<?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-1583423490587801599</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:42:01.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so live like you mean it;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-8774676549876287932</id><published>2008-08-16T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:21:59.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feels like tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKbUSbcNBUI/AAAAAAAABPI/C8Jqv0fAMz8/s1600-h/blogz%21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKbUSbcNBUI/AAAAAAAABPI/C8Jqv0fAMz8/s320/blogz%21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235105029933565250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yea it's been a fun ride, luv bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved to &lt;a href="http://xanga.com/loveparaded"&gt;loveparaded@xanga&lt;/a&gt;(clickable!) just in case you haven't already found out (:&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving this blog open cos I know someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll be back :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-8774676549876287932?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/8774676549876287932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=8774676549876287932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8774676549876287932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8774676549876287932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/feels-like-tonight.html' title='feels like tonight'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKbUSbcNBUI/AAAAAAAABPI/C8Jqv0fAMz8/s72-c/blogz%21.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-7288770940636241880</id><published>2008-08-16T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T18:31:57.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKaqZwPQFNI/AAAAAAAABOw/qHVQVr2XRGA/s1600-h/CIMG9582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKaqZwPQFNI/AAAAAAAABOw/qHVQVr2XRGA/s320/CIMG9582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235058976287102162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HADRIAN RO KIAN WEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh I chose that picture mainly because I'm taller than you :)&lt;br /&gt;Haha, no I'm just kidding. It's unfortunately...the only picture I have with you O:&lt;br /&gt;Unless you'd like me to use the pic of you with Zanita *wiggles eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;So yes, you've been a great friend and it's been fun knowing you. We've had funfun in Macritchie, aye! Million dollar smile $$ :) and that crazy waving incident...I couldn't stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;So you're pretty much a sunshine spark even though you can be quite the /wrist emo kid sometimes. So take life easy and good luck for your O's!&lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOU GET INTO ACS IB ;D&lt;br /&gt;then you can still be&lt;br /&gt;adrian(h+1) with your partner!&lt;br /&gt;GOGOGOGO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-7288770940636241880?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/7288770940636241880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=7288770940636241880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7288770940636241880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7288770940636241880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/thats-sweet.html' title='that&apos;s sweet'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKaqZwPQFNI/AAAAAAAABOw/qHVQVr2XRGA/s72-c/CIMG9582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-4053775158423152954</id><published>2008-08-14T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:02:50.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my own piece of blue green sky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Find Me Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; Speak To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; I want to feel you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; I need to hear you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; You are the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; That's leading me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; To the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt; where I find peace, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;This is my 99th post. So once I hit 101, I will be moving to xanga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Will post the url soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQN0yWdIJI/AAAAAAAABOg/hoxbOav21O4/s1600-h/CIMG9686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQN0yWdIJI/AAAAAAAABOg/hoxbOav21O4/s320/CIMG9686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234323867431674002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;zann♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQNnLY4mfI/AAAAAAAABN4/lHN7IPzxml4/s1600-h/CIMG9682+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQNnLY4mfI/AAAAAAAABN4/lHN7IPzxml4/s320/CIMG9682+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234323633634580978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;BUDDY!♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQNnerbGII/AAAAAAAABOA/4VCP4tz5i9Q/s1600-h/jolene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQNnerbGII/AAAAAAAABOA/4VCP4tz5i9Q/s320/jolene.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234323638812612738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Jolene♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQNniYpDiI/AAAAAAAABOI/q-BRQLC6zHY/s1600-h/gina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQNniYpDiI/AAAAAAAABOI/q-BRQLC6zHY/s320/gina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234323639807577634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Gina♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQNnyt8cNI/AAAAAAAABOQ/GBne1kOHj4U/s1600-h/yunhui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQNnyt8cNI/AAAAAAAABOQ/GBne1kOHj4U/s320/yunhui.