) right? whatever. OK from the top of my head I'll write out the synopsis. shut up i did not type it up after i read the synopsis from the net. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sbv-4bo5kwI/AAAAAAAAAQo/h7h_wdy0G-Y/s1600-h/ben-barnes-dorian-gray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sbv-4bo5kwI/AAAAAAAAAQo/h7h_wdy0G-Y/s400/ben-barnes-dorian-gray.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313120430859064066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ermm... it may not be very accurate but here goes... Dorian gray is a young man who moved into the city (forgot the reason liao. possibly already lived there but whatever) and because he's so unusually exceptionally good looking (read: FUCKIN EFFING  TOOT BLEEPBLEEP  HOTT) he attract a lot of attention and soon becomes very vain. bla bla bla.. then he becomes corrupted and sometime in the story someone offers to draw his portrait then of cos he said yes la. hao lian ma... i think the story is called the portrait of Dorian gray or something to that effect. anyways, somehow some voodoo shit turn out and his soul exchange place with the portrait so that the portrait age while he remains young. FOREVER!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*ahem.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiya i said its been a long time since its not my fault that my memory isn't worth shit. but its kind of along that lines la. i forgot the ending though. yay that means when i go see the movie i wont remember then. woots-ness.  i borrowed that book way back when i was still allowed in the library. yes apparently im not allowed. cos some of my friends and i were hanging out in the library and some other friends of mine messed the place up and they thought we were in it. wtf difitnah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK i just had to get that out of my system. anyways. i just got my SPM results. it wasn't great but I'll settle. since i had some &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unusual circumstances&lt;/span&gt; I'm happy that i got my results. period. but at least i got more than enough credits to go college. YAYNESS.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall now update everyday until i finally leave for National Service. and to  those who thinks that I'm so damn unlucky to be selected. i give u the finger. i was hoping that i get selected OK. whatever. so since it'll be bout 1 1/2 month till i get to update again i will update kao kao. oh yeah, I'm leaving on the 19th by the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea i know its too late for make-up updates but whatever. NO ONE READS ANYWAYS TT____TT *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going for my medical checkup tomorrow so I'll blog about that when i get back. wtf medical checkup so unsuspecting. totally doesn't sound like me and jos will be sitting with smelly *cough*people*cough* in the public free clinic. i swear I'll punch the doctor if he tries to put the Popsicle stick in my mouth. budget cuts, you know.(eww)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway I'll be back tomorrow then. bye-ness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-2850447038260494016?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/2850447038260494016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=2850447038260494016&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/2850447038260494016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/2850447038260494016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-swear-if-you-could-hear-me-scream-you.html' title='i swear if you COULD hear me scream you WOULD'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sbv-4kHRnkI/AAAAAAAAAQw/J14_Rak0iHo/s72-c/6a00d8341c630a53ef00e553fbada08834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-7906872219463878962</id><published>2009-03-06T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T04:52:45.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa, I know Its A Little Early But...</title><content type='html'>I WANT AN ANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watching "We Got Married" also known as "Star Wedding" cos i heard bout it and it sounds hella interesting. i watched it on YouTube. cos my computer sucks and i have no idea where to search for the full length videos. and i had to watch in parts. fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We Got Married/Star Wedding" -- two celebrities are selected to become married to each other for a period of time. they have cameras following them when they're out and cameras around the house that they're living. they eat, live and sleep together (no sex, cam in bedroom. some of the guys just sleep in the living room). the PD (program director(s)) gives them money to do newly wed things like shopping, exercising and whatnot. and they are given missions to complete every few days. like, making kimchi or move into new house bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell. why didn't i just copy paste from wiki. wait arr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" It is one of the segments for the Sunday Sunday Night program. Highlighting the "marriages" of four celebrity couples at a time, the program shows what life would be like if each of these couples had really married." - from WIKIPEDIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so simple and to the point. unlike mine, which is all over the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Andy and Solbi. the mostest most adorabl-est funniest &lt;s&gt;artificial&lt;/s&gt; couple i have ever seen on reality tv. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJeRDbQ2_I/AAAAAAAAAOo/KsPG06-zhyA/s400/40xs5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310410557693680626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 282px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;they are the epitome of the phrase opposites attract. Solbi's extremely outgoing and super hilarious. i mean, seriously. she says things that just pop into her head. its freakin hilarious. while Andy is more quiet, conserved and SUPER FUCKING ROMANTIC. and when they argue its the most silliest thing, like, ever. the whole point of me watching the damn thing is them. shit. i wouldn't be surprise if they are actually dating in reality.Andy is from the Korean boy band Shinhwa and Solbi is a singer, btw. Solbi likes to talk about Andy's bandmate, Eric. she also compares them and that always annoys Andy. a lot. yayness adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJciX-1O-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/GUGiedN1gbE/s1600-h/20080314093511.510.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJciX-1O-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/GUGiedN1gbE/s400/20080314093511.510.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310408656246094818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solbi on the left andy on the right. ok im kidding. please tell me you knew i was kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if some negative people say that they're going according to a script. i say fuck you. i honestly think that's how they act in real life OK. seriously. you gotta watch it to understand. except for this other couple. watching them is like watching a korean drama la. no one is that perfect ok. but that guy (Alex) seems sincere but whatever. anyway. back to andy and Solbi. no one is that good an actor. i love the 1st episode when they are requested to move into they're new home.they found these really funny costumes that Solbi convinces Andy to wear. they were actually fighting over the pink one but whatever. then they took turns to use each others' phone to take pics. (one for me one for you) and i happen to found this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJeRiyTkCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Xm66PUQCPI4/s1600-h/solbi+andy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJeRiyTkCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Xm66PUQCPI4/s400/solbi+andy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310410566111825954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have i mention that they're fuckin adorable? ok they look stupid and retarded. oh yeah, as you can see, Andy won the pink suit. yea yea Solbi's eyes look uneven whatever. they just took out they're phones and started to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the first i saw you i thought you looked like a tiger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf like that also can win the pink suit. haiya whatever. I'm extremely very very much biased. seriously, nothing can dither the obsession that is AnBi. wth yes that's what they call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i cant stand it. i just had to print screen it to death. you see, Andy has this dance that they call the "heart dance". its a super bimbotic thing that he do when Solbi makes him happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbZQhP_2KjI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xaMQmpQHvtI/s1600-h/untitledthrhtr.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbZQhP_2KjI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xaMQmpQHvtI/s400/untitledthrhtr.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311521342690306610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on the first day in they're new home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*alicia implodes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbQXao0l4mI/AAAAAAAAAPg/OiB9AkLS9IE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbQXao0l4mI/AAAAAAAAAPg/OiB9AkLS9IE/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310895606978699874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is him doing the heart dance for Solbi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbQZE7KpEVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Sa_f2pexZxY/s1600-h/nnhn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbQZE7KpEVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Sa_f2pexZxY/s400/nnhn.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310897432969154898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and then he teaches her to dance the dance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after a few instructions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbQZE6q1S0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/AJWCHB7sMUY/s1600-h/rhrhrthsrt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbQZE6q1S0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/AJWCHB7sMUY/s400/rhrhrthsrt.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310897432835738434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they danced the "heart dance" all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it was so funny i swear i was gonna slap my pc monitor. Solbi bought couple pajamas as you can see.  its so funny cos the pants are too short for Andy wtf.and he is very anal about being clean and tidy and neat while she leaves things lying around and prefers to ignore it till Andy cleans it up for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbQVsm9YktI/AAAAAAAAAPY/jCurBzbZ9ys/s1600-h/sdfvsdf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbQVsm9YktI/AAAAAAAAAPY/jCurBzbZ9ys/s400/sdfvsdf.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310893716693095122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; so cute right?? the subs there is actually the commentary made by the hosts off camera. he's folding clothes and putting them on the couch next to him, in case people get confuse on wtf is he doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJchTWG9cI/AAAAAAAAAOI/qHq-jmUTwoo/s1600-h/20080521News05_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJchTWG9cI/AAAAAAAAAOI/qHq-jmUTwoo/s400/20080521News05_Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310408637821679042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i haven't reach this episode yet but I'm getting to it. i think its when they went to visit their parents or something. seriously though,  if i can stay in front of the com and watch all of it/everything I'd soo totally will. but I'm fat and i gotta eat so too bad ehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJci5am22I/AAAAAAAAAOg/kscXz1H0k9c/s1600-h/anbi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJci5am22I/AAAAAAAAAOg/kscXz1H0k9c/s400/anbi1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310408665220963170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; during the show. where they get to comment on other couples. i love Solbi cos she's not like all those other Korean female celebs where they're all too thin and bones sticking out everywhere and spearing everyone closeby. she's kinda chubby but so damn pretty so who cares right?(biased)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she was visiting Shinhwa during a concert backstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(asking JunJin or Eric, i cant tell.) Solbi : "when are you guys getting married?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JunJin : "when you guys have a baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solbi (thinks for a moment, turns to andy) : "oppa, when are we having a baby?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbZD7stIv3I/AAAAAAAAAQY/W2_HL_N_Ulw/s1600-h/ssd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbZD7stIv3I/AAAAAAAAAQY/W2_HL_N_Ulw/s400/ssd.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311507503421898610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy (looking flustered) : "erm..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MinWoo(shinhwa member) : "if you look at Solbi's belly, its like she's already pregnant."*laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbZD7ZvLcYI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yMr6ZxVj2rM/s1600-h/minwoomin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbZD7ZvLcYI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yMr6ZxVj2rM/s400/minwoomin.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311507498330190210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy : "SO WHAT. its a cute belly" *pulls jacket/ blanket over her stomach*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbZD7It1ewI/AAAAAAAAAQI/jfaEEQvIbhk/s1600-h/etg4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbZD7It1ewI/AAAAAAAAAQI/jfaEEQvIbhk/s400/etg4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311507493761153794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... i tell you is that not the most endearing thing-- haiya ill stop gushing. she has a jacket/blanket thing over her legs cos she was wearing a skirt and being a sensible girl she uses it to cover her legs. unlike someone (yes Paris Hilton I'm talking to you. wtf she reads my blog?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this other couple i love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbY6wTm93II/AAAAAAAAAP4/LlcV3KRmfBI/s1600-h/Img258223861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbY6wTm93II/AAAAAAAAAP4/LlcV3KRmfBI/s400/Img258223861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311497412101921922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is CrownJ (Korean rapper) and Soo InYoung(singer). they're dubbed the "rugged couple" of We Got Married. they're so funny cos she's this tiny slip of a woman and he's this huge  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;testerone&lt;/span&gt; filled Asian rapper and he's terrified of her. she'd such a brat but its so cute la. they're kinda like the type of couple you see on the street where the guy is hot and the girl is so cool looking and you wonder how they live with each other. yea. the girl wears the pants. but CrownJ is so fuckin sweet OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbY6wnHogtI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mcvgO93N1vE/s1600-h/suhinyoung-0918-2-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbY6wnHogtI/AAAAAAAAAQA/mcvgO93N1vE/s400/suhinyoung-0918-2-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311497417339208402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i swear if it were another guy or another girl it wouldn't be so entertaining. i love it when she sings though. its so cute when they were in the train and CrownJ decided to sing to her cos she was in a bad mood. he cant sing. it cheered her up though. so cute la. sigh sigh.they have a collaboration together where she sings and he raps(duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last look at andy and solbi again, shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJeR9TAlRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/q9pcHSTs_XA/s1600-h/kiss3am0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJeR9TAlRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/q9pcHSTs_XA/s400/kiss3am0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310410573228315922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *dies of fangirl overload*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Santa? yea. if you ran out of andy can you please give me CrownJ or Alex instead? please and thaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-7906872219463878962?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/7906872219463878962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=7906872219463878962&amp;isPopup=true' title='76 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7906872219463878962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7906872219463878962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-santa-i-know-its-little-early-but.html' title='Dear Santa, I know Its A Little Early But...'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SbJeRDbQ2_I/AAAAAAAAAOo/KsPG06-zhyA/s72-c/40xs5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>76</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-476848277687037333</id><published>2009-02-26T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T05:41:20.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMG Please Dont Fall In Love With My Blogskin!!!</title><content type='html'>after much intense persuasion, i finally got my new layout!! yayness. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS TO &lt;a href="http://because-its-christine.blogspot.com"&gt;CHRISTINE&lt;/a&gt;!!! who had to put up with all my picky, fussy selections and many many conditions. i was extremely  vague but i changed so many things then i just left it all up to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the results is pretty awesome ehh?  i swear, if there ever was a piece of candy in my pocket I'll totally give it to you!!! &lt;s&gt;actually depends on what candy but whatever&lt;/s&gt; as promised. i shall update now-ness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear yahoo answers are totally awesome. best waste of time if there ever was one. anyways,i was searching some shit online, right-- cos i was so bored i could eat Christine's shoes if it weren't for the net-- and i came across this blog/yahoo answer cos the title is just so intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sa5an89qFVI/AAAAAAAAANI/XbNFRXzSnIU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 614px; height: 432px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sa5an89qFVI/AAAAAAAAANI/XbNFRXzSnIU/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309280653142529362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, the title &lt;a href="http://yanswersblog.com/index.php/archives/2009/03/02/do-unicorns-really-exist/"&gt;Do Unicorns Really Exist?&lt;/a&gt; if that doesn't attract attention i don't know what will. i put the link cos maybe some of you actually wanna know or was just bored. omfg i had to set the contrast really high cos i couldn't see anything. hope its not too dark. anyway, the entry is pretty &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; scientific and i didn't really finish reading&lt;s&gt; sorry la so boring ba&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i scroll down to check out comments. its a bad habit. i mean, &lt;a href="http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/11/wtfuck.html?zx=86f7c683bada1f32"&gt;that's how i get spoilers&lt;/a&gt;. should really learn to not be so kepo.  but then something caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sa5anzUHtoI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_dwE2m8o1e8/s1600-h/untitledRTHBTR.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sa5anzUHtoI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_dwE2m8o1e8/s400/untitledRTHBTR.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309280650552391298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF FUNNY CAN!! the comments on this blog entry were pretty serious, smart and debating the existence of the mythical unicorns, then this one pops up. wth! bimbo to the max OK!! don't she sound like the type who will open random cupboards in hopes of finding Narnia and saying "i do believe in fairies, i do. I DO!!" on her free time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!! "GO UNICORNS" and "NO DUH THERE REAL" fuckin cracks me up OK! sounds like SOMEONE when they're proclaiming that she's a real princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GASP!!!* LOOK THERE'S A REAL UNICORN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sa5kkk1EOUI/AAAAAAAAANY/XdjB9hXtvWY/s1600-h/unicorns_csg010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sa5kkk1EOUI/AAAAAAAAANY/XdjB9hXtvWY/s400/unicorns_csg010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309291590240713026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aww, isn't it sweet. agreeing to a photoshoot and every thing. even had its hair done for the occasion. lookie here. a real unicorn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random update, and a credits update. shall update another random entry. tooddles now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-476848277687037333?