<?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-5418466606816403310</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:00:12.999+08:00</updated><category term='americas next top model 7'/><title type='text'>Madness</title><subtitle type='html'>Nadia.
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American idol.
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YOU! if you're my friend! :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-478061597781366262</id><published>2007-07-03T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:00:47.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RELINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HEY ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RELINK ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shespretending.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://shespretending.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-478061597781366262?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/478061597781366262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=478061597781366262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/478061597781366262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/478061597781366262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/07/relink.html' title='RELINK'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-8747715098936527750</id><published>2007-07-02T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:00:43.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RokE8AsMElI/AAAAAAAAApw/YV8A94EYM1U/s1600-h/Exercise.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082599083488318034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RokE8AsMElI/AAAAAAAAApw/YV8A94EYM1U/s320/Exercise.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so i accidentally found a really cool page that showed easy ways of burning 50 calories! each activity burns 50 calories. do 10 of these activities a day for a whole week and you would have burn 3,500 calories that amount of calories burn is almost equal to a whole pound! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;talk to a friend on the phone for 25 minutes standing up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grab a friend—or an athletic dog—and play Frisbee for 15 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to remember all those childhood rhymes you used to recite while jumping rope for 4 ½ minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wiggle your hips while you learn to hula dance for 10 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare and cook dinner for 20 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat that dinner standing up at the counter while reading the latest issue of of your favourite magazine for 22 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don’t leave the kitchen in that state—wash dishes for 20 minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start the day off on a bright note by flossing and brushing your teeth for 18 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salute the sun, assume the downward dog pose, and find inner peace by practicing yoga for 18 minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave your home looking tidy. Make the beds for 22 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;While you’re feeling domestic, finish up the laundry by folding clothes for 21 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make sure your outfit is looking appropriately pressed and professional by ironing for 20 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you’re lucky enough to live close to the office/school, leave the car at home and walk there (at four mph) for nine minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk up stairs for five minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoy some old-fashioned fun. Grab a deck of cards and play a competitive game of Go Fish for 26 minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid the temptation to text or e-mail. Take a more personal approach by hand-writing notes to friends you haven’t spoken to in a while (for 25 minutes). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pamper yourself with a pre-date manicure. do your nails for45minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You want to pick out the perfect outfit. And of course, that requires trying on—and rejecting—several options for 22 minutes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put your best face forward—put on your makeup for 22 minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hit the dance floor and demonstrate your swing-dancing moves for 10 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;show off your sensual side by giving someone a massage for 11 minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Move things right along … cozy up on the couch and make out like teenagers for 42 minutes.(42MINUTES!?! BOY, THATS LONG)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Head behind closed doors for more intimate activity. (We don’t need to tell you what to do, just keep the pace vigorous for 30 minutes.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Push a grocery cart around the store while loading up on your week’s food supply (for 19 minutes).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now that you’ve unearthed an entire colony of dust bunnies that used to live under the couch, you’d better vacuum for 18 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HMM.. PRETTY SIMPLE YEAH?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOVE MUCH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-8747715098936527750?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/8747715098936527750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=8747715098936527750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8747715098936527750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8747715098936527750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-okay-so-i-accidentally-found-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RokE8AsMElI/AAAAAAAAApw/YV8A94EYM1U/s72-c/Exercise.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-3160041846800614556</id><published>2007-06-29T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T16:16:32.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoUUSgsMEkI/AAAAAAAAApo/zWdUn_MBZ2s/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081490062802948674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoUUSgsMEkI/AAAAAAAAApo/zWdUn_MBZ2s/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUND.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-3160041846800614556?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3160041846800614556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=3160041846800614556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3160041846800614556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3160041846800614556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoUUSgsMEkI/AAAAAAAAApo/zWdUn_MBZ2s/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-2507575652374647430</id><published>2007-06-27T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:26:45.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hey hey,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay to people who have died recently, REST IN PEACE. and today, palani didnt come! yay! i mean, i like f&amp;n and all.. but a break is always nice. 4periods free! yay!! so we took some pictures! and some of the older pictures i was too lazy to upload last time, yeah, i decided to FINALLY upload it now. 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ2CgsMELI/AAAAAAAAAmg/glBGGtO8YQ8/s1600-h/poop+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080753115134431410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ2CgsMELI/AAAAAAAAAmg/glBGGtO8YQ8/s320/poop+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ2CwsMEMI/AAAAAAAAAmo/8cbA9On4VSU/s1600-h/poop+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080753119429398722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ2CwsMEMI/AAAAAAAAAmo/8cbA9On4VSU/s320/poop+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ2DAsMENI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TAxpgJwvCV8/s1600-h/poop+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080753123724366034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ2DAsMENI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TAxpgJwvCV8/s320/poop+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ2DQsMEOI/AAAAAAAAAm4/opYW6xZhN94/s1600-h/poop+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080753128019333346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ2DQsMEOI/AAAAAAAAAm4/opYW6xZhN94/s320/poop+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;F&amp;N CLASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ1PAsMEJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/habN5O3BeCs/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080752230371168402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ1PAsMEJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/habN5O3BeCs/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ07QsMEHI/AAAAAAAAAmA/--IXz2d41Lk/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080751891068751986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ07QsMEHI/AAAAAAAAAmA/--IXz2d41Lk/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ0zwsMEDI/AAAAAAAAAlg/NKN8Kr8lJvg/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080751762219733042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ0zwsMEDI/AAAAAAAAAlg/NKN8Kr8lJvg/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ00AsMEEI/AAAAAAAAAlo/54VEhTAFbq0/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ00QsMEFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/S1vZ62hCglI/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080751770809667666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ00QsMEFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/S1vZ62hCglI/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ00QsMEGI/AAAAAAAAAl4/M1d3GkrQoBk/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080751770809667682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ00QsMEGI/AAAAAAAAAl4/M1d3GkrQoBk/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080751762219733026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ0zwsMECI/AAAAAAAAAlY/O_ER3Jb92QE/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; HAHA! this is what gayatri got for pissing cally off. a powerful flash directly at her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so check out this lame crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080757633440027090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ6JgsMEdI/AAAAAAAAAow/KnSPwbbX0Ec/s320/i+gallop.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;iGallop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080757629145059778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ6JQsMEcI/AAAAAAAAAoo/aFFd7iAGQII/s320/i+symphonic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;iSymphonic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080757624850092450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ6JAsMEaI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zp_iWJBK8p0/s320/i+pamper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;iMassager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080757629145059762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ6JQsMEbI/AAAAAAAAAog/Ell9EhuRVr0/s320/i+squeeze.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;iSqueez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[also got zoe tay's iSwallow but for some funny reason i couldnt post that picture up:( ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the lastest machines of the i range&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080758363584467426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ60AsMEeI/AAAAAAAAAo4/jeh1fWp8qv0/s320/poop+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;iTwist, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080762795990716946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ-2AsMEhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/f7hMidgKMLg/s320/poop+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;iShake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;lame, okay, i know. dont give me THAT face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;RANDOM PICTURES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080763281322021426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ_SQsMEjI/AAAAAAAAApg/N5NcWvCgd3Q/s320/poop+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;my new BLING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080754519588737394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ3UQsMEXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/5Ctl6zpWRCY/s320/poop+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080763272732086818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ_RwsMEiI/AAAAAAAAApY/7wefQ6W7qjs/s320/poop+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-2507575652374647430?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2507575652374647430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=2507575652374647430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2507575652374647430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2507575652374647430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-hey-okay-to-people-who-have-died.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJ3TgsMEUI/AAAAAAAAAno/YSHgNUxRVqk/s72-c/poop+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-2064814246237570065</id><published>2007-06-27T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:24:19.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rest in peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;REST IN PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJx4AsMEBI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/bPoCLl3lY9o/s1600-h/anna.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080748536699293714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJx4AsMEBI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/bPoCLl3lY9o/s400/anna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anne Nicole Smith [Model/Actress]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1967-2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJxCgsMD_I/AAAAAAAAAlA/0jhKVz0UZlk/s1600-h/CHRIS.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080747617576292338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJxCgsMD_I/AAAAAAAAAlA/0jhKVz0UZlk/s400/CHRIS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Beniot[Wrestler]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1967-2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-2064814246237570065?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2064814246237570065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=2064814246237570065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2064814246237570065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2064814246237570065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/rest-in-peace.html' title='rest in peace'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RoJx4AsMEBI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/bPoCLl3lY9o/s72-c/anna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-2453615287198120004</id><published>2007-06-24T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:47:16.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIME JUICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;HMM.. WONDER WHY I WROTE THIS IN YELLOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;LOVE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-2453615287198120004?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2453615287198120004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=2453615287198120004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2453615287198120004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2453615287198120004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-lime-juice-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-339294423365875596</id><published>2007-06-24T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:41:31.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;read this. damn funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The virgin girl is on thephone andasks her boyfriend to comeover and have dinner with her parents.Since this is such abig event, the girl announces to herboyfriend thatafter dinner, she would like to go outand make lovefor the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, the boy is ecstatic, but he hasnever had sexbefore, so he takes a trip to thepharmacist to getsome condoms. He tells the pharmacistit's his first time andthe pharmacist helps the boy for aboutan hour.He tells the boy everything there is toknow about condoms and sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the register, the pharmacist askstheboy how manycondoms he'd like to buy, a 3-pack,10-pack, or familypack. The boy insists on the familypackbecause hethinks he will be rather busy, it beinghis first time and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;That night, the boy shows up at thegirl's parentshouse and meets his girlfriend at thedoor. "Oh, I'mso excited for you to meet my parents,come on in!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The boy goes inside and is taken to thedinner tablewhere the girl's parents are seated.Theboy quicklyoffers to say grace and bows his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A minute passes, and the boy is stilldeep in prayer,with his head down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;10 minutes pass, and still no movementfrom the boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finally, after 20 minutes with his headdown, thegirlfriend leans over and whispers totheboyfriend, "I had no idea you were thisreligious."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The boy turns, and whispers back, "Ihadno idea yourfather was a pharmacist."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-339294423365875596?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/339294423365875596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=339294423365875596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/339294423365875596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/339294423365875596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/read-this_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7746816728876494463</id><published>2007-06-24T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:07:17.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey! okay, i'm back from daddy's! so yesterday right.. ndp. oh my goodness, we still havent received our costumes. well, not all of us.. just a few of us. like mersa and liz and all.. so sad. ): but on the plus side, we were in shorts and it was hot so it was pretty comfy for us. oh wait! i forgot to sign in to msn. and erm, what does msn stand for? i would LOVE to find out. anyway, back to yesterday. okay, so i met oreal at compass before that and i bought hershey's KISSABLES! i like. met manda there too and she joined us since steph was late. then the three of us saw beat and michael. then beat told us to call her when we reaching school cause she was going to church to "pray". yeah, i bet they did more than that! (: then we went to burger king, then stephanie FINALLY came. haha. and she told us she brought her work to study IN CASE SHE WAS EARLY. haha. then we went to the library cause oreal wanted to borrow a book(she shocked me too). then manda and steph left first cause they didnt want to be late. then after getting the book we went to popular. then cally called us and told us to wait for her cause she was reaching compass so then the three of us walked to school and in case you're wondering, oreal DID NOT fall this time round. haha. and then we went to st anne's and waited for beat and michael, who for some reason took SO LONG to pick up the phone. then we went to school(oh and oreal and i came up with this weird senario that manda was frightened by a dinosaur and was hiding behind some bush). we were late, DUH! but like whatever right? they were making us reherse our first formation. for some reason they said our curve was not smooth enough. -.-" then we rehersed our finale steps. really, the steps in the finale really contradicts one another. the first one is like BANG! so big and aggresive then the second step is like SO graceful and peaceful. like wth lah? funny! then those you had their costumes changed into it(in the hall, again) then we went to some different holding area in marina bay(this time, we had chairs to sit on but i felt more comfy at the previous place). oh ya, and oreal and i had LOADS OF FUN playing with this cool tap thing. we like washed the hands of people(we know them, of course). damn cool. those who were there would have known how cool it was. then we went to dance and all. our dance and the finale and mrs elan said that we did great. and we accomplished our task at hand. WE MADE MRS SOON CRY!(weird thing to be happy about but we did it! yay!) and then we went back and in the bus, it was HAPPENING! like we were singing all sort of weird songs. like hey mickey and when you're gone and say ok and makes me wonder. and the quote of the day yesterday was "OH MY GOD!" the way jaya says it. *inside joke* then su as usual was doing all  sort of weird things and people were changing EVERYWHERE in the bus. like a bloody porno video but not till THAT extent. :D then we reached school and no, we were NOT locked out of school like last time. then mersa and i went to rm till like 11.45 then we went roaming here and there then we went to punggol then we went to her place till like 1.30am then my dad called and he was in a cab and asked if i wanted him to pick me up so he came to mersa's place and picked me up and he bought me a strawberry smoothie! and for my brother a banana smoothie. my was DELICIOUS! mmmm... then my brother was like cycling around till daddy and i came home. LOSER. then we went home and all. fun day, i must say.(hey! that rhymes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i wrote such a long post cause i'm waiting for my one tree hill to load(its still not done by the way!)&lt;br /&gt;**and i'm gonna buy the GG pants tomorrow(if i remember) damn nice!&lt;br /&gt;***for those living in their own world, school starts tomorrow(damn it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE JUNE HOLIDAYS OF 2007! YOU SHALL BE GONE FOREVER(nonscence) whatever. holidays will be over in less than 3hours. bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-7746816728876494463?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7746816728876494463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=7746816728876494463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7746816728876494463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7746816728876494463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-hey-okay-im-back-from-daddys-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-8504723482150856921</id><published>2007-06-22T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:32:38.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;OH MY GOODNESS! my hair is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! oh crap. i would post pictures to compare but like, i dont feel like it. so ya, wait till school starts or ndp to see the disatrous &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hair. so sad. :( ruined my entire night.(okay, that just sounds wrong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-8504723482150856921?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/8504723482150856921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=8504723482150856921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8504723482150856921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8504723482150856921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-my-goodness-my-hair-is-black-oh-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-1116292015976123048</id><published>2007-06-22T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:24:37.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. nothing much happened today. stayed home all day. talked to like a MILLION people on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. boring life. viewed like EVERYONE'S friendster profile and went blog hopping. i'm bored. nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-1116292015976123048?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1116292015976123048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=1116292015976123048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1116292015976123048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1116292015976123048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-377764694518532319</id><published>2007-06-22T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T02:12:26.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;HEY HEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;so ndp today was pretty okay. most of them got their costumes and all. but like for those who took measurements on a later date, yeah... we didnt get it. *a little relief. okay, so its 1.54 in the morning and that darn one tree hill episode is taking FOREVER to load damn it! spoil my whole day. so i have some time to kill so i decided to blog a little.  well, alot. since i'm SO bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;okay, i woke up at 10.45 this morning!!!! TOO EARLY! cause oreal and i planned to meet at compass at 12. of course that didnt turn out according to plan. she came around 12.15 and i came like 5minutes after that. then we burger king-ed and then beat came in with her friends then later we walked to school today. AND OREAL ALMOST FELL WALKING TO SCHOOL!(sorry oreal!) haha, so funny! oh ya, and she showed me some of her baby pictures.. haha, damn cute! so innocent looking lah! cant get over that! so later we reached school and went to the hall and all. oh wait! i saw this picture of val with LONG hair in the canteen! HAHA! (haha val, i saw it!) so weird. i didnt even recognise her lah damn it! anyway, so in the hall, they tried the costume. its adorable. its like a baby's outfit. with a cute tu-tu. and weird shoes. haha. so cute lah. sad thing it, ITS ALL WHITE! i bet, on like the real day, its SO gonna get dirrtty!(SO CHRISTINA AGUILERA!) then we went for ndp. the first part, ricky sim was being a bitch and nagging at us, and then pg cried. whats with all our teachers? why they all SO emotional? really, we're the ones dancing and going through the pain of the ndp trainings, so WHY ARE YOU CRYING?!?! so weird. guess we'll never understand teachers. then the last run through, i think it was pretty alright. but who knows? the finale seemed fun. i think the finale's like DA BOMB! like i mean we'll all be together when it all ends. i bet everyone will get like all happy and start screaming and perhaps the teachers will cry AGAIN? okay, so maybe some of us will cry too cause its tears of joy. ndp is finally over. whatever, we've got a LONG way to go. then we left after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;bus back to school was DAMN fun! sussana was like damn funny! she was like the "choir leader" of "sussana's princess choir" and her choir members were, me,mersa,jojo,ujjal,jaya,shamala and miss iris teh. haha. i think iris teh is like the spunkiest teacher in our school lah! i mean she was actually going oohh with us just now lah. cool teacher. cool. then we reached school and damn it, the school gates were LOCKED! so we had to wait for our saviour, mr fan to come and open the gates for us. then mersa and i rm-ed and we ate MACS! shiok. yummy. till like 11plus. then i bought ice cream and took a slow stroll home. and i saw 4 cockroaches on my way home. DISGUSTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;OH YA! and mrs elang told me to dye my hair by saturday. just as well, i was already planning to get it back to black tomorrow anyway. ooh.. reminder to self. dye hair black tomorrow. i bet i'll forget. time to set reminder on my phone........... done! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and SO IS MY ONE TREE HILL! FINALLY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-377764694518532319?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/377764694518532319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=377764694518532319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/377764694518532319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/377764694518532319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-hey-so-ndp-today-was-pretty-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-5885390562646188847</id><published>2007-06-20T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:12:49.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NADIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SO SOMEONE POSTED THIS ON FRIENDSTER AND I THINK ITS PRETTY COOL... GET TO KNOW NADIA KUMAR. OKAY, NOW THAT JUST SOUNDS LAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Name: NADIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sisters: NONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Brothers: ONE, :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Shoe size: 7, I THINK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Height: SENSITIVE TOPIC(mei yan!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what are u wearing?: BLACK TOP AND FBT SHORTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Favorite Number? 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Favorite Drink: GREEN TEA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Favorite Month: FEBRUARY.. AND NOV-DEC CAUSE ITS THE LONG HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Favorite Breakfast: CEREAL? AND TOAST, WITH EGGS AND HAM AND SAUSSAGE AND BACON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;***********Have YouEver*****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Broken a bone: NOPE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been in a police car: NAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been on a boat? DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Came close to dying: NOT REALLY, UNLESS YOU CONSIDER MY FRIENDS SAYING "NADIA, I'M GONNA KILL YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Swam in the ocean: KINDA, NOT REALLY SWIMMING BUT MORE LIKE PLAYING AROUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fallen asleep in school: WHO HASNT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Broken someone's heart: NO WAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cried when someone died: OBVIOUSLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fell off your chair: HAHA, YUPP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting forsomeone to call: NOPE, WHOA, THATS OBSESSION. I'LL JUST FALL ASLEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;saved emails?: YEAH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been cheated on: NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;***********What is-****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your room like? PURPLE! AND MESSY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whats right beside you?MY PHONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What is the last thing you ate? COOKIES! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-------Ever Had- ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chicken pox: NAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sore throat: DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stitches: NOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Broken nose: NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-------------------Do You--------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Like picnics?: YEAH, KINDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Like School?: NO WAY! BUT I LIKE MY FRIENDS! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;------------------------Questions------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who was the last person you dancedwith? I DONT DANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who makes you smile: EVERYONE I LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--------------------------Who----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Did you last yell at: MY BROTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do you like yourself? WELL, I GUESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-------------------Final Questions-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What are you listening to right now? HEY THERE DELIAH-PLAIN WHITE TEES(hello oreal!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hate someone in your family? NO! A COUPLE OF MY FRIENDS TOLD ME THAT HATE IS A STRONG WORD. SO IS LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What car do you wish to have? ANYTHING! I JUST WANT A CAR. BUT NOT SOME CRAPPY ASS CAR. LIKE A SPUNKY MERZ OR A SPORTS CAR! OR MAYBE A SUV? ITS COOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Good singer: ME? NAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Diamond or pearl? YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY? DIAMONDS ARE A GIRLS' BESTFRIEND. I AGREE, THEY ARE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Indoors or outdoors: INDOORS, DEFINITELY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------------------------Today didyou------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Talk to someone you like? NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Get sick? DOES CRAMPS COUNT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sing: DUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Talked to an ex: NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Miss someone: NOT REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--------------------------Last personwho---------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Was in your bed besides you: NO ONE! HEY! THATS MY PERSONAL SPACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Talked to on the phone , online &amp;Wherever? PHONE:OREAL MSN:ROX AND MERSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Made you cry? ROMEO(and juliet) WATCHED IT AGAIN LAST NIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went to the movies with? MUMMY AND MY BROTHER(SHREK THE THIRD!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You went to the mall with: MANDA, JUST NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been to Europe: SADLY,NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been to Asia: I KINDA LIVE IN IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;been to Russia:NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been to the Bahamas: NO :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been to Mexico: I WANT TO SO BADLY! BUT NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been to Canada: NO! GAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been to Africa: NO, ITS SAD THERE. I DONT WANT TO GO THERE. I MIGHT CRY. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------------Random-----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do you like someone at the moment: NAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What books are you reading rightnow: BOOKS? NONE. BUT DO MAGAZINES COUNT? CAUSE I READ ALOT OF MAGAZINES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Best feeling in the world: EATING BEN AND JERRY'S AND WATCHING SOME ROM-COM MOVIE IN YOUR MOST COMFY CLOTHERS... OH YA, AND BEING LOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Future kids names: OH MY! NO KIDS FOR ME PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: NOT ANYMORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NOW YOU KNOW NADIA KUMAR.(so all that-ish) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOVE!&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/5418466606816403310-5885390562646188847?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5885390562646188847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5885390562646188847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5885390562646188847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5885390562646188847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/nadia.html' title='NADIA'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-1919037911650162174</id><published>2007-06-19T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T20:34:21.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one tree hill, high school musical cast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yo yo! REMIX! whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, oh my goodness!!! okay, so i was watching like a million episodes of one tree hill season 3 today cause everyone's out and i get the computer to myself today. and at first i was like WHOA, this season is screwed up. like all the bad things would happen. like this new girl would come in between brooke and lucas.. :( and haylie and nathan's marriage went downhill when they got a divorce but after watching this particular episode, it changed EVERYTHING! okay, so it was episode 9(all you one tree hill fans out there, CHECK IT OUT!) of season three and this is what happened. okay, just the brief synopsis. okay, so brooke will sleep with chris keller and lucas will walk in on them!(OMG, i know!) then he will ignore her for like a LONG LONG time. well, about a few days.. then at the end of the episode, she'll go to his room, crying and apologising and give him SOMETHING(damn sweet but i'm not telling what it is!HA!) then she will walk out and he will run after her and tell her that he forgives her and that he's the one for her. Lucas" i'm the one for you brooke davis".(so sweet, tell me bout it!) then he will stumble on his words and she'll interupt him and say, i love you. and duh, he said, i love you too. then then.. ahem ahem, did it. back to nathan and haylie. so something happens in nathan's screwed up family and he'll call haylie to talk to her. she'll come over to his place. then they will talk to each other and all and then they'll kiss and then as she was leaving, he will say "hayls, stay with me tonight" and she'll respond "i was hoping you would say that". then they will also do it. (whoa, what type of shows am i watching?) and he'll have his wedding ring on a chain that he wears. damn damn damn sweet lah. omigod. i LOVE one tree hill. you know, shockingly, i think that nathan is hotter than lucas. (haha, jaya, you can have chad michael murray, i'll have james lafferty). okay, so alot of people are gonna think i'm nuts or something. but what can i do right? haha. i also think that corbin bleu looks better than zac efron(though something bout zac makes me LOVE him) and ashley tisdale looks WAY better that vanessa hudgens. i mean i like vanessa's songs and all but i dont like her. she has that oh-look-at-me-i'm-so-cute look. ARRGGHH! so annoying. really. you be the judge below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077751538777391522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RnfMHxaFAaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/a1NFKfnUDn4/s320/chad!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;JAMES AND CHAD(james gets my vote!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077751538777391506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RnfMHxaFAZI/AAAAAAAAAkY/wCnj9xAvCxM/s320/0000035826_20061116152431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ZAC AND CORBIN(this one i cant decide)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077751543072358834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RnfMIBaFAbI/AAAAAAAAAko/eNvIddLmq34/s320/ash%26v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VANESSA AND ASHLEY(ashley's SO much prettier!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and speaking of vanessa and ashley and zac, i think that zac and ashley make a WAY cuter couple compared to zac and vanessa. see, what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077752148662747586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RnfMrRaFAcI/AAAAAAAAAkw/zMnup8zNhzY/s320/zac+and+v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;one word. BORING! their hair colours are like almost identical. so dull. BREAK UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077752152957714898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RnfMrhaFAdI/AAAAAAAAAk4/sgFaLR5hCm8/s320/zac%26ash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WAY BETTER. too cute. LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-1919037911650162174?