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234323644191895762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Yunhui♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQNoFqQUUI/AAAAAAAABOY/zBvtynVusag/s1600-h/CIMG9779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQNoFqQUUI/AAAAAAAABOY/zBvtynVusag/s320/CIMG9779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234323649276694850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Wenqi♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;K doesn't mean your pics aren't here means I don't luv you. More like I'm just too lazy to edit pics :) Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;So....pic of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQQVE3opFI/AAAAAAAABOo/fb9RfhBEx8w/s1600-h/CIMG7200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQQVE3opFI/AAAAAAAABOo/fb9RfhBEx8w/s320/CIMG7200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234326621181748306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;HAH, CAUGHT YOU THERE DIDN'T I :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-4053775158423152954?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/4053775158423152954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=4053775158423152954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4053775158423152954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4053775158423152954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/wheres-my-own-piece-of-blue-green-sky.html' title='Where&apos;s my own piece of blue green sky?'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKQN0yWdIJI/AAAAAAAABOg/hoxbOav21O4/s72-c/CIMG9686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-1770065252888948940</id><published>2008-08-13T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:14:27.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; There's a place that I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Where nobody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Where the rivers flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I call it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And there's no more lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And darkness is light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And nobody cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There's only butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I have no idea what to type in this box even though I've got a million feelings I'd really like to express right now and a gabillion thoughts racing through my mind but I have absolutely no idea how to pen these thoughts down and transform them into words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So I'll just write down stuff as it comes along and pops itself into my mind. We'll see at the end if they all fit together, just like a puzzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I miss SG. Is that surprising?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I really really really really really ^ the infinite power of sunshines and daisies strung together on a vine want to talk to you. Now now now. Go figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I need to lose fucking 5 kg. And I am going to make it even if I have to starve myself to get there. MUST GET TO 48KG. (Yea, I changed my previous target of 50 cos I decided..I'd still be a tad too fat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I want/need to runaway to a place where only I know to just lie down and gaze at the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" &gt;breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Talk lavender fields, somewhere in Venice where I can float down the river and maybe sink along with the already sinking country. Woohoo. Then again, Macritchie would totally cut it as the perfect place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm sick and tired of being the nice person everyone has expectations for. Everyone comes running to me when they have problems and all that shit but now that I look back, I wonder when's the last time I actually told someone everything I was feeling. Hmm.... yea. That never happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I am going to get killed by my PP supervisor on the first day of school when he checks my PP process journal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My health check up is this Friday...Or hopefully it is since I didn't book an appointment last time and I'm hoping it can be this friday since Raycho li is going down at that same time as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I want flowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I cannot stand how people don't get the freakin message that some things are just not meant to be. And I'm starting to get very annoyed. So prior to this, I was kind of on the verge of poofing into little magnolias but if you continue to annoy me some more, I will just punch you in your darn balls and you'll get so crushed, you'd just fall down on your knees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I am going to suffocate when school starts in 12 days because that means I'm going to see the homework pile up in front of my face, literally since I can't use my tablet there and everything's on freakin paper. Why can't the world be more environmentally friendly?! Yadda yadda, says the person who leaves her tablet on standby almost every night. Well scratch that since I was told not to do that anymore. Like that mattered to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;BAZOOKA, k I think I'm really going insane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I have a sudden urge to jump into icy cold water and hold my breath for as long as I can and then come up to shore to gasp for breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I wonder what happened to the good old days when I'd fold one straw heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That seems to be the cheese doesn't it. What happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;What happened to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;What happened to that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Whatever happened to, &lt;s&gt;Mary Jane&lt;/s&gt; ASHLEY LEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;=============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;There you go, just a teeny fraction of the thoughts bouncing around in my head at the moment. Did that make any sense to you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Nope. Guess why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;IT'S MY LIFE. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;*inserts Bon Jovi song playing on in the background*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That was just totally corny and weird and stupid and oh so totally, Ashley :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So that's me for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Do we have a mutual understanding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-1770065252888948940?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/1770065252888948940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=1770065252888948940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1770065252888948940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1770065252888948940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-is-love.html' title='What is love?'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3515739319726058047</id><published>2008-08-12T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:13:51.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too many broken hearts in the world</title><content type='html'>Take me back, but take it easy&lt;br /&gt;Make me think but don’t deceive me&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me by taking your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 6.45 and left the house at around 7.30. Was supposed to meet Jolene at Vivo at 8 but I kinda reached at 8.30 because I didn't realise that the damn bus ride would take like 1 hour?! Yea, met her. Walked to Seah Im Food centre and we had breakfast there :)&lt;br /&gt;Gina texted and we decided to wait for her cos she didn't know how to get to Sentosa. So we went to the roof of Vivo and took pictures at the pool area :)&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around Vivo, got eyeliner and some presents for people...&lt;br /&gt;Went to sentosa :D&lt;br /&gt;Well we had to walk to the bus interchange first. The queue was insanely long but we..lived through it :D Hahah. When we were waiting for the bus, there was this weird guy staring at all of us. Then...we all burst out laughing. Miak miak. :D I think he realised that we found out he was staring at us cos then...he stopped looking xD&lt;br /&gt;Reached Sentosa, went to Palawan and sat down at one of the cafes seat thingys. But we had to buy something so yea....We got 2 smoothies :) It was quite yummy.&lt;br /&gt;So we tanned.&lt;br /&gt;and tanned&lt;br /&gt;and tanned&lt;br /&gt;and tanned&lt;br /&gt;and got burnt :)&lt;br /&gt;We played in the sea too!!! Miak&lt;br /&gt;Talk stuffing seaweed in each other's shorts and what nots. Woohoo, aren't you jealous?&lt;br /&gt;Jolene had to leave at 3 ):&lt;br /&gt;Then we tanned for a bit more and Yunhui and Wenqi came! :)&lt;br /&gt;Wenqi lost her wallet though ):&lt;br /&gt;Played more, and Yunhui couldn't play in the water cos she didn't bring extra change! How smart..&lt;br /&gt;So we played, then we went to shower. I swear Sentosa should totally invest in mirrors in the toilets because it's annoying how there are such selfish people who hog the whole mirror and stuff their fat faces in front of it to apply eyeliner and all that jazz. Seriously, make up in a beach?! Get a life. It's gonna get washed off man. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;Walked across the bridge, took pictures. Then byebye time. :(&lt;br /&gt;Took the tram to Siloso to meet family. Had dinner at Trapizza and the food was awesome. Go check it out hahaa. So that was Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K Pictures from Sentosa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVXF9iMdI/AAAAAAAABNw/0C8uXS_fudo/s1600-h/DSC03596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVXF9iMdI/AAAAAAAABNw/0C8uXS_fudo/s320/DSC03596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628465951027666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVC2ey12I/AAAAAAAABNI/dKAuCe2UnC4/s1600-h/DSC03607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVC2ey12I/AAAAAAAABNI/dKAuCe2UnC4/s320/DSC03607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628118198179682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad hair day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVDKzZg-I/AAAAAAAABNQ/T6gwTYuq90U/s1600-h/DSC03609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVDKzZg-I/AAAAAAAABNQ/T6gwTYuq90U/s320/DSC03609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628123653309410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVDLgRnqI/AAAAAAAABNY/wC0Xmz5kw-I/s1600-h/DSC03615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVDLgRnqI/AAAAAAAABNY/wC0Xmz5kw-I/s320/DSC03615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628123841535650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene so sess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVDWb_btI/AAAAAAAABNg/sM9HPl4g_m0/s1600-h/DSC03623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVDWb_btI/AAAAAAAABNg/sM9HPl4g_m0/s320/DSC03623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628126776356562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVDmEjIcI/AAAAAAAABNo/yyzDNnKXfLU/s1600-h/DSC03624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVDmEjIcI/AAAAAAAABNo/yyzDNnKXfLU/s320/DSC03624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233628130973000130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're too cool