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/476848277687037333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=476848277687037333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/476848277687037333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/476848277687037333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/02/zomg-please-dont-fall-in-love-with-my.html' title='ZOMG Please Dont Fall In Love With My Blogskin!!!'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/Sa5an89qFVI/AAAAAAAAANI/XbNFRXzSnIU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-5211171967301508967</id><published>2009-02-23T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:46:00.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*pokes* Is It Dead Yet? *pokes then nudge*</title><content type='html'>seriously, people. how do you guys keep updating your blog??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get soooo freaking distracted when I'm online. i mean, what with msn and gossip websites and emails, slowly typing the random shit that pops up in my head or happen in my life is so, so below my priority list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/hana-hime.blogspot.com"&gt;HANA &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/because-its-christine.blogspot.com"&gt;CHRIS &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/abiism.blogspot.com"&gt;ABI &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/princessjos.blogspot.com"&gt;JOS&lt;/a&gt;! QUICKKK!!! SNEEZE ON ME!! i need the blogging bug! OMFG JOS I SAID SNEEZE NOT SPIT LA!! ehh,is it just me or looking at a blank page waiting to be filled&lt;s&gt;with fun,wild and wonderful things!!!&lt;/s&gt; is just plain depressing.? why ha? stupid cam whores!! YOU MAKE LOOK BAD! (quote from courage the cowardly dog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* seriously, there's this post that i was intending to publish for bout a week, (just hanging there. unfinished)but i cant seem to finish the damn thing. i think its cos i find it hard to project my thoughts through my fingers &lt;s&gt;except when I'm giving some one the finger, like this ,,1,, &lt;see?&gt;&lt;/see?&gt;&lt;/s&gt;(i.e typing, writing, sign language, the picking of nose) do i have to do some kind of ritual dance and chant a special "ommmmmmmm" before the words get to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HELP WANTED : Blogging Guru. Must Have Vast Experience In Said Field, Entertaining And Looks Like Young Brad Pit On a Hot Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SaLfojjCf0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/-9U_NhufuN0/s400/Brad_Pitt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306049198825832258" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;look at him, then imagine what he looks like on a hot day. ooooh yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Willing To Work Long Hours With Little Or No Pay, Willing to Tolerate Uncomfortable Living Quarters And Samson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~._.~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;i really really wish i still have my astro back. I WANNA WATCH THE OSCARS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!!! totally expected but yet still somewhat surprising that slumdog millionaire won!!!! out of 9 categories, they won 8 of all the major categories!!! de last one is something bout sound editing or soundtrack that people don't really care about. OK, i have that movie in my computer but never really got around to watch it. imma watch it SOOOOON!!. what? its that gossip girl episodes have been holding me up.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is where i stop cos my brain is tired and i wanna go and shoot it or something now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s - not only old people watch oscars ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s- -the picture of Brad Pitt is for those who doesn't know what he looks like. to those few and very special people, please, please come out from that cave, real estate is not THAT expensive. no, jos im not talking bout you, and i was gonna upload a pic of Brad topless but then i remembered the funny lady from yr office.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"jiu kok nga moi" or.. "ngai boy mang mang kem gia choi, chon buk ka chang kue" lolololWTF!!!!! (private joke for toi. toi, if u don get it just read it out loud)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it i guess, im soo not gonna promise to upload. in case i didnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodles my undying fans~(omg im kidding dont leave!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-5211171967301508967?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/5211171967301508967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=5211171967301508967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5211171967301508967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5211171967301508967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/02/pokes-is-it-dead-yet-poke-then-nudge.html' title='*pokes* Is It Dead Yet? *pokes then nudge*'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SaLfojjCf0I/AAAAAAAAAMg/-9U_NhufuN0/s72-c/Brad_Pitt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-5229546460967059624</id><published>2009-02-05T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:10:47.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>best friends??</title><content type='html'>ha?? whats that? can eat one ha?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-5229546460967059624?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/5229546460967059624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=5229546460967059624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5229546460967059624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5229546460967059624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-friends.html' title='best friends??'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-321156916263058314</id><published>2009-02-02T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:22:14.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>erm... i think its called racist</title><content type='html'>once upon a time when i was working (not really, more like last week) there was this Arab man that walked into my shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your highness Alicia, how do you know he was an Arab? you are living in a Malay country. and Arabs and Malays, like the Chinese, kinda look alike." some may ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"because he looked like this." says i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SYk8hGuO5MI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xqiokfOVTgs/s1600-h/178244447_54bd66e797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SYk8hGuO5MI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xqiokfOVTgs/s400/178244447_54bd66e797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298832976015975618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as in the traditional clothes aren't hint enough, he has a big ole mustache(just like the one i added in) . so you tell me that's not an Arab. i don't stereotype. i just make obvious conclusions. moving on with my story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Arab guy walked in right, my friend(who was working there, lets call her &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;Lawliet &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;wtf&lt;/s&gt;)  glanced up and quickly looked away almost immediately said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not look into his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;" (in Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like, "huh?? are you serious??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he was closer to the counter &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;hissed "i tell you don't look into his eyes then don't look into his eyes la. will explain later" (in Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the Arab guy started talking to us, seeing that we're employees. and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;ignored him and didn't even look at him. i didn't know what to do and ignoring him seems rude so i talked to him. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSE ME HOW DO YOU TALK TO SOMEONE WITHOUT LOOKING INTO THEIR EYES?? call me weird but unless I'm on the phone or online using the mic i HAVE to look into someones eyes when I'm talking to them face to face. i tried looking over his shoulders at a shelf but then again I'm not having a conversation with the shelf right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently he was walking around to collect donations for the Giza City war. and then when he left, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;(who was ignoring our conversation) looked up and said "did you look into his eyes?omfg i told you not to look into his eyes you don't understand izit??"(in Chinese. haiya the following conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought this was weird. i thought i made a work faux-pas or something. but i really cant remember my Mrs boss saying that we're not allowed to look into a man who's wearing a turban in the eye. and then &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he'll use black magic to steal your money&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL. she just said that. then an auntie (glasses, big curly hair, whiny voice, and so on.) came out of an aisle and just joined in berating me on my (apparently) grave mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my friend aah, she passed all her money to an Arab man after looking at him in the eye" the auntie said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me lo. i don't bring much money to work la. wtf. he wants my money? I'm modern OK. heard of banks? yea, &lt;s&gt;all&lt;/s&gt; most of my money is in one of them. last i heard they don't pass money to random Arabs or Chinese/Malays/aliens/angmohs either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but that's not my point. superstition is now getting out of hand, so much so that it is now settled on racism. i mean seriously. not all freakin Arabs are terrorist or practice black magic. its hard to believe but some of them are actually nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random update. sheesh. will try to dutifully update in a few more days. toodles people~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-321156916263058314?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/321156916263058314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=321156916263058314&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/321156916263058314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/321156916263058314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/02/erm-i-think-its-called-racist.html' title='erm... i think its called racist'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SYk8hGuO5MI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/xqiokfOVTgs/s72-c/178244447_54bd66e797.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-7401574812053442300</id><published>2009-01-24T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:13:31.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMG IS THAT A BLUE MOON??!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; its been so goddamn long since i actually updated. i don't think there's anyone still keeping up with this blog. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; so sad la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not working anymore (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;woots&lt;/span&gt;!!) so i guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; try to update more often then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i the only one that thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; is not superman? i mean. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;omfg&lt;/span&gt; ''discussion on how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; being president will affect the economic crisis in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;'' what the fuck. or how they think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; will immediately stop the prejudices against races all around the world. what the hell. he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; even been in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;office&lt;/span&gt; yet and the people are having high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;expectations&lt;/span&gt;. maybe he's just an extremely good public speaker &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt;? maybe he wont deliver? he is, after all, a politician and also a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure everyone knows that lawyers are punch lines. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;. just a random update. boring but i updated right?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR PEEPS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-7401574812053442300?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/7401574812053442300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=7401574812053442300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7401574812053442300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7401574812053442300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/01/zomg-is-that-blue-moon.html' title='ZOMG IS THAT A BLUE MOON??!'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-5549378533729072595</id><published>2009-01-01T07:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T08:05:53.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR, PEEPS!!</title><content type='html'>happy new year to all!! ho ho ho. OK that sounds wrong. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole year has passed and now its new again!! which is kinda hypocritical. i mean, something old is new again. i think there's a riddle in there somewhere. ohh wells... i hope this year will be different. in a good way, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels so weird blogging after stopping for a while. but a new year post is compulsory! since everyone doing a new years resolution post, i shall too! 'cos I'm a copycat like that, wtf. I'm not gonna put up my serious resolution, that's cos i don't wanna jinx it! shh, my blog my rules. this is just for fun. here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia's 2009 new year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- will try to lose weight. eh. I'm a girl OK. i think like 96.45346341% of girls on this planet wants to loose weight during the new year. usually doesn't fall through, heh, peer pressure getting to me again. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- watch any 322 movies in 2009. i mean I'm so outdated on the movies' scene and I'm gonna use this year to watch all sorts of shit and sadly this does not include porn. i mean seriously i'll write them down and everything, see whether I'll reach 322 or not. lol &lt;s&gt;good god, i need a life.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stop neglecting the freakin blog. i should start updating regularly. WELL I WOULD IF THERE WERE ANY READERS WHO ACTUALLY WANNA READ ME. oh wait, I'm getting pissed. moving on, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- give someone a gross nickname and make them answer to it. like toi toi, or nonok. they're gross but at least they sound cute eh? imagine calling someone Diarrhea or herpes. pet names that sound cute but doesnt sound so cute after you know what it means. i once had a Malay friend who wanted me to give her a Chinese name. i suggested Ru Ai. which sounds nice until you find out that it means breast cancer in Chinese. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- get (half of) my cursing habit back. not too much that I'll sound vulgar but enough to not sound childish. using "eff(-ing)" or "cb" sounds stupid after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- try to keep contact with all be best friends. omfg I'm so bloody lucky they're mostly living sooo damn close by. i mean seriously, i spit out my window and it'll hit jos's front lawn (exaggerating but its pretty close.)throw a stone real hard and i'll have to pay for Sam's new window. wtflol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stop saying "seriously" so much. i mean, seriously, it makes me sound stupid/bimbotic. no offence to &lt;a href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;jos &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://preserve-my-sanity.blogspot.com/"&gt;abi&lt;/a&gt;, who are true blue bimbos. they're like, the very essence of the word. but guys, take it as a compliment, only pretty &lt;s&gt;*pukes*&lt;/s&gt; people can act bimbo and get away with it. take TKP for example, if she try to act bimbo she'll be called stupid/slow/simple/retarded. omfg i wanna see her act retarded. who else?  show hands!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- try to be nice to annoying people. like little kids, annoying aunties, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/preserve-my-sanity.blogspot.com"&gt;abi&lt;/a&gt;, overly cheerful people,overly emo people, Sam(the man), stupid people, close-minded people and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- learn a foreign language. anything be it French &lt;s&gt;fries&lt;/s&gt;, Russian, click talk African-ish language or whatever. heck, I'll even learn Icelandic or whatever the people over at Iceland. then i can talk behind your back and you wont know what the fuck am i saying. wtf! i'll even go to sign language classes if there was any. can anyone tell me where to sign uo for them? im being serious here. moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- get a goddamn laptop. for obvious reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- learn to bake like a pro. i mean, seriously, I WANT TO BAKE A CAKE. a successful one at that. the last time i made one its was gross. that damn cheese &lt;s&gt;pudding&lt;/s&gt; cake will haunt my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- attend a friend's wedding. OMG most of my friends are same age as me and a wedding?? wtf I'm sooo not requesting you to get pregnant. i just want to attend your wedding. when i say friend, i mean friend. not acquaintances that invites you cos they're social life sucks and they need to fill tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- donate blood. i know its weird but I REALLY REALLY WANNA GO DONATE BLOOD. or my bone marrow. I'm now waiting to be 18 and I'll go donate something. medically, not financially. I'm very cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- save the world. Ala superman. cos i wanna fly without taking drugs and other obvious reasons.(don't ask me what Ala means, and no its not the Muslim god. wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's about it. there are more but they're private. gimme money and I'll tell you, wtf I'm so money minded. i swear I'm not like this in real life.OK pay me then I'll act cheap. wtf. again. i was freakin joking.OK fine, i'll be serious if you pay me. hahahahaAliciashutuphahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s i love twilight (the book) and all, but &lt;a href="http://kissmybrownass.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-real-story-if-it-was-hundred.html"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;is freakin hilarious. and if you worship twilight like a religion its best to not see it. DO NOT CLICK. no no no!! OK fine, click it then. its only human nature to click that after i warned you bout it. if you missed it, the link is &lt;a href="http://kissmybrownass.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-real-story-if-it-was-hundred.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/randomgeekchick.blogspot.com"&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt;, i'll do your tag later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting late so auf wiedersehen people. HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU,TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-5549378533729072595?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/5549378533729072595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=5549378533729072595&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5549378533729072595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5549378533729072595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-peeps_01.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR, PEEPS!!'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-6378128856409113744</id><published>2008-12-23T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:40:03.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Feels Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WOOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OVAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! ITS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TAHM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; GET YER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PARTAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OWN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*Que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;borat's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* not. i don't know why but it just doesn't feel right. i don't think I'm the only one that feels that way. oh come on. I've been in school for more than 10 years (everyone is) and now they want me to suddenly stop and adopt a new routine? no thanks. but it cant be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll totally miss school.  shut up la close yr mouth the flies are going in. so shock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? i like school. seriously. what with all the teachers glaring at me from the corner of their eyes and the constant threat of suspension hanging above our heads.... ahhh the good times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random person ''eh, how old are you ha? which school do you go to?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her highness, Alicia "17, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;smk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; green road."(sound curt huh? it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. that line is dead. i don't wanna start looking for a job or a uni yet OK! the world is a big bad place and i prefer to stay in school thank you very much. where everything is the same. where the teachers (both gender) are gradually getting bald, the canteen food are expensive and filthy, the classroom looks like a war zone, where everyone dress the same and also all my friends gather everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is about the only time i wished that i was more stupid (I'm actually a closet genius) and stayed behind in transition class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit i wanna stay in school! but then again I'm like totally flat broke (courtesy of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Abi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jos's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday) i need a job. but i still want to stay in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But, Your Highness Alicia, you can go for form 6 right?'' same may inquire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''shut up have you not been reading?'' say i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hahahahahaahashitthatwassolamehahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i don wanna go for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; form 6 is cause all my friends wont be there. and they're all going to live they're jet-setting life and forget little &lt;s&gt;old&lt;/s&gt; young me. how la. dammit I'm feeling extremely depressed. i shall now binge on food. yes i am fat cause i get depressed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;riiiight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a completely different note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY DON'T LIKE YOU YOU STUPID BUTCH LESBIAN. this dislike is borderline on HATE. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; HATE you but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; just because wasting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;HATrEd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on you is just not worth it. this dislike is bout the same level as the feeling i have when i see people spit phlegm on the ground and i just happen to glance at it. yes, to me you're on the same level as a phlegm. (phlegm is that mucus that you hack up from your nose through your mouth and it is required for you to spit it out. you don spit it out you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; talk to me. disgusting i know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have absolutely nothing against homosexuals. i mean hey, its your life, live it as you see fit. but, BOY-OH-BOY-OH-BOY how i DISLIKE you. itchy hand. you look, sound, and even smell weird. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; laugh at me. look at yourself first. you are ridiculously disproportionate body and weird shaped head. good luck in life. seriously. i mean it. cause you're gonna really really need it. attempting suicide many times is not something brag about. it just means that you need mental help. stupid obnoxious freak. listening to your voice makes my skin crawl. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;asshol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have noticed that my updates are few and far in between. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;woots&lt;/span&gt; i feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;xiaxue&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;. since apparently no one reads my blog anyways so i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; see the point of updating random things for views. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;abi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;jos&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Hana&lt;/span&gt; thanks for reading my blog. here's 20sen, go play far far away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, just kidding. COME BACK PLEASE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: the part bout the butch lesbian is completely random and i was just typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS. (in case i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; update on that day, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;abi&lt;/span&gt; would. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-6378128856409113744?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/6378128856409113744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=6378128856409113744&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/6378128856409113744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/6378128856409113744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-feels-wrong_23.html' title='It Feels Wrong'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-5191452965069434373</id><published>2008-12-17T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:53:56.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Permai, (Currently) The Bane Of My Existance.</title><content type='html'>here's the deal, OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and a bunch of friends wanted go away from home for a few days during the holidays. since some people in the group are a bit younger, their parents don't allow them to stay more then 1 night away from home without adult supervision(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; I'm adult OK. well, close anyways.). so in training for my future profession, i gladly took up the task of organising the whole damn trip. where to go, what to eat, what to bring, total cost and plan all the other shit other people don't want to plan themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i choose the place and stuff right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;permai&lt;/span&gt;, rain forest resort. sounds awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos1kBxizI/AAAAAAAAALA/SayUzH-xUH4/s1600-h/7750_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos1kBxizI/AAAAAAAAALA/SayUzH-xUH4/s400/7750_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281082811761134386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what it might look like in my head. wow. or maybe even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos1EK65wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ShHxKJ8Folo/s1600-h/amazon+lodge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos1EK65wI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ShHxKJ8Folo/s400/amazon+lodge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281082803209561858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why the hell not? i called and ask bout the price for a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actual phone conversation. as best as i could remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;female receptionist : ''&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hellopermairesorthowcanihelpu&lt;/span&gt;?'' (like how the words jumble up when its routinely being said, i didn't understand what was said so i just assume that's what she said.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia : "hi, camp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;permai&lt;/span&gt;, right?" (to make sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;female receptionist : "yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia : "how much is a cabin per night?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;female receptionist : "rm178 per night for 6 people including breakfast"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia : "whoa! 178?? that's it?" (yes i actually said that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to cut a long story short, i booked a room after discussing it with the group of friends. i mean seriously, why the hell not? a cabin in a resort for that price? MERRY CHRISTMAS TO U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was having doubts. breakfast? what kind of breakfast? so i called and ask for more information&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;male receptionist : "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hellopermairesorthowcanihelpu&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia *face palms*: "Camp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;permai&lt;/span&gt;, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male receptionist : "ya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia : "how is the breakfast served?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male receptionist *pause*: "ha? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;apa&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia *sighs* : "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;macam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mana&lt;/span&gt; breakfast?" Literally means how is the breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male receptionist : "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;emm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;macam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cakap&lt;/span&gt; ha...? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;emm&lt;/span&gt;..." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;emm&lt;/span&gt;... how to explain...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;emm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia : "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;macam&lt;/span&gt; buffet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kah&lt;/span&gt;?" like a buffet is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male receptionist : "YA YA!! buffet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia : "OK, Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hangs up. annoyed but happy. BECAUSE ITS A CHEAP BUFFET!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then here are the things that went wrong. because during this trip, anything that could go wrong, most probably did go wrong. i shall write in point form since i don't remember what order did it happen in. (note: I'm lazy). i don't want to be repeating other people so I'll just give you the gist of it. read more &lt;a href="http://http//princessjos.blogspot.com/2008/12/permai-trip.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://because-its-christine.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-rambling-and-fangirling.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--  when we arrive. we had to carry our own luggage downhill to their lobby (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;pffft&lt;/span&gt;. pathetic excuse for a lobby if you ask me.) then up again to while the hotel staff looks on, without offering to help.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;. after several trips up and down the mini hill, we finally finished unloading all of our supplies. we were more than ready to check in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;omfg&lt;/span&gt; the heat was ridiculous, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--we had to pay more than was expected. about twice as much as that damn receptionist said. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;. we had to pay entrance fees. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;omfg&lt;/span&gt;. the 178 price tag was for the cabin alone. without the tenants. what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rates&lt;br /&gt;5 buck per person staying at the cabin.PER PERSON&lt;br /&gt;additional 5 bucks for any form of food.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;eg&lt;/span&gt;. meats, rice, snacks, chewable food. PER PERSON&lt;br /&gt;additional 5 bucks for soft drinks or any other kind of drinking water that is not plain water.PER PERSON&lt;br /&gt;additional 10 bucks for alcoholic drinks. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PER PERSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;extra 50 bucks for the barbecue pit.&lt;br /&gt;etc charges.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we were like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos1udWQsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/F-zjuWJ3GZc/s1600-h/wtf_cat.jpg.w300h371_HeOTTJstzM5Z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 371px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos1udWQsI/AAAAAAAAAK4/F-zjuWJ3GZc/s400/wtf_cat.jpg.w300h371_HeOTTJstzM5Z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281082814561141442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;reals&lt;/span&gt;? you want us to actually pay money for bringing food in? whoa! i totally did not read that your flora and fauna/rocks are edible. its not like we request for personal chef to come by and help us cook right? think about it. pay to bring your own food and drinks. W-T-F. no wait, What The Fuck??! but WE HAD TO PAY TO GO INTO THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;MOFREAKIN&lt;/span&gt; CABIN. why didn't they tell us in the first place??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the cabin is  rm178 per night for 6 people with breakfast. not including entrance fee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have understand. but i mean, whats the point of booking the cabin without the tenants? completely pointless that's what. there we were trying to make sense of all the sudden charges and the ridiculous total amount that they want us to pay for a night in the jungle, when suddenly comes this big Indian man with a smug smile. he was talking to us like we were 12 year old children who couldn't understand the adults talking and who are having they're first trip away from home. Oh My God. he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; infuriating. that man seriously piss me off with his know-it-all attitude and his stupid distracting mustache. but then i paste a big &lt;s&gt;fake&lt;/s&gt; huge smile on my face and tried to reason with him. in the end we had to pay over 100+ extra then what we expected. what the hell. we tried to not make this an issue and went to our cabin. which brings me my other point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- there's a disgusting wagon that is pulled by a tractor covered dirt and grime that helps transports the heavier luggage. but its really filthy. i wont even put Samson in that stupid wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUqdPnXw3qI/AAAAAAAAALg/wir7wdo3hug/s1600-h/DSC06206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUqdPnXw3qI/AAAAAAAAALg/wir7wdo3hug/s400/DSC06206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281206404637580962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is Samson if you don't remember. precious isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so then we had to climb all the way to the cabin. but i don't think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Jos&lt;/span&gt; was exaggerating when she said that we had to climb mountains and swim over seas. and guess what was waiting for us when we FINALLY get to our destination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a shack. yup, a damn shack with locks, windows, running waters and beds but a shack nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos0oMO6XI/AAAAAAAAAKg/IuDfm5SDU4w/s1600-h/ist2_3456237-old-shack-in-the-forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos0oMO6XI/AAAAAAAAAKg/IuDfm5SDU4w/s400/ist2_3456237-old-shack-in-the-forest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281082795698874738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like this. we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; bother to take a pic of the shack but its pretty similar to this. OK la, its not so abandoned as this one. lets see..... something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos0x_OQ4I/AAAAAAAAAKo/3NZmOdYVklM/s1600-h/ist2_5486540-shack-in-the-forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos0x_OQ4I/AAAAAAAAAKo/3NZmOdYVklM/s400/ist2_5486540-shack-in-the-forest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281082798328660866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much better. you think I'm exaggerating? I'm not OK. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt;. i hate that place, from the bottom of my very pissed off heart. the place was damp from the recent rain and it smells mouldy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ewww&lt;/span&gt;... then we settled in (as if we had a choice)and waited for the barbecue pit to arrive. when it did, IT WAS A OIL BARREL  CUT IN HALF. what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; hell. IT WAS FILTHY. filled with ashes and covered in dirt. I'm by no means a obsessive-compulsive maniac who thinks everything is covered in germs, but seriously holy shit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;mcgregor&lt;/span&gt; was that so called "barbecue pit" was really dirty. it kinda looks like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUqhMwtW_KI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Ytjxw2zl6Vk/s1600-h/bbq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUqhMwtW_KI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Ytjxw2zl6Vk/s400/bbq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281210753650982050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; only without the hood and it was really really dirty. but it came with free charcoal and some kind of metal net to put over the grill, which was crusted with god knows what(the grill) . look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Jos&lt;/span&gt;!!! yr Xmas present!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUqgBaUVfKI/AAAAAAAAALo/crXSfR5SGOE/s1600-h/barbi-portable-barrel-bbq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUqgBaUVfKI/AAAAAAAAALo/crXSfR5SGOE/s400/barbi-portable-barrel-bbq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281209459150257314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it looked like this i bet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Jos&lt;/span&gt; would gladly pay whatever it took to bring it home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was other issue that happen that night. most pressing matter,i might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--THERE WAS LICE OF SOME SORT ON THE BED.&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gentlemen. i may not be some sort of health inspector BUT LICE ON THE BED IS A BIG NO NO FOR "RESORTS" OF ANY KIND. what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;momofufuckckinin&lt;/span&gt; hell??? how does those little suckers get inside??&lt;br /&gt;*when we checked out we told the receptionist that there was lice on the bed. it goes like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda : "excuse me, there was lice on the bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male receptionist : "huh...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda : "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;kutu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;dalam&lt;/span&gt; cabin!"there is lice in the cabin&lt;br /&gt;i was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;oooohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the idiot on the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; looks the part too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;male receptionist : " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;yakah&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;bukan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;kutu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;cuma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;hujan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;keluar&lt;/span&gt; bah.." really? that's not lice. its just out because of the rainy weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell. i called and book a cabin. not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; 300++buck insect infested shack in the middle of the forest la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--the breakfast was not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; buffet. the male receptionist was more stupid than i thought. all you can order is from a list and the food sucks. the price for the cabin and the breakfast for 6 was TOTALLY NOT WORTH IT. what the hell. i ordered an omelet and it was just a plate of eggs with chunks in it. totally tasteless. i want my omelet like this before i am satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUtLCjXeemI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6nA_OOaW9Nw/s1600-h/draft_lens2115605module11193618photo_1219841544omelet-and-fruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUtLCjXeemI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6nA_OOaW9Nw/s400/draft_lens2115605module11193618photo_1219841544omelet-and-fruit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281397495247567458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i paid so much so why not, right.NO THIS IS NOT A PICTURE OF MY OMELET. i wish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait!! there's more!!!HERE COMES THE MOST ANNOYING &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;ASSHOL&lt;/span&gt;3-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;ISH&lt;/span&gt; SHIT THAT HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- i was requested so go back to the cabin since i was the one whose name is used when booking. apparently there seems to be some sort of issue back at the shack. so i went just so make things easier. this trip already sucks so much why act like a spoiled brat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt;? i went alone. (note:i had to hike all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; way up again.) and i saw that stupid man a.k.a the Indian manager. he took a round in the cabin and decided that we had to pay extra $50 for the mess. WHAT THE HELL. don't tell me all the hidden charges does not include maid service? HOLY SHIT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;MCGREGOR&lt;/span&gt;. i made worse mess in better resorts and they still clean it up no question asked. here is this shit hole in the middle of nowhere asking us to pay cos we moved the furniture around and left snack wrappers on the ground. holy shit. IS THAT HOW YOU KEEP THIS HELL HOLE OPEN? BY CHARGING FOR EVERYTHING INCLUDING THE CLEAN UP?? he actually said that we were worse than pigs. EVER HEARD OF DEFAMATION OF CHARACTER I CAN SUE YOU LA STUPID MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actual words from his mouth under his mustache. this he said before i ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Jos&lt;/span&gt; and gang to come back me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"either you pay the extra $50 or you clean it up yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I WANTED TO CLEAN UP AFTER MYSELF I WOULD JUST STAY AT HOME STUPID ASSHOLE. if that stupid man happen to read this post, I DARE HIM TO DENY THAT HE SAID THAT. i asked what if we neither pay nor clean up? HE SAID HE'LL REPORT TO THE POLICE. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;oooohhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;, i really wanna be there when that phone call happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''hello. emergency helpline. what is your emergency?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yea, i wanna report vandalism."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK, where is your location?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"camp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;permai&lt;/span&gt; shit-ass resort."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wait what? your resort room was vandalized? to what extent?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its a cabin and there were a bunch of teenagers messed up the room and refused to pay for it. they moved the furniture around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pause* "huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUtMLZ-2rlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/F3awHLMvcos/s1600-h/huh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUtMLZ-2rlI/AAAAAAAAAMI/F3awHLMvcos/s400/huh2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281398746858827346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;hahahahahahahahahahfunnystupidindianmangodielahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally i think he was so rude to us because we're not foreigners. not really the age problem. sure maybe its because we're young and we look easy to intimidate but if a group of teenage foreigners came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure he would lick their ball if they just asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i saw a picture of him somewhere. along with a personal quote. wait while i look for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang on...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;FOUND IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUpsa80iE-I/AAAAAAAAALY/YcHN4lxUEw0/s1600-h/permai+manager.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUpsa80iE-I/AAAAAAAAALY/YcHN4lxUEw0/s400/permai+manager.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281152723304190946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;TAA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;DAA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;OK its not really his picture. but its really close. so who cares right? i mean this picture bears an uncanny resemblance to that man. LOOKS A LOT LIKE HIM!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;omfg&lt;/span&gt; Alicia is an artist! seriously, ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;Jos&lt;/span&gt; or anyone who went with me.he looks almost exactly like this! he is the beefy nosy Indian man if anyone want to check him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear if i went with a different group of people we would not have ANY fun at all. lucky i went with fun people. yay! but we had fun no thanks at all to the surroundings. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this post is really long already so i shall stop here. what the hell. please please think twice before going there. think about it, i would not have said the things i said if it werent true. DONT GO THERE! go damai puri. roughly same price and is ACTUALLY A RESORT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post script. i hope i did well with more pictures. hope i can capture people like &lt;a href="http://hold-onto-mysanity.blogspot.com/"&gt;abi &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;jos&lt;/a&gt;'s attention. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tataaaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-5191452965069434373?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/5191452965069434373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=5191452965069434373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5191452965069434373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5191452965069434373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/12/permai-currently-bane-of-my-existance.html' title='Permai, (Currently) The Bane Of My Existance.'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUos1kBxizI/AAAAAAAAALA/SayUzH-xUH4/s72-c/7750_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-463637849107809593</id><published>2008-12-08T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:47:33.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks A Lot, I Think</title><content type='html'>i wanted to post an entry bout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spm&lt;/span&gt; is over shit but i think i need to blog about an extremely pressing matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember in a random post i said that I'll read Breaking Dawn when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spm&lt;/span&gt; is over? yea, well, i wish i hadn't wait that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*warning mild breaking dawn (twilight book 4) spoiler alert*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUDBXSG42QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/7cte79mU22A/s1600-h/breaking_dawn_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUDBXSG42QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/7cte79mU22A/s400/breaking_dawn_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278431369020102914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. MY. GIDDY. GOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its hard to believe but...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i hated it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i hate that book. way to spoil it Stephenie Meyer. OK, oh-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kaaaay&lt;/span&gt;, i didn't finish reading it. I'm like halfway through. but what i read, i hated.  i mean, what the hell, why is Bella so freakishly annoying? i mean seriously. i liked her in all of the previous 3 books. when everyone else said that Bella was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; and annoying in the movie i say that they're jealous. because i really liked her. but now i don't know what to think. i mean, there's not a single outstandingly good quality in her that can make Jacob (and Edward) fall so freakishly, ridiculously, head over heels,insanely, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;zomg&lt;/span&gt;-i-love-you-i-would-die-if-you-were-not-on-this-earth-lets-make-out in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has came to a point where i threw the book away from me in disgust. I LOVED TWILIGHT, don't get me wrong. i wished Meyer should just let the book die a graceful death. living in the fond memories of young adults everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that book was almost completely insane OK. i don't swoon over Edward and his silly antics anymore. the main attraction that i can see from the book is that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cullens&lt;/span&gt; seem to have a ridiculous amount of money and i like to see how they spend it. I'm materialistic that way. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now extremely disappointed in the series. the marketing target for the series is for young girls everywhere but yet the contents are so damn gore and blood this and blood that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt; the part how they deliver the baby *shudders* (Edward did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT &lt;/span&gt;to get the baby out?!) that's where i stop, by the way. I'm now sorely tempted to not finish that book, OK. i tried looking for a picture to express the disgusting-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; of gore, and ended up losing my lunch. nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am now not looking forward to the other movies. since the best book was twilight and the rest was just sub-par. something i read in loyalty to the 1st book. shit, how, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt;?? HOLLYWOOD PLEASE DON'T MAKE THE MOVIES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, you can make the next one, since you already signed a contract. but please stop after that, please? pretty pretty please? if Summit makes eclipse or breaking dawn I'll watch Saw III before i even consider watching it. maybe Saw will increase my tolerance for violence and ill be able to handle it. cos its just that gore-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW THIS IS WHY I GOT A BLOG! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ftw&lt;/span&gt; blogger!! shut up bout this being a boring post. I have opinions hear me roar!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but please don sue me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually have lots more to say but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;, I'll just keep those offensive thoughts to myself. now stop complaining and go away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://hold-onto-mysanity.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;abi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;says i needed more pictures in my wordy post. cos pictures and colors attract bimbos (&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;jos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://hold-onto-mysanity.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;abi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, possibly &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://hana-hime.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). so there.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, this post really needs some pictures but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just way too lazy to bother. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;. i shall do so in my next post. keep your fingers cross. by you i mean &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://randomgeekchick.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-463637849107809593?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/463637849107809593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=463637849107809593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/463637849107809593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/463637849107809593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks-lot.html' title='Thanks A Lot, I Think'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SUDBXSG42QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/7cte79mU22A/s72-c/breaking_dawn_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-2317891892177431265</id><published>2008-12-06T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T03:07:33.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Explanation</title><content type='html'>there Alicia and her acquaintance, Cbox, was. minding their own business. walking down a dark dingy alley. during a dark stormy night. maybe they were just passing through, maybe they were lost, maybe they were meeting someone to refresh Alicia's rapidly decreasing stash of marijuana. well, we don't know since she wont tell us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, they were walking along the narrow road, humming the "Umbrella" song together(because its just so damn catchy). when suddenly a shadow appeared on the other side of the alley. it seems that the shadow was the silhouette of a big thug of a man. Alicia was starting to get very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit mcgregor, that man is filthy. its such a narrow alley. please god, please don't let him squeeze pass us&lt;/span&gt;. she thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cbox, on the other hand, was oblivious to the current situation. it seems that it/she/he has now switch to humming the crazy frog song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''hello little chickadees,'' says Thug-Man in a surprisingly high pitch voice. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disney called, they&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want their mickey mouse voice back&lt;/span&gt;, thought Alicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thug-Man suddenly then whips out a fork (wtf a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fork&lt;/span&gt;??) and says "now if you both will just hand over all your valuables nothing bad will happen.'' says Thug-Man with a smile. Alicia cringed at the disgusting sight that was his teeth and stench of his breath. she shrank back to put as far a distance between Thug-Man and herself for fear that the filth was contagious. her actions seemed to make Thug-Man think that she was intimidated and it pleased him because he smiled wider and took a step closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''ommom-ohmomom-mo-hohmomom''  Cbox was opening and closing it/her/his mouth like a fish and making very weird noises. Alicia and Thug-Man were both looking at it/her/him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"stop that'' Thug-Man squeaked in his high pitched voice, looking nervous. but Cbox doesn't seem to understand or it/she/he did not care and continued making the weird noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''nomomnom-ohnomoommon-om,'' Cbox continue to chant, staring at Thug-Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shut up! shut up! SHUT UP!! quickly hand over your money! NOW!!" shouts Thug-Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, being extremely cheap and greedy, didn't want to give up her money. she saw an opportunity to escape seized it. she shoved Cbox towards Thug-Man and started to run at full speed into the opposite direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last thing she heard was the shriek of Thug-Man and the continuing nommomnon-ing of C-box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she reached home. Alicia quickly took her bath, online for 2 hours reading perezhilton.com, and finally went to bed. before she fell asleep, however, Alicia thought ''oh yeah, Cbox waszzzzzzzzzzzzzzz,'' then she slipped into asleep, where she had a dream about of oompa loompas singing the crazy frog song and each holding an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, Alicia was reading the news paper when suddenly, at the corner of the news paper on page 5. about 7 lines long, was written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Drug Dealer Found Near Dead Body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;an unidentified person, named Cbox, was found brutally murdered in a dark unspecified alley. the cause of death was a fatal stabbing wound inflicted by a des    sert fork. it was believed that the murder was committed by a drug dealer who was found lurking near said alley. police found 600g of marijuana on the 21 year old man and held the man for further questioning. anyone who has any information on this case is strongly advised to step forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia stared at the article for a good minute. trying to understand what her actions caused. the sudden pang of guilt stabbed her like a red hot knife. then, it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahh, never really liked it/him/her much anyways&lt;/span&gt;, she thought to herself with a shrug and continue to flip to the cartoon section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THAT ladies and gentlemen, is the real reason my cbox is dead. yes, wtf indeed. it seems that it is just sitting there. with no activity whatsoever. annoying and a little depressing actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note:i don't care that its not a good story. as the title stated. its just an explanation. i never said i was an author. so just bear with me here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-2317891892177431265?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/2317891892177431265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=2317891892177431265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/2317891892177431265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/2317891892177431265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/12/explanation.html' title='An Explanation'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-8786322824425580247</id><published>2008-12-03T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:49:56.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Long Fickle Post pt.1</title><content type='html'>i had an interesting msn conversation the other night. well i was bored out of my mind so i decided to online. seeing as Christine is. so then i chatted with this crazy chick called Jessamine. i add Christine into the conversation and had one of the most ridiculous msn chats of my life.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://randongeekchick.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris &lt;/a&gt;blogged bout it too(omfg christine got a blog???! yea, my words exactly.). go read. unfortunately Jess doesn't have a blog. too bad. we shall await the day jessamineisstupidandhairy.blogspot.com opens. no she is not hairy. its a private joke, moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my version is nicer. tidier.here goes.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;red is &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://http//randongeekchick.blogspot.com"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;blue is me&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;purple is Jess&lt;/span&gt; *ahem coughcoughhackhack!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://http//randongeekchick.blogspot.com"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt; : Wat colour shud i paint my nails??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor! : ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : black is nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor! : RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor! : BLOOD RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : or dark purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : maroon red!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor! : den maybe Edward will stop by your house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : blood red sOOO old man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor! : .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://http//randongeekchick.blogspot.com"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt; :   haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor! : EDWARD MITE LIKE IT SO I DON CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor! : U THEN OLD LA, GRANDMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://http//randongeekchick.blogspot.com"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt; :     whoa for a moment i tot u were talking about Edward Chieng Sin Li!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://http//randongeekchick.blogspot.com"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt; :     hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://http//randongeekchick.blogspot.com"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt; :     Edward Cullen~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : hEy at least i don hv OLD TASTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : unlike some1 i kNw(alicia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://randongeekchick.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt; : hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor! : ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor! : chee biie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK that was not very funny. but its the kinda situation where u have to be there to understand the hilarity. anyways. then the subject jumped around for a good long while. then all of a sudden--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://randongeekchick.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt; :  I'm gonna have a reli weird outburst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:  are we ignoring Chris? (we were ignoring her, having a stupid argument bout   who's older.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:  ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:  omg, Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine :  ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:    pls don fart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine :  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine :  I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine :  DID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine :  NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine :  FART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGergor! : thank god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine :  then it must b Alicia farting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine : lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : i think she ate some cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!: cos i tot u were gonna fart for a minute there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : y r u guys talking bout farting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:  ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!: COS SHE SAID SHE WAS GONNA HAVE A ''WEIRD OUTBURST''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine :  go ahead n let the gas out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine : hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!: I TOT SHE WAS GONNA FART!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : wait wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : cant take it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine :  *puut*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : cant stop laughing man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : ahahahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;(and Jess continues to bash on the ''h'' and ''a'' keys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:    .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:    omfg....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:    Chris...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine :    she FART!ED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christne :    Jessamine laughed too much till she fart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine :  ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!: Chris, yr fart is laughing gas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine : hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine : that's a great discovery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:  i did tat once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:  laugh so hard i farted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!:  LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine :  we shud tell every1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!: omg, no pls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine : hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine : That happened to me once, a long long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Jessamine : haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Shit McGregor!: i had tat happen the other day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessamine : OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... actually there was loads loads more. but i lazy put it all up. it looks so easy but it involves a lot of work ok. and i had to delete all the ridiculous amounts of bimbotic ''lol''s and ''hahahahah''s. what the hell. I'm not feeling particularly funny today so i wont make my jokes. i think its the weather. bright sunny days are always getting me down. ok there was a joke in there somewhere. yay treasure hunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas. no i do not mean boobs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-8786322824425580247?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/8786322824425580247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=8786322824425580247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/8786322824425580247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/8786322824425580247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-had-interesting-msn-conversation.html' title='A Very Long Fickle Post pt.1'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-7122478959369063693</id><published>2008-12-03T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:37:29.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Feels Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WOOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OVAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! ITS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TAHM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; GET YER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PARTAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OWN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*Que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;borat's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* not. i don't know why but it just doesn't feel right. i don't think I'm the only one that feels that way. oh come on. I've been in school for more than 10 years (everyone is) and now they want me to suddenly stop and adopt a new routine? no thanks. but it cant be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll totally miss school.  shut up la close yr mouth the flies are going in. so shock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? i like school. seriously. what with all the teachers and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random person ''eh, how old are you ha? which school do you go to?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her highness, Alicia "17, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;smk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; green road."(sound curt huh? it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. that line is dead. i don't wanna start looking for a job or a uni yet OK! the world is a big bad place and i prefer to stay in school thank you very much. where everything is the same. where the teachers (both gender) are gradually getting bald, the canteen food are expensive and filthy, the classroom looks like a war zone, where everyone dress the same and also all my friends gather everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is about the only time i wished that i was more stupid (I'm actually a closet genius) and stayed behind in transition class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit i wanna stay in school! but then again I'm like totally flat broke (courtesy of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Abi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Jos's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday) i need a job. but i still want to stay in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But, Your Highness Alicia, you can go for form 6 right?'' same may inquire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''shut up have you not been reading?'' say i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hahahahahaahashitthatwassolamehahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i don wanna go for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; form 6 is cause all my friends wont be there. and they're all going to live they're jet-setting life and forget little &lt;s&gt;old&lt;/s&gt; young me. how la. dammit I'm feeling extremely depressed. i shall now binge on food. yes i am fat cause i get depressed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;riiiight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a completely different note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY DON'T LIKE YOU YOU STUPID BUTCH LESBIAN. this dislike is borderline on HATE. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; HATE you but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; just because wasting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;HATrEd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on you is just not worth it. this dislike is bout the same level as the feeling i have when i see people spit phlegm on the ground and i just happen to glance at it. yes, to me you're on the same level as a phlegm. (phlegm is that mucus that you hack up from your nose through your mouth and it is required for you to spit it out. you don spit it out you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; talk to me. disgusting i know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have absolutely nothing against homosexuals. i mean hey, its your life, live it as you see fit. but, BOY-OH-BOY-OH-BOY how i DISLIKE you. itchy hand. you look, sound, and even smell weird. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; laugh at me. look at yourself first. you are ridiculously disproportionate body and weird shaped head. good luck in life. seriously. i mean it. cause you're gonna really really need it. attempting suicide many times is not something brag about. it just means that you need mental help. stupid obnoxious freak. listening to your voice makes my skin crawl. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;asshol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have noticed that my updates are few and far in between. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;woots&lt;/span&gt; i feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;xiaxue&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;. since apparently no one reads my blog anyways so i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; see the point of updating random things for views. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;abi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;jos&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Hana&lt;/span&gt; thanks for reading my blog. here's 20sen, go play far far away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, just kidding. COME BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: the part bout the butch lesbian is completely random and i was just typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS. (in case i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; update on that day, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;abi&lt;/span&gt; would. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-7122478959369063693?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/7122478959369063693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=7122478959369063693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7122478959369063693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7122478959369063693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-feels-wrong.html' title='It Feels Wrong'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-2837281178931925060</id><published>2008-11-27T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:06:31.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Virgin Censors</title><content type='html'>watched the TWILIGHT MOVIE! woot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 2 MAJOR COMPLAINTS though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st and foremost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF KUCHING SO MANY ANNOYING FANGIRLS. shit it was so freaking annoying. i mean yes la u guys can swoon when Edward comes out. but DON'T DRAG IT OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like WOOOOwooooWOOO. omfg u guys ruin the move for me OK. and excuse me. is it wrong to ask them to shut up? i don't think so. you have to be there to understand. the girls behind us were practically hugging each other, whimpering and crying. i know cause I SAW. freaks. that does not make you cute or pretty. who are you guys putting on the show for? u think Edward will turn around and wink izit? you guys are fanning yourselves over i projected image. stupid cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just go WOo! den shut up. don't drown out the dialog la. ish! i pay 10bucks a ticket to fear stereotypical fangirls swoon. whoa. worth it? no think not. yes i just call you a stereotype! that's an insult(well to me it is. don call me stereotypical.). what? stupid fangirl brain cant process big words? go search it la. stupid memang stupid. yes i called you stupid, stupid. sheesh. effing pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GODDAMN MALAYSIAN CENSORSHIP BOARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell. they cut the love scene between Edward and Bella. O. MI. COD. that's like one of the most important part in the whole book OK!! and they cut it. see la! now i gotta &lt;s&gt;illegally&lt;/s&gt; download it off the net. wat the hell man. you'd think they cut it so that the Malaysian teenage population might not be so sex crazed and wont get any smart ideas. im sorry to say that ITS TOO EFFING LATE liao OK! why? why wanna cut it out? WHY??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. OK. my thoughts were that the movie was great for the budget range. it don't warrant the A-W-E-S-O-M-E rating for me. don't get me wrong, i freaking love twilight (the book) its just that i was soooo anticipating the movie that it kinda fell flat when i saw it. yes it was good. but not AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Having lost much of its bite transitioning to the big screen, &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt; will please its devoted fans, but do little for the uninitiated."&lt;br /&gt;-rotten tomatoes. taken from wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts exactly. &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://perezhilton.com/2008-11-22-so-we-saw-twilight-last-night"&gt;perezhilton thinks so too. &lt;/a&gt;its the pre-debut hype that spoilt it. the anticipation made people imagine that it was fantastic and many ignored the fact that they had an extremely low budget(wtf &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;37million &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;nia&lt;/span&gt;??). they were expecting the sky and moon but only got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;. too bad eh? maybe they'll jack up the budget for New Moon and it'll be AWESOME eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*warning Spoiler Alert! that is if u haven read New Moon.(omfg you haven't read New Moon?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a thought.they gave Rob Pattinson a raise for the next movie. but he was barely there in the book! how can??! why was everyone praising Edward? Bella was very good too. nyeh, the &lt;a href="http://http://www.answers.com/topic/green-eyed-monster"&gt;green eyed monster&lt;/a&gt; not very unpleasant huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is coming to an end!! celebration time! wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-2837281178931925060?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/2837281178931925060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=2837281178931925060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/2837281178931925060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/2837281178931925060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/11/stupid-virgin-censors.html' title='Stupid Virgin Censors'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-4682277811611418946</id><published>2008-11-26T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T03:51:54.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Impatient/Excited/Anxious/Slightly Disapointed, Select 2</title><content type='html'>as written I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; excited and anxious and impatient and also slightly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWILIGHT IN T MINUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFT OFF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MOTHEREFFER&lt;/span&gt;!! BOOM!!!!! *head explodes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, not really. but i really cant wait la!! *looks at clock and shouts* "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MOVEMOVEFASTERMOVEFASTERMOVEFASTER&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!''fine fine. I'm also looking forward to my est test! I'm not a freak. i just like English and associated subjects (maths not included. god i hate maths).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now documenting the fact that I'm so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; excited and shall compare to feelings after i watch the movie. hence the anxious and slightly disappointed feeling.the disappointment is for in case the movie sucks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please please don't suck. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;omfg&lt;/span&gt; i cannot be anticipating for a movie that suck. seriously. if the movie turns out to be a bust I'll just die. swear to god &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; just DROP TO THE FLOOR AND DIE. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;. no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not being melodramatic, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just-- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; i am. but you cant blame me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been keeping up with the movie development and now i don't even dare to go to celeb sites for fear on discovering whether it sucks or not. yes i am commited. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;omicod&lt;/span&gt; please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the point. CANT WAIT!! o yea.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt; will finally be able to come along! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!! no more modern day prisoner!! i wanna see the movie. I WANNA SEE IT NOW!!! *stomps feet* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;shouldn't&lt;/span&gt; have done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it be weird if i suddenly break into a song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; SUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-4682277811611418946?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/4682277811611418946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=4682277811611418946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/4682277811611418946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/4682277811611418946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-impatientexcitedanxiousslightly.html' title='I Am Impatient/Excited/Anxious/Slightly Disapointed, Select 2'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-949957112614496375</id><published>2008-11-19T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T06:01:27.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gutted</title><content type='html'>well.. there goes Jack eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you uk ebayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you postal services&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you malaysia's corrupted customs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to curse like a sailor and type out every single curse word i have ever heard/said, but then its crude to curse. so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant buy Jack online anymore. mostly because of the motherfucking (no intended typos, am really pissed) customs is so fucking unreliable. to those who are unfamiliar with the malaysian customs, let me tell you. they are a bunch of cock sucking motherfucking cibai idiots who steals things that captures their fancy. regardless on who bought it and whether its important or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who asked (&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://hana-hime.blogspot.com/"&gt;hana&lt;/a&gt;) this is Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQ3WhSpl54I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Q0XnZnimOh4/s1600-h/1376-47b3692fe09db.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQ3WhSpl54I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Q0XnZnimOh4/s400/1376-47b3692fe09db.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264099406896293762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no it is not ugly. u may find this hard to believe but i spent WEEKS looking for a phone and this is my IDEAL CHOICE. u may slam this phone as much as you want but i fucking LOVE this phone ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love love flip phones and especially 1 with music functions. this phone is awesome. my friend have if and seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-W-E-S-O-M-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no I'm not copying her, i liked it when i saw it in a magazine once. go search the net. its one of the best music phones on the market and i FUCKING CANT GET IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth. piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQ3WhgBCgjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/JVNe63Ymjwo/s1600-h/sonyericsson-w980-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQ3WhgBCgjI/AAAAAAAAAJo/JVNe63Ymjwo/s400/sonyericsson-w980-00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264099410484298290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it pretty...? *makes goo goo eyes at the pictures*&lt;br /&gt;i want this phone. i REALLY REALLY WANT THIS PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but too bad. i shall have to settle for a nokia phone that my mom bought for me. its blue tho. which makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to find any pics of my phone (well not the chio blue ones anyway only got pics of green and red. wtf opposite much?.) so i cant post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still pissed at stupid freakin malaysian customs that made me paranoid enough to completely dump the idea of buying hot gadgets online. stupid asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQ3Whg2V0CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/at0_1AQXa10/s1600-h/w980i-live-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQ3Whg2V0CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/at0_1AQXa10/s400/w980i-live-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264099410707861538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hands off idiot. dear &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://hana-hime.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hana&lt;/a&gt;, PLEASE BUY THIS PHONE and come back to malaysia so that i can go your house at night and steal it. which means i can get it for free. yay!!(you did not read that line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that i can get this phone before the factories stop making it, as in when it gets outdated, amen.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for all the cursing. no i do not curse as much in real life. only when im pissed. which was just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, have you notice the lack of people updating their blogs? or is it just me? mayb they're all cramming for stupid SPM too? and i think &lt;a href="http://thesuperficial.com/"&gt;thesuperficial&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://geekologi.com/"&gt;geekologi&lt;/a&gt; might close down since they only update a few post per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in the background)&lt;a href="http://hold-onto-mysanity.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Abi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; : NOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs* i don't know bout you but i feel draggy (draggy??!) these few days, so thats why i dont update even when i dont have exams. i think it has something to do with the wet weather. sigh. when too hot people complain. when always rain people complain. people are so hard to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s WOO HOO!!!!TWILIGHT IS COMING!!! will not be online watched the movie myself. again with my EFFING HATE SPOILERS habit. i don't want to risk accidentally reading bout how good/bad the movie is. personally i think the movie wont be able to live up to all the hype. by hype i meant phenomenon. its complete ridiculous how people go crazy bout it. i mean, i love it but i wont&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://http//thesuperficial.com/2008/11/robert_pattinson_attends_the_p.php"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;intentionally scratch my neck&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;till it bleeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to get attention from the cast at the autograph signing. CRAZY AMERICAN CHICKS. either that or &lt;s&gt;twilight cult leaders&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;i solute you&lt;/s&gt; hardcore fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall cease to exist from the internet for 1 week. i hope this wont ruin your lives. har.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-949957112614496375?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/949957112614496375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=949957112614496375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/949957112614496375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/949957112614496375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/11/gutted_19.html' title='Gutted'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQ3WhSpl54I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Q0XnZnimOh4/s72-c/1376-47b3692fe09db.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-8904647066215816057</id><published>2008-11-11T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T07:50:20.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTFuck!!!</title><content type='html'>OK.. i know i shouldn't be online or cursing. but the computer is just there and I'm no saint.. besides.. tomorrow we're having English. and we all know how that will work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in relation to title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FREAKIN HATE SPOILERS. like seriously! seriously!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will totally beat up anyone that tells me spoilers. whatever it is. as long as I'm interested the DO NOT TELL ME SPOILERS. freakin hell I'm pissed!!!!!! be it  books, games, heck, maybe even why that random girl got beat up. IF I'M INTERESTED THEN DON'T TELL ME!! aah what the hell, don't tell me even if i ask. just DO NOT TELL ME! theres a special hell for people who tell spoilers. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when you attempt to tell me a spoiler and u see me covering my ears and making humming noises&lt;/span&gt; (i can somehow muffle exterior noises and make my own voice very loud to my own ears. useful when I'm trying to block out noises. dunno how to explain that. anyone else can do that please let me know so that i know I'm not a freak. maybe will elaborate in another post)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am not being dramatic. i really don't want to know thank you very much. and if you continue repeating whatever if is I'll either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.) punch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b.) punch you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c.) punch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally i prefer c. swear to god i will and i don't care who u are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i can express my hatred for spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't look at me like I'm weird! i just have mixed up priorities. you're the weird one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good lord, I'm pissed. I'm now officially pissed. shit. well, someone will have a good night sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason I'm saying this is because i was on perezhilton (god, i love that fruit. if you're really stupid, fruit refers to a homosexual. and if u knew what i meant then, whoopy, give yourself a pat on the back) and i saw this entry about rob pattinson. well, duh I'm interested then when i scroll down reading random comments then suddenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTHEREFFING BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its right there. spoilers to breaking dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSE ME, SIR/MADAM ASS'OLE!! EVER HEARD OF "Warning:Spoiler Ahead"???i saw that one line and almost &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--almost-- &lt;/span&gt;did something violent. not my fault, thats a reflex action.  omicod. now that line is keep repeating in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** *** ********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** *** ********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** *** ********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B**** **T ****N***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decipher that!! HAH!! 'cos I'm not typing it out, i don't want god to hate me. UNLIKE YOU YOU STUPID ASS. and no i do not want to know what/how/when it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit please tell me that person was lying. i wan saving breaking dawn for AFTER spm. 'cos i know i'll get all obsessed and can't focus *guffaw* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;focus &lt;/span&gt;but now little MISS/MISTER ASS'OLE spoil it for me. god dammit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really shouldnt be cursing so much. or is it cussing? i do not care because i am pissed. i hate being pissed. thats when the voices come back. heh heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-8904647066215816057?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/8904647066215816057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=8904647066215816057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/8904647066215816057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/8904647066215816057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/11/wtfuck.html' title='WTFuck!!!'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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-4917545511488455723.post-3647572779309992036</id><published>2008-11-03T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T04:05:28.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY SORRY!!!!</title><content type='html'>sorry for always changing my link!!! will totally stop ow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although ciasayshitmcgregor sounds like broken english.. it should have been ciasaysshitmcgregor. yes there is a glaringly obvious problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i wont be updating for a month 'cos i have to concentrate on my studies. *guffaw* sp please, WHOEVER YOU ARE, (again, by you i meant &lt;a href="http://hana-hime.blogspot.com"&gt;hana&lt;/a&gt;) come back after a month when i start blogging and your life will have meaning again. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last post till 04/12~ wish me lotsa lotsa luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-3647572779309992036?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/3647572779309992036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=3647572779309992036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/3647572779309992036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/3647572779309992036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry-sorry.html' title='SORRY SORRY!!!!'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-7805321910995291792</id><published>2008-10-31T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T04:12:52.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Dammit!!!</title><content type='html'>I am now officially pissed at ebayers. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. let me tell you. if you are unfamiliar with the process of ebay then.. go crawl back under the rock in which you came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see, im now trying to buy a phone thru ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''but why, your majesty Alicia, cant you buy it locally?'' some may inquire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''because i want to la. sheesh. local phone stores charge a ridiculous amount for a pirated version of the phone i want." say i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna laugh cos im not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the phone i want, lets call it... Jack. love that name. ok, the local phone dealers can provide Jack for bout rm1300++ with warrenty and whatnot. but YOU GOTTA ADMIT UNLESS U GO TO OFFICIAL BRANDS DEALER THE PHONES YOU BUY IS 99.5% THE FAKE STUFF. so if the phone's warrenty will run out and all you have is a defective pirated phone. you may deny it but its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am trying to find cheap Jack overseas. (omg, ebay uk's prices for electronics are unbelieveable! so cheap  it gets your hopes up soooo mothereffing high. what??! 99pence for Jack/ipod touch/psp slim???? you have GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no. they kid you not. FYI, the STARTING BID is at 99pence. so then i inquire bout the shipping fee. surprise surprise, the damn sellers (yes more than 1) does not ship Jack outside uk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, fine. there must be more right? so i look and look. then some of the sellers are willing to post to malaysia! WHOOOPY!! not. why? cos since they are willing to ship overseas then the other country's buyers will also find out and will be watching the item like a pervert watching young girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHEN THE BIDDING ALMOST ENDS, THE EFFING PRICES ARE JACKED UP TO BOUT 300POUNDS! what the.... and guess what? THE WINNING BID GOES TO A UK EBAYER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.(no misspelling here. cos im really pissed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BUY FROM SOMEONE WHO IS UNWILLING TO SHIP LA. they usually state that they dont ship on the item description page. the uk bidders will increase the bidding price and jacking it up till ABOVE AND OVER MY BUDGET. god dammit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hana-hime.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hana&lt;/a&gt;. you are so lucky that you're in US. they are more than willing to ship there. i think they think Msia is a third world country with people living in trees and wooden computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack, o Jack. How you elude me so...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw another Jack that sold for 500pounds. crazy arr. not even limited edition and still bid. this proves it. angmohs are crazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-7805321910995291792?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/7805321910995291792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=7805321910995291792&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7805321910995291792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7805321910995291792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/10/god-dammit.html' title='God Dammit!!!'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-5823963261811002923</id><published>2008-10-29T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T06:22:58.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flckle Fickle Me</title><content type='html'>i just realized that the past few post in my blog is all bout guys.. all different but all hot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BAE&lt;/span&gt; YONG JUN IS HOT OK NO MATTER WHAT U SAY!by you i mean &lt;a href="http://hana-hime.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, fickle fickle me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH EXCUSE ME &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HIAO&lt;/span&gt; OK! i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; (can never seem to spell that word right. EVER.) the gift that god bestowed on us. *ahem*. super short post cos i just relized the ''many guys post'' issue. b4 some1 tells me so. not u chen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-5823963261811002923?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/5823963261811002923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=5823963261811002923&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5823963261811002923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5823963261811002923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/10/flckle-fickle-me.html' title='Flckle Fickle Me'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-3630706952803720049</id><published>2008-10-28T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:33:17.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Shit McGregor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read that line from a book.there's this lady whose mom calls a politician Shit McGregor. which i think its hilarious(cos i'm cool that way) and i'm gonna use this phase as an expression cos thats how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... there was this 1 time i watch Vanity Fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfRG7jTgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iS5UtRAKICo/s1600-h/vanity_fair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfRG7jTgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iS5UtRAKICo/s400/vanity_fair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209068384341506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST cos rob pattinson is in it, omg la i, like, watch almost everything that has either kirsten stewart (bella) o rob pattinson(edward) in it.. (example panic room, catch that kid, vanity fair, harry potter, etc. some1 please come up with a cure to twilight. please and thank you.) and i saw an irish greek god(wtf??! irish and greek? diversity, much?) that caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcep4Z9rbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xmtaCE0LZpc/s1600-h/11gofrobertpattinson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcep4Z9rbI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xmtaCE0LZpc/s400/11gofrobertpattinson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262208394470469042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see there?? hottie in red? WAT THE HELL LA. HOTTIE IS NOT HIM OK! HOTTIE IS SOMEONE ELSE. HOTTIE CANNOT BE USED TO DESCRIBE HIM OK! HE TOTALLY INVENTED THE WORD!(but yes, he is hot. so therefore qualify as a hottie. shit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but your majesty Alicia, i cant really see his face. i humbly request that for a clearer picture of him, that is if you don't mind." some might say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/user/My%20Documents/downloaded%20stuff/jonathan_rhys_meyers_97.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''k la k la! i'll let u see him la!" say i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg!hahahahhahahahahahthatwasfunnylahahahahahashutup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see there? 1st on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfdsmtKlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FS9Kz7quP8c/s1600-h/MV5BMTM0MTkxMTk5M15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNTIwNzM3._V1._SX485_SY322_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfdsmtKlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FS9Kz7quP8c/s400/MV5BMTM0MTkxMTk5M15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNTIwNzM3._V1._SX485_SY322_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209284655884882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh my god la!!! totally ''because i'm chuck bass'' expression ok! (thats from gossip girl to those ignorent ppl who are living under a rock) his name is Jonathan Rhys Meyers. thats his stage name. his real name is Who Cares When U Look Like That. the others are ok but he is a scene stealer. he is so damn hot infactit ques the HOLY SHIT MCGREGOR! expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at him... just look at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfRMN1NCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rJ-W999jwNE/s1600-h/MV5BMTI1Mjc3MTk4NF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNTUwNzM3._V1._SX485_SY316_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfRMN1NCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rJ-W999jwNE/s400/MV5BMTI1Mjc3MTk4NF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNTUwNzM3._V1._SX485_SY316_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209069803189282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the irish would say "gads, 'es blardy 'ot inne?'' i hope i got that right. YES HE IS FREAKIN IRISH! can u say hot+hot?. ok that was lame ignore that part. moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few weeks later, i watched a movie called Bend It Like Beckham (which was awesome btw, totally recomend it to anyone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcl9uXIpoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/x34eJYATeSs/s1600-h/beckham_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 436px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcl9uXIpoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/x34eJYATeSs/s400/beckham_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262216431953028738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess who is also in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQco7gzcH_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/NIi8P8IAlt0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQco7gzcH_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/NIi8P8IAlt0/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262219692488794098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see him?? next to keira knightly!!! no? too blur?? ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQco47SznPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Mn9vLMQn3mM/s1600-h/Image21.17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQco47SznPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Mn9vLMQn3mM/s400/Image21.17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262219648060071154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ARRRRGGGGHHH!!! again he's here!! in football! with a thick irish accent.(in vanity fair he had a british accent) clean cut too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcequccc5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Bam--wLAhZc/s1600-h/content_jonathan-rhys-meyers_gallery_jonathan+rhys+meyers_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcequccc5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Bam--wLAhZc/s400/content_jonathan-rhys-meyers_gallery_jonathan+rhys+meyers_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262208408976389010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at him! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfQpzCwkI/AAAAAAAAAHc/61KlfQFg-58/s1600-h/Jonathan+Rhys+Meyers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfQpzCwkI/AAAAAAAAAHc/61KlfQFg-58/s400/Jonathan+Rhys+Meyers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209060564025922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was totally hot in there. i keep waiting for him to take his shirt off(its a movie bout sports, its expected. me no pervert!!) but was sadly dissapointed. and he has THE most lightest grey eyes ever.. or is it blue? it changes. i said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does he kinda look familiar..? like certain late someone...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HINT : Blue suede shoes!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfQXB8YgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/p4TR35cUxzM/s1600-h/elvis93459_D03998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfQXB8YgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/p4TR35cUxzM/s400/elvis93459_D03998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209055526248962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQceqccks9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/QEbW0fgrz9g/s1600-h/073107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQceqccks9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/QEbW0fgrz9g/s400/073107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262208404145091538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yea!!! the king of rock~~ damn, he's hot. he got an award for playing him too. the resemblence is almost uncanny...  lucky he wont get fat and get a drug problem. well, he was in rehad for alcohol abuse last year tho. but no matter. thats all in the past, still bloody hot tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. as expected for a twilight &lt;s&gt;fanatic cult follower&lt;/s&gt; reader, i shall dub him worthy of being edward. what? u cant see him as edward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcmU3_Q9bI/AAAAAAAAAIs/A0DyjU5J9yM/s1600-h/jonathan_rhys_meyers_97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcmU3_Q9bI/AAAAAAAAAIs/A0DyjU5J9yM/s400/jonathan_rhys_meyers_97.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262216829674255794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi edward!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcl-O1FAAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tNONTMaPPSQ/s1600-h/jonathan_rhys_meyers_96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcl-O1FAAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tNONTMaPPSQ/s400/jonathan_rhys_meyers_96.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262216440668553218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi outside edward in black shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfQs34I2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/31WJ7TxVMxs/s1600-h/meyers-hugo01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfQs34I2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/31WJ7TxVMxs/s400/meyers-hugo01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262209061389607778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi edward in fangirls' edited pic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcl9o5VbXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jMf7InnFNt0/s1600-h/jonathan_rhys_meyers_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcl9o5VbXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jMf7InnFNt0/s400/jonathan_rhys_meyers_05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262216430485859698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcl9wNdR8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/-g1PqXmCxuY/s1600-h/jonathan_rhys_meyers_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcl9wNdR8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/-g1PqXmCxuY/s400/jonathan_rhys_meyers_07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262216432449308610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's sooo pretty in a musculine way. dont u think? damn he's hot. i am now done with this post. i'm not sorry if there is too many pictures. there can never be too much eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s - cant wait for the new james bond movie, not for the movie tho, just cant wait for the ah lians and ah bengs to pronounce ''quantum of solace".  qun-toom of so-la-chi. woot!! i shall quiz them on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her majesty Alicia : hey, have u seen the new 007 movie yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random lian/beng : haiyo! oledi see loh! the car sibeh un!! the guy face like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*quietly fumes*(i love daniel craig)her majesty Alicia : izit??! what's the name of the movie? i wanna but the dvd/go watch too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lian/beng : kuntum solachi la! u dunno meh? u read inglish leh lidat oso dono!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahaha.not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQceqvICH0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/UyDIjcQpNn4/s1600-h/content_jonathan-rhys-meyers_gallery_jonathan+rhys+meyers_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQceqvICH0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/UyDIjcQpNn4/s400/content_jonathan-rhys-meyers_gallery_jonathan+rhys+meyers_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262208409159212866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he's so damn cute when he smiles. my goodness... *fans self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-3630706952803720049?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/3630706952803720049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=3630706952803720049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/3630706952803720049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/3630706952803720049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/10/holy-shit-mcgregor.html' title='Holy Shit McGregor'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SQcfRG7jTgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iS5UtRAKICo/s72-c/vanity_fair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-7414601625634322324</id><published>2008-10-25T04:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T04:07:35.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There Is Something Wrong With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;ok... as you may have know by now.. im a normal &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17 year old&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;girl with normal interests and normal hobbies. completely normal, well, except for that insanity streak that runs in my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. but theres something wrong with me. im sorry but i have to say something about it. cos apparently admitting the problem is the 1st part of solving it, right..? im young girl is easily influenced by my surroundings and will make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to apologize to my friends, who all have to support me through these tough times..but if you want to withdraw your friendship i will understand. i apologize to my family who will still have to call me "family" when this gets out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all i want to beg forgiveness from my mom. who i hope will overlook this problem of mine and will love me regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. here's my problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.. *takes deep breath*...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BAE YONG JUN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMShUFsSWeI/AAAAAAAAABU/3_FR3_nJNqc/s1600-h/pic01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243493232663484898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMShUFsSWeI/AAAAAAAAABU/3_FR3_nJNqc/s320/pic01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;!!!! THERE I SAID IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorrysorrysorrysorry sorry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry mummy!!!! I KNOW U SAID HE'S YOURS BUT I CANT HELP IT PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMSj9fHsP-I/AAAAAAAAABk/TjUKz7Z1Oh8/s1600-h/pic06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243496142887206882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMSj9fHsP-I/AAAAAAAAABk/TjUKz7Z1Oh8/s320/pic06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not auntie! pls! TOI! SHINDIIE!!! DON ABANDON ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMSkLD4MeOI/AAAAAAAAABs/hb-UcAj4zBU/s1600-h/pic03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243496376092621026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMSkLD4MeOI/AAAAAAAAABs/hb-UcAj4zBU/s320/pic03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im not the only teenage girl that thinks he bloody freakin hot ok.. but im now admitting it! so please admire my honesty and dont think im auntie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer him before his winter sonata days.. with his slightly crooked teeth and WEARING SUITS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMT2ZyRPS6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PhxheqsAib0/s1600-h/byj.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243586789017340834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMT2ZyRPS6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PhxheqsAib0/s320/byj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;see... crooked teeth.. *swoons*&lt;translation hotelier="" watching="" finish="" just="" i=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/translation&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMT27IjyWMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0Ctty79z-IQ/s1600-h/yong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243587361936398530" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMT27IjyWMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0Ctty79z-IQ/s320/yong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;translation hotelier="" watching="" finish="" just="" i=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys. this is how you should fit into a business suit.&lt;br /&gt;erm.... not his best picture. but i cant find his "hottie from hotelier in suits" pictures and i cant seem to be able to find a less gay picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;i think i may or may not have lowered your opinion of me.. &lt;/translation&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMUTx1dGISI/AAAAAAAAACM/bpTvdbptPC4/s1600-h/20080319025943658h1_031511_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243619088026444066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMUTx1dGISI/AAAAAAAAACM/bpTvdbptPC4/s320/20080319025943658h1_031511_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;translation hotelier="" watching="" finish="" just="" i=""&gt;but seriously, dont you think he's hot..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/translation&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMUTyNiALuI/AAAAAAAAACU/-KDzj15Dy8k/s1600-h/bae_yong_jun.thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243619094489476834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 228px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMUTyNiALuI/AAAAAAAAACU/-KDzj15Dy8k/s320/bae_yong_jun.thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"but your majesty, he looks like a middle-aged soccer mom," some might say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WHAT THE FKUC IS WRONG WITH YOU??! u half blind is it?! you've got shit smeared in your eyes is it?! stupid, tasteless idiot. his hot ok. standing at at least 6'' tall (his height alone is pretty damn sexy. u think asia so easy find 180+cm guys izit?) and his &lt;s&gt;used to be crooked&lt;/s&gt; smile &lt;s&gt;is&lt;/s&gt; IS pretty damn hot. STILL DON THINK SO? U WAIT TILL HE TAKES OFF HIS CLOTHES LA SEE WHETHER HE STILL LOOKS LIKE A WOMAN OR NOT! *fumes*. eh, seriously, if he were to come up to you and say '' lets go and get jiggy with it &lt;s&gt;nanananananana&lt;/s&gt;." i bet even you (whoever that thinks he looks like female transvestite, fkuc u by the way) will follow him wherever he go ok! regardless whether you're male o female.. and no! he is not girlie o feminine, its called metrosexual. women wants equal rights in the work place and be taken seriously, so does men, they want to look pretty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMUPLAZjy8I/AAAAAAAAACE/MwlrW5ZMKGg/s1600-h/bau-hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243614022902991810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMUPLAZjy8I/AAAAAAAAACE/MwlrW5ZMKGg/s320/bau-hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"dont look at me, you cant understand my beauty"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok la. his acting is pretty good too. he's not like some eye candy that just appear on screen and say his few lines. im not a sadist but i looooove to see him cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, i just lowered your opinion of me again didn't i. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall leave before i say anything weird again. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODDLES BITHCES~~&lt;translation hotelier="" watching="" finish="" just="" i=""&gt;&lt;/translation&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-7414601625634322324?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/7414601625634322324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=7414601625634322324&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7414601625634322324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/7414601625634322324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-is-something-wrong-with-me.html' title='There Is Something Wrong With Me'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMShUFsSWeI/AAAAAAAAABU/3_FR3_nJNqc/s72-c/pic01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-635335745325883273</id><published>2008-10-23T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T07:28:40.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly To The Sky</title><content type='html'>i came across a &lt;a href="http://petiteceongsa.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; its very interesting if you ignore the bad grammar.. it has quite a lot about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; entertainment industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found something when i visited the s&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ite&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE  FLY TO THE SKY!!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SATU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SATUSATUYIYIYI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe5LWwZ3MI/AAAAAAAAAE0/C7erUOrlCzA/s1600-h/post-382114-1136653014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe5LWwZ3MI/AAAAAAAAAE0/C7erUOrlCzA/s400/post-382114-1136653014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244363895834533058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly to the sky is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; duo that sings like angels and not hard on the eyes either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. exaggeration aside.. they are really really good. ok la i know that they're kinda old already but who cares right. i quote "music knows no age gender or trends, just Mcdonald's." end quote. who said that? &lt;a href="http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com"&gt;THE MIGHTY ALMIGHTY LA!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe3QdiYzvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XfzosBhzHn0/s1600-h/ererwerwerpo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe3QdiYzvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XfzosBhzHn0/s400/ererwerwerpo5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244361784530882290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they mostly sing ballads and slow songs (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they the same thing?) and they harmonize together really really well.&lt;br /&gt;the duo consist of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;american&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; raised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the other one is a native &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe3Qd3xTbI/AAAAAAAAADs/paoFwYZh8dE/s1600-h/060203_ftts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe3Qd3xTbI/AAAAAAAAADs/paoFwYZh8dE/s400/060203_ftts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244361784620567986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cash cow is apparently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hwanhee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, u can hardly blame them for it, apparently he was called the voice of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;korea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. as much as i love them, i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hwanhee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (whose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; name is fanny.WTF&lt;wtf?&gt;) is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;overated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. yes la his voice is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;FREAKIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; FABULOUS and extremely deep (i call that kinda voice the sex voice)but i think its a bit nasal. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I CANT BELIEVE I SAID THAT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;PLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; DON SUE ME!&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;ironically fanny looks like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;eurasian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; looks like the native (sounds like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. but i like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe6-su7WDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ddTEPMbPrVI/s1600-h/brianjj.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe6-su7WDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ddTEPMbPrVI/s400/brianjj.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244365877418874930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe6-3VEycI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nF7Dgo4NX3c/s1600-h/briankk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe6-3VEycI/AAAAAAAAAFU/nF7Dgo4NX3c/s400/briankk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244365880263231938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt; he looks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; adorable la can?!&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fanny is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe5AnQVPgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MfVFMD_d6-U/s1600-h/792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe5AnQVPgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MfVFMD_d6-U/s400/792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244363711284854274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/wtf?&gt;*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe4cXOjVzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kyVw2GhAnv0/s1600-h/hwanheemashisoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe4cXOjVzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kyVw2GhAnv0/s400/hwanheemashisoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244363088507131698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;I TAKE THAT BACK &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; FANNY SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;FREAKIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HOT!!!! WHATS WRONG WITH HIM WHY SO PERFECT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;LIDAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SURE HE HAS SMALL PENIS (once again i cant believe i actually typed that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; don sue me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;hwanhee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fans)&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe4cBh678I/AAAAAAAAAEU/EooAmgspziU/s1600-h/FTTS6_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe4cBh678I/AAAAAAAAAEU/EooAmgspziU/s400/FTTS6_20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244363082682789826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this song called PI which means blood in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;korean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that the faint hearted shouldn't listen too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; "i feel you, i can always feel you" (!!!) *bawls!*.&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;oh my cod its like so damn romantic you don even have to understand what they're saying to think its romantic. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the only line that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;. and my personal favourite is '' sea of love" its very catchy. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;disapointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with the video. it reminds me of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;backstreetboys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; video.&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;shit i love that song &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. why is the video so shit? anyway, as i said before, they sing mostly ballads and romantic r&amp;amp;b. most of them is mushy lovesick love songs that are REALLY REALLY NICE. LISTEN TO ME I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LIE THE SONGS ARE REALLY NICE. LISTEN OR PAY ME MONEY&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;also a notable one is called ''Let Us Love'' feat gummy.&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;and another one is "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;saranghae&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;AND ANOTHER FAV OF MINE NAME "Gravity". WTF. SO FREAKIN NICE OK!!!!&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;the song ''in your dreams'' feat the legendary H.O.T is TOO SEXY FOR ME. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;lidat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;oso&lt;/span&gt; got?) the only two  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lines that were sang is somewhat lewd&lt;ls&gt;. i cant believe they actually said that. i'm not even gonna look for the translation. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;ls&gt;eh, why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;korean&lt;/span&gt; so many singing talents ha? and they all so damn good-looking one. well, at least the famous ones are all hot la.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; KOREA GIVE SOME OF YOUR TALENTS TO JAPAN CAN? as much as i hate to admit, the majority of famous bands and singers from japan all can't really sing and mostly work as eye candy with no significant substance in their voices. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;OMFG&lt;/span&gt; PLEASE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt; SUE ME &lt;a href="http://hana-hime.blogspot.com/"&gt;HANA &lt;/a&gt;PLEASE DON'T SUE ME JAPANESE MUSIC FANS PLEASE DON'T SUE ME.) oh yeah, except for the girls, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; they so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; damn gorgeous and can really sing.&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;ls&gt;examples: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;yuna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;ito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SM8-XbuL-eI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ptc8PScnTak/s1600-h/yuna-ito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SM8-XbuL-eI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ptc8PScnTak/s400/yuna-ito.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246480663209310690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;YUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;wtf?&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;/wtf?&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SM8-XFuZ5CI/AAAAAAAAAF8/an4H2HdwZ5w/s1600-h/yui4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SM8-XFuZ5CI/AAAAAAAAAF8/an4H2HdwZ5w/s400/yui4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246480657304642594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also melody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SM9ANp0FLXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VLg79zw8YJg/s1600-h/ready-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SM9ANp0FLXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VLg79zw8YJg/s400/ready-front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246482694216691058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok, i have come to a conclusion, either the japanese plastic surgeons are half god half miracle workers, no part human. or there's definitely something on the water of japan that affects the female hormones. I WANTS A BOTTLE OF WATER FROM JAPAN PLS! damn, im easy to please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ls&gt;i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;realized&lt;/span&gt; that i got too much pictures from the net of Fly To The Sky so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; just copy paste everything to the below.&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ls&gt;&lt;/ls&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe4cLEccmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wz0oaRBjpJg/s1600-h/ftts070529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 457px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe4cLEccmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wz0oaRBjpJg/s400/ftts070529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244363085243511394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fanny on the left, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;brian&lt;/span&gt; on the right. both pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe4b8rYMbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aHZsD1xEXz0/s1600-h/fly-to-the-sky-recollection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe4b8rYMbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aHZsD1xEXz0/s400/fly-to-the-sky-recollection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244363081380278706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone really should pay me for uploading these pictures la. of at least nominate (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nominate&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; me for sainthood or something. but i want the money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last picture to end this post. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe8kHjJc3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/jDkI68YYAVM/s1600-h/Fly+to+the+Sky+uni+Saranghae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe8kHjJc3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/jDkI68YYAVM/s400/Fly+to+the+Sky+uni+Saranghae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244367619784012658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;FREAKIN&lt;/span&gt; HELL. SO CUTE. I WANT MY MONEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-635335745325883273?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/635335745325883273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=635335745325883273&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/635335745325883273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/635335745325883273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-came-across-blog-its-very-interesting.html' title='Fly To The Sky'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMe5LWwZ3MI/AAAAAAAAAE0/C7erUOrlCzA/s72-c/post-382114-1136653014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-5024937497546973597</id><published>2008-10-17T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:25:49.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?? No One Reads My Blog??! *gasp!*</title><content type='html'>well. no surprise there.. since i barely told 5 people that i actually have a blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also the reason why, as of yet, i don have a c-box. i mean seriously who the hell am i suppose to chat with? u arr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o my single lonely lonely reader (or is it just me?). its just you and me against the world now. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? EVEN U, MY ONE AND ONLY READER, DON WANT ME?? who? &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;xiaxue&lt;/a&gt;?! WHAT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wha...? ... rather her than me? ...'cos she's prettier...? ...lives is singapore...? IS THAT A REASON??!*ROARS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bashes head repeatedly on keyboard* oh, look. well, lucky my keyboard is water resistant eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-5024937497546973597?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/5024937497546973597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=5024937497546973597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5024937497546973597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/5024937497546973597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-no-one-reads-my-blog-gasp.html' title='WHAT?? No One Reads My Blog??! *gasp!*'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-8227714355622842161</id><published>2008-10-17T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:12:02.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Full-Out Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. ask anyone that know me.. when i'm infatuated by something, i don't do it halfway. seriously. be it an anime, a drama, a character from a movie, an actor or actress, singers or bands, and even electronics, you name it, i've probably been obsessed with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this particular THING has practically taken over my life. not a good thing seeing that its so close to the final exam of my middleschool life. but the heart wants what the heart wants right? it may not be surprising to u but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt; THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; TWILIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SPhf3PEWqFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PmTsm-vL_Lo/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 512px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SPhf3PEWqFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PmTsm-vL_Lo/s400/twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258057967497291858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;what the fkcu is that the maximum size of the font?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;color suits the book no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"apa itu twilight, your majesty Alicia?" some may ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"you're online. search yourself" says i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLHAHAHAHAHILIRAIOUSHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;shut up alicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;anyway, you may put the blame on &lt;a href="http://imperfectionistas.blogspot.com"&gt;zoe&lt;/a&gt;. my family thought i was part crazy when i was raving bout the book. and guess what? i out and bought one myself (i read it first on my psp. ebooks rocks!!) and guess who's in &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; infatuation too? my whole family. yup. both my sisters but not my mom tho. its weird if that happens. and definately not my dad. 'cos i honestly think its not possible. its like a contagious infection and a chain reaction soon followed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imperfectionistas.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imperfectionistas.blogspot.com"&gt;ZOE&lt;/a&gt; MADE ME READ IT THEN I WENT NUTS AND MADE &lt;a href="http://hold-onto-mysanity.blogspot.com/"&gt;ABI &lt;/a&gt;TO READ IT THEN SHE WENT BONKERS AND MADE &lt;a href="http://ammyslaw.blogspot.com/"&gt;AMMY&lt;/a&gt; TO READ IT THEN SHE WENT BEJESUS AND ASK &lt;a href="http://hana-hime.blogspot.com/"&gt;HANNAH &lt;/a&gt;TO READ IT AND SHE WILL SOON ASK HER SISTER TO READ IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that also include jessamine. heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;all credit goes to me. no &lt;a href="http://imperfectionistas.blogspot.com"&gt;zoe&lt;/a&gt;, blame goes to u credit goes to me. its different that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;seriously la. i love TWILIGHT. i caught myself staring into space 5 time thinking bout the book (more than 5 times actually but i dunno how much 'cos i cant count higher than that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;please twilight fans. stop flaming robert pattinson. u think so easy find perfect male human specimen that has chemistry with kirsten stewart izit? no it is not easy. the actors will have to meet the approval of the author and if she, who created them in the first place, gives them the O.K then i don't see the reason that we, the &lt;s&gt;fanatics cult following&lt;/s&gt; fans, should accept that and not give robert pattinson such a hard time. im sure he'll play the role nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;though i think tom sturridge OS SO MOTHERFCUKIN PERFECT FOR EDWARD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*coughs* yes. i know many manypeople said that already and i'm just stating it here to show that i agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"who is tom sturridge, your highness alicia. and is he hot?" some may ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"you're online. search yourself, and yes, he is hot." says i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;muahahahahahahahahafunnyla!!hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i should seriously stop doing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ABI I KNOW YOU'RE READING THIS CREDIT ME LIAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-8227714355622842161?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/8227714355622842161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=8227714355622842161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/8227714355622842161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/8227714355622842161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-full-out-obsession_17.html' title='My First Full-Out Obsession'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SPhf3PEWqFI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PmTsm-vL_Lo/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-2594168898807026966</id><published>2008-10-16T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T02:48:05.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS THE TITLE SAYS A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO &lt;a href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JOYCELYN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CHONG the self proclaimed pink princess&lt;/span&gt;. who is &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;also known as &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;sjos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;fat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;pui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://princessjos.blogspot.com/"&gt;also known to close friends as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TOI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TOI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. which means... *coughs* .. who cares right? it sounds cute. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO U STUPID &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;STRANGERS&lt;/span&gt; CANNOT CALL HER THAT. ITS A PET NAME. U DUNNO WHAT IT MEANS DEN DON USE IT. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;CIBIA&lt;/span&gt; ARR!) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;*phew* glad we made that clear.. moving on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hope we'll be friends forever and ever and ever and i can tell your kids&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"your mom &lt;s&gt;still thinks&lt;/s&gt; thought that she was really a princess. *barf*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;may u grow thinner and thinner by the years and will eventually look like an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;asian&lt;/span&gt; stick insect. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. kidding kidding!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; la... may u grow fatter and fatter as the years pass. better now? (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;somehow that doesn't sound right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ah well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SPdIzyV0EFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ycVtKSJcO2w/s1600-h/DSC02450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SPdIzyV0EFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ycVtKSJcO2w/s400/DSC02450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257751144502136914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;happy "miiiieee", indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;dis is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jos&lt;/span&gt;. ...good god i wish i still have pics of u when u were fat... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i had to steal this from yr blog.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. not pretty i know.. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;was my intention.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;..  wish i had my phone back.. WHOEVER STOLE MY PHONE I WAN MY MEMO CARD BACK U &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;BITHC&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;BASTADR&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;OK LA!! MOVING ON LA.. STILL PISSED. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;CIBIA&lt;/span&gt; ARR!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;its in pink u stupid bimbo now thank me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;toodles&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-2594168898807026966?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/2594168898807026966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=2594168898807026966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/2594168898807026966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/2594168898807026966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-jos.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOS!!!'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SPdIzyV0EFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ycVtKSJcO2w/s72-c/DSC02450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4917545511488455723.post-710154021544153125</id><published>2008-08-15T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T02:37:47.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chairman's Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok.. 1st entry is always introduction crap that people dont care about. so listen up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me is 17 year old ppl.. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... not funny.. but there are reasons that i started a blog...  since it sounds more interesting then a  self introduction.. i shall do that instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i seriously need to improve my typing skills&lt;br /&gt;ok.. not really the best reason but i think its really the most pressing matter that i hav to attend to.. lol haha.. i mean im already 17 year old GIRL and its not legal to not be able to not really be able to type like ppl owe u money while staring at the screen..&lt;br /&gt;i remember back when i was in form 1, there was this cyber cafe where kids were hagging out near my school and that day i say this girl TYPING IN CHINESE REAL REAL FAST AND DONT EVEN HAVE TO CHECK THE KEYBOARD! WHOA!!... ok back than i was pretty damn sakai.. moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i have opinions and i need to be heard!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think im old enough to be heard when i want to.. and not have anyone say, "adults talking, children keep quite". ook fine.. i've kept quiet..&lt;s&gt; ok maybe back then my opinions dont make sense and people asks me to shut up for good reason *ahem*&lt;/s&gt; so now its time for u to open your ears and hear me roar!!!&lt;s&gt;miao&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- Peer pressure. wtf man... it seems that ALMOST everyone i know has a blog.. ok.. except the somewhat outdated old aunties that shouts on the handphone cos apparently the phone is small so therefore, the person on the other line might not be able to hear u.. &lt;s&gt;eh auntie! not everyone needs to know how u cook your special  nyonya orr kueh, ok!&lt;/s&gt;  back to topic.. u may think that i submit into peer pressure, well u do too.. (ok.. unless yr that sad girl who sits alone from my class then yr excluded..) heck! if samson is any more smarter i bet he'll oso start a blog too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMAD1y9H2gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anhRjWZXfp8/s1600-h/DSCN3731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMAD1y9H2gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anhRjWZXfp8/s320/DSCN3731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242194189005347330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and Behold!! this is Samson!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again there are ppl who start blogs with less intelligence than him so i guess he can start one too.. har-di-harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg.. u see that picture up there..? i think i spent like half an hour adding it and another half hour deleting the many many copies that i unknowingly added.. then another 15 minutes figuring out how to continue.. walao &lt;a href="http://pinkiiejos.blogspot.com/"&gt;jos&lt;/a&gt;.. u so blur oso can upload so many pics?? RESPECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSE ME LO.. im not computer dumbsas ditz that foams at the mouth when someone mentions the initials HTML but i have never watch or even attempt to see how ppl blogged.. haha..! me no computer dumbsas ditz, just blogger dumbsas ditz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. i think thats it. I THINK! anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today folks!! stay tuned next time for "OMFG ALICIA IS A GENIUS SOMEONE HURRY PAY HER FOR BREATHING!!".. so good evening and goodnight!! &lt;s&gt;shut up btich&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4917545511488455723-710154021544153125?l=ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/feeds/710154021544153125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4917545511488455723&amp;postID=710154021544153125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/710154021544153125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4917545511488455723/posts/default/710154021544153125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ciasaysshitmcgregor.blogspot.com/2008/08/chairmans-introduction.html' title='The Chairman&apos;s Introduction'/><author><name>Cia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902675735588876998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1HVZ-bdn6XM/SMAD1y9H2gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/anhRjWZXfp8/s72-c/DSCN3731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