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1919037911650162174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=1919037911650162174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1919037911650162174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1919037911650162174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_19.html' title='one tree hill, high school musical cast'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RnfMHxaFAaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/a1NFKfnUDn4/s72-c/chad!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-3649835533277510321</id><published>2007-06-18T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:52:09.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so this quiz pretty cool.. check it out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="flashplayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" 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BEST video EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i attempted to put the video here but it keeps having errors! so check out &lt;strong&gt;http://www.myspace.com/avrillavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and watch the video for when you're gone.. oh my, the best video from her by far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-3295659034522655592?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3295659034522655592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=3295659034522655592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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girls)! okay, i'm SO SO SO bored. okay! i'll do some weird quizzes.. that should be fun.. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eaeaea" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Powdered Devil's Food Donut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdonutareyouquiz/devils-food-donut.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A total sweetheart on the outside, you love to fool people with your innocent image.On the inside you're a little darker, richer, and more complex.You're a hedonist who demands more than one pleasure at a time.Decadent and daring, you test the limits of human indulgence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Donut Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/happy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see life as simple, and simple is a very good thing.&lt;br /&gt;You're cheerful and upbeat, taking everything as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;And you decide not to worry, even when things look bad.&lt;br /&gt;You figure there's just so many great things to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Paint Your Room Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoupaintyourroomquiz/blue.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful and soothing, blue rooms have been known to reduce blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Your blue room will encourage deep rest and great sleep.&lt;br /&gt;A blue room is the perfect oasis for a stressful life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoupaintyourroomquiz/"&gt;What Color Should You Paint Your Room?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Bad Student&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodstudentquiz/student-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't really that into school, no matter what you are studying.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you need to take a year off and figure out what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Because right now, class is the last place you want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagoodstudentquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Student?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Avril Lavigne!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerrockchickquiz/avril.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit hardcore on the outside...&lt;br /&gt;But sweet and sensitive on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;"It's a damn cold night&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out this life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourinnerrockchickquiz/"&gt;Who's Your Inner Rock Chick?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/cookie-dough.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic and an original, no wonder everyone snakes your style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You're Totally Sarcastic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it.&lt;br /&gt;And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Bitchy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howbitchyareyouquiz/bitchy-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you're an average woman, with average moods. But sometimes... well, watch out!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you let your mean side get the better of you. And you enjoy every minute of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howbitchyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Bitchy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Realist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/realist.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see the glass as half empty or half full. You see what's exactly in the glass.&lt;br /&gt;You never try to make a bad situation seem better than it is...&lt;br /&gt;But you also never sabotage any good things you have going on.&lt;br /&gt;You are brutally honest in your assessments of situations - and this always seems to help you cope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/"&gt;Are You An Optimist or Pessimist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Nail Polish Color is Magenta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolornailpolishbestfitsyouquiz/magenta.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you're unique: You're confident - and you show everyone the true you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why your style rocks: You have the attitude to carry the most outrageous outfits off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this color says about you: "Look at me. I know you want to!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolornailpolishbestfitsyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Nail Polish Best Fits You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Jennifer Aniston&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoumorelikejenniferorangelinaquiz/jennifer.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl next door with a free spirit.&lt;br /&gt;You're low key and naturally sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and approachable, people are attracted to your upbeat attitude.&lt;br /&gt;And even when life doesn't go your way, you always eventually turn things around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoumorelikejenniferorangelinaquiz/"&gt;Are You More Like Jennifer or Angelina?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Flashy Red Bra!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofbraareyouquiz/flashy-red-bra.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing, friendly, and fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;You're a charmer, with your pick of the men.&lt;br /&gt;But you want a man who's as magnetic as you are.&lt;br /&gt;You need someone who can keep up with your all night gab fests!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofbraareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Bra Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chocolate Caramel Kiss Lip Gloss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorlipglossareyouquiz/chocolate-caramel-kiss.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying that you're one of a kind is ... well ... an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;You're unusual, quirky, wacky - and you love to challenge people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are a total trendsetter. Your friends are quick to copy your fashion and music tastes.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why chocolate caramel is your perfect flavor. It's as rare and outrageous as you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorlipglossareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Lip Gloss Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 55% Normal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/somewhat-normal.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some of your behavior is quite normal...&lt;br /&gt;Other things you do are downright strange&lt;br /&gt;You've got a little of your freak going on&lt;br /&gt;But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Normal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#ade9ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Nadia Means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#d1f3ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N is for Neglected&lt;br /&gt;A is for Amorous&lt;br /&gt;D is for Dizzy&lt;br /&gt;I is for Impassioned&lt;br /&gt;A is for Abstract&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyournamemeanquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Peanut Butter Sundae&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsundaeareyouquiz/sundae-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sticky, rich, and totally decadent.You know that life is all about the good stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsundaeareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Sundae Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Celebrity Boob Twin:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourcelebrityboobtwinquiz/34b.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourcelebrityboobtwinquiz/"&gt;Who's" Your Celebrity Boob Twin?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Drama Queen (or King)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/drama.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And the oscar goes to... you!You're all about overreacting and just plain acting.You see the world as your stage, and give a great performance.&lt;br /&gt;And while you're friends may find you entertaining at times...Everyone's secretly hoping that you'll just chill a little.(But they'd never tell you - they fear your wrath!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;Are'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You a Drama Queen (or King)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pieces of Me by Ashlee Simpson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/what2004hitsongareyouquiz/pieces-of-me.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Fall, with you I fall so fastI can hardly catch my breathI hope it lasts"&lt;br /&gt;In 2004 you fell in love. Let's hope it lasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/what2004hitsongareyouquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; 2004 Hit Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#F1E4CA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Get A Butterfly Tattoo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FEF9E5"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattatooshouldyougetquiz/butterfly.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sweet and sassyFor you, tattoos are a thing of beauty - not toughness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whattatooshouldyougetquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Tattoo Should You Get?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kelly Clarkson Shares Your Taste in Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/kelly-clarkson.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=78941.462765434&amp;amp;type=10&amp;amp;subid"&gt;See her whole playlist here (iTunes required)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;Which'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; Musician (or Group) Shares Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&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/5418466606816403310-5738187159512814165?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5738187159512814165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5738187159512814165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5738187159512814165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5738187159512814165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-i-love-my-new-blog-skin-i-think-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-3520460553834333117</id><published>2007-06-17T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T21:08:45.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HEY YO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay so surprisingly i wasnt too lazy to get up this morning and go for cip.. it was ALL the way at... crap, i dont even remember the place. but it was rather ooloo... it was like some carnival and our class had a booth there. OMG! it was SO hot! wow.. seng brought his son there. OMG, adorable.. i swear. then after that, meiyan,rach,vicky,mersa and i went to town. far east plaza.. meiyan bought a brown bikini.. quite sweet the design lah.. then we went to ps... mersa used the cool battery charging machine to duh, charge her phone's battery.. TOTALLY cool lah! then like 7plus we went back, via mrt... reached back around 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh ya, and dont take neoprints at far east plaza, the lady working there is a BIG bitch. damn annoying.. read either rach or mersa's blogs for more details(if they blogged about it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*americas next top model season 7 finale tonight at 11 on channel 5. (psst, caridee's gonna win!:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;**Pepper Dennis will start after ANTM at 12midnight.. watch that show, damn nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;***FYI, the four characters from TWEENIES are Jake,Milo,Bella and Fizz.. (hey oreal, mission accomplished like you said! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;****And i SUCK at pool, seriously. i need a "tutor"! anyone interested?!?!? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:Dnadia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh, and i'm damn tired now. slept at 1plus2in the morning and woke up at 6.45am but snoozed the darn alarm till 7.30am. it was beep/pcd. and now i hate beep by the pussycat dolls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-3520460553834333117?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3520460553834333117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=3520460553834333117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3520460553834333117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3520460553834333117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-yo-okay-so-surprisingly-i-wasnt-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-6782025614761471634</id><published>2007-06-17T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:54:27.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RnUuZhaFAWI/AAAAAAAAAkE/IORZtrYCMvM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077015170929459554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RnUuZhaFAWI/AAAAAAAAAkE/IORZtrYCMvM/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;be extra extra EXTRA nice to your daddys!!! :D LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-6782025614761471634?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6782025614761471634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=6782025614761471634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6782025614761471634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6782025614761471634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-fathers-day-be-extra-extra-extra.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RnUuZhaFAWI/AAAAAAAAAkE/IORZtrYCMvM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-6517006139559033601</id><published>2007-06-15T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:51:17.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;READ THIS. IT'LL MAKE YOU THINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Boy: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: I really like you. And I... Ithink I'm falling inlove with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Boy: Ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: What do you mean "ok"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Boy: I don't like you like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: Why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Boy: I can't tell you... maybe anothertime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;From then on, the girl kept asking theboy "Whynot?" whenever she saw him, and he kept answering the same answer of "I'll tellyou later."Finally the girl got fed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: I'm tired of this! Tell me whyyou don'tlike me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Boy: Do you really wanna know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Boy: It's because you're uglier thanANYTHING!What's the point of going out withsomeone whenthey're not pretty?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: But... I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Boy: Just shut up and leave me alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The boy leaves and the girl is sitting there alone,crying her heart out. Then her cellphone rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mom: Sweetheart? I want you to go home, ok? I'll be home from work in a few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: Alright Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mom: I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: I love you too, Mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mom: Bye Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The girl heads home and once she got there, she went in the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Girl: I'm not pretty enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;She set to work, knowing fully well what she was going to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;2 hours later, her Mom came homeand heard the bath water running. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;She went upstairs to find the hallway flooded so sheknocked on the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mom: Honey? Are you alright?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;She opened the door and was shocked at the site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The bath was overflowing onto the floor,and the water was tinted red. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;She walked over to seewhat was inside and screamed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;There, her little girl was lying with cuts all over her face andwrists. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Her Mom backed away and was going to runto call the police when something caught her eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;On the mirror, am I pretty enough now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;No one deserves to be told that by someone they love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;If you find it messed up then forward this to everyone you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A person's appearance doesn't count.What counts is their heart inside amd theirpersonality. No one wants to be toldthey're not good enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;REALLY MAKES YOU WONDER DOESNT IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-6517006139559033601?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6517006139559033601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=6517006139559033601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6517006139559033601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6517006139559033601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/read-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-4796510993913920453</id><published>2007-06-15T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:32:29.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;oh my goodness! i watched season 2 of prison break already! the entire season!i know, like FINALLY right? bleah. i watched it at my cousin's place like non-stop. one episode after another. damn fun! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;so yesterday, i went out with mersa and rachael pong. haha.. we went to expo to.. ahem eat burger king.. haha.. then we went to city hall and walked around and i bought this LP zone top from samuel &amp;kevin.. cute, its white and green. :D the we went to far east plaza, everything's SO cheap there now. i mean it was cheap last time but it seems like its cheaper now! oh my goodness! then i bought this bling.. haha, its in that playboy logo, so what? it's SO shiny... haha... then mei yan came... oh ya, and i also bought this big red dot ear studs.. too cool.. then mersa and i went to ps and mei yan and rach went to bugis cause they wanted to buy some bikini they saw that time. haha.. then mersa and i hung out at ps till like 7plus. then we took the mrt back. yup.. and reminder to those from 3b, go to moodle and check out some thing regarding this Sunday's cip thingy. and reminder, this Sunday is FATHER'S DAY. happy father's day to all dads out there! :D be EXTRA nice to your dads this Sunday alright?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;:Dnadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and i want to change my skin again.. maybe i should attempt to create one myself.. that should be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and i swear my brother left his stupid brains in the freakin toilet. he's talking nonsense. so irritating. i feel like killing him or something. oh my god. idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and darn it,school starts on the 25! that's like one week plus to go.. oh damn it. i hate school. gotta go back and see that idiotic guy's face. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-4796510993913920453?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4796510993913920453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=4796510993913920453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4796510993913920453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4796510993913920453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/embed-src-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-9125183959906161867</id><published>2007-06-12T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:26:23.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Cookie Monster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/cookie-monster.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Misunderstood as a primal monster, you're a true hedonist with a huge sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Hungry. Cookies are preferred, but you'll eat anything if cookies aren't around.&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Your slightly crazy eyes and usual way of speaking&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: In the moment. "Me want COOKIE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;The'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The &lt;/a&gt; Sesame Street Personality Quiz &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Will Be a Very Cool Parent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/parent-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a little too cool, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;You know that being a kid is tough, and you want to give your kids a ton of independence.&lt;br /&gt;But there is a fine line between being understanding and rejecting all discipline.&lt;br /&gt;You need to remember to be the parent, or else you'll let your kids rule your life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/"&gt;Would You Be a Cool Parent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a White Flower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/white-flower.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A white flower tends to represent purity, simple beauty, and modesty.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you are dignified like a magnolia.&lt;br /&gt;And at other times, you represent great ecstasy, like a white orchid.&lt;br /&gt;And more than you wish, you're a little boastful, like a white hydrangea.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Flower Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Drive a Red Car&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorcarshouldyoudrivequiz/red.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of driver who isn't afraid to be the fastest on the road.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of energy built up, and you tend to get your adrenaline fix from driving.&lt;br /&gt;Moving at hyper speed, you tend to be annoyed with slow drivers and slow people.&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to be slowed down by someone else!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorcarshouldyoudrivequiz/"&gt;What Color Car Should You Drive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 91% Feminist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouafeministquiz/feminist-5.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a total feminist. This doesn't mean you're a man hater (in fact, you may be a man).&lt;br /&gt;You just think that men and women should be treated equally. It's a simple idea but somehow complicated for the world to put into action.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouafeministquiz/"&gt;Are You a Feminist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Celebrity Sisters Are Jessica and Ashlee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whoareyourcelebritysistersquiz/simpson-sisters.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, feminine, and stylish.&lt;br /&gt;Who care's if you're a bit of a daddy's girl?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whoareyourcelebritysistersquiz/"&gt;Who Are Your Celebrity Sisters?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Night Person&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/night.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, there's nothing worse than having to get up and moving early.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you probably don't hit your peak until well after the sun has set.&lt;br /&gt;So if your struggling to make it on a normal schedule, realize it's not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;You just weren't meant to do anything during the day!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/"&gt;Are You a Morning Person or Night Person?&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/5418466606816403310-9125183959906161867?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/9125183959906161867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=9125183959906161867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/9125183959906161867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/9125183959906161867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-are-cookie-monster-misunderstood-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-1843460734710815913</id><published>2007-06-11T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:01:44.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARIS HILTON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0qfxaFASI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Dyt-LllHa0Y/s1600-h/paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074759080443445538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0qfxaFASI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Dyt-LllHa0Y/s320/paris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OKAY, PARIS IS BACK IN JAIL. :(&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS LIKE SOOOOO SAD LAH. SHE CRIED OUT FOR HER MUM WHILE THE OFFICERS WERE PULLING HER TO HER CELL. OH MY GOODNESS. SO ANYWAY, I FOUND THIS WEBSITE BY ACCIDENT AND THEY HAD SOME CARTOONS RELATED TO PARIS IN PRISON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0qfxaFATI/AAAAAAAAAjs/sQlbeDzke8k/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074759080443445554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0qfxaFATI/AAAAAAAAAjs/sQlbeDzke8k/s320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0qfxaFAUI/AAAAAAAAAj0/zUuaKMBoacQ/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074759080443445570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0qfxaFAUI/AAAAAAAAAj0/zUuaKMBoacQ/s320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0qgBaFAVI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EwkCVrg9pnc/s1600-h/18.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074759084738412882" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0p_xaFALI/AAAAAAAAAis/19wNentaUwA/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0qABaFAMI/AAAAAAAAAi0/REJntOtx8h0/s1600-h/10.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074758534982598850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0qABaFAMI/AAAAAAAAAi0/REJntOtx8h0/s320/10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0puRaFADI/AAAAAAAAAhs/mgSWcTwOo9I/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074758230039920690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0puRaFADI/AAAAAAAAAhs/mgSWcTwOo9I/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0puhaFAEI/AAAAAAAAAh0/dZWjEIhSA9o/s1600-h/4.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074758234334888002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0puhaFAEI/AAAAAAAAAh0/dZWjEIhSA9o/s320/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0puhaFAFI/AAAAAAAAAh8/S7pMt4w-6_g/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074758234334888018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0puhaFAFI/AAAAAAAAAh8/S7pMt4w-6_g/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0puxaFAGI/AAAAAAAAAiE/D0MjQS8RKnQ/s1600-h/2.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074758238629855330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0puxaFAGI/AAAAAAAAAiE/D0MjQS8RKnQ/s320/2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0puxaFAHI/AAAAAAAAAiM/IZDtxBEEtG8/s1600-h/1.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074758238629855346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0puxaFAHI/AAAAAAAAAiM/IZDtxBEEtG8/s320/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have three words to say. FREE PARIS HILTON! i've said my piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;:D nadia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-1843460734710815913?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1843460734710815913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=1843460734710815913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1843460734710815913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1843460734710815913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/paris-hilton.html' title='PARIS HILTON'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rm0qfxaFASI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Dyt-LllHa0Y/s72-c/paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-5463620290395352928</id><published>2007-06-08T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T22:27:33.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;okay, hey everyone! who takes the time to read the stupid things i write about. so whats new with my pretty boring life? hmmph,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;so.. OH! i watched &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;shrek 3&lt;/span&gt; today! oh gosh, it was HILARIOUS! i LOVED the part where puss and donkey switch places and puss(in donkey's body) tries to do that cute face, oh my goodness! it was THAT funny!!! yeah, i went with my mum and brother.. after SUCH A LONG TIME! haha. oreal asked me if i was free today to go town, SORRY, i was busy! then we went to the hospital, since my grandfather is in hospital. i think its pretty serious, but who am i to say anything? they spoke in medical terms all the way and i was like WHAT?!? haha... then my aunt well, actually she's my mum's aunt.. but she's pretty young and she has a daughter, the same age as me. oh my, that makes her MY aunt! scary! anyway, she drove us home in her new car! some big merz! walau.. damn nice lah! so comfy. shiok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;yesterday bout 5 plus manda called me and was like, wanna meet up for dinner? and so first we met at hougang mall and walked here and there and she bought a couple of things for her camp that like started today. darn it, that idiot's not coming for ndp tomorrow... then i felt like eating yoshinoya, so we mrt-ed to seng kang to have dinner. then we dilly dallied around till like 8.45 then i took a slow stroll home, ALL BY MYSELF i might add. nice, it was really cooling and all.. then i reached home at 9(know the speed i was walking at now?) then took a damn nice shower with that aroma therapy shower gel i bought(with my mum's money,of course) and then i used the computer for like a two hour(watching one tree hill SEASON THREE!) then i was lying down watching the ending of prison break and then i like just fell asleep. i woke up at like 2 and switched it off and went back to sleep. oh ya, dont be surprised, i woke up at 9 this morning! SO EARLY RIGHT!?!?! i know, tell me about it.. i just couldnt fall back to sleep.. bummer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;oh ya, and MISS PARIS HILTON IS OUT OF JAIL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;after a medical examination, she was pronounced unfit to remain in jail and was send home where she'll be on that anklet thingy. so she cant leave her housing premises. excuse me, her house is like a palace. the remaining 20days spend there, piece of cake. and instead of the usual black anklet, her's is gonna be a custom made one, with diamonds studs from tiffany's.. oh my god. and did i mention, that for every day, she writes a diary entry and each of that entry is worth US$100,000! like, er paris? how much more money do you want to have??? i'm SO jealous.. well, not all of us are that lucky to have been born rich right? i know, tell me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;:Dnadia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-5463620290395352928?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5463620290395352928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5463620290395352928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5463620290395352928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5463620290395352928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-hey-everyone-who-takes-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-972594073168802492</id><published>2007-06-07T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T14:18:38.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos of my favourite americas next top model contestant, AMANDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;my favourite contestant from americas next top model cycle7, AMANDA! these are some of the photos in her portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;posing with twin sister, michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqRaE_-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/fYvNwa4JHlo/s1600-h/Amanda_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073196854809001954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqRaE_-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/fYvNwa4JHlo/s320/Amanda_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;posing with cycle winner CariDee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqRaE__I/AAAAAAAAAhM/gl0sYTXKCLc/s1600-h/Amanda_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073196854809001970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqRaE__I/AAAAAAAAAhM/gl0sYTXKCLc/s320/Amanda_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqhaFAAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/taORRaSJNRk/s1600-h/Amanda_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073196859103969282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqhaFAAI/AAAAAAAAAhU/taORRaSJNRk/s320/Amanda_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Covergirl ad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqhaFABI/AAAAAAAAAhc/qDu1LSzuMuU/s1600-h/Amanda_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073196859103969298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqhaFABI/AAAAAAAAAhc/qDu1LSzuMuU/s320/Amanda_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Posing with romance novel cover model, Fabio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqhaFACI/AAAAAAAAAhk/R1yx8oy35wE/s1600-h/Amanda_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073196859103969314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqhaFACI/AAAAAAAAAhk/R1yx8oy35wE/s320/Amanda_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;posing as one of ther famous celebrity couples, Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedNBaE_5I/AAAAAAAAAgc/wIB-SVV7ovY/s1600-h/Amanda_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073196352297828242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedNBaE_5I/AAAAAAAAAgc/wIB-SVV7ovY/s320/Amanda_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;:Dnadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedNRaE_7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/GE8PeC0PHNE/s1600-h/Amanda_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedNRaE_8I/AAAAAAAAAg0/nvkEpjECh1k/s1600-h/Amanda_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedNhaE_9I/AAAAAAAAAg8/_1uiNv77DgQ/s1600-h/Amanda_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/5418466606816403310-972594073168802492?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/972594073168802492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=972594073168802492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/972594073168802492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/972594073168802492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/photos-of-my-favourite-americas-next.html' title='photos of my favourite americas next top model contestant, AMANDA'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmedqRaE_-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/fYvNwa4JHlo/s72-c/Amanda_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-2414458597420960809</id><published>2007-06-07T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T13:47:33.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americas next top model 7'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;americas next top model season 7.in the order of who i like best(duh, my favourite is on top and the contestant i dislike is in the bottom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;AMANDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaqBaE_3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/8GnCheyZwtI/s1600-h/1..JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193551979151218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaqBaE_3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/8GnCheyZwtI/s400/1..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;BROOKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaqBaE_4I/AAAAAAAAAgU/OznrAVihYEQ/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193551979151234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaqBaE_4I/AAAAAAAAAgU/OznrAVihYEQ/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MICHELLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeajBaE_yI/AAAAAAAAAfk/PTuwDpDZnPk/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193431720066850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeajBaE_yI/AAAAAAAAAfk/PTuwDpDZnPk/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeajRaE_zI/AAAAAAAAAfs/IzkW4Jd1g3c/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193436015034162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeajRaE_zI/AAAAAAAAAfs/IzkW4Jd1g3c/s400/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;CARIDEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeajRaE_0I/AAAAAAAAAf0/uq6Oc7HNrVw/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193436015034178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeajRaE_0I/AAAAAAAAAf0/uq6Oc7HNrVw/s400/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MEGG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeajRaE_1I/AAAAAAAAAf8/_6LMfC_SrjA/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193436015034194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeajRaE_1I/AAAAAAAAAf8/_6LMfC_SrjA/s400/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MELROSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeajhaE_2I/AAAAAAAAAgE/sqzpqtFPVxM/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193440310001506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeajhaE_2I/AAAAAAAAAgE/sqzpqtFPVxM/s400/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MEGAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaWxaE_tI/AAAAAAAAAe8/qDzIo_iWHFo/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193221266669266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaWxaE_tI/AAAAAAAAAe8/qDzIo_iWHFo/s400/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ANCHAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaWxaE_uI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0NQmfnAGu1c/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193221266669282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaWxaE_uI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0NQmfnAGu1c/s400/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;JAEDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaWxaE_vI/AAAAAAAAAfM/JhL_vQh9oCI/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193221266669298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaWxaE_vI/AAAAAAAAAfM/JhL_vQh9oCI/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;EUGENA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaXBaE_wI/AAAAAAAAAfU/wtlPaC8IIFM/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193225561636610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaXBaE_wI/AAAAAAAAAfU/wtlPaC8IIFM/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;MONIQUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaXBaE_xI/AAAAAAAAAfc/aUQPNjDffYE/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073193225561636626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaXBaE_xI/AAAAAAAAAfc/aUQPNjDffYE/s400/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;:D nadia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeZoRaE_oI/AAAAAAAAAeU/_Q2QoyshYLE/s1600-h/anchal.JPG"&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-2414458597420960809?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2414458597420960809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=2414458597420960809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2414458597420960809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2414458597420960809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmeaqBaE_3I/AAAAAAAAAgM/8GnCheyZwtI/s72-c/1..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-2582860192277325149</id><published>2007-06-06T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T12:50:47.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm back! after a 3-day stay at my cousins'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so cool lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3 freakin stories high lah the bloody house! not fair! *jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so the house is so cool! OMG! i love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the first story has the dining room, the living rool and the kitchen and a toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;second story was another toilet, my cousin's roomand my aunt's room(her husband died already)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;third story, THE ATTIC! yup, there's where i slept. at first that was my other cousin's room but then she got married and moved out(i think she got married TOO early, only 24years old!) and now she's living in punggol. so i got the freakin huge attic as my room. DAMN cool! i would upload the pics of the room but i just dont feel like it. -.- i didnt really see much of my cousin cause like he was out, like he would go out at 8at night and come back at 10 in the morning! and like we would just past each other at the stairs when i would go down and he would be going to his room. and thats pretty much about it. i cant wait to be 21! haha. then last night, he accompanied daddy to send me and my brother back to mum's. he got into a fight with his mum cause he hurt his foot and got like a week's mc but he was still going out after sending us home. haha. rebel now lah? think damn cool lah? haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i havent blogged in like 5days! so lets start with 1/6/07.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay, f&amp;n practical! OMG! i brought everything EXCEPT containers! i know, where did i leave my brains? wanting was So irritating. dont wish to elaborate. wait, i do! she pissed cally and i off SO bad. she went over to cally's counter before the practical and was like just standing there. and when cally said, er wanting, i'm using this counter. she just mumbled no and started getting ready for the practical. and cally was like WHAT? then wanting just pushed her way through and got the counter ready for HER OWN practical. i mean, BITCH! then i was SO nice*ahem to volunteer to share my counter with cally cause that bitch refused to budge. IDIOT! then later, wanting used this pot to boil something. then she refused to wash it and said, its cally's. and i was like, EXCUSE ME? cally was ONLY using the oven. she baked stuff for goodness sake! she didnt boil. she didnt need to boil anything! i mean, if you want to lie, at least lie in a way its gonna be difficult to get caught right? in the end yu wen or someone had to wash it for little miss perfect. her attitude makes me SICK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2/6/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OMG! we had our FIRST EVER practice at marina bay(for those living under a rock, thats the place this years' ndp is gonna be held at). YEAH! omg! that floating stage, SO COOL! like there was water on both sides of the bridge connected to the stage. cool right? whoa. imagine on the actual day, if someone like falls over and starts like screaming. oh wait, we'll probably float cause of the cane skirt. :D no worries! then we had kfc for lunch or was it dinner. somewhere in between. okay, so if you have breakfast and lunch at the same time, its called brunch. so what do you call lunch and dinner? dinch? hmm.. interesting. :D then later mrs soon gave some people extra chicken and all so liz gave me a box to give to my brother. and she said, he's gonna think i poisoned it(which he did think). then after ndp, manda,oreal,bel and i walked towards compass. manda and i were going home and bel and oreal were going to meet rico at ______. i think its a secret place they meet. i dont know! and bel, I DONT HAVE A DOG, nor a superflying cat nor a fish(my brother has them not me) nor a hamster. NO ANIMALS at all. :D haha. and grace choo, that message goes out to you too.:D oh ya, and they gave us "moist towellete". dude, just write wet tissue. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3/6/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay, nothing much happened. around 7, we went to my aunts' place. and my brother bought this new ear stud. he's like extending his stupid ear hole. disgusting. yup.... OH YA! and sunday night, i watched america's next top model, oh no, so sad. bottom two were the twins, amanda and michelle. I LOVE THEM BOTH. though i prefer amanda. but michelle's gorgeous too! duh, they're twins. in the end, michelle went home. so sad! :( now its down to the final four... oh ya, and CariDee will eventually win. bummer, i spoiled the surprise! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;smile like you mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:Di mean it! NADIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-2582860192277325149?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2582860192277325149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=2582860192277325149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2582860192277325149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2582860192277325149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-everyone-im-back-after-3-day-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-6601264156943494588</id><published>2007-06-01T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:21:17.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARIS HILTON AND BRITNEY SPEARS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the most unlikely but coolest pair of BESTIES!&lt;br /&gt;Miss Paris Hilton and Miss Britney Spears! [no more mrs federline :D,yay!]&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE paris and i LOVE britney. and when they become best friends, you can imagine the smile on my face. think about it. britney is WAY cooler that Nicole Richie, that anorexic little fry. *meanie&lt;br /&gt;haha.. in mersa's words, "LAWL"&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BESTIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN-XkL8XI/AAAAAAAAAcc/mc3dFezp2mI/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071068545548022130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN-XkL8XI/AAAAAAAAAcc/mc3dFezp2mI/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN-nkL8YI/AAAAAAAAAck/sKIPW5Da550/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071068549842989442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN-nkL8YI/AAAAAAAAAck/sKIPW5Da550/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN-3kL8ZI/AAAAAAAAAcs/i1rt_7mAcBs/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071068554137956754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN-3kL8ZI/AAAAAAAAAcs/i1rt_7mAcBs/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; clearly best friends, they both go brunette at the same time. (paris looks better somehow) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN-3kL8aI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5TVow94gzKI/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071068554137956770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN-3kL8aI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5TVow94gzKI/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Britney's little boy, sean preston is TOO precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN_HkL8bI/AAAAAAAAAc8/-2KyQ0I5LdQ/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071068558432924082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN_HkL8bI/AAAAAAAAAc8/-2KyQ0I5LdQ/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love paris hilton and britney spears. BUT I DO NOT WORSHIP THEM*ahem cally ng ahem..haha.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-6601264156943494588?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6601264156943494588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=6601264156943494588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6601264156943494588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6601264156943494588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/06/paris-hilton-and-britney-spears.html' title='PARIS HILTON AND BRITNEY SPEARS'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RmAN-XkL8XI/AAAAAAAAAcc/mc3dFezp2mI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-1994555674692540791</id><published>2007-05-31T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T23:33:18.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECK OUT &lt;a href="http://www.honeysweetheart.com"&gt;http://www.honeysweetheart.com&lt;/a&gt; FOR DATING TIPS AND ALL.&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN EVEN MEET NEW FRIENDS THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VISIT THE WEBSITE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-1994555674692540791?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1994555674692540791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=1994555674692540791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1994555674692540791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1994555674692540791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-all-check-out-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-5928150634604141764</id><published>2007-05-31T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T23:26:51.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay, NOW i dont feel like blogging.. i was bored just now and felt like blogging THEN so i blogged for liz. haha.. go check it out. especially oreal and mary clare.. haha... mary clare's gonna be happy:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lizislame.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;http://lizislame.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cool! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-5928150634604141764?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5928150634604141764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5928150634604141764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5928150634604141764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5928150634604141764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-now-i-dont-feel-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-3894046644566705179</id><published>2007-05-31T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T02:29:33.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so its exactly 2.22am in the morning. hey look! triple twos! :D lame, i know.. anyway, its 2.22 in the morning and i cant sleep damn it! OMG! i just watched 2 movies, What Women Want and Ghost rider AGAIN! and i watched grey's anatomy season 3 episodes 6 and 7. and meredith grey accepted &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and made out with&lt;/span&gt; mcdreamy! yay!! hopefully she doesnt change her mind and choose mcsteamy over mcdreamy. erm.. both used to be best friends until mcsteamy slept with mcdreamy's now ex-wife. interesting huh? you gotta watch it to understand it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*YAWNS&lt;br /&gt;okay, now i'm tired. but i bet by the time i reach my room, i'll be wide awake.... whatever.. ooh! i can listen to 987fm! since its past 2am and shan wee's BORING show is over, they'll play hits after hits since 987 plays ONLY THE HITS. cheesy, i know.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-3894046644566705179?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3894046644566705179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=3894046644566705179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3894046644566705179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3894046644566705179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-its-exactly-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7766322300072596400</id><published>2007-05-30T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:01:18.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;8 schools you went to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;PAP(nursery) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Some other kindergarden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;CHIJ katong convent (the bomb man!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;CHIJ our lady of the nativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;CHIJ saint joseph's convent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;NIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;dude! i'm only 15! how many school's do you think i've attended?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3 things in your bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;my makeup bag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;my keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my wallet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3 things you do when you're stressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;listen to music &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;drink ice tea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cook.. well, more like bake(since nothing can catch fire that way)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3 favorite fruits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Strawberries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cherries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mangoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3 of your favorite food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sushi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lasagne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;terriyaki chicken don&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3 current favorite songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;When you're gone/avril lavigne  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Say ok/vanessa hudgens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;If we were a movie/miley cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3 words you say a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Shut up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;irritating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Who is in the house with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;no one.. well except me, duh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Where did you get this survey from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;someone posted it on friendster's bulletin.. darn, i forgot who. :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What are you thinking about right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;what shall i buy for lunch? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Who did you last talk to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;miss liz alexus chng, last night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Whose house did you last go to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;er... my dad's? see.. i'm more of a mall person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Who was the last person you told you loved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i dont remember.. some of my friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Where do you wish you were with right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;compass point. i feel like buying yoshinoya's beef bowl...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Where do you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;erm.. singapore?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Where is your phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in front of me, on the computer table&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Where are your parent(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;at work.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Where do you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;on a bed, like most people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;some store.. metro i think..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;a chocolate chip cookie, a few seconds ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;purple(not to worry,its dark purple not barney purple)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What is the closest item near you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my phone, and a bottle of black nail polish. just painted me nails&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What do you like best about your school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;FRIENDS, duh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;what is your favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;purple, though black matches with practically everything. and pink's sweet. and orange is also nice. and green. well everything, but white. unless its nail polish, then white's nice. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What is your favorite thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my phone!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What kind of surgery have you had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nothing, i think.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When did you last go to the mall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yesterday. met my mum at rivervale plaza. though i dont really think that's considered a mall...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When did you last light a candle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ooh.. its been a while.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;when did you last see your dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;on sunday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When was the last time you fell in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;last year. with zac efron.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;whats your ring tone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;When you're gone/avril lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-7766322300072596400?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7766322300072596400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=7766322300072596400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7766322300072596400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7766322300072596400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/8-schools-you-went-to-papnursery-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-4210150297737435234</id><published>2007-05-29T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T17:38:18.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS UNIVERSE 2007! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;okay, so the miss universe pageant was held last night in mexico city and after calculating the time difference and other sort of weird issues, the pageant was broadcast in Singapore this morning at 8. i attempted to wake up but slept through the noise from my alarm. bummer. so i checked out the website and this is MY TOP 20 CONTESTANTS OF THE MISS UNIVERSE PAGEANT 2007.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvjGqS1AFI/AAAAAAAAAbU/kqAOaMaU4t8/s1600-h/albania.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069895509107605586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvjGqS1AFI/AAAAAAAAAbU/kqAOaMaU4t8/s200/albania.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MISS ALBANIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;NAME: SANDINA ALLA&lt;br /&gt;AGE: 18&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BLONDE&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvoEaS1AKI/AAAAAAAAAb8/afDFNXH0Pgc/s1600-h/aruba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069900968011038882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvoEaS1AKI/AAAAAAAAAb8/afDFNXH0Pgc/s200/aruba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MISS ARUBA&lt;br /&gt;NAME: CAROLINA RAVENAGE: 23&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'5&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvjG6S1AJI/AAAAAAAAAb0/LSEmDoKkW3w/s1600-h/cyprus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069895513402572946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvjG6S1AJI/AAAAAAAAAb0/LSEmDoKkW3w/s200/cyprus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MISS CYPRUS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;NAME: POLYVIA ACHILLEOS&lt;br /&gt;AGE: 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HEIGHT: 5'7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EYE COLOUR: BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlviP6S1ABI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jtHwPequ2AY/s1600-h/greece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069894568509767698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlviP6S1ABI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jtHwPequ2AY/s200/greece.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MISS GREECE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;NAME: DOUKISSA NOMIKOU&lt;br /&gt;AGE: 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HEIGHT: 5'9&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;EYE COLOUR: GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlviQKS1ADI/AAAAAAAAAbE/pVw2Cjd8fJA/s1600-h/indonesia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069894572804735026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlviQKS1ADI/AAAAAAAAAbE/pVw2Cjd8fJA/s200/indonesia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MISS INDONESIA&lt;br /&gt;NAME: AGNI PRATISTHA KUSWARDONO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;AGE: 19&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'8&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EYE COLOUR: BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlviQKS1AEI/AAAAAAAAAbM/AaXwrRVOg88/s1600-h/italy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069894572804735042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlviQKS1AEI/AAAAAAAAAbM/AaXwrRVOg88/s200/italy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MISS ITALY&lt;br /&gt;NAME: VALENTINA MASSI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;AGE: 24&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'9&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvhnKS0_7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/qd2wTWs4XsY/s1600-h/japan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069893868430098354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvhnKS0_7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/qd2wTWs4XsY/s200/japan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MISS JAPAN&lt;br /&gt;NAME: RIYO MORI&lt;br /&gt;AGE: 20&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'8&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: BROWN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvhnKS0_8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/ee9pM-XEdAs/s1600-h/mexico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069893868430098370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvhnKS0_8I/AAAAAAAAAaM/ee9pM-XEdAs/s200/mexico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MISS MEXICO&lt;br /&gt;NAME: ROSA MARIA OJEDA CUEN&lt;br /&gt;AGE: 20&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'8&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BLACK&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvhnaS0_-I/AAAAAAAAAac/FHmMhM_yJyk/s1600-h/peru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069893872725065698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvhnaS0_-I/AAAAAAAAAac/FHmMhM_yJyk/s200/peru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MISS PERU&lt;br /&gt;NAME: JIMENA ELIAS&lt;br /&gt;AGE: 18&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'7&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvhnaS0__I/AAAAAAAAAak/vqZ52hTbM3Y/s1600-h/singapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069893872725065714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvhnaS0__I/AAAAAAAAAak/vqZ52hTbM3Y/s200/singapore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MISS SINGAPORE&lt;br /&gt;NAME: JESSICA TAN&lt;br /&gt;AGE: 25&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'6&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BLACK&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlvgh6S0_2I/AAAAAAAAAZc/EZZki7deQ-o/s1600-h/south+africa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069892678724157282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlvgh6S0_2I/AAAAAAAAAZc/EZZki7deQ-o/s200/south+africa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MISS SOUTH AFRICA&lt;br /&gt;NAME: MEGAN COLEMAN&lt;br /&gt;AGE: 22&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'9&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BLONDE&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlvgh6S0_3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/25TX0gGjKDU/s1600-h/spain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069892678724157298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlvgh6S0_3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/25TX0gGjKDU/s200/spain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MISS SPAIN&lt;br /&gt;NAME: NATALIA ZABALA ARROYO&lt;br /&gt;AGE: 24&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'9&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: GREEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlvgh6S0_4I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Gc4zAfGk_p0/s1600-h/thailand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069892678724157314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlvgh6S0_4I/AAAAAAAAAZs/Gc4zAfGk_p0/s200/thailand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MISS THAILAND&lt;br /&gt;NAME: FARUNG YUTHITHUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;AGE: 20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HEIGHT: 5'11&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvgiKS0_5I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OfRYiB_u9v4/s1600-h/usa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069892683019124626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvgiKS0_5I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OfRYiB_u9v4/s200/usa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MISS UNIVERSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;NAME: RACHEL SMITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;AGE: 22 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HEIGHT: 5'11&lt;br /&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN&lt;br /&gt;EYE COLOUR: BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvgiKS0_6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/c1sNETcLCJk/s1600-h/venezuela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069892683019124642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvgiKS0_6I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/c1sNETcLCJk/s200/venezuela.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MISS VENEZUELA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;NAME: LY JONAITIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;AGE: 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HEIGHT: 5'11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAIR COLOUR: BROWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EYE COLOUR: GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;of course all the beauties, they were all eyeing the priceless crown. wait, i mean US$250,000 crown. damn gorgeous i tell you. fall in love with it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069907754059366578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvuPaS1ALI/AAAAAAAAAcE/SpIhFHq3TFE/s400/crown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TOO PRETTY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Design by Mikimoto. The official jewelry sponsor of the Miss Universe Organization. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Kept by the Miss Universe Organization to be used in the crowning of the new Miss Universe every year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Valued at US$250,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;800 diamonds, almost 18 carats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;120 pearls South Sea and Akoya pearls, ranging in size from 3.0 - 18 mm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Design depicts the phoenix rising, which signifies status, power and beauty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;along with many other prizes such as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A year-long salary as MISS UNIVERSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Personal appearance wardrobe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A New York City apartment for the year of her reign including living expenses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Official MISS UNIVERSE pearl tiara, valued at $20,000 from Mikimoto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A swimsuit wardrobe from BSC Swimwear Thailand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A year's worth of hair care products and tools from Farouk Systems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A custom designed wardroe by Tadashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A two-year scholarship from The NY Film Academy in New York City valued at up to $100,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ritmo Mundo Jumbo Jet Mystery Dial time piece valued at $30,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A shoe wardrobe from Nina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;national and international multi-media advertising campaign and a complete denim wardrobe from YMI Jeanswear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A trophy from Rogaska Crystal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Personal services including a year-long membership to Gravity Fitness and year-long pampering at New York City's John Barrett Salon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Modeling portfolio by leading New York City fashion photographer Fadil Berisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Casting opportunities and professional representation by the Miss Universe Organization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Extensive travel opportunities with a personal travel manager representing sponsors and charitable partners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Access to various New York City events including movie premiers and screenings, Broadway shows and launch parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Consultation with stylist Billie Causieestko and access to an event wardrobe from leading fashion designers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Professional public relations media training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Professional media/public relations representation by Rubenstein Public Relations and Planet PR in New York City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Year-long dermatology and skin services provided by Dr. Cheryl Thellman-Karcher.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;two words, NOT FAIR! *boo hoo hoo.. keep the prizes, just give me the tiara! thats all i want! and if possible, some of the prizes! i'm so jealous! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HOSTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvwBKS1AMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/JHm9bIqh4oM/s1600-h/host-vanessa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069909708269486274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvwBKS1AMI/AAAAAAAAAcM/JHm9bIqh4oM/s320/host-vanessa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;VANESSA MINNILO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-mtv vj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-host&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oh ya, not to mention, she's going out with NICK LACHEY! omg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvwBaS1ANI/AAAAAAAAAcU/T5gcU2PvCRI/s1600-h/host-mario.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069909712564453586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvwBaS1ANI/AAAAAAAAAcU/T5gcU2PvCRI/s320/host-mario.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MARIO LOPEZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-some actor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yup. thats the miss universe pageant for you. its still not fair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;:Dnadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-4210150297737435234?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4210150297737435234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=4210150297737435234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4210150297737435234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4210150297737435234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/miss-universe-2007-d.html' title='MISS UNIVERSE 2007! :D'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlvjGqS1AFI/AAAAAAAAAbU/kqAOaMaU4t8/s72-c/albania.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-3841345247108862318</id><published>2007-05-28T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T10:16:13.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>does makeup do wonders?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;DOES MAKEUP DO WONDERS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;okay, i'm gonna address different topics every now and then and today's topic is make up. okay, so i believe its make up that makes anyone beautiful. weirdly, i dont think that anyone without makeup on can win another person with make up on in appearance wise. some people go, OMG NADIA! YOU'RE WEARING TOO MUCH MAKEUP! and i'm like shutup. and yup, you guessed it. these's are the same people who dont wear makeup and probably think that the world is flat. (no connections, i know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;what is it with girls and not wearing makeup? er, you know not everyone is perfect right? i know, i cant stand looking at some girls around town area and they dress so nicely and perfect and then their face looks like a dead doll's face. DISGUSTING! i mean if that person spared about five minutes to put on the simplest lip stick or gloss, now that would make her gorgeous right? gee.. all it takes is less that 5minutes. heck, it takes less than one minute!&lt;br /&gt;i decided to google and find some pictures of celebs with and without makeup. dont say i didnt warn you, this may shock you.&lt;br /&gt;you be the judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo6AqS0_sI/AAAAAAAAAYM/M_MHUexXz5s/s1600-h/victoria.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069428113586585282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo6AqS0_sI/AAAAAAAAAYM/M_MHUexXz5s/s320/victoria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;VICTORIA BECKHAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo5dqS0_nI/AAAAAAAAAXk/E96j2tbS-w8/s1600-h/jennifer.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069427512291163762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo5dqS0_nI/AAAAAAAAAXk/E96j2tbS-w8/s320/jennifer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;JENNIFER ANISTON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo5dqS0_oI/AAAAAAAAAXs/A9n423vd4ZY/s1600-h/jesicca.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069427512291163778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo5dqS0_oI/AAAAAAAAAXs/A9n423vd4ZY/s320/jesicca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;JESSICA SIMPSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo5d6S0_pI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Wxhai0l0kuI/s1600-h/lindsay.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069427516586131090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo5d6S0_pI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Wxhai0l0kuI/s320/lindsay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LINDSAY LOHAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo5d6S0_qI/AAAAAAAAAX8/CynSF2X6DSs/s1600-h/paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069427516586131106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo5d6S0_qI/AAAAAAAAAX8/CynSF2X6DSs/s320/paris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PARIS HILTON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo5eKS0_rI/AAAAAAAAAYE/88f2QDqAiBY/s1600-h/tyra.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069427520881098418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo5eKS0_rI/AAAAAAAAAYE/88f2QDqAiBY/s320/tyra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TYRA BANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo4tKS0_iI/AAAAAAAAAW8/-cnbP3YTLLo/s1600-h/beyonce.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069426679067508258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo4tKS0_iI/AAAAAAAAAW8/-cnbP3YTLLo/s320/beyonce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BEYONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo4taS0_jI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rntF_Tz9Ku8/s1600-h/ange.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069426683362475570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo4taS0_jI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rntF_Tz9Ku8/s320/ange.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ANGELINA JOLIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo4taS0_kI/AAAAAAAAAXM/opRy6c_UsA4/s1600-h/beyonce.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo4tqS0_lI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dFKl4I0Wm0c/s1600-h/cameron.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069426687657442898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo4tqS0_lI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dFKl4I0Wm0c/s320/cameron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CAMERON DIAZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo4tqS0_mI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GfHT5UCEkhA/s1600-h/evalongoria.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069426687657442914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo4tqS0_mI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GfHT5UCEkhA/s320/evalongoria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EVA LONGORIA(this one really scared me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo3lKS0_gI/AAAAAAAAAWs/gpx6-178rm4/s1600-h/brit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069425442116926978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo3lKS0_gI/AAAAAAAAAWs/gpx6-178rm4/s320/brit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BRITNEY SPEARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo3laS0_hI/AAAAAAAAAW0/MnZ0xr2zy6w/s1600-h/ange.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;now, like i said before, you be the judge. DOES MAKEUP DO WONDERS? i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-3841345247108862318?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3841345247108862318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=3841345247108862318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3841345247108862318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3841345247108862318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/does-makeup-do-wonders.html' title='does makeup do wonders?'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlo6AqS0_sI/AAAAAAAAAYM/M_MHUexXz5s/s72-c/victoria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-6406187954843848372</id><published>2007-05-25T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:20:08.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MEMORIES. SOME REAL PRICELESS PICTURES. WAIT, ALL OF THEM ARE PRICELESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068403265670282402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaV6qS0_KI/AAAAAAAAAT8/orwMP5Rzsro/s400/654313917l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MERSA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZtKS0_bI/AAAAAAAAAWE/nCHExY30VUc/s1600-h/38477486617737l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068407431788559794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZtKS0_bI/AAAAAAAAAWE/nCHExY30VUc/s400/38477486617737l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MARYCLARE, THE WEIRDEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZYKS0_WI/AAAAAAAAAVc/g-l5ax6zxw4/s1600-h/24203965219065l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068407071011306850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZYKS0_WI/AAAAAAAAAVc/g-l5ax6zxw4/s400/24203965219065l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ONE OF MY FAVOURITE PICTURES OF ALL TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZYKS0_XI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xi58hjxCqyM/s1600-h/334465103l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068407071011306866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZYKS0_XI/AAAAAAAAAVk/xi58hjxCqyM/s400/334465103l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2 CHARITY 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZYaS0_YI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dG3B9ez0Qa4/s1600-h/780492379l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068407075306274178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZYaS0_YI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dG3B9ez0Qa4/s400/780492379l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZYaS0_ZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Dkb-TVNuJFw/s1600-h/136934886l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068407075306274194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZYaS0_ZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Dkb-TVNuJFw/s400/136934886l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WHOA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZYqS0_aI/AAAAAAAAAV8/NEyY3Sc3mrI/s1600-h/810289000l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068407079601241506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaZYqS0_aI/AAAAAAAAAV8/NEyY3Sc3mrI/s400/810289000l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;VICKYBALLS' FEET IS TOUCING THE GROUND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaXNKS0_RI/AAAAAAAAAU0/IVoUZEMbCQc/s1600-h/36908100353469l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068404683009490194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaXNKS0_RI/AAAAAAAAAU0/IVoUZEMbCQc/s400/36908100353469l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WE'RE THE COOL PEOPLE YO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaXNaS0_SI/AAAAAAAAAU8/bKRHgpKT_Ak/s1600-h/29129162925702l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068404687304457506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaXNaS0_SI/AAAAAAAAAU8/bKRHgpKT_Ak/s400/29129162925702l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LIZ ALEXUS AND VICKY CHIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaXNaS0_TI/AAAAAAAAAVE/jFu_MJ5anE8/s1600-h/23046668635348l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068404687304457522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaXNaS0_TI/AAAAAAAAAVE/jFu_MJ5anE8/s400/23046668635348l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"DARN,ITS THE NECK AGAIN" MARY CLARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaXNqS0_UI/AAAAAAAAAVM/hT1lnazRgZ8/s1600-h/2383111281527l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068404691599424834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaXNqS0_UI/AAAAAAAAAVM/hT1lnazRgZ8/s400/2383111281527l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;VICTORIA CHIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaXNqS0_VI/AAAAAAAAAVU/lfiV8sPLX-M/s1600-h/1285954061812l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068404691599424850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaXNqS0_VI/AAAAAAAAAVU/lfiV8sPLX-M/s400/1285954061812l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MY FAVOURITE DOLLS! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaWhaS0_MI/AAAAAAAAAUM/JA9Nj_3hAzw/s1600-h/866825331l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068403931390213314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaWhaS0_MI/AAAAAAAAAUM/JA9Nj_3hAzw/s400/866825331l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LIZZIE MCFIZZIE.(OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaWhqS0_NI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z6Ue78nhMTk/s1600-h/37595982419895l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068403935685180626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaWhqS0_NI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z6Ue78nhMTk/s400/37595982419895l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MERSA.MARILYN.NADHEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaWhqS0_OI/AAAAAAAAAUc/1nPiJoBAvwI/s1600-h/309867599l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068403935685180642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaWhqS0_OI/AAAAAAAAAUc/1nPiJoBAvwI/s400/309867599l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THE SMILES SPEAKS A THOUSAND WORDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaWh6S0_PI/AAAAAAAAAUk/2Nl14R5vQ5w/s1600-h/973292422951l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068403939980147954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaWh6S0_PI/AAAAAAAAAUk/2Nl14R5vQ5w/s400/973292422951l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THIS LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaWh6S0_QI/AAAAAAAAAUs/6sRuqAuLoVY/s1600-h/37280345734246l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068403939980147970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaWh6S0_QI/AAAAAAAAAUs/6sRuqAuLoVY/s400/37280345734246l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOVELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaV6aS0_II/AAAAAAAAATs/HEi0b5LFbSE/s1600-h/37595858430582l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068403261375315074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaV6aS0_II/AAAAAAAAATs/HEi0b5LFbSE/s400/37595858430582l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THE VERY BEST. LMNOP! THE SMILES SPEAK A THOUSAND WORDS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaV6qS0_JI/AAAAAAAAAT0/IYHM6qHx1XA/s1600-h/324486585l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068403265670282386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaV6qS0_JI/AAAAAAAAAT0/IYHM6qHx1XA/s400/324486585l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaV66S0_LI/AAAAAAAAAUE/LgpcwlBTZCE/s1600-h/950696115l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068403269965249714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaV66S0_LI/AAAAAAAAAUE/LgpcwlBTZCE/s400/950696115l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LMN, I LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey guys, some of you people, we're not as close as we were, i still love all you guys loads! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this is how much i love you guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068409751070899650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rlab0KS0_cI/AAAAAAAAAWM/l_TlFJUQC74/s400/thFatKidLovesCake.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I DO! HONEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:Dnadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-6406187954843848372?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6406187954843848372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=6406187954843848372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6406187954843848372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6406187954843848372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/memories.html' title='MEMORIES'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaV6qS0_KI/AAAAAAAAAT8/orwMP5Rzsro/s72-c/654313917l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-760010086370086388</id><published>2007-05-25T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T15:48:41.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaTiaS0_GI/AAAAAAAAATc/on8nxoNtsL4/s1600-h/thfridays.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068400650035199074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaTiaS0_GI/AAAAAAAAATc/on8nxoNtsL4/s400/thfridays.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so yesterday in school, they played this real touching video. for those who didnt come or fell asleep in the hall yesterday, this is what you missed. DONT CRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she stood in front of her 5th gradeclasson the first day of school, shetold the children an untruth.Like most teachers, she looked at herstudentsand said that she loved them all thesame.However, that was impossible, becausethere in the front row,slumped in his seat was a little boynamed Teddy Stallard.Miss Thompson had watched Teddy theyear before and noticed that hedidn't play well with other children,that his clothes were messy,and that he constantly needed a bath.And, Teddy could be unpleasant.It got to the point where MissThompson would actually take delightin markinghis papers with a broad red pen,making bold X's and then puttinga big "F" at the top of his papers.At the school where Miss Thompsontaught, shewas required to review each child'spast records,and she put Teddy's off until the last.However, when she reviewed his file,she was in for a surprise.Teddy's first grade teacher wrote:"Teddy is a bright child with a readylaugh.He does his work neatly and has goodmanners.He is such a joy to be around."His second grade teacher wrote:"Teddy is an excellent student, wellliked by his classmates,but he is troubled because his motherhas aterminal illness, and life at homemust be a struggle."His third grade teacher wrote:"His mother's death has been hard onhim.He tries to do his best, but hisfather doesn't show much interest,and his home life will soon affect himif some steps aren't taken."Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote:"Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't showmuch interest in school.He doesn't have many friends and hesometimes sleeps in class."By now, Miss Thompson realized theproblem, and she was ashamed ofherself.She felt even worse when her studentsbrought her Christmas presents,wrapped in beautiful ribbons andbright paper, except for Teddy's.His present was clumsily wrapped inthe heavy brown paper that he got froma grocery bag.Miss Thompson took pains to open it inthe middle of the other presents.Some of the students started to laughwhen she found a rhinestone braceletwith some of the stones missing and abottle that was one-quarter full ofperfume.But she stifled the children'slaughter when she exclaimed how prettythe bracelet was,putting it on, and dabbing some of theperfume on her wrist.Teddy Stallard stayed after schoolthat day just long enough to say,"Miss Thompson, today you smell justlike my Mom used to."After the children left she cried forat least an hour.On that very day, she quit teachingreading, writing and arithmetic.Instead, she began to teach children.Miss Thompson paid particularattention to Teddy.As she worked with him, his mind beganto come alive.The more she encouraged him, thefaster he responded.By the end of the year, Teddy hadbecomeone of the smartest children in theclass,and despite her lie that she wouldlove allthe children the same, Teddy becameoneof her "teacher's pets."A year later, she found a note underher door from Teddy,telling her that she was the bestteacher he'd ever hadin his whole life!Six years went by before she gotanother notefrom Teddy.He then wrote that he had finishedhigh schoolthird in his class, and she was stillthe best teacherhe ever had in his whole life.Four years after that, she got anotherletter, saying thatwhile things had been tough at times,he'd stayed in school.He'd stuck with it, and would soongraduate from college with thehighest of honors.Again he assured Miss Thompson thatshe was still the best andfavorite teacher he'd ever had.Then four more years passed, and yetanother letter came.After he got his bachelor's degree hehad decided to go a little further.She was still the best and favoriteteacher he'd ever had.But now his name was a littlelonger...the letter was signed "Theodore F.Stallard, M.D."The story does not end here.There was yet another letter thatspring.Teddy said he'd met this girl and wasgoing to be married.He explained that his father had dieda couple of yearsago, and he was wondering if MissThompson might agree to sit at thewedding in the place that was usuallyreserved for the mother of the groom.Of course, Miss Thompson did.And guess what?She wore that bracelet, the one withseveral rhinestones missing.Moreover, she made sure she waswearing the perfume that Teddyrememberedhis mother wearing on their lastChristmas together.They hugged each other, and Dr.Stallard whispered in Miss Thompson'sear:"Thank you for believing in me.Thank you so much for making me feelimportant andshowing me that I could make adifference."Miss Thompson, with tears in her eyes,whispered back.She said, "Teddy you have it all wrong.You were the one who taught me that Icould make a difference.I didn't know how to teach until I metyou!"You can never tell what type of impactyou may have on another's lifeby your actions ... or lack of action.Please consider this fact in yourventure through life, and just tryto make a difference in someone else'slife today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, wipe that tear off you eye and get on with life. bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-760010086370086388?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/760010086370086388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=760010086370086388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/760010086370086388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/760010086370086388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-yesterday-in-school-they-played-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlaTiaS0_GI/AAAAAAAAATc/on8nxoNtsL4/s72-c/thfridays.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-4842948794145701130</id><published>2007-05-23T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T23:00:03.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;helloGOODBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;                                                            no mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-732675305384892002</id><published>2007-05-22T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T21:19:37.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlLqm6S0_FI/AAAAAAAAATU/2e6W6GzBmaA/s1600-h/myspaceicons221.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067370484949384274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlLqm6S0_FI/AAAAAAAAATU/2e6W6GzBmaA/s400/myspaceicons221.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;okay, amanda, if you're reading this, YOU'RE PISSING ME OFF. i'm calling your freakin phone but its still OFF dude! one more time.......... so NOW its on. and i can hear the echo, YOU'RE IN THE TOILET! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;school today.. was pretty much slacking the entire day. before recess was games day, i was suppose to be the empire for frisbee but i was off-duty throughout the whole thing. yay! SLACK! then after recess, floor ball still havent finished yet so the people not involved in that game stayed in class and what did we do? SLACK! then cme after that, SLACK. then assembly, clc was talking and no one was listening so i think we can conclude that the entire day in school was full of SLACKING. awesome. and the dvd, to kill a mocking bird is great. i understand the novel finally! great right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;F&amp;N GIRLS! f&amp;amp;n practical is on the first week of holidays on a thursday. probably at 8 in the morning. i know! holidays also must wake up so early. crazy lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and two days to holidays!things i MUST do over the holidays to my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;dye my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;reborn my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AND a pedicure. probably a french pedi. LOVE that. because of ndp and all, i cant get a manicure. i wanted to get the false nails, the $1o/per nail at the shop. DAMN IT! those false nails are SOOOO nice lah. wait for me! i'll come back for you at the end of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;:D nadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-732675305384892002?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/732675305384892002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=732675305384892002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/732675305384892002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/732675305384892002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-amanda-if-youre-reading-this-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlLqm6S0_FI/AAAAAAAAATU/2e6W6GzBmaA/s72-c/myspaceicons221.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-397885598872848024</id><published>2007-05-21T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:26:19.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlFwaKS0_EI/AAAAAAAAATM/tn1EHn5Ji5g/s1600-h/mondays.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066954650510752834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlFwaKS0_EI/AAAAAAAAATM/tn1EHn5Ji5g/s400/mondays.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;screw it. its monday. the start of a whole freaking week. dang it. i HATE mondays. after a nice shiok weekend of sleeping till noon, we gotta get up at the crack of dawn like a bloody rooster and head to school. or work for some people. really, why cant we have two days of weekdays and five days of weekends. i mean, wont everyone be happier? and doesnt a country want their people to be happy? maybe i should get myself into parliament in the future. OR maybe i could be the FIRST female president of singapore. whoa. living in that HUGE house otherwise known as the Istana. walau. not fair lah. only the president deserves this sort of "royal treatment"? where is the equality people? "based on justice and EQUALITY" a line from our pledge. so i think that EVERYONE's house should be that size. with police officers guarding it. and watch dogs. and i bet there is also a satellite thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay, whats with girls and being lesbians? i'm NOT aiming this at anyone in particular. dont worry. i mean, seriously,isnt it like weird? going out with someone EXACTLY like you. thats disgusting. and if you guys have sex, GROSS! anyhow, EVERYONE dont become a lesbian or gay. and bisexuals, TURN BACK STRAIGHT! utt's gay, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and that day in school, we watched this stupid local show. this girl, who is SUCH a player btw, gets raped by 4guys in one night. that stupid girl then goes and kills herself. i mean, USE YOUR BRAINS! get revenge THEN kill yourself. wait, dont kill yourself at all. thats NOT good at all. mrs chan once said that that is a sin. hmm.. makes you wonder doesnt it. i think that she should have killed them instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i think its SICK if a guy rapes you. i mean, the guy is sick in the head. really, are you really THAT despo? if you are, well, go get a prostitute or something. i mean, girls should also learn to fight back. duh. learn how to fight from mary clare.haha. OR carry perfume around. anyone touches you, spray perfume in their eyes. yup, now thats a GREAT idea. awesome idea. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay, gonna go ahve a shower then gonna watch john tucker must die. probably it would finish buffering by the time i'm out. wait, duh it would be funished. my shower is about an hour long. yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;:Dnadia&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/5418466606816403310-397885598872848024?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/397885598872848024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=397885598872848024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/397885598872848024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/397885598872848024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/screw-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628984615533586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBIN6S0_BI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TmoQrUIqOaI/s320/nadia+147.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out my ugly feet. disgusts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBINqS0-_I/AAAAAAAAASk/7_n8ap8LThg/s1600-h/nadia+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628980320566258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBINqS0-_I/AAAAAAAAASk/7_n8ap8LThg/s320/nadia+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; i was bored. hey! its not too bad since i did it on my phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBIN6S0_AI/AAAAAAAAASs/Ip5cPliqWmk/s1600-h/nadia+146.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628984615533570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBIN6S0_AI/AAAAAAAAASs/Ip5cPliqWmk/s320/nadia+146.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ong and leong. everyone's favourite lawyers. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBIOKS0_CI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VTNRdQkReHw/s1600-h/nadia+148.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628988910500898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBIOKS0_CI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VTNRdQkReHw/s320/nadia+148.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;987FM. only the hits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBIOKS0_DI/AAAAAAAAATE/J0fZYJdt4lI/s1600-h/nadia+149.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628988910500914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBIOKS0_DI/AAAAAAAAATE/J0fZYJdt4lI/s320/nadia+149.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite dolls! we're the cool dolls yo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBH0qS0-6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/7gD2aT64HxA/s1600-h/nadia+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628550823836578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBH0qS0-6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/7gD2aT64HxA/s320/nadia+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the best radio station in the world! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBH06S0-7I/AAAAAAAAASE/dzm4hpj63CA/s1600-h/nadia+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628555118803890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBH06S0-7I/AAAAAAAAASE/dzm4hpj63CA/s320/nadia+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's favourite crocodile hunter. steve irwin will be remembered clearly and missed dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBH06S0-8I/AAAAAAAAASM/ZlVt-NfNIHc/s1600-h/nadia+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628555118803906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBH06S0-8I/AAAAAAAAASM/ZlVt-NfNIHc/s320/nadia+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;is there even a need to say anything? hello? its drake bell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBH1KS0-9I/AAAAAAAAASU/SHl8ZhtzYtI/s1600-h/nadia+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628559413771218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBH1KS0-9I/AAAAAAAAASU/SHl8ZhtzYtI/s320/nadia+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I LOVVVVEEEEEEEEE that top damn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBH1KS0--I/AAAAAAAAASc/glKzADn7iWo/s1600-h/nadia+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628559413771234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBH1KS0--I/AAAAAAAAASc/glKzADn7iWo/s320/nadia+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBHcaS0-2I/AAAAAAAAARc/MIOcfyQizbI/s1600-h/nadia+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628134212008802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBHcaS0-2I/AAAAAAAAARc/MIOcfyQizbI/s320/nadia+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; this year's national day parade is gonna be da bomb ya'll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBHcqS0-3I/AAAAAAAAARk/4EhLbfabR_4/s1600-h/nadia+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628138506976114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBHcqS0-3I/AAAAAAAAARk/4EhLbfabR_4/s320/nadia+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i'm the host of blink or no blink. guys! lets make this a ndp rehearsal tradition. currently mersa's in the lead followed by liz and then marilyn. anyone else interested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBHc6S0-4I/AAAAAAAAARs/MIDJxcVY_0w/s1600-h/nadia+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628142801943426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBHc6S0-4I/AAAAAAAAARs/MIDJxcVY_0w/s320/nadia+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;one of the other doll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBHdKS0-5I/AAAAAAAAAR0/CPO4PEu2EFM/s1600-h/nadia+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066628147096910738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBHdKS0-5I/AAAAAAAAAR0/CPO4PEu2EFM/s320/nadia+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. pictures galore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and saturday's ndp training wasnt that bad. everyone was stressed at first but eventually everyone loosened up. su was singing with the mike in the bus and gillian goh was requesting for some songs. ricky sim was in the bus with us and he was laughing and making noise too. dont be shocked. there's a kid in everyone of us.we played a game blink or no blink. i was the host(sorry adrian pang, get another show!) and ya, it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;shit roxanne just reminded me bout the f&amp;amp;n practical exam we're having this wednesday and i havent really decided on what to cook! panic time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Dnadia*PANIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-6617464684323245880?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6617464684323245880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=6617464684323245880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6617464684323245880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6617464684323245880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-so-i-dont-feel-like-typing-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RlBHcKS0-1I/AAAAAAAAARU/bFVB5h5UGYo/s72-c/nadia+131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7815910390888012933</id><published>2007-05-18T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:58:46.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont ever be a STUPID GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Stupid girl, stupid girls, stupid girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Porno Paparazzi girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't wanna be a stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Go to Fred Segal, you'll find them there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Laughing loud so all the little people stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne(Drop a name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;What happened to the dreams of a girl president&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;She's dancing in the video next to 50 Cent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;They travel in packs of two or three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Where, oh where, have the smart people gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Oh where, oh where could they be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Porno Paparazzi girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't wanna be a stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Push up my bra like that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't wanna be a stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;(Break it down now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Disease's growing, it's epidemic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm scared that there ain't a cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The world believes it and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm going crazyI cannot take any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm so glad that I'll never fit in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;That will never be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Outcasts and girls with ambition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;That's what I wanna see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;(Come on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Disasters all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;World despaired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Your only concern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Will it fuck up my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Maybe if I act like that (do like this), that guy will call me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Porno Paparazzi girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't wanna be a stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Baby if I act like that (Oh, Oh-Oh, Do you think?), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;flipping my blond hair back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;(Do you think?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Push up my bra like that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't wanna be a stupid girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;(Yeah, yeah)(Do ya think? Do ya think? Do ya think?)(I like this, like this, like this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Pretty will you fuck me girl, silly I'm so lucky girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Pretty would you fuck me girl, silly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm so lucky girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl!(Baby) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back(Baby if I) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Push up my bra like that, stupid girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Maybe if I act like that (maybe if I act like that), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;that guy will call me back (that guy will call me back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Porno Paparazzi girl (Porno Paparazzi girl), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't wanna be a stupid girl (stupid girl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Baby if I act like that (maybe if I act like that), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;flipping my blond hair back (flipping my blond hair back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Push up my bra like that (push up my bra like that), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't wanna be a stupid girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;(stupid girl)["stupid girl" throughout:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Baby if I act like that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;flipping my blond hair back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Push up my bra like that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Stupid girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-7815910390888012933?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7815910390888012933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=7815910390888012933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7815910390888012933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7815910390888012933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/dont-ever-be-stupid-girl.html' title='dont ever be a STUPID GIRL'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7085323803030002052</id><published>2007-05-18T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:53:56.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Look at me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You may think you see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who I really am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But you'll never know me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Every day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's as if I play a part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Now I see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If I wear a mask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can fool the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But I cannot fool my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who is that girl I see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Staring straight back at me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When will my reflection show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who I am inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I am now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;In a world where I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Have to hide my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And what I believe in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But somehow I will show the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What's inside my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And be loved for who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who is that girl I see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Staring straight back at me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why is my reflection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Someone I don't know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Must I pretend that I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Someone else for all time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When will my reflection show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who I am inside? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There's a heart that must be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Free to fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;That burns with a need to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why must we all conceal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What we think, how we feel? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Must there be a secret me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm forced to hide? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I won't pretend that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm Someone else for all time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When will my reflection show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who I am inside? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When will my reflection show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who I am inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='reflection'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-1405204123716605567</id><published>2007-05-18T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:46:33.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;parts of different songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Underneath this smileMy world is slowly caving inAll the whileI'm hanging onCause that is all I knowCould you be the one to save me from every bad habit that has helped me dig this hole?I've been hiding out for milesUnderneath this smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;HatersTraitors to the human raceHatersWhat a drag What a wasteI'd like to see them disappearThey dont belong anywhereHaters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Gotta find your inner strengthIf you can't then just throw life awayGotta learn to rely on youBeauty, strength, and wisdom, tooYou're beautiful inside and outLead a great life without a doubtDon't need a man to make things fair'Cuz more than likely he won't be thereListen girl, gotta know it's trueIn the end all you've got is you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Stronger than yesterdayNow it’s nothing but my wayMy lonliness ain’t killing me no moreI’m stronger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm not a girl,There is no need to protect me.It's time that ILearn to face up to this on my own.I've seen so much more than you know now,So don't tell me to shut my eyes.I'm not a girl,But if you look at me closely,You will see it my eyes.This girl will always findHer way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;She’s gonna step outsideUncover her eyesWho knew she could feel so aliveHer M.O.’s changedShe don’t wanna behaveAin’t it good to be a brave girl tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And so, everybody's going to warBut we don't know what we're fighting forDon't tell me it's a worthy causeNo cause could be so worthyIf love is a drug, I guess we're all soberIf hope is a song, I guess it's all overHow to have faith, when faith is a crime?I don't want to dieI'f God's on our side, then God is a jokerAsleep on the job, his children fall overRunning out through the door and straight to the skyI don't want to die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So I don't want to be the last, I don't want to be the first,Don't want to be alone with my thoughts tomorrow,And I don't want to be afraid, don't want to look away,I'm learning to breathe,No I don't want to be the last, I don't want to be the first,I just need a hope and a light to follow,Like sailors look to stars to find their way home,I'm learning to breathe on my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Speak come on and let it outGive it to me you know that I can take itSpeak because the more you say the more I'm at easeCome on don't keep me waiting nowI don't wanna guess, not a test, tell me what your thinkingKeep it real, no big dealTell me what your dreamingSpeak let it out... Breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;decide how I liveI decide who I loveChoice is mineAnd no one gets to make my mind upI decideI decide where I goWhat I needWho I knowI'm the one who's runnin' my life I decideI decide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me backPorno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girlBaby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair backPush up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Look at me You may think you see Who I really am But you'll never know me Every day It's as if I play a part Now I see If I wear a mask I can fool the world But I cannot fool my heart Who is that girl I see Staring straight back at me? When will my reflection show Who I am inside? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;yup. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-1405204123716605567?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1405204123716605567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=1405204123716605567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1405204123716605567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1405204123716605567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/parts-of-different-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-8801467027770851182</id><published>2007-05-18T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:19:22.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1eSqS0-zI/AAAAAAAAARE/pIQCwdIaACM/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065808830545591090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1eSqS0-zI/AAAAAAAAARE/pIQCwdIaACM/s400/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1db6S0-uI/AAAAAAAAAQc/F2Sv9lj2nmw/s1600-h/project_runway.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;okay, i'm bored since i came home straight after school. havent really been in the going out mood lately. weird. i should be since its after exams. bummer, i failed like 4 subjects. only passed two. great. i have a chance of retaining this year. shit. i only passed english and f&amp;n. i failed combined humanities thanks to ss. i got 3marks! :( whats the point of passing lit if i keep flunking ss?!?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since i'm bored, i decided to upload some pictures of my favourite movies and shows. awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;SITCOMS/REALITY TV/DRAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE SIMPLE LIFE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065807894242720514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dcKS0-wI/AAAAAAAAAQs/2ZRLO4zlEro/s320/simplelife.jpg" border="0" /&gt; PROJECT RUNWAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1db6S0-vI/AAAAAAAAAQk/NgX_tnMu7Mc/s1600-h/project_runway.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065807889947753202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1db6S0-vI/AAAAAAAAAQk/NgX_tnMu7Mc/s320/project_runway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SO LITTLE TIME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dcKS0-xI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/L-Ht0L2P7cU/s1600-h/solittletime.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065807894242720530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dcKS0-xI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/L-Ht0L2P7cU/s320/solittletime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;VERONICA MARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dcKS0-yI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Hi8SPfhPao4/s1600-h/Veronica_Mars_30444.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065807894242720546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dcKS0-yI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Hi8SPfhPao4/s320/Veronica_Mars_30444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AMERICAS NEXT TOP MODEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dD6S0-pI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Bl89DmI7lp0/s1600-h/antm+7+edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065807477630892690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dD6S0-pI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Bl89DmI7lp0/s320/antm+7+edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dEKS0-rI/AAAAAAAAAQE/g1_b0qYpkpk/s1600-h/desperate+housewives.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065807481925860018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dEKS0-rI/AAAAAAAAAQE/g1_b0qYpkpk/s320/desperate+housewives.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PRISON BREAK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dEaS0-tI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3MhyyQOo56Q/s1600-h/prison-break-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065807486220827346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dEaS0-tI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3MhyyQOo56Q/s320/prison-break-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THATS SO RAVEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1ccKS0-mI/AAAAAAAAAPc/SK0yM_P-ZlI/s1600-h/1-raven.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065806794731092578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1ccKS0-mI/AAAAAAAAAPc/SK0yM_P-ZlI/s320/1-raven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HANNAH MONTANA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1ccKS0-nI/AAAAAAAAAPk/MvoeAdyV3KE/s1600-h/hannah.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065806794731092594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1ccKS0-nI/AAAAAAAAAPk/MvoeAdyV3KE/s320/hannah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE SUITE LIFE OF ZACK AND CODY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1ccaS0-oI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UErNorFWl1c/s1600-h/suitelifezackandcody_show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065806799026059906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1ccaS0-oI/AAAAAAAAAPs/UErNorFWl1c/s320/suitelifezackandcody_show.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;MOVIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A CINDERELLA STORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065807477630892706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1dD6S0-qI/AAAAAAAAAP8/b8kn_U-EX-k/s320/Cinderella_story_2_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A WALK TO REMEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065806794731092562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1ccKS0-lI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YIoJjiYcju4/s320/walk_to_remember.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;13 GOING ON 30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1cF6S0-gI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ZJ61pjxUl7c/s1600-h/13goingon30dvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065806412479003138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1cF6S0-gI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ZJ61pjxUl7c/s320/13goingon30dvd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; THE PARENT TRAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1cF6S0-hI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bguAnO_WIk0/s1600-h/parent-trap-poster-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065806412479003154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1cF6S0-hI/AAAAAAAAAO0/bguAnO_WIk0/s320/parent-trap-poster-0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ROMEO AND JULIET &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1cGKS0-iI/AAAAAAAAAO8/LrZuCK6jUzk/s1600-h/romeo-and-juliet.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065806416773970466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1cGKS0-iI/AAAAAAAAAO8/LrZuCK6jUzk/s320/romeo-and-juliet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TITANIC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1cGaS0-kI/AAAAAAAAAPM/FFj2CQNq0RA/s1600-h/titanic.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065806421068937794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1cGaS0-kI/AAAAAAAAAPM/FFj2CQNq0RA/s320/titanic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;peace out. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065809105423498050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1eiqS0-0I/AAAAAAAAARM/QyyVKKPttos/s320/The_Seven_Deadly_Sins__VANITY_by_bl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the deadly sin that i am guilty of. says the quiz!-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;:Dnadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-8801467027770851182?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/8801467027770851182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=8801467027770851182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8801467027770851182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8801467027770851182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-im-bored-since-i-came-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rk1eSqS0-zI/AAAAAAAAARE/pIQCwdIaACM/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-4989752680926090574</id><published>2007-05-17T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:20:58.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;so, hey everyone!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;school was really boring today, as per normal. did i learn anything? NOPE! and there are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 days to holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and cally kept on talking the f language during school. i was THIS close to punching her. and yenton and roxanne still didnt get the bloody language in the end. GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mary clare didnt come to school AGAIN! dont know whats happening to her lah. when i try to talk to her, she gets angry and hits me or she thinks i'm joking. i dont know what to do lah. i give up. no one can say i didnt try. i did and failed. so dont blame me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and i was/am having a video conversation with oreal. she's at bel's house with rico. they're also having a conversation with liz. oh my god. everytime i look at the con window, the both of them keep making some weird face. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sorry oreal for uploading these two pictures.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065481261979859186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw0XqS0-PI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nfw5kG3RmRs/s320/nadia+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065481476728224002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw0kKS0-QI/AAAAAAAAAMs/UULsvPU09Fk/s320/nadia+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;awww.. SWEET...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;yesterday ndp, some pictures from the bus. all chachat pics lah.. DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065482580534819154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw1kaS0-VI/AAAAAAAAANU/sk376_YHEck/s320/nadia+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065482541880113426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw1iKS0-RI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VP4jrWXOiII/s320/nadia+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065482563354949938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw1jaS0-TI/AAAAAAAAANE/XCDNBWNHc3I/s320/nadia+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065482550470048034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw1iqS0-SI/AAAAAAAAAM8/BS7D1zYzWkA/s320/nadia+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065482571944884546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw1j6S0-UI/AAAAAAAAANM/80SHitf2B8c/s320/nadia+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065483637096774050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw2h6S0-aI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3e0YQ8Hm1Rk/s320/nadia+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065483611326970210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw2gaS0-WI/AAAAAAAAANc/ip77S3pPeBY/s320/nadia+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065483619916904818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw2g6S0-XI/AAAAAAAAANk/pyxCGU0Il-s/s320/nadia+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065483628506839442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw2haS0-ZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IwSZ6Bn_fv8/s320/nadia+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065483624211872130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw2hKS0-YI/AAAAAAAAANs/1GZQ7dnSzp8/s320/nadia+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065484770968140210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw3j6S0-bI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cftMIkFC0o4/s320/nadia+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065484779558074818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw3kaS0-cI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0WqfdRQibM0/s320/nadia+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;okay, some other random pictures! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065484796737944018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw3laS0-dI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-cXiJpTeA0A/s320/nadia+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;my face medicines. it works wonders i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065484813917813218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw3maS0-eI/AAAAAAAAAOc/s-CZD65cfz4/s320/nadia+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;my top two favourite friends seasons. season 8 and 9 baby! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065484822507747826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw3m6S0-fI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GhP4EWE3-CI/s320/nadia+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i HATE my feet. can see the stupid veins cause of the strain when i wear heels. what to do? i'm vertically challenged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;jo came to school today! she's damn hot now lah. so skinny and all. and her hair damn nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and oreal just asked me to view a video. some time last year she came to school and couldnt stop laughing throughout the whole day cause she saw this damn funny video of a kid trying to hit a pinyata&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*spelling? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was damn funny. the kid swinged the bat and hit her dad's *ahem. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and one of our teacher had a love bite on her neck. she wore a vest and tried to cover it up, obviously making us look there even more right? it wasnt a nice looking one. it looked as if the guy tried a few times and failed. gross. haha. i dont really have anything against that teacher but it was so funny. she didnt know like half the class knew about it. hello? word spreads. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;:Dmelinda doolittle's out of idol. yay! that means that my two favourite idols blake lewis and jordin sparks are in the finals! yay! i had three faves throughout the whole competition. blake,jordin and chris richardson. well, thank goodness two of them that entered the finals are two of my favourites!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;okay, and liz is my angel. she told me some website and that website has grey's anatomy season three! finally get to see what happened! i've only watched one episode since yesterday since it takes bout a million years to buff. haha. THANKS LIZ for the BIG instructions. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;:DNADIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-4989752680926090574?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4989752680926090574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=4989752680926090574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4989752680926090574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4989752680926090574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-hey-everyoned-school-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rkw0XqS0-PI/AAAAAAAAAMk/nfw5kG3RmRs/s72-c/nadia+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7589453734324866483</id><published>2007-05-16T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:48:16.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you know me? really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lets see if you really know about me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;click on the link below and take my quiz to see how much you really know about me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/396808"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/396808&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:Dnadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-7589453734324866483?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7589453734324866483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=7589453734324866483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7589453734324866483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7589453734324866483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/do-you-know-me-really.html' title='do you know me? really?'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-466563032490095435</id><published>2007-05-16T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T20:56:47.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;okay 9days till holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey that rhymes a little yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually have some pictures to upload to the com and here but i'm just too tired to do that! omg, for some strange reason, i'm just so pissed and stressed and irritable. god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish someone would just come and grab me away from my life and just bring me somewhere far and everyone just forgets that i ever existed. like i could just be erased from this world just like that. oh my god oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda miss my dad. i havent seen him in like two to three days. i miss annoying him and making him pissed at me. gee.. thanks alot mum for doing this to me. really. dont they even consider how i feel or my brother for that matter? i mean i know alot of people say that its common and all and i've tried my hardest to be okay with it but i'm not. i cant talk to my mother about this cause she's just gonna think i'm selfish and all. val told me this once, that we should not make the same mistakes our parents made and we'll be great parents so the next generation wont have to go through what we did. and it does make sense right? okay, so i'm not THAT keen on having kids in the future. TORTURE! but what my parents did is done already. i cant go back in time and stop what happened. no one really knows what happened, duh besides me and the folks and maybe my brother so dont try to understand me. dont say, i know how you feel and stuff like that. and just so everyone knows, i dont really like talking bout it, so DONT ask me ANYTHING about this alright? cause i may blow if you'll do that. i know i havent really come to terms with what happened so let me live in denial for a while till i break down or something. if i need any of your advice or just need a listening ear, dont worry. i know to go to the right people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school. boring. ndp sucks. didnt dance. on mc. damn hot.&lt;br /&gt;f&amp;amp;n. torture. practical exam exactly one week from now.&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, someone, just come and shoot me, then allow me to just bleed to death lah and end all this misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;and i know never to trust you again. you've betrayed me time and time again. you complaine to me bout other people i keep my mouth shut. why cant you do the same? is it really THAT difficult? i trusted you and you betrayed that trust. dont worry, i now know not to trust you ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-466563032490095435?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/466563032490095435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=466563032490095435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/466563032490095435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/466563032490095435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-everybody-okay-9days-till-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-1994779123428046239</id><published>2007-05-15T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:56:26.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;HEY YALL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;okay, from now onwards till holidays, i'll do a daily countdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;10 days till june hoildays!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;woohoo! so excited! dyeing hair time! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-1994779123428046239?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1994779123428046239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=1994779123428046239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1994779123428046239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1994779123428046239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-yall-okay-from-now-onwards-till.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-3586007518158464787</id><published>2007-05-15T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:07:53.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;school sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay, we got back our english &amp; physics paper today. i passed english but failed physics lah! shit. you know our class, 31 people failed english. like the marker was really TOO strict. really! i mean, practically the whole class agrees. so many people cried lah. irritating lah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and there was class and cca photo taking today. i hated the class photo. i hate the class photos every year. and ya'll know what? i had to sit in the front! okay everyone, i was thinking of what to say bout this and i came up with this original phrase, a nadia exclusive. I'M NOT SHORT, I'M JUST VERTICALLY CHALLENGED. sounds so much better right? duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and after school, i didnt go for cca photo. i walked out of school with oreal and then she continued walking straight, and i turned and went home and she headed to compass. and she told me that she fell down the steps from the bus and her slippers fell everywhere and the person she was with, ya, he didnt laugh.haha. i would have laughed. just so ya'll know. if someone like us falls, it makes us feel better if you laugh. cause we will laugh at ourselves. well you know, they always say its always good to be able to laugh at yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kudos to all you people who can laugh at yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to all you guys who are upset bout your results, cheer up. its not the end of the world or anything. you know what they always say, always look on the bright side of life.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NADIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-3586007518158464787?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3586007518158464787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=3586007518158464787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3586007518158464787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3586007518158464787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-265174654088202113</id><published>2007-05-14T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:47:17.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bye world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dont feel like blogging today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-265174654088202113?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/265174654088202113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=265174654088202113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/265174654088202113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/265174654088202113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-9208735210322755778</id><published>2007-05-13T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:56:22.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPIDERMAN THREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i forgot to add bout the movie. there was this guy sitting beside me in the movie. black nails, cuffs,vans and all... emo lah! i tell you damn hot. at first i thought matt but then i listened to the way he talked and his friend called him. i forgot the name but it was a nice name. i came to the conclusion. eurasian-chinese. damn hot sia! that was the last i saw him. except at one time while going down the escalator. the whole group(he was the only emo one) was in front of us, all the way to the first floor. so hot. anyone who knows an emo guy who went to watch spiderman 3 at the cathay NOT cathay cineleisure on saturday 12 MAY 2007, the 1.30pm movie. yup, thats the guy! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-9208735210322755778?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/9208735210322755778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=9208735210322755778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/9208735210322755778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/9208735210322755778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-three.html' title='SPIDERMAN THREE!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-5970665903196024514</id><published>2007-05-13T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:36:29.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay world. i'm back from daddy's over the weekend. i LOVE going to daddy's cause its like no one can reach me, 'cept from the darn handphone. i'm actually starting to dislike my handphone cause it seems that everywhere i go, i can be reached. its f-ing irritating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, i'v got a question. whats with those leggings?!?! it SO ugly! i went to catch spiderman 3 which totally rocked by the way and saw SO many people wearing it! went to cathay and saw so many. gross! i mean decide lah! either a pants or a skirt. like it seems that you bought both recently and couldnt decided which to wear so you decide to wear it both. disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and spiderman three! damn nice! i swear!!! omg! the guy dies in the end. so sad, okay better not say so much cause if anyone who wants to catch the show reads it, well, lets just say the movie's not going to be that interesting anymore. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(ps, went with mersa and rachael)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i just watched a parent trap for the millionth time! i still love the show. i actually memorized some lines and said it along with the movie. lindsay lohan looked adorable last time with all the freckles and all.. now, she looks like a stick. so skinny and all.. sick lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;deal or no deal. damn interesting lah! so cool, the dude won like over 10,000! wow lah! and all he did was behave irritating on tv! that means everyone can do it.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i'm talking to miss joseph, i mean tabitha. haha, she said i could call her that,.. unless she comes back to sjc. which i hope cause she's nice lah.. and we're over the stupid matter.. and she was at her boyfriend's place and i was like 'hey hey, dont do anything' and she was like, ' hey! what you thinking off?' hahaha, she was like' i'm talking to you, not doing anything like that!' haha, so funny. she's cool for a teacher i guess.. she said she MAY go to nan chiau.. they're still negeotiating.. hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and there's americas next top model in about a half hour. yay! cant wait! i LOVE that show. today's episode is the recap episode. never before seen footages and all. cant wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay, i had some pictures to upload but too lazy to look for the usb cable, so SOME OTHER TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and my feet hurts from wearing that heels that day. it doesnt hurt while wearing it, but after that. WOW! DAMN PAIN SIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and the stupid red wine my mom gave me, SUCKED! i was so strong. isnt red wine suppose to taste nice. i took like 2 sips and was like yuck! not nice! and gave it all to my brother! i'm SO gonna stick to white wine and CERTAIN red wine. not the strong one cause its bitter and disgusting! like beer! SICK! gross. and never drink alcohol with a sore throat cause it hurts. yup, it hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay! gonna go irritate people on msn now! :D i'm coming guys! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and ps, mersa i changed the font colour. are you happy now? wait,isnt that like a song by michelle branch? i think.. ?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;:DNADIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-5970665903196024514?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5970665903196024514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5970665903196024514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5970665903196024514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5970665903196024514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-6545800620511039011</id><published>2007-05-12T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T00:58:47.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i changed my skin again!&lt;br /&gt;hey liz, see! brown is cool okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, exams are over and there are 14days to holidays. well technically 13 days since its 12.54am now... and i'm meeting mersa at 11am, but we'll probably only meet at 12 to 1. knowing how difficult it is for us both to wake up. yeah, gonna watch spiderman 3. yeah! SPIDEY BABY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just helped mar out with her blogskin. check it out. she's one of my links. and now i'm getting bored. i've been on the computer since 5plus. need a freakin break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today was miss joseph and mis teo's last day in sjc. i wrote a letter of apology to miss joseph. i feel SO much better today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cally ng, COME TO SCHOOL ON MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Nadia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-6545800620511039011?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6545800620511039011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=6545800620511039011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6545800620511039011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6545800620511039011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-people-okay-so-i-changed-my-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-4847437246792748684</id><published>2007-05-11T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T00:53:25.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pussycat dolls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey ya'll!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, here are my favourite dolls in the world, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;obviously, the pussycat dolls! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(in the order i like them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JESSICA SUTTA! MY FAVOURITE DOLL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063296339925732082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkRxMdXPCvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/91AznU50K1g/s320/Jessica+Sutta.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASHLEY ROBERTS. the sexiest blonde in the group! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063296503134489346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkRxV9XPCwI/AAAAAAAAAKc/P-RTL5s8XQU/s320/Ashley+roberts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NICOLE SCHERZINGER! the leader of the dolls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063296692113050386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkRxg9XPCxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/6d52PCUoMSA/s320/nicole+scherzinger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MELODY THORTON! the baby of the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063296868206709538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkRxrNXPCyI/AAAAAAAAAKs/yfoTVUpLSpg/s320/Melody+Thompson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;CARMIT BACHAR! the manly-est of the 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063346938935446530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkSfNtXPDAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aRyGlY3m1QE/s200/Carmit+Bachar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KIMBERLY WYATT. the spunkiest of the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063346672647474146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkSe-NXPC-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/qANZcGbvMm0/s200/Kimberly+Wyatt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOLLS, RANDOM PICTURES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR1MdXPC1I/AAAAAAAAALE/BJGOyIsbkrU/s1600-h/1ff75840-3dd3-4cdd-878f-1cfeff8aecb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063300737972243282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR1MdXPC1I/AAAAAAAAALE/BJGOyIsbkrU/s200/1ff75840-3dd3-4cdd-878f-1cfeff8aecb3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR29NXPC3I/AAAAAAAAALU/F5ZqcLRfEgE/s1600-h/2f3b4cc0-cabd-4428-8a04-8925c4b21b62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063302675002493810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR29NXPC3I/AAAAAAAAALU/F5ZqcLRfEgE/s200/2f3b4cc0-cabd-4428-8a04-8925c4b21b62.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063303233348242306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR3dtXPC4I/AAAAAAAAALc/TAJYck9rT0c/s200/41e8e71a-26ff-46f9-a286-0ddd65e09cd5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR7ktXPC5I/AAAAAAAAALk/CU4PKKqTy30/s1600-h/band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063307751653837714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR7ktXPC5I/AAAAAAAAALk/CU4PKKqTy30/s200/band.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063308370129128370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR8ItXPC7I/AAAAAAAAAL0/_8WDQ2v7oW0/s200/0_21_052506_pussycat_dolls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR8W9XPC8I/AAAAAAAAAL8/k1I9g2ykrT8/s1600-h/p-dolls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR8W9XPC8I/AAAAAAAAAL8/k1I9g2ykrT8/s1600-h/p-dolls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063308614942264258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkR8W9XPC8I/AAAAAAAAAL8/k1I9g2ykrT8/s200/p-dolls1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yup, THE PUSSYCAT DOLLS ROCK!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HELL YEAH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/5418466606816403310-4847437246792748684?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4847437246792748684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=4847437246792748684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4847437246792748684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4847437246792748684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/pussycat-dolls.html' title='the pussycat dolls!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkRxMdXPCvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/91AznU50K1g/s72-c/Jessica+Sutta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7144408419392979349</id><published>2007-05-11T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T21:15:03.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS ARE OVER!</title><content type='html'>exams are over. yay!!!!!!!!!!! okay, thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-7144408419392979349?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7144408419392979349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=7144408419392979349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7144408419392979349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7144408419392979349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/exams-are-over.html' title='EXAMS ARE OVER!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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test.. see, EVERYONE needs to mugggggg no matter how old you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cd, we talked bout that cip thing we need to do. everyone HAS to be involved in one thing or another so mersa, rox and i decided to be the 'photographers'. yay! all we have to do is play with our cameras. gonna be fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths. one word. boring. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english. omg, it was miss joseph's last day teaching us. okay, i dont hate her, just so you know. i just thought she was irritating LAST TIME! now, she very nice but then she's leaving!:( omg, i like her lessons so much better that mrs soh's. at least miss jojo's(our class called her that) lessons are noisy and no one falls asleep.. mrs soh's omg! like half the class, wait 3/4 class sleeps during her lesson. damn boring. so sad.. honestly, i am sad that she's leaving. you know what they say, you never treasure a person until they're gone. not that she's gonna die or anything, she's just going back to nie. okay, i've decided. i'm gonna go and apologise to her, face-to-face tomorrow. yup. after school. yay for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home straight away today. good girl!:P cause i didnt feel like going out anywhere and i realised i have ugly feet. cause if you really stare at it, you'll realised that you can actually see the veins on my feet. thanks alot heels. no more high heels for me. wait, i take that back. look, i'm vertically challenged(no using the s word) so heels are my only option... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so yesterday, i slept at 5pm and told myself, just a little nap. then i woke up at 4this morning. i went to the toilet and told myself to study but then somehow i just walked to my bed and fell back asleep till my bloody alarm(i pronounce it as blady btw)woke me up at 6 with some carrie underwood's song. before he cheats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday, we had our elective lit and geog papers.. i'm lit. duh. i dont even know how many continents are there in the world. SO NOT a geog person...:) anyway, if any teacher reads this(hopefully not) just so ya'll know, 45 minutes is NOT enough!!! NOT enough at all! my first question was pretty okay but my second, NO TIME!!!!!!!!!! damn it lah, only wrote like half a page. screw the damn paper lah. normally after a lit paper i would be like phew but yesterday i was like SHIT! the life of a sec 3 is SO stressful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my mother tongue paper back y'day.. haha, guess what i got? i got 15/60!!!!! haha.. mary clare got 16 and prasheena got 18.. failures much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f&amp;n. 4 periods. palani missed the first 2 and a half periods cause there was some problems in the office involving 2 sec 5s and something to do with their exams. damn lazy to type it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths. once again, BORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkMjmdXPCtI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iLdMU9FxgZY/s1600-h/nadia+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkMjmdXPCtI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iLdMU9FxgZY/s320/nadia+110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062929549718653650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? i was bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's what roxanne and i did during maths today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkMj7dXPCuI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eM-89Aopw4E/s1600-h/nadia+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkMj7dXPCuI/AAAAAAAAAKM/eM-89Aopw4E/s320/nadia+111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062929910495906530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye people who take the time to read the crap i blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-5541192410209679244?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5541192410209679244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5541192410209679244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5541192410209679244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5541192410209679244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RkMjmdXPCtI/AAAAAAAAAKE/iLdMU9FxgZY/s72-c/nadia+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-5030959354261511011</id><published>2007-05-08T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T20:39:31.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, school was fun today. honest. maths lessons was fun cause ms teo(haha!i remembered her name) kept on talking and talking and NO ONE was listening. really, NO ONE! even the goody goody girls were doing their own thing. haha, 3b rocks really!! well, sometimes, probably without some people in it, it'll be great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english we did something related to oral, though no one was really doing that. and miss joseph knew that! it was so obvious. haha, but she didnt really minded it. so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during physics, miss manda, miss oreal and miss beat invaded our class. haha, mrs thiru was so cute and she thought that they were really from our class but a different science class. haha, then i was like(after they left) THEY'RE FROM 3C! then she was like hahaha, aiyo! hahahahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, i went for lunch with mersa at pizzahut. oreal was leaving when we came. she was with a bunch of people, oh ya and her cousin. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,i'm SO not in the blogging-bout-my-life kinda mood now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-5030959354261511011?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5030959354261511011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5030959354261511011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5030959354261511011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5030959354261511011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-school-was-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-2147975436024206910</id><published>2007-05-07T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:19:43.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw you. screw blogger. i'm thinking of switching to live journal soon. THINKING!nothings confirm yet, but blogger is starting to really piss me off. oh ya, and screw you ----. gee, thanks to your brilliant actions there's something going on between my mum and i. hey, THANKS ALOT! &lt;em&gt;bitch.&lt;/em&gt; i'm SO SO SO pissed thanks to that person. i didnt expect someone like you to do that. it just goes to show that first impressions dont matter. well in this case that is. first impressions usually count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, whatever, on to a lighter note. WAIT! there's NO lighter note. today was a real dragggg... english paper was okay, then ss was disgusting. i ate this weird funny yellow noodles just now. hey cally, bet you LOVE the noodles. get it? yellow.. okay okay, i'm mean. i know. haha.. then english was kinda fun, whoa, havent said that in SUCH a long time. we played some weird game where we could only choose 6 out of 10 people to survive in a nuclear war. our person got it. YAY! haha, that bloody mental woman didnt get it(melanie's group). then tamil. haha. we didnt do much. listen to music and took photos with our phone. aj doesnt really know the rules lah. check out this chachat picture of mary clare. and can anyone tell me how to spell that word? is it charchat or chachat? thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj8zDNXPCsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_ndHhVZIe8E/s1600-h/nadia+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj8zDNXPCsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_ndHhVZIe8E/s320/nadia+110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061820636407466690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thats mary clare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got all weird just now. i started thinking if i didnt meet certain friends and all, and if some of them just died or vanished suddenly and i actually started crying, well more like sobbing lah. i freaked myself out. :D oh well, that shows i really treasure and love CERTAIN friends. to the people i dislike, screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amazing race all stars finals were just now. eric and danielle won. not too bad, though i WISHED &lt;strong&gt;Dustin and Kandice&lt;/strong&gt; won. they could have been the FIRST ever all female team to win the amazing race, not counting the amazing race asia cause girls won that one, zabrina and joe-jer if i remember correctly. Dustin and kandice, beauty queens came in second. like a few minutes after eric and danielle. just a few minutes! but thank goodness charla and mirna didnt win. come on lah, mirna already was part of the winning team in battle of the network reality stars right? dang it lah, she beat ryan starr's team! ryan starr is damn sexy lah. TEAM MIZ!(mike's 'the miz' team) yup, the miz from the real world. cant remember which one. i liked real world key west the best so far. paula was SO interesting. dealing with an abusive relationships and an eating disorder. and her therapists said 'its okay to be happy' which really made loads of sense you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so i'm bored now. maybe i'll go watch desperate housewives? perhaps... psst: that emo guy from my previous post, such a pretty boy.. so cute. heart melting eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;br /&gt;nadia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-2147975436024206910?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2147975436024206910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=2147975436024206910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2147975436024206910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2147975436024206910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/screw-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj8zDNXPCsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_ndHhVZIe8E/s72-c/nadia+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-1655591345195450181</id><published>2007-05-06T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:31:07.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my results for some of the quizzes. damn funny some of them, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3Ih9XPCiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tywsLu3QOHY/s1600-h/emo+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3Ih9XPCiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tywsLu3QOHY/s320/emo+guy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061422041967561250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emo Guy&lt;br /&gt;You got the emo guy named Aiden. He's so sweet and supportive. He'll treat you like a queen. Here's how you two met:&lt;br /&gt;You had gotten into a fight with your best friend and thought that this maybe the end of your eight year friendship with her. You sat under the tree you always went under since you were eight. As you were crying, you felt a presance coming. You saw a really hot emo guy kneeling in front of you. Tears were streaming down your face and he was looking at you with concern.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you okay?" You wiped your bloodshot eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. I think I ended my friendship with the best friend I've ever had."&lt;br /&gt;"How so?" You explained to him that you found out that her father abused her and she didn't want you to tell anyone. Out of concern, you told the most trusted teacher you had at your school. The teacher told Child Services and now he's in jail until court. Your friend found out you told and she started yelling at you and it turned into this big fight. You ran away from school and came to the tree you sit under.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think you should blame yourself for this. This isn't your fault. Besides, don't you think it's good that he's locked up instead so she's not in danger?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I guess. But she makes me feel as if it's all my fault." He took your hand and looked at you intently.&lt;br /&gt;"It's not. Trust me. You should be happy that's he isn't going to hurt her. She'll thank you for what you did once she realizes she won't have to go through the pain and suffering she had to go through before." You thought about it and smiled at him.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. Thanks..."&lt;br /&gt;"Aiden, and your name is?"&lt;br /&gt;"________."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, ________, I think we should get you back to the school, no matter how much you dread it. I'll walk in with you."&lt;br /&gt;"You go here?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. I'm new here and I've seen you in the hallways."&lt;br /&gt;"You probably think I'm one of the dorkiest girls on the planet."&lt;br /&gt;"No. In fact, I think your the cutiest girl in the universe." You blush at his compliment.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you again."&lt;br /&gt;"No problem. There's more where that came from. Do you want to go out to see a movie this weekend?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure." He smiled and you smiled back.&lt;br /&gt;"Great." Then you were in front of your class and he gave you a small peck on your cheek. You blushed even more. "I'll see you later then."&lt;br /&gt;"Bye." Then he walked away. It's been a year and a half since you two dated and you still love eachother. Your best friend eventually forgave you and you two were back to being friends. Everything has been great since you've met &lt;br /&gt;Aiden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what nadia thinks: guy's SUPER hot, but er, the way we meet? cant even imagine that happening.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TYPE OF KISSER ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3KGtXPCjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sdyzi5QtO_o/s1600-h/sensitive.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3KGtXPCjI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sdyzi5QtO_o/s320/sensitive.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061423772839381554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're a sensitive kisser.&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to scare people away by being more or less aggressive than they're used to, so you adapt your kisses to match any situation. If you sense that the person you're kissing wants more tongue pressure or more hair-stroking, you'll eagerly comply. You appreciate when the people you kiss tell you exactly what they like, because then it's easier for you to make them happy. Your only kissing requirement? Lots of privacy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what nadia thinks: er, okay?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSONALITY QUIZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are a calm and collected person. People like to come to you for advice or consolation. You are a very good listener and like to help people. When it comes to your future, you are a bit unsure but aren't worried. You are great at helping other people, but when it comes to your own life, you are clueless. You probably like to listen to music because it allows you to open up without actually saying your feelings. People see you as a quiet, kind, outgoing, and giving person. You have most likely never been in love but long to. You like to hang out with your friends and are very protective and loyal to them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What nadia thinks: YEAH RIGHT! CALM AND COLLECTED? HA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HIGH SCHOOL STEREORYPE ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3M8dXPCkI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ndd9BZwWPKw/s1600-h/emogirlwihtkneehighs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3M8dXPCkI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ndd9BZwWPKw/s320/emogirlwihtkneehighs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061426895280605762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;emo-kid&lt;br /&gt;you are an emo. you dont have many friends, in fact you might not have any at all. You are depressed a lot, and wallow in your own self pity. On the bright side, you are very creative, and your clothes make you stand out from the preppy clones!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT NADIA THINKS: YEAH RIGHT! I SWEAR, SOMETHINGS REALLY WRONG WITH THESE QUIZZES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH DEADLY SIN ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3Qr9XPCmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/J3qO4GLzt_s/s1600-h/The_Seven_Deadly_Sins__WRATH_by_bla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3Qr9XPCmI/AAAAAAAAAJM/J3qO4GLzt_s/s320/The_Seven_Deadly_Sins__WRATH_by_bla.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061431009859275362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wrath may be described as inordinate and uncontrolled feelings of hatred and anger. These feelings can manifest as vehement denial of the truth, both to others and in the form of self-denial, impatience with the procedure of law, and the desire to seek revenge outside of the workings of the justice system (such as engaging in vigilantism), fanatical political beliefs, and generally wishing to do evil or harm to others. A modern definition would also include hatred and intolerance towards others for reasons of race or religion, leading to discrimination. The transgressions borne of Wrath are among the most serious, including murder, assault, discrimination, and in extreme cases, genocide. (See Crimes against humanity.) Wrath is the only sin not necessarily associated with selfishness or self interest (although one can of course be wrathful for selfish reasons, such as jealousy).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT NADIA THINKS: HMMM.. INTERESTING. AND THE PICTURE'S DAMN SEXY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH BEAUTIFUL EYE ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3RzdXPCnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/IFiSQxK4HDY/s1600-h/1178051890_EyesLips020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3RzdXPCnI/AAAAAAAAAJU/IFiSQxK4HDY/s320/1178051890_EyesLips020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061432238219922034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Unique Eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are different; out of the ordinary. You are bold and you don't care at all what people think of you. You are extremely creative, interesting, talented, and smart. You are a musical, artistic person who comes up with great, original ideas. You are brave and you love to do crazy stunts.&lt;br /&gt;Your Guy: has hair that is a different color every week, beautiful hazel eyes, and is unique, does something out of the ordinary for you, has a great sense of humor, and is kind and loving.&lt;br /&gt;Your Sky Sign: Star&lt;br /&gt;Your Animal: Chinchilla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what nadia thinks: the quizzes are getting weirder and weirder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU?(an angel,elf,vampire or demon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3Tf9XPCoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BB4NlChPPoM/s1600-h/elf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3Tf9XPCoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BB4NlChPPoM/s320/elf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061434102235728514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your one with the world your a sweet Elf! You love the outdoors and any chance you get you'll hang out with your friends. You hid your DEEP emotions so your friends won't waste time worrying about you. You ingor your sorrow yet you always fix it by helping your friends through their own problems!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT NADIA THINKS: sure?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS YOUR BIRTH FLOWER AND WHAT DOES IT SAY ABOUT YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3UedXPCpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/DKz8sdANivk/s1600-h/1178065482_feg_violet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3UedXPCpI/AAAAAAAAAJk/DKz8sdANivk/s320/1178065482_feg_violet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061435175977552530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY&lt;br /&gt;Primrose and the Violet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOUR TRAITS: Modest, Faithful, Virtuous /Young Lover, Happy Love, Patriotic, Watchful, Thinks Much About Him/Her, Youthful Innocence, Loyal, Understated Beauty, Sincere, Keeps Emotions Bottled Up, Intelligent, Humility, Chastitity. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT NADIA THINKS: hmmm. interesting..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT COLOUR PENCIL ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are the blue sharpie! You are just weird...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT NADIA THINKS: explains alot..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TYPE OF ASSASSIN ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3YKNXPCrI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5X0Mbmv3Fno/s1600-h/gun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3YKNXPCrI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5X0Mbmv3Fno/s320/gun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061439226131712690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silent Assassin:&lt;br /&gt;You don't speak much, you just do what needs to be done. Really. At any cost. You don't show your feelings much but can be a good actor to decieve peole. No one can tell what your thinking. You sometimes feel guilty for killing someone, but you don't let it consume you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type of weapon:&lt;br /&gt;Sword or Gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type of killing:&lt;br /&gt;You'll sneak up behing your target and slice them. For jobs that may be difficult-too many people- you'll use a gun to get them from far away. Blasting them through the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people think:&lt;br /&gt;How'd they get to be so sneaky?&lt;br /&gt;People fear you, and you get the most 'employers' since you always get 'missions' done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, okay. i'm bored with all these quizzes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D NADIA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-1655591345195450181?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1655591345195450181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=1655591345195450181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1655591345195450181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1655591345195450181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rj3Ih9XPCiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tywsLu3QOHY/s72-c/emo+guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-3561347307733763885</id><published>2007-05-04T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T20:57:43.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. school. one word. DRAG. as usual. ya. I'M IN THE MAJOR BLOGGIN MOOD btw. OH YA! i'm eating that colour colour queh now. damn nice. i love peeling off layer by layer. i just finished the red layer! shiok! okay, now back to school. bio was in the morning. BORING as per normal. then was english. NOTHING intersting happened. joseph didnt look at me nor did i look at her. i mean, duh. it'll be weird so ya. anyway, for pe since there was no venue we stayed in our ct venue and watched some ice hockey movie. okay, so i was asleep during that period. come on, really choose. sleep or watch some ice hockey movie? OBVIOUSLY sleep! duh.(psst.. i just finished the purple layer :D) then lit! i so JUST passed my lit assignment by like 1 mark! sad. then maths we did that remote control thing again and then ss was okay. school ended. FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mersa and i went to macs and studied till like 4plus. WE REALLY DID STUDY! and obviously took photos. ENJOY! :D(orange layer now!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060676946746083458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjsi3tXPCII/AAAAAAAAAFc/feWQjB26mbk/s320/nadia+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060677255983728786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsjJtXPCJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/KzrQo_9s4l0/s320/nadia+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060677466437126306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsjV9XPCKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2HPtz-SRd8k/s320/nadia+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060677711250262194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsjkNXPCLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/DwSX9RFlDc4/s320/nadia+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060678145041959106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjsj9dXPCMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZhnW__K0RnU/s320/nadia+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060678488639342802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjskRdXPCNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WX3EzKx3kI4/s320/nadia+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060678853711562978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjskmtXPCOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VYN-iCca_Cc/s320/nadia+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, so i was bored just now and went around my house taking photos. yup, here comes more pics! :D(Green layer!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY ROOM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060679459301951730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjslJ9XPCPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/A9Tv5aiUHew/s320/nadia+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAMN COMFY okay?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060679888798681346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjsli9XPCQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6lYmCFAba1o/s320/nadia+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my table. oh ya, and ELMO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060680627533056290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsmN9XPCSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YCGpaBKvps8/s320/nadia+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;typical girl's closet. so messy. i need more clothes! some of them are at dad's. and my tv. damn small!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060681130044229938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsmrNXPCTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/D2OpnkwSRc8/s320/nadia+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh air con. what would i do without you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060681714159782210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsnNNXPCUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CHtkukJLUvo/s320/nadia+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear,spotlights are real fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060682092116904274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsnjNXPCVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2bUgO_-UUS0/s320/nadia+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE WEIRDO AKA MY BROTHER'S ROOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060682616102914402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsoBtXPCWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/N-TyQ-lmbA4/s320/nadia+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO MESSY! but bigger than mind. not fair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060684647622445426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjsp39XPCXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ylbiz_4_tes/s320/nadia+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;see! tv also bigger! but thank god my closet bigger. my clothes so cant fit in that tiny closet! *PHEW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OTHER PARTS OF THE HOUSE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060685197378259330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsqX9XPCYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AMRNVyro_TU/s320/nadia+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060685523795773842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjsqq9XPCZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/R7jBrwLub34/s320/nadia+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060686112206293410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsrNNXPCaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/l7QvS7AEhbA/s320/nadia+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND THIS MORNING, THE SKY WAS DAMN NICE! check it out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060687164473280946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjssKdXPCbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ttaX6nULBB0/s320/nadia+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAMN NICE RIGHT? told you so!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM PHOTO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060687761473735106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjsstNXPCcI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1s1cn8CkbGk/s320/nadia+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite chocker! and a mosquito bite(but its not that obvious)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-3561347307733763885?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3561347307733763885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=3561347307733763885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3561347307733763885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3561347307733763885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjsi3tXPCII/AAAAAAAAAFc/feWQjB26mbk/s72-c/nadia+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-2288876510068169711</id><published>2007-05-03T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:48:28.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. so, school sucked more than usual today. i got BOOKED. pink form, damn it lah. i think i may get suspended this year, i mean i was THIS close to getting suspended last year and if you do the math about 3yellow forms=1pink. if you get what i'm saying, good. if you dont, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, remember for those of ya'll who read my bitching about this particular teacher in a post posted a few weeks ago, ya. i'm here to apologise about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you may have guessed it, i got booked for that particular matter. some asses went to baoto(dont know how to spell lah) me and printed the blog entry and showed it to miss joseph. okay, before apologizing, let me comment on those baoto-ers. lets call them asses for now. i mean, SERIOUSLY, use your brains a little. i wrote that when i was real pissed with her okay? i didnt mean to insult her cause i knew she wouldnt read it. so use your brains(if you have) and think about it? if you want to get even or get on my bad side or something, attack me DIRECTLY. i mean, miss joseph would feel hurt after reading it? i know that it is also my fault for posting it in the first place right? BUT DONT GO PRINT IT OUT AND SHOW HER RIGHT? come one asses, we're not in primary school right? where if you want to get into the teacher's good books, you go and complain about some other student. just so you know, its not the teacher that will be in the class for the next few years of hell right? seriously, THINK ABOUT THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MISS JOSEPH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway, back to apologising. miss tabitah joseph(sorry if i mis-spelt)[oh ya,i know you're reading this btw]. ya, miss joseph, i just wanted to apologise for calling you names, that i am NOT gonna repeat again. yeah, for calling you names, making fun of your dressing and your foundation and all. sorry if i missed out anything, i forgot what i blogged. ya, i was just really really pissed and annoyed with alot of things during that day and i guessed i just decided to vent it all out on you. i'm sure you didnt mean to 'roll your eyes' and mrs soh made it clear that alot of teachers do that when they're annoyed. i know you're trying your hardest to manage our class and i'm sure i've not been the brightest ray of light in your life right now. :D sorry about that. and mrs soh was also telling me that you are a great teacher and all. and i mean, that does reflect when you try your best to teach our class in various ways. like the boggle game and the thing that happened in class just now, dont know what really exactly happened cause i missed 3/4of the lesson. yeah, i can see you're trying and i'm not exactly really helpful right? i mean, DUH! if i looked at the situation from your point of view, i'd probably want to kill the person that dared talk about me like that. so ya, thanks alot for not doing that. what i'm really just trying to say is that i'm sorry miss joseph. forgive my stupid mistake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so now after school me and manda went to bk to mugggg!!! i studied f&amp;n okay? and she studied ss. and she declared that today was THE WORST DAY OF HER LIFE. wanna know what happened? i'm telling anyway.&lt;br /&gt;so she went to the toilet at cp and when she came out of the toilet she saw someone. smiled and she left the toilet. THEN, both of us were at bk and that someone was walking with another girl..the girl manda likes -----. then manda was like i should have gone to the toilet a few minutes later so i'll talk to her. TOUGH LUCK! then around 5, we left bk and went to that pet store to get dog food for amanda's dogggg... then we were on the escalator, ----- then goes into bk with her friends. and manda was like WE SHOULD HAVE STAYED A LITTLE WHILE LONGER! haha. like i said, TOUGH LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phil stacey was out of american idol. CHRIS RICHARDSON too! NO! my chad michael murray look a like person! OMG! thank god it wasnt blake. it was down to these two. phew. ryan seacrest(the host, in case you're living somewhere else) was like you two are good friends arent you(chris&amp;amp;blake) then the two starred at each other and were like BEST friends and the entire audience went awww.. it was so sweet. AND BLAKE HAS DARK BROWN HAIR NOW! super hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was looking at wendy's blog(wendy cheng,that celebrity blogger) yesterday and i LOVED her ash-green hair colour she had. damn it lah, damn damn damn nice. i want ash green hair! end of the year! wait, why is it called ash green? ash is grey right? its not grey. and duh, its not green(you think i would even consider dyeing my entire hair green?maybe i would..) so why ash green? maybe if you blend grey and green, wait, so still dont get that colour. guess its just one of those questions we'll never know the answer to. like why is the sky blue? and how high is high? there are SO many more, but that'll be another topic for a whole other post. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, going off now. hey, TAG MY BOARD! if you have anything to say, i actually respond on it okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)NADIA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-2288876510068169711?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2288876510068169711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=2288876510068169711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2288876510068169711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2288876510068169711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7033502589796333585</id><published>2007-05-02T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T22:14:56.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;woohoo!! mersa helped me, well she taught me how to transfer songs from wmp to my phone so the format will be supported.  MERSA TAN, YOU ROCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bet you smiling now right? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-7033502589796333585?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7033502589796333585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=7033502589796333585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7033502589796333585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7033502589796333585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/woohoo-mersa-helped-me-well-she-taught.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7759960685386595336</id><published>2007-05-02T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T21:21:04.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleah. school was okay today. we were in the ct venue the entire day! yay! no walking around between classes. mrs thiru had some course to attend to so she didnt come for physics but we had to do some worksheet. then we had to go for mother tongue and i had to walk past 3c and so i decided to wait for prasheena and then oreal did some weird supp thing? like she goes sup in a high voice and i'm suppose to go sup in a low voice..so weird, only oreal would come up with this sort of weird things, then again, its OREAL so hello? *thats a compliment btw. recess, i hanged with manda,oreal,rachel ann and beat. all the 3c and ONE 3b. what the hell right? oh ya, mary clare didnt come to school today AGAIN! pon school right? i know okay?!?! F&amp;N for 4 periods was fun, i'm starting to really enjoy theory.. a tad bit more than practical cause its SO much more less stressful. palani told us that end of this year we'll be going to THAILAND! and yay, its open ONLY to f&amp;amp;n and art girls. OMG! that means that asshole would be with us. GREAT. hope she doesnt come lah. it will spoil the entire thing. maths. we played with that fun remote thing again. i totally guessed EVERY answer and i got 70/150 haha.. LOSERIFIC! i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're wondering whats with that jerk tagging my tagboard? seriously, i have NO f-ing clue why the hell he's bothering me. really. maybe he's THAT bored with his freakin screwed up life so he decides to bother me. perhaps perhaps.. really, i dont give two fucks about it. he can just go and rot in hell for all i care. and you would think someone as 'big' as him who threatens me and all would even dare to write his real name, but NOPE. he didnt dare. whats up with that? really, i hate this sort of people, act big. WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and roxanne is sick. gastric ful.. :( she's not coming to school tomorrow. sad... take care rox!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks val for trying to make me feel better and as usual making me laugh to myself while reading the stupid blur things you say on msn. HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and there's this show called shark attack on channel 5 now. haha. i think there are too many shark movies around. jaws, deep water or was it deep sea? something like that. and that day i watched another one, forgot the title already. :D all have the same plot. killer shark, attacks and kills people(innocent people) shark will somehow swim to beach waters(excuse me, isnt it a little too shallow for sharks?) kill somemore people. hero will kill the shark. eveyone praises the hero. then at the end of the movie they will show another killer shark and END the movie there. i know, what the hell right? but its still so interesting. i started shouting and screaming and cursing at the tv cause the hero was SO freaking stupid lah. then my mum was like SHUT UP NADIA! and i was all oh my god, why is he SO stupid? swim moron, swim!! haha, i love getting into it while watching movies. and i also LOVE rewinding those real funny scenes and watching and laughing at it again. thats what amanda and oreal and i did while watching BRUCE ALMIGHTY! and CONFESSIONS OF A TEENAGE DRAMA QUEEN(he died, when?).. funny moments lah, funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its been half hour since my brother's tuition ended. then mum was like how come he's taking about half hour to come home. then without thinking i said he got lost. then i started laughing about it cause it was so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and check out this song called sophia by nerina pallot. its such an awesome track! really!! her voice is so amazing! i loved listening to her stripped showcase on 987fm! it rocked, acousic music rocks lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gotta go, gonna go check out who dies in the end of shark attack. come on, stupid hero, DIE! *evil grin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Nadia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-7759960685386595336?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7759960685386595336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=7759960685386595336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7759960685386595336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7759960685386595336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/bleah.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-5422945701216517961</id><published>2007-05-01T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T19:37:50.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the looks of celebrities these days are constantly evolving. here's a look back at some of the hottest or WERE hot stars. okay, so some of MY favourite stars! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjciGNXPCHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bX9sXIbpShw/s1600-h/zac.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059550196435716210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjciGNXPCHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bX9sXIbpShw/s320/zac.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ZAC EFRON. this guy, wow. being able to look good in two complete different hair colours. the blonde one makes him look like the typical boy next door and the brown one, the bad boy. i prefer the dark colour because it really brings out his crystal blue eyes. HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjch7NXPCGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/w0iS7p5l8Sk/s1600-h/vanessa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059550007457155170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjch7NXPCGI/AAAAAAAAAFM/w0iS7p5l8Sk/s320/vanessa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA ANN HUDGENS. she still looks pretty much the same from when everyone fell in love with this sweetheart on high school musical to now, this bombshell solo artist. HOT! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjcht9XPCFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cV2DUpwQrfU/s1600-h/mka.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059549779823888466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjcht9XPCFI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cV2DUpwQrfU/s320/mka.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MARY-KATE AND ASHLEY OLSEN. from looking like americas sweethearts to looking like someone took away all their food and dressed them in oversized clothes. they look pretty okay in this pictures but look at other pictures! someone, feed these two! NOT! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjchldXPCEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dbLsDPTFcoI/s1600-h/jesse.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059549633795000386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjchldXPCEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dbLsDPTFcoI/s320/jesse.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JESSE MCCARTNEY. from the floppy blonde hair to spikes, this guy would probably even look good bald. HOT! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjchb9XPCDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1JuHj-fVdHA/s1600-h/hilary+duff.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059549470586243122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rjchb9XPCDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/1JuHj-fVdHA/s320/hilary+duff.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HILARY DUFF. ditch the all blonde hair, add black highlights, ditch the skin tone eye shadow, its eyeliner time, ditch the sweet pink outfits, she's going all black now, ditch the pink nail polish, its black time. ditch being americas favourite girl next door and become part of the adam's family. one word, NOT! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjchSdXPCCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KFSjy_n1Sck/s1600-h/christina.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059549307377485858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjchSdXPCCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KFSjy_n1Sck/s320/christina.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHRISTINA AGUILERA! wow, she's evoloved so much. from a princess to dirrty, to stripped to a marilyn monroe style. Christina looks good at all phases of her life. HOT! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjchGNXPCBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EN4bKnUeV80/s1600-h/britney.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059549096924088338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjchGNXPCBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EN4bKnUeV80/s320/britney.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRITNEY SPEARS. from being loved by everyone. then getting married to some guy for 48hours. then marrying 'rapper' K-Fed. BIG MISTAKE btw. they having sean preston(HOT NAME) then giving birth to son number two Jayden James(ANOTHER HOT NAME) then getting dumped by K-Fed(shouldn't have married him in the first place) then becoming BFFs with the infamous socialite Paris Hilton, ditiching her undergarments and exposing herself to the world, checking herself into rehab(alcohol), running out of rehab, shaving her head BALD, getting a tatoo(HOT!) needing mummy spears to force her back to rehab. what is becoming of britney? i really hope her comeback album is awesome. rumors have it that timberland has offered to help brit out. and ex bf justin timberlake says 'i wouldn't mind helping her out and producing her record, if she can be really really dedicated to it.' SWEET! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:DNadia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-5422945701216517961?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5422945701216517961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5422945701216517961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5422945701216517961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5422945701216517961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/looks-of-celebrities-these-days-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjciGNXPCHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/bX9sXIbpShw/s72-c/zac.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-6616113962448424896</id><published>2007-05-01T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T18:36:54.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, so i changed my skin once again. yay. oh ya, HAPPY LABOUR DAY or is it called may day? anyhow, happy no work no school day to everyone. whoa, i woke up only at 4pm. haha. cause it was so noisy outside. they were watching some movie. so LOUD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt eat anything since last night at 8, i had a sandwich. dont feel like eating pasta lah. oh my god. Xiaxue aka Wendy's blog is so entertaining! haha.. i was reading bout something that happened to her in jb. damn funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And roxanne and i were talking last night and she wants to be a plastic surgeon. haha. then we planned to screw up this girl's face so she'll look like a luo han fish. haha, then she'll look a little like that teacher in school!! *evil laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess who was eliminated yesterday in the amazing race? OSWALD AND DANNY! NOOO!! i wanted charla and mirna out. OMG, those two are SO annoying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the top 3 teams remaining&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059532479695620082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjcR-9XPB_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/G1WZCHAKM04/s320/GW254H408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DUSTIN AND KANDICE!!! my favourite team! they MUST win!!! the first ever all female team to win the amazing race? PERHAPS..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059532342256666594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjcR29XPB-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/bUpMpGHQIm0/s320/eric+and+danielle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ERIC AND DANIELLE. everyone's favourite bickering couple:D they entered the race last time as eric and jeremy and danielle and dani. the two fell in love and blah blah blah. now the are eric and danielle. guy's hot but he kinda has an attitude. 2place again for eric? PERHAPS... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059532239177451474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjcRw9XPB9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/kOvtMqjx2B0/s320/charla+and+mirna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHARLA AND MIRNA. the most annoying team EVER in the amazing race in my books. seriously. why are they even here? GO HOME!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, so i saw my tag board and this jerk tagged it. probably the same person as 'passer-by'. i mean, honestly, if you're SO daring to tag those crap, use your real name! OMIGOD right? seriously, i'm so scared that he's threatening me. yeah yeah. sense the sarcasm. honestly one word, WHATEVER. and three other words, GET A LIFE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;american idol tomorrow! yay! there are 6 left since no one was eliminated last week. all in good spirit on idol gives back, so on thursday night, 2 will be going home. Any two will be fine EXCEPT jordin sparks and blake lewis. scary, imagine my bad luck and those are the two that go home. NO!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;spiderman three opened in theaters today. bet its gonna be kickass lah. i wanna go catch it. but according to dan and young, tickets are going fast and very few tickets are left for the next few days and are all single seats. BORING! and dan saw this security guy with the tape for the show. that big roll of film at 8.40 in the morning at a certain cinema. one question, dan, what the hell are you doing there at 8 plus in the morning?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh ya, and check out this track by danity kane. its called touching my body. dont think of it in that way! it goes a little like this starring at me all night long while i'm out on the floor, it was clear what you wanted, so you pushed up on it. okay, so its a LITTLE wrong, but the song is a real nice track! go check it out on imeem,youtube,radioblogclub or ANYTHING! check it out! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i've been listening to this few tracks on repeat lately. before he cheats/carrie underwood it has the country feel to it, but its nice. Why/avril lavigne its cause i miss the old avril, i mean the new her is awesome and all but just miss the old avril lavigne. thanks for the memories/fall out boy what do i have to say? FOB's tunes are so catchy! Play with fire/Hilary duff more of a clubbing feel to it, WAY nicer than with love. Cry/mandy moore the OST of a walk to remember, i'm in love with that movie so its no shock that the track has also caught my heart. Sophia/Nerina pallot hello?nerina pallot so duh i listen to the song!. What hurts the most/rascal flatts SO NICE!. Umbrella/rihanna damn damn damn nice, the words are a little weird but really nice. Say ok/vanessa hudgens duh, its Vanessa hudgens, she's so pretty and her voice is really cute, the lyrics are also amazing. Grow old with you/Adam sandler, the lyrics are the sweetest words i've EVER heard on any song. CHECK IT OUT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)Nadia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-6616113962448424896?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6616113962448424896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=6616113962448424896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6616113962448424896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6616113962448424896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/05/okay-so-i-changed-my-skin-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjcR-9XPB_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/G1WZCHAKM04/s72-c/GW254H408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-4389759585046252944</id><published>2007-04-30T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:57:28.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Okay, cant sleep. so gonna upload some random pictures! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059248492163041218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjYPstXPB8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/uoHHLGyJJNk/s320/nadia+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ME AGAINST MYSELF!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjYPSdXPB7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/3PmRJVRBpmc/s1600-h/nadia+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059248041191475122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjYPSdXPB7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/3PmRJVRBpmc/s320/nadia+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I SWEAR, ITS ALL BRITNEY SPEARS. EVERYONE, CUT HER SOME SLACK. SHE'S TRYING HER BEST TO RECOVER SO I'M SURE IT WOULD HELP HER LOADS IF EVERYONE JUST BACKS OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjYOh9XPB6I/AAAAAAAAADs/EFSVj8hfPQs/s1600-h/danity+kane.bmp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059247207967819682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjYOh9XPB6I/AAAAAAAAADs/EFSVj8hfPQs/s320/danity+kane.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; DANITY KANE. AUNDREA.AUBREY.D WOODS.SHANNON.DAWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjYNW9XPB5I/AAAAAAAAADk/KsRlOfP-rOI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059245919477630866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjYNW9XPB5I/AAAAAAAAADk/KsRlOfP-rOI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; AMERICAS NEXT TOP MODEL CYCLE 6! MY TOP 2 FAVOURITE GIRLS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;SARA(BRUNETTE)&gt;TOP 4!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOANIE(BLONDE)&gt;TOP 2!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjYM89XPB4I/AAAAAAAAADc/M9AIzDBDTmU/s1600-h/me+against+myself.bmp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059245472801032066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjYM89XPB4I/AAAAAAAAADc/M9AIzDBDTmU/s320/me+against+myself.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF OBSESSION. SEE, I ADMITED IT. YOU CAN TOO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;:)Nadia also known as chinchow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-4389759585046252944?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4389759585046252944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=4389759585046252944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4389759585046252944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4389759585046252944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RjYPstXPB8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/uoHHLGyJJNk/s72-c/nadia+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7490192193625165384</id><published>2007-04-30T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T20:28:35.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;finally! done with the freakin skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue paper today. sucky. i didnt even read ONE question. finished the whole paper in 15minutes, that should be a record or something. wait, i saw cally finishing her paper about 2 minutes before me. THAT should be a record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do ya'll think of my new skin? let me know.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks amanda for helping me solve that TINY problem i had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we just found out that that bloody trainee teacher MAY be staying on pass may 11. OMG!?! why is god doing this to me? SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! no school tomorrow. hooray for may day! hey, that rhymes a little. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably upload ALL the nonsense pictures manda took that day with my phone. i swear, there's ALOT! thanks manda for cramming up my phone with YOUR pictures. if anyone saw my phone, they might think i was obsessed with you or something. FREAKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guys, check out the video for vanessa hudgens' latest single say ok. she looks DAMN pretty in it lah. such a treat for the guys. dont worry, here's some sugar for the ladies. ZAC EFRON is in the video. damn hot now, with spikey hair. i mean, he looked good with floppy blonde hair.. nut now WOW! seriously, check it out. and the songs pretty okay too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And liz just told me some things on msn thats really making me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i've gotta go. AMAZING RACE ALL STARS baby! pray charla and mirna are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-7490192193625165384?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7490192193625165384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=7490192193625165384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7490192193625165384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7490192193625165384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/finally-done-with-freakin-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-8153283631322400060</id><published>2007-04-27T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T21:08:24.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll stand by you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'll stand by you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girls aloud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[originally performed by the pretenders]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh, why you look so sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tears are in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Come on and come to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don’t be ashamed to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let me see you through’cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ve seen the dark side too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When the night falls on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You don’t know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nothing you confess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Could make me love you less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So if you’re mad, get mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don’t hold it all inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Come on and talk to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hey, what you got to hide? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I get angry too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well I’m a lot like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When you’re standing at the crossroads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And don’t know which path to choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Let me come along’cause even if you’re wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Take me in, into your darkest hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I’ll never desert you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And when,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When the night falls on you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You’re feeling all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You won’t be on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Take me in, into your darkest hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I’ll never desert you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all my friends, just want to dedicate the song to you guys and let ya'll know that i'll never desert you and i'll stand by you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-8153283631322400060?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/8153283631322400060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=8153283631322400060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8153283631322400060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8153283631322400060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/ill-stand-by-you.html' title='i&apos;ll stand by you'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-5230430591955302221</id><published>2007-04-27T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T20:55:12.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HELLO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so school was okay today. mrs elang and the ndp teachers gave us lollies! yay! just remembered, mine's still in my bag. oooh.. okay, too lazy to get it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew how to do that maths thing today. related to graphs okay? yay! i'm beginning to study maths a little now cause probably the teacher is nice. ya, &lt;strong&gt;miss joyce lynn teo&lt;/strong&gt;. at least i think her name is joyce lynn. correct me if i'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit was fun, &lt;strong&gt;AS USUAL&lt;/strong&gt;! mrs soon is such a great teacher. so lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS was dull, nothing surprising there. duh. i like the way faith tan tied her hair today. the bun was so neat.damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go and study with manda and all today, not feeling well so i went home. had such a hard time explaining to oreal where my mum's place was. &lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt;! haha..[hello oreal, if you're reading this(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home, had a shower the laid in bed for about an hour, watching veronica mars at the same time. i &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; that show. its damn nice. it stars kristen bell. she's really pretty. the show is so interesting, i cant wait to find out who killed her best friend lily.(okay,lily's a stupid name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did you guys know val had long hair? ya! &lt;strong&gt;VALERIE TAY XIN YEE!&lt;/strong&gt;(she told me her full name) :)&lt;strong&gt; HEY VAL&lt;/strong&gt;! if you're reading this! and she promised to show me a picture of her in long hair in school. when my cca starts, she'll show me on that day. yup, val, you promised! haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and american idol last night, oh my god. NO eliminations! thank god. when ryan seacrest announced 4 of them were safe, the two lest was my favourite girl, &lt;strong&gt;JORDIN&lt;/strong&gt; and one of my favourite guys &lt;strong&gt;CHRIS&lt;/strong&gt;(i also like &lt;strong&gt;BLAKE&lt;/strong&gt;) was left. so nervous that last few minutes for me. carrie underwood's video made me cry. it was so touching, i mean i was actually tearing cause it was so sad. and to make things so much better, they played her rendition of i'll stand by you(originally by the pretenders, girls aloud also sang their rendition of that song).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and heroes last night was really interesting. clarie found her birth mother and she knows her step father is up to someting and that she cant trust him. Nikki(Jessica) is still locked up. they think she's mad, cause she says her sister jessica is in her. our japanese friend is as usual getting into trouble. &lt;strong&gt;WHEN ARE THEY GONNA SAVE THE WORLD?&lt;/strong&gt; save the cheerleader, save the world. guys, &lt;strong&gt;WATCH THE SHOW&lt;/strong&gt;! its freaking nice and addictive! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gonna go download some nerina pallot songs now. yay, the weekend is finally here! woohoo! can sleep till the afternoon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;:)NADIA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-5230430591955302221?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5230430591955302221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5230430591955302221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5230430591955302221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5230430591955302221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-okay-so-school-was-okay-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-626813585197228257</id><published>2007-04-25T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T19:59:07.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god. my brother did something to the computer yesterday and the whole thing crashed! i couldnt use it last night! damn it lah. but its fine today. yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway lets talk about yesterday. yesterday was damn fun! really! school was fun yesterday. though i felt like crap cause i was still sick. yup, i didnt go to school on monday cause i really was sick. yup...&lt;br /&gt;anyway back to yesterday, lets try to remember what happened... okay, recess yesterday was okay. i hanged out with amanda and oreal during recess. so fun. then yesterday during assembly, mary clare was the MC! woohoo! she didnt screw up, THANK GOD! she was so nervous before that! then lunch time, as in the break for ndp people.. ahem, i mean ndp 'garden fairies'. i was hanging out with oreal, manda,beat. haha. beat was talking bout some piercing at some place. ahem, THAT place. yup. let your imagination go wild kids. then manda and i didnt have to dance during ndp cause she was on mc and i had a letter written by my mum. yes,yes my mum. she wrote it.&lt;br /&gt;so we watched the entire dance. was kinda nice, like really graceful and all. then there was this nice lady, that important lady. what was her name? i'll ask amanda. wanda rokiki. thanks manda. okay, i apologise for the spelling error. yeah, she was that nice lady with striking neon orange toe nails. i swear, STRIKING! haha, damn nice though.&lt;br /&gt;and oreal pissed cally off. damn funny. lets not elaborate on that. :)&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, did i mention that there's a hump at the entrance of selatar camp? its kinda high so when the bus goes over it, damn fun. after that hump, coincidentally, me and manda started singing my humps. JINKS! :)&lt;br /&gt;and manda was making me laugh throughout the whole day by saying this phrase. nameP****surnameP****. haha. sorry, inside joke. but it was damn funny. :)&lt;br /&gt;then the journey back was fun cause our monsters in the bus was singing and mrs tan and mrs elang was also singing along. wouldn't you know? the two strict teachers laughing and playing along? we passed by group 13,14's bus(oreal,liz,beat)and everyone was doing their own thing, so emo and all. haha. EMO GROUPS! :)&lt;br /&gt;then when we FINALLY reached school, got our bags and everyone was going home. tired what, under the hot sun. what am i complaining so much about? i wasnt dancing. :) so manda followed me to the other bus stop since it was closer to my place. SO SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;then i went home, saw my brother using the com, had a shower, came out to watch tv and then my brother looks at me from the computer area and said sorry. something wrong with the computer. not my fault. SO PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;today we had 4periods of F&amp;amp;N theory! shockingly, it was kinda fun. KINDA! we learnt ALOT! i swear, ALOT! common test is coming! must study!!&lt;br /&gt;ndp tomorrow! damn it lah! so irritating. but i not dancing tomorrow. yay! :) mum wrote letter to excuse me for the entire week. woohoo! anyway, going to see doctor tomorrow. my skin doctor. gonna see, maybe she can give me mc for 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;AND this morning, my mum though i overslept and she woke my up at 6.10am!!! OMIGOD! i was like today at 8! then she was all, sorry. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;and me and mummy just spend like 10minutes trying to work the air purifier thing. haha. she actually used her mouth to try to open the essence thing. haha. then i was like wow, i can smell it lah. damn strong. then she was like, i can taste it, damn bitter. haha. funny mummy.&lt;br /&gt;okay, gotta go. gonna go do something more productive like downloading music or something. haha, didnt expect that did ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)NADIA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-626813585197228257?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/626813585197228257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=626813585197228257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/626813585197228257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/626813585197228257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7452903898686322412</id><published>2007-04-24T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T12:13:20.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>passer-by</title><content type='html'>hi. just wanted to let  'passer-by' know that if he or she dares to tag anything that appears to be threatening me, i have the right to inform the police about this and that person will be charged under harassment. my friend told me this and since it made sense i may just do that. all it takes is for that person to threaten me on my tag board again and i swear i will not hesitate to get the police inform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Nadia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-7452903898686322412?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7452903898686322412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=7452903898686322412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7452903898686322412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7452903898686322412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/passer-by.html' title='passer-by'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-1224734801959794957</id><published>2007-04-23T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T18:39:12.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>didnt go to school today. sick. honest! cally called me just now. she did it! she pierced her tongue. she was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: i did it!&lt;br /&gt;N: your tounge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C: YEAH! its starting to swell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N:whoa. didnt think you would really go through with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay! tonight at 8.30, the amazing race all stars. this episode will determine the top 3 teams. i'm rooting for Dustin and Kandice. i think they may be the FIRST all female team to win the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056562797098651506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RiyFErmFT3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rDKreVm9Yq8/s320/GW274H226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From left: Dustin Seltzer and Kandice Pelletier, both 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, they're beauty queens. they first met one another while rooming with each other at the Miss America pageant in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056565799280791426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RiyHzbmFT4I/AAAAAAAAADE/39cOmfCSt3I/s320/GW254H408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dustin was Miss California 2005 and she recently married her long-time sweetheart, Luke,30. She graduated Magna Cum Laude from California Baptist University with a BA in Speech Communications.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kandice was crowned Miss New York 2005 and is currently studying her senior year at New York University.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were originally from season 10 and came in 4th in that race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056566142878175122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RiyIHbmFT5I/AAAAAAAAADM/Y98WsChDlVQ/s320/GW201H320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other teams in this race, "It's just really exciting to be on the race with them....it's an honor. They're just classic teams they're all remembered for something. And to be racing beside them I mean, hopefully we're remembered for something more than just being the evil blondes(laughs)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056566980396797858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RiyI4LmFT6I/AAAAAAAAADU/DKl2IDNL6Bc/s320/desperate+housewives.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, there's desperate housewives tonight too! yay! tonights about gabriella going back to modelling, susan finding her daughter doing a little something with some guy and some screwed up family member visits bree. yup. monday nights are the bomb! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)Nadia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-1224734801959794957?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1224734801959794957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=1224734801959794957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1224734801959794957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1224734801959794957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/didnt-go-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RiyFErmFT3I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rDKreVm9Yq8/s72-c/GW274H226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-996057067846040907</id><published>2007-04-22T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:31:27.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks cally for opening my eyes and showing me who are the people backstabbing me. like the people who appear to be little angels in front of me yet all they are really doing are twisting the knife they stuck through my back. gee.. if you think i'm talking about you. that is your conscience. you probably feel guilty. yup. thanks cally for telling me the people who are actually sabotaging me without me knowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-996057067846040907?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/996057067846040907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=996057067846040907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/996057067846040907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/996057067846040907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/thanks-cally-for-opening-my-eyes-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-326458659268673016</id><published>2007-04-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:25:18.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cally and i solved the freakin stupid matter between us! yay! we're talking on the phone now and laughing about how stupid the matter was. yay! friends again! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-326458659268673016?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/326458659268673016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=326458659268673016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/326458659268673016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/326458659268673016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/cally-and-i-solved-freakin-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-3021329699488368373</id><published>2007-04-22T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:03:21.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CALLY NG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so over the entire weekend, i started thinking. started to think about the shit thats going on between cally and me. and the more i thought about it, the more stupid i found it. i cant even recall why we started fighting in the first place. i think it was due to some dumb, stupid weird reason, probably. and its so stupid to lose a friend over something so small. if you think about it, we use to hate each other then we became friends. close friends. so what i'm trying to say is that there must be something in each other that we find friendly. Overall, what i'm really trying to say is that cally, i'm sorry. sorry for hurting you, sorry for calling you names, sorry for writing that mean post about him. sorry for everything. and i hope we can go back to the way we were, as in like a few months ago, not go back to sec one, cause that would be the same thing thats going on now. yup, just wanted to say sorry. sorry cally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-3021329699488368373?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3021329699488368373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=3021329699488368373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3021329699488368373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3021329699488368373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/cally-ng-okay-so-over-entire-weekend-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-7305696824023272510</id><published>2007-04-20T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:04:16.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks so much for making me feel like total shit. thanks for making me feel like crap. thanks for making me cry. thanks for making me want to die. thanks for calling me a bitch. thanks for saying that everyone hates me. thanks for sayinh that 'i gross you out'. thanks for always making me sad. thanks for always 'ditching me'. and did i mention you're such a great friend? where would i be without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-7305696824023272510?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/7305696824023272510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=7305696824023272510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7305696824023272510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/7305696824023272510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-you.html' title='thank you.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-4834667303886033756</id><published>2007-04-20T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:53:54.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i'm in the blogging mood today.&lt;br /&gt;school today was like being in hell. first of all, i came to school SICK. yup, still feeling under the weather from yesterday. didnt go to school yesterday. and i consulted a doc on wednesday to get mc for pft. yup. anyway back to today, first period of the day. BIO. STRIKE ONE! then about half way through the lesson, elangovan made an annoucement for some girls who didnt go for ndp y'day. of course, knowing my bad luck, i was one of them. :( she was pretty nice though when i said i was absent from school. then she said she wanted a copy of my letter. so i went back to the third floor to ask miss charles for the letter. she said it was downstairs in the attendance folder. back to the first floor, told elang it was in the folder. STRIKE TWO! the letter was NOT in the folder. back i went to the third floor and told miss charles. after bio, she followed me to the office and she spent bout 10minutes looking for the freakin letter. she was nice enought to photocopy it for me. THANKS MISS CHARLES! so then i had to give it to elang. STRIKE THREE! she was talking to a student and i had to wait another 10minutes for her. got bored and a little impatient so i just passed the letter to one of the office staff and went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English lesson. i missed almost 3/4 of the lesson. miss joseph was a little nice today. she didnt get all bitchy and all. i gave her my formal letter and she didnt scold me for handing it in late and everything. we did something related to music. all i could remember is listening to some song. some real BORING song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE. mum wrote me a letter to skip pe. cause i REALLY was not well today. roxanne got a two WHOLE week's mc. darn it. so jealous! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit. mrs soon was in such a bad mood today. i swear real bad mood. she started talking about murphy's law*(wrong things happen at the wrong time). then she was like ' i've been visited by murphy, murphy's uncle,murphy's father ect' then the whole class was all 'whose murphy?' so funny. yup, and did i mention we're all suppose to be lit students? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS. Roxanne and i were talking bout false nails. yup, those acrylic ones. we both are gonna get them done over the hols. yay! finally a manicure partner! hell yeah! FALSE NAILS RULE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS. had a test. kinda okay. i knew how to do the first part of the question. and He Gewen is from china! not sure if she was just messing around with me. and we ate pillows during maths. and thanks miss... damn it. still dont know her name. miss teo(thanks roxanne), yup thanks for the fruit plus!apple flavour, my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS. SOMEONE pissed me off so much. i swear SO MUCH. i wanted to freakin stab her through the heart. she said some real mean things to me. i mean, i'm human too right? hate to break it to you sister, but i have feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee.. what is it with people and trying to mess other people's lives right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major thanks to roxanne and oreal for making me feel so much better just now. thanks alot guys. i mean before talking to you guys, i felt like crap. no, i felt worst than crap. you both really cheered me up. bigtime. thanks lots. love you guys to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Nadia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-4834667303886033756?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4834667303886033756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=4834667303886033756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4834667303886033756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4834667303886033756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-im-in-blogging-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-2740435912197177643</id><published>2007-04-18T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:37:28.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think about it.</title><content type='html'>got it from liz's blog. it made a whole lot of sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick the stereotype &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;that fits you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SKINNY, so I MUST be bulimic.&lt;br /&gt;I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE,so i must be a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T HAVE A RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and not have any morals.&lt;br /&gt;I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.&lt;br /&gt;I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.&lt;br /&gt;I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.&lt;br /&gt;I TAKE ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a DANCER, So i must be stupid, stuckup, and a whore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be as slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a stupid ditz&lt;br /&gt;I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.&lt;br /&gt;I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a TEENGAGE DAD, so i must not support my kids.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm INTO THEATER &amp; ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a Hippie.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have BiG BuBS, so I MUST be a whore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hang out with GAYS, so i must be GAY TOO&lt;br /&gt;I'm a BLONDE, so I MUST be dumb&lt;br /&gt;I'm a HIPPIE, so I MUST be a Com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are what you are, must you do the things that other people think you should do?&lt;br /&gt;really, it makes a whole lot of sense to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-2740435912197177643?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2740435912197177643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=2740435912197177643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2740435912197177643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2740435912197177643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/think-about-it.html' title='think about it.'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-2560342821303920632</id><published>2007-04-18T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:01:40.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. school was okay today.not that bad.wait, no it sucked as usual. nothing new. i mean come on, its sjc right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some crap happened between cally and i. but we managed to solve it just like bout a half hour ago on msn. haha. nothing's gonna come between our friendship! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No english today. cause there was no english periods today. thank god. i have another day to cool down about that trainee teacher problem. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was the pft today. didnt go cause i already planned at the starting of the year that i was not gonna take my physical fitness test this year. yup. went to the poly clinic with mersa. we only spent bout a half hour there. damn fast today. serious! and honestly i really was a TAD bit sick today. the fugly doc gave me only ONE day mc. like wtf right? and some muscle relax pills. i think it works cause i feel damn light now. like you know what i mean right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mersa and i went to school cause she wanted to meet joey. so we waited outside school tell she and marilyn came out. davinia wong saw me and was like 'nadia, you didnt go for pft?' and i was all 'yeah, i'm on mc'. decided to give her a rest since she's pregnant and all. i mean, she booked me a million times last year and i was this close to being suspended. she was responsible for my POOR conduct grade. but all that was in the past, i've gotten over it. and i've moved on. whoa, now that sounds like a break up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f&amp;n today was nasty. we made mutton curry. MUTTON BABY! it turned out pretty nice and tasty but the cooking, more like the cleaning of meat process, now that was plain NASTY. haha. guessed what? palani, of all weeks, decided not to change partners today so i was stuck with wanting AGAIN! had to go through the hell all over again. OMG! haha. roxanne and joey were opposite us. haha. not like they were doing much better. joey kept complaining bout her. and roxanne kept scolding joey. hey, at least there was some entertainment just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and i decided to start afresh. i'm gonna forgive and forget all the shit that happened last year,last month, last week,yesterday,just now, EVERYTHING. i'm gonna forgive that trainee, i'm gonna forget all the shit that's going on with my life. i'm gonna forgive all the girls,usually i would say bitches, who go around bitching about me cause they're THAT bored with their own pathetic lives. i'm gonna forget everything. EVERYTHING. except the good things, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and for thouse who care, like cally,shamala,amanda,oreal,prasheena and all, its been 18DAYS! i repeat 18DAYS! whoa, never thought i get this far. i honestly expected myself to break down and give up half away. thanks to all your support, i'm doing fine.no, i'm doing great. thanks guys. what would i do without you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, the muscle relax things are really kicking in. my fingers are having such a hard time typing. yup. mummy wants me to get to bed soon. cause she says the pills are strong. damn it, she's gotta be a nurse right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, goodnight. and yeah, check out this song. it's called circle circle dot dot. its AWESOME! i swear, the first time i heard it was on 987. love at first listen? yup. awesome track. check it out. damn nice. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-2560342821303920632?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/2560342821303920632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=2560342821303920632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2560342821303920632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/2560342821303920632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-4143964279378630259</id><published>2007-04-17T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T20:17:40.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interested in making some quick extra cash easily?</title><content type='html'>HEY YA'LL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i came across this awesome website that allows you to earn money while surfing the net. and you can earn more by introducing friends to it! so that means, you click on my link, then your friend clicks on your link and it goes on and on, unless someone dies in the middle, then it'll just stop there. FLAT.&lt;br /&gt;yup. so this is my link if you're interested in earning some quick extra cash by the side, PLUS you'll also be doing me a favour! its a win-win situation! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.agloco.com/r/BBDH1252"&gt;www.agloco.com/r/BBDH1252&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on that, then sign up IMMEDIATELY! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and major thanks to you kind souls who took the one minute to fill up that TINY application form. ya'll rock! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Nadia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-4143964279378630259?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/4143964279378630259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=4143964279378630259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4143964279378630259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/4143964279378630259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/interested-in-making-some-quick-extra.html' title='interested in making some quick extra cash easily?'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-5130381292819575002</id><published>2007-04-17T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:30:39.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so now i'm in school. dang it, yesterday my freakin computer had like ONE plug unplugged and we all know how bad i am with machinery right? so i seriously FAILED bigtime trying to fix the bloody computer. Eventually i gave up, called marilyn then watched amazing race. yes amanda, i like that show. and i was damn tired yesterday, i was lying on my bed getting ready to watch desperate housewives and totally fell asleep! WTF right? damn it lah. so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was pretty alright. nah, totally kidding. it was dead boring. i so cant believe i'm still in school. And yes, i ponned ndp AGAIN! cause i have 'prayers'. THANKS ROXANNE for you-know-what! Cally doesnt want to let me go home. that IDIOT! haha. she's like so sitting beside me now and shouting at other people in the lab. SHUT UP CALLY! :) she's going to church and was like so pissed cause i didnt want to go with her. I wanna go home and watch NORBIT! haha. marilyn told me it was nice, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang it. F&amp;N practical tomorrow. guess whats the theme? MEAT. dreading it. too bad, mum's sick and tired of me skipping school so i HAVE to go to school tomorrow. ewww.. last week we had to clean fish, then does that mean tomorrow we must clean meat. like the chicken's ass or something. now thats just way nasty. WAY NASTY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and just now in maths class i finally knew how to do something in maths! woohoo! finally i got someting that trainee teacher said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of trainee teachers, i have this trainee english teacher. such a freakin bitch. see liz, i'm not mentioning names! she totally showed me her fucked up attitude towards me. first she got pissed cause i didnt do my formal letter*(that i cant blame her), then she shouted at me when i asked mersa if she had that formal letter question paper, then she asked me to go sit back at my place. AND then when she walked past me, she totally starred at me and blinked away. and rolled her fucked up eyes at me. like what the hell? you're a stupid trainee teacher so dont come around here and show me attitude. TRAINEE! that is T-R-A-I-N-E-E! so dont try to be all nice and all in front of the class and then give the students you dislike attitude. take that stupid attitude of yours to some other place, like perhaps hell cause thats where you belong! i cant be bothered with such asses like her. and come on, maybe the next time she shops for foundation, she should try getting something thats at least a little close to her skin tone. dont try to be fair if you're not! i mean come on! does she need a student's help? cause if she does, i'll be more than happy to help her. hold on, no i wont. i would not even look at her irritating face anymore. damn it, gotta go hand in my english letter after this. gotta see that bitch again. and tomorrow and the day after that. at least its just till 11may! i have that date engraved in my brain. the last day she will be with sjc. the last day she will be teaching me. the last day i'll probably see her. woohoo! i cant wait. and i plan to tell her on that day what type of bitch she's been and she's so gonna say "dont show me attitude" she told roxanne that the other day. get a life bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gotta go hand in my english letter. woo hoo*sarcastic. what ever lah. just give it to her and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Nadia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-5130381292819575002?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5130381292819575002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5130381292819575002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5130381292819575002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5130381292819575002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-so-now-im-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-6741614733304871780</id><published>2007-04-15T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T21:52:32.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. so i came back to mum's after the weekend at dad's. so-so. i've been getting more and more boring it appears so. i think that my life is getting duller and duller by the second. whats up with that? i find it fun reading people's blogs now and get irritated when their most recent post is like a million years ago. i find it fun viewing other people's profiles on friendster. i'm losing interest in tv and radio. okay, just kidding bout the radio part. but i have been listening less of 987 and that can never be a good sign. i'm finally able to sleep till 11am. i use to sleep till only 9 so thats a good sign and i still enjoy talking on the phone to whoever. see, ALOT of things have changed. ALOT. i think i've grown up. YEAH RIGHT! but i feel i'm not as fun as how i was before. i've cut down on laughing. no more smoking for me. i havent drank in like a million years and i've actually done SOME homework. the day i do all my homework,PIGS WILL FLY. i havent gone roller bladding in forever. the last time i went swimming? cant even remember. last time i worked out at the gym? donkey years ago. i have the fats on my body to prove it. i've become something, no someone else. and i dont like that person. i dont like the new good girl me at all. NOT ONE BIT. and it scares me cause i feel like i'm losing myself to something else. i'm scared that i may become some dull old boring person that everyone makes fun off. i NEED a life again! OMG! i feel like i'm dead. i'm a dead person living in the real world. well, everyone says i'm living in a world of my own. OMG! i need someone to come and save me. its like i'm screaming out for help and there's no one answering my cries. whats happening to me. i think this is what other people call GROWING UP. its scary, but its a face everyone goes through in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so now i'm starting to sound like a cheesy newspaper columist but hey, its the real deal. honest! so now, the best time. time to complain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it with people signing in and out of msn? i mean they sign in then they sign out. then that freakin small windows live messenger thing keeps popping in and out, in and out. SO IRRITATING! its these type of small things that pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND for crying out loud, when someone calls you, PICK UP THE PHONE! it real annoying when i call someone and then they dont pick up! whats up with that? if you're busy, will it kill you to pick it up and say 'hey, i'm busy now. call you later?' NOW, was that so difficult? HONESTLY, show some respect to the person calling!! GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do they have so many different sizes and brands for batteries.okay, the brands part, i can forgive, but who is that moron who created so many different sizes for batteries. you know i had to go to ntuc 3 times! yeah, thats THREE times to get the right size. did i mention THREE TIMES?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to that bitch who's obviously trying to ruin my life. read this out loud, GET A LIFE? i mean get your own life, that is. Stop trying to be my friend and listen to me bitch bout some girl i dont like, then go behind my back and tell her everything i say. and stop trying to create conflicts between me and some of my friends. because unlike you, we're mature enough to talk it through and realize you're the middle party. so seriously get a grip and get the hell out of my life or you can just come and kiss my ass. CLEAR BITCH? i think you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, i feel so much better now. yup. WAY better! well, gotta go. gonna try to call that person one more time. if she doesnt pick up, Oh there will be hell tomorrow in school. i'm telling you HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Nadia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: oh ya, this phrase is from that SWEET movie a walk to remember. it really makes a whole lot of sense.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IS LIKE THE WIND. YOU CAN SEE IT,YOU CAN ONLY FEEL IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-6741614733304871780?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/6741614733304871780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=6741614733304871780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6741614733304871780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/6741614733304871780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-1317171780671584689</id><published>2007-04-13T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T20:17:00.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMERICAN IDOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god. i hate my life. instead of complaining, i want to talk about AMERICAN IDOL SEASON 6! not as rocking as last season but there are some pretty good ones and there are some SERIOUSLY bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052878269289882082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9uA75QYeI/AAAAAAAAABc/t9ZL5U2NMhY/s320/blake+lewis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLAKE LEWIS!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052878617182233074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9uVL5QYfI/AAAAAAAAABk/Si_guOSH2QM/s320/brandon+rogers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;BRANDON ROGERS.ELIMINATED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052879222772621826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9u4b5QYgI/AAAAAAAAABs/lf-oBvDPXs8/s320/chris+richardson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;CHRIS RICHARDSON! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052879450405888530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9vFr5QYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ecQAtRl3Jkg/s320/chris+sligh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;CHRIS SLIGH. ELIMINATED.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052879879902618146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9ver5QYiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FlXEiT-cnfM/s320/gina+glocksen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;GINA GLOCKSEN! ELIMINATED.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052880343759086130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9v5r5QYjI/AAAAAAAAACE/wtvnnwzkSYc/s320/haley+scarnato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HALEY SCARNATO! ELIMINATED.(damn nice legs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052880919284703810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9wbL5QYkI/AAAAAAAAACM/S7LqiXIAGS8/s320/jordin+sparks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JORDIN SPARKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052881662314046034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9xGb5QYlI/AAAAAAAAACU/k15bL4ZlG3Q/s320/lakisha+jones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;LAKISHA JONES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052882495537701474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9x275QYmI/AAAAAAAAACc/4Pl-G9rFdXU/s320/melinda+doolittle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;MELINDA DOOLITTLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052882860609921650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9yML5QYnI/AAAAAAAAACk/9aznSQE7pSw/s320/phil+stacey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;PHIL STACEY. ELIMINATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052883384595931778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9yqr5QYoI/AAAAAAAAACs/hH9uo3eATaA/s320/sanjaya+malakar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;SANJAYA MALAKAR.(he should have been out LONG time ago)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052883938646712978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9zK75QYpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IQ_79Ls5Mpo/s320/stephanie+edwards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;STEPHANIE EDWARDS. ELIMINATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMERICAN IDOL. WOOHOO! YEAH BABY! IT ROCKS. MAKES WEDNESDAY AND THURDAY NIGHTS FUN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)Chin Chow, Nadia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-1317171780671584689?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1317171780671584689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=1317171780671584689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1317171780671584689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1317171780671584689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/american-idol.html' title='AMERICAN IDOL'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rh9uA75QYeI/AAAAAAAAABc/t9ZL5U2NMhY/s72-c/blake+lewis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-5746810413216817962</id><published>2007-04-12T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:20:55.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. is it just me or does things always seem to get worst everyday? like every day that passes, i feel like there are more reasons for me to leave this world. NOT being emo okay? wtf is it with people and saying OMG, you're so emo. i mean shut up already,i'm NOT! for those assholes, seriously, get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school sucked, as per normal. temperature taking exercise this morning. didnt bring, didnt get booked. smart. then SS was way boring and someone was pissing me off so bad today. in her own bloody words, "if you wanna bitch about me, bitch to my face". too obvious who i'm talking about now right? so irritating. and like things were way better when after school, she went some place with MY friends, whom she also bitched about! wtf is it with her and bitching? and she gets annoyed when others talk about her. CHILDISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was fun. oreal said something damn funny and A LITTLE insulting to someone else. not gonna repeat it cause that person will get angry. but what oreal said about the muffin, was WAY funny. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJ can seriously kiss my ass. he is such an idiot. he totally called my mum and talked to her. telling her telling her the exact opposite of fucking bullshit he told me. such an ass. and my mum told me to shut up in class and listen to him. four words, OVER MY DEAD BODY. he can go kill himself for all i freakin care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped ndp AGAIN. went straight home, had a shower and went to bed. WAY tired. kept falling asleep in school. just woke up bout a half hour ago. way tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check the web. haylie went out of american idol. SAY WHAT?!?! yup, the girl with the totally hot legs. serious, its so nice. i want legs like that, but so never gonna be able to get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention i support gay movement. i mean now i honestly believe that everyone deserves to be happy with someone of the opposite sex or of the same sex. we're still all humans right? be it lesbians,bungs,gays and all the other weird type of people roxanne was telling me about, EVERYONE DESERVES A SHOT AT HAPPINESS. everyone does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its been 12days now since my last stick. going around pretty well. see prasheena, i told you i'm gonna be able to make it a month. just you wait and see. just you wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. gonna go offline now. prison break gonna start in 10 minutes now. gotta go switch off all the lights and all and watch it in my room. damn shiok, lying on my bed, watching prison break. In the air con. still damn tired. hopefully i dont fall asleep half way. Natasha told me this episode is way interesting. actually EVERY episode is interesting, HELLO?? wentworth miller is the main character. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Nadia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ashley tisdale's voice is so whiney in her song, head strong. but the words are nice and the music is not that bad. i would give the song 3stars. out of 5that is. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-5746810413216817962?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/5746810413216817962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=5746810413216817962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5746810413216817962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/5746810413216817962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-8117087517522974626</id><published>2007-04-11T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T23:33:44.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMIGOD!&lt;br /&gt;I CANT STAND IT WHEN YOUR SO CALLED FRIENDS DITCH YOU! WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THAT? CAN YOU STAND IT IF I DITCH YOU? NO! YOU WOULD GO AROUND WHINNING LIKE NO ONE'S FUCKING BUSINESS AND SERIOUSLY PISSED EVERYONE OFF. I CANT TAKE ANY OF YOUR BULL SHIT ANYMORE! YOU CAN JUST GO UP TO A HIGH BUILDING THEN JUST JUMP OFF AND I DONT KNOW, MAYBE DIE! GOD! AND STOP TELLING ME HOW TO TREAT MY FRIEND! FOR GOODNESS SAKE! SHE'S MY FRIEND AND I KNOW IT HURTS BUT SHE'S NOT YOUR FRIEND. SO DEAL WITH IT. I KNOW ITS SO OBVIOUS YOU LIKE HER BUT WHAT CAN I DO? SHE'S OBVIOUSLY NOT INTO YOU RIGHT? NOT NOW, NOT IN THE FUTURE! SO DEAL WITH IT! I CANT BELIEVE YOU TOLD ME TO WATCH THE WAY I TALK TO HER! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, I'M NOT IN LOVE WITH HER OR ANYTHING SO I DONT HAVE TO CHANGE TO MAKE HER HAPPY. SHE'S FINE WITH THE WAY I AM, SO SADLY, THAT MAKES YOU THE ONE IN THE WRONG. AND YOU CAN KEEP ON TRYING TO BE LIKE ONE OF US BUT SADLY BITCH, YOU'LL ALWAYS REMAIN A CHEENA ASSHOLE. NOW AND FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;AND IF YOU THOUGHT THAT YOU AND HER ARE FRIENDS NOW,THINK AGAIN! SO NOW YOU CAN RUN ALONG TO YOUR CHEENA 'FRIENDS', WHO YOU ARE DEFINITELY GONNA DITCH SOON AND START BITCHING ABOUT ME BUT THE TRUTH IS BITCH, I CANT CARE LESS ABOUT WHAT YOU FUCKING CARE! READ THESE WORDS BITCH, I DONT CARE. GOT IT? GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH, AND DONT COME RUNNING TO ME IF YOUR SO-CALLED FRIENDS DITCH YOU. HONEY, THERE'S A WORD IN THE WORLD TO DESCRIBE THAT AND ITS CALLED KARMA. WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND. WAIT BITCH, YOUR TIME WILL COME SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So I don't want to be the last,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be the first,&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be alone with my thoughts tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to be afraid,&lt;br /&gt;don't want to look away,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to breathe,&lt;br /&gt;No I don't want to be the last,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be the first,&lt;br /&gt;I just need a hope and a light to follow,&lt;br /&gt;Like sailors look to stars to find their way home,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to breathe on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO DO NOT NEED SUCH A FRIEND LIKE YOU. HOPE YOU JUST ROT IN HELL, BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NADIA IS TOO PISSED TO SIGN OFF NICELY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-8117087517522974626?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/8117087517522974626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=8117087517522974626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8117087517522974626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8117087517522974626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/omigod-i-cant-stand-it-when-your-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-15526203618062258</id><published>2007-04-11T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:56:21.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all!&lt;br /&gt;today was so-so. cca was kinda fun. cause i didnt play at all. mersa,manda,zila,cally and i all just slacked around and walked around and just had fun with ourselves. NOT IN THAT WAY(for you gross minded people!). Today's the last day for the sec 4s and 5s. damn it lah. so lucky. they wont see that stupid yogi's face anymore. whoa, so hard to imagine cca without half the squard. actually, not that hard cause the seniors,most of them anyway, hardly come. so not a big difference. some of us were talking and were thinking of having a badminton chalet! yogi didnt seem so keen on that idea! COME ON EVERYONE! lets sign a petition saying we want a chalet. It's also a great way for the sec 2s and 3s to 'bond' as a squard.haha. thats definitely a plus side! yup. so lets have a chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry miss.. damn it. i don't know her name. my maths teacher. miss something. miss yeo or teo or something like that. sorry, i forgot to give you my maths homework that has been due for a million years now. SORRY MISS *eo!(not sure the first letter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;N today was probably the nastiest thing i've ever done in my life. i had to clean a fish. thank god my partner was wanting. well, actually it was a blessing as well as a curse. She cleaned the fish and did practically all the washing but she was WAY blur. seriously! god, i wanted to shoot myself. There was fish blood EVERYWHERE. too gross. thanks alot cally ng jiaying for rubbing fish blood on my wrist(she claims it was on accident). just you wait cally. you wait, i'll get back at you. someday, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics again was in the com lab so it was actually just an hour of slacking. everyone was on msn and chatting with everyone. such a cool class. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to school bout 30mins late today. at 8.30, i could still go to rm and meet mersa. haha, we ate breakfast then came to school. not as bad as last wednesday okay? school started at 7.30 and i woke up at 7.15! 15mins to get ready? lets get real, no way in hell could i make it on time. unless i ran. but i take bout 20mins to shower so no way in hell. so anyway, i got all ready at 8.30 and mersa called me and turns out she was late too! haha. we both met at rm at 8.45. ate breakfast and only reached school at 9.30.whoa, thats like 2whole hours being late. so cool. missed assembly and eveything. damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. anyway, i'm going to watch american idol on star world and then heroes. gonna come online at 11! yay! got all the fun people online at that time! yes, if you're reading this and you come online usually at night, i think you're fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so see you sexy people online later!&lt;br /&gt;if you're not online, you're still sexy in my books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Nadia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-15526203618062258?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/15526203618062258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=15526203618062258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/15526203618062258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/15526203618062258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-all-today-was-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-3362431282892212767</id><published>2007-04-10T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:29:07.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LMNOPC TRIBUTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i wanna thank all my friends for helping me through the hard times, for making me laugh and simply for making my life worthwhile. i love you guys loads! though i'm not close to some of you guys anymore, just want ya'll to know that i treasure your friendship alot and i dont know where i'll be without every single one of you guys. This is specially to the funnest clique in the WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LMNOPC!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YA, i stole the pictures from your friendster accounts! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051799927555907986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RhuZRL5QYZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qt2SUyXPViQ/s320/liz+chng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liz alexus chng. my sweet friend for 5YEARS! OMG, i know! come sec 5, it'll be 7years! WHOA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051801039952437666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RhuaR75QYaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oHS1DpBXKaw/s320/mary+clare.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mary Clare my darling! the weridest funnest coolest person i know. serious, she's such a fun person to hang around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051802431521841586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/Rhubi75QYbI/AAAAAAAAABE/vgTfOE_VZEc/s320/oreal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oreal my dear! the sexyest babe in the WORLD! :) Oreal is a bundle of joy and she makes everyone around her happy. I LOVE OREAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051805141646205394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RhueAr5QYdI/AAAAAAAAABU/dihQvVSzbrg/s320/cally.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cally.sweet sweet cally. such a fun and nice person! in your own words, 'hell yeah!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE LMNOPC! THOUGH WE'RE NOT AS CLOSE AS WE WERE BEFORE, ALL OF YOU GUYS STILL LIE IN A SPECIAL PLACE IN MY HEART. LOVE LOADS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)NADIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-3362431282892212767?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/3362431282892212767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=3362431282892212767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3362431282892212767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/3362431282892212767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/lmnopc-tribute.html' title='LMNOPC TRIBUTE!'/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lXlr0k1Nfk/RhuZRL5QYZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qt2SUyXPViQ/s72-c/liz+chng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-1614990072643357276</id><published>2007-04-10T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:42:21.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so school was not that boring today. SHOCKING! yup. assembly was this morning instead of the last 2 periods. they did something bout international friendship day and the emcees were rah and fel paul. OMG! they were so funny! AWESOME! haha. then the teachers were in some fashion parade. for some teachers it was okay. but for others, gonna give me nightmares tonight. WHOA, I"M SERIOUS. scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was in the lab again so as usual the class didnt do research but instead everyone went on msn and friendster and their blogs and all. yup, thats my class! :)&lt;br /&gt;Palani seemed surprisingly in a good mood today. serious! she didnt nag or scold us or anything. whats up with her? seriously?&lt;br /&gt;English was fun cause fel and i went to sit with cally,shamala and yen ton cause mel and jaya didnt come to school. Both damn lazy sia.&lt;br /&gt;CME was damn interesting. i swear. seng showed us this video of his wife giving birth. at first, everyone was traumatised but then we saw how the kid looked after being born, all clean and all of course and we all went, awww...&lt;br /&gt;didnt go for ndp today cause i didnt feel like it. liz is so gonna nag at me tomorrow. then cally and i went to my place first then we went to her church. she made me climb over the church gate. then we went around looking for nashon(correct spelling?) then we ended up finding jared in some strange deserted carpark studying. so we hunged out there till 3 other guys came. their names were.. nashon,jeramiah and..fuck! i forgot the last guys name! :( STM. seriously. and then we all studied! i did a little of my formal letter, i didnt complete it cause i didnt have the study mood. then we left church at about 6.15 and cally, jared and i took a bus to some bus stop and then we waited for another bus. cally's came first then jared and i were waiting for my bus, then he left to pick his brother up(so sweet,haha) then my bus came and i reached home at 7. had my shower and watched mtv asked hilary duff. her new video, gross! i mean, no offence hilary but seriously, ACT YOUR AGE. thank god she's never gonna read this. she's been portrayed as a disney princess and then suddenly a little black dress? no connections! OMG. i hate it when people try being something their not. everyone can tell if you are a fake so why bother pretending? everyone should just be happy with their freaking lives! i mean, if i can deal with my screwed up life, SO CAN YOU!&lt;br /&gt;yay. school starts at 8.30 tomorrow! thank god! get to sleep till like 7. woohoo! school so should start at 8.30 EVERYDAY. and xiaxue's blog, its so entertaining. serious!&lt;br /&gt;ROXANNE: all the best with the thing going on between you and your mum! :)&lt;br /&gt;CALLY: you dont need jerks in your life. if he did this with her, who knows what he does with other girls? FORGET ABOUT HIM!&lt;br /&gt;yup. so i'm so pissed right mow. there's this stupid lion dance thing or something involving that damn loud drums happening on the field opposite my place. i swear, if it doesnt stop by 11, things might start flying out my window. i may get violent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)Nadia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5418466606816403310-1614990072643357276?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/1614990072643357276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=1614990072643357276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1614990072643357276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/1614990072643357276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-school-was-not-that-boring-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5418466606816403310.post-8127707709039006111</id><published>2007-04-10T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:20:05.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;check out mary clare that hottie on youtube!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;just search for 'nadiaissoweird' and check out all three videos of her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so funny. she's trying to sing and act out the words at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;you gotta watch it to understand me. spread the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;dont hate me mary clare! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5418466606816403310-8127707709039006111?l=callmemad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/feeds/8127707709039006111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5418466606816403310&amp;postID=8127707709039006111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8127707709039006111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5418466606816403310/posts/default/8127707709039006111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmemad.blogspot.com/2007/04/check-out-mary-clare-that-hottie-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08714282539748031469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s129/nadiakumar/24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total>