for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUnsAWhRI/AAAAAAAABMg/QRojBlxDR5w/s1600-h/DSC03625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUnsAWhRI/AAAAAAAABMg/QRojBlxDR5w/s320/DSC03625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233627651529671954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUnyHUtXI/AAAAAAAABMo/muNpjozHnw4/s1600-h/DSC03627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUnyHUtXI/AAAAAAAABMo/muNpjozHnw4/s320/DSC03627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233627653169526130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what she's doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUn9a7kRI/AAAAAAAABMw/mBzIQyV6guc/s1600-h/DSC03630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUn9a7kRI/AAAAAAAABMw/mBzIQyV6guc/s320/DSC03630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233627656204554514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUoPfeRvI/AAAAAAAABM4/f9YJSsJs8AI/s1600-h/DSC03632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUoPfeRvI/AAAAAAAABM4/f9YJSsJs8AI/s320/DSC03632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233627661055444722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;face is screwed but I like the blue sky :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUoMtRBBI/AAAAAAAABNA/r9ajheStsKA/s1600-h/DSC03637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUoMtRBBI/AAAAAAAABNA/r9ajheStsKA/s320/DSC03637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233627660307989522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink toes are rachel lee's&lt;br /&gt;Light blue toes are Jolene's&lt;br /&gt;Dark blue toes are....go figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUQZGe51I/AAAAAAAABL4/WkVjQBNyMQc/s1600-h/DSC03638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUQZGe51I/AAAAAAAABL4/WkVjQBNyMQc/s320/DSC03638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233627251318122322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggyback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUQpkzreI/AAAAAAAABMA/X9IKnL2hlfc/s1600-h/DSC03639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUQpkzreI/AAAAAAAABMA/X9IKnL2hlfc/s320/DSC03639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233627255740280290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah so sess &lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUQ0SnkRI/AAAAAAAABMI/JiRUTpHMrtE/s1600-h/DSC03641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGUQ0SnkRI/AAAAAAAABMI/JiRUTpHMrtE/s320/DSC03641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233627258616779026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like these shots, don't ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGURb9NjQI/AAAAAAAABMQ/7srhRnMZMrU/s1600-h/DSC03643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGURb9NjQI/AAAAAAAABMQ/7srhRnMZMrU/s320/DSC03643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233627269264411906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGURZTtXwI/AAAAAAAABMY/r_5Gi83ByxA/s1600-h/DSC03648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGURZTtXwI/AAAAAAAABMY/r_5Gi83ByxA/s320/DSC03648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233627268553465602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See jo's boobs sticking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGTJZznjgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/-1Cdjvqfx7c/s1600-h/DSC03653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGTJZznjgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/-1Cdjvqfx7c/s320/DSC03653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233626031736720898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGTJ0OI6XI/AAAAAAAABLY/2dHR3ufnYlw/s1600-h/DSC03654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGTJ0OI6XI/AAAAAAAABLY/2dHR3ufnYlw/s320/DSC03654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233626038827280754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGTK7imNBI/AAAAAAAABLg/MO-U-z0xz38/s1600-h/DSC03655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGTK7imNBI/AAAAAAAABLg/MO-U-z0xz38/s320/DSC03655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233626057972003858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGTMHjf5eI/AAAAAAAABLo/QT8E6F5IX5c/s1600-h/DSC03658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGTMHjf5eI/AAAAAAAABLo/QT8E6F5IX5c/s320/DSC03658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233626078376879586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGTNdOXn8I/AAAAAAAABLw/8AZegaWDEkk/s1600-h/DSC03665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGTNdOXn8I/AAAAAAAABLw/8AZegaWDEkk/s320/DSC03665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233626101373706178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv Gina(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGSsUKTrqI/AAAAAAAABKo/6bm1v3hvsMY/s1600-h/DSC03667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGSsUKTrqI/AAAAAAAABKo/6bm1v3hvsMY/s320/DSC03667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233625532005068450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGSs83xNQI/AAAAAAAABKw/GGP2c--2300/s1600-h/DSC03668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGSs83xNQI/AAAAAAAABKw/GGP2c--2300/s320/DSC03668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233625542933165314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGStcoC0lI/AAAAAAAABK4/Qv1a1Yeht14/s1600-h/DSC03678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGStcoC0lI/AAAAAAAABK4/Qv1a1Yeht14/s320/DSC03678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233625551457145426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenqi is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;Yunhui looks so happy&lt;br /&gt;Gina has a qiao ass&lt;br /&gt;and Raycho li...i dunno O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGStjCBL3I/AAAAAAAABLA/TpPVh1lx-P4/s1600-h/DSC03680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGStjCBL3I/AAAAAAAABLA/TpPVh1lx-P4/s320/DSC03680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233625553176702834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice face eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGStruz-_I/AAAAAAAABLI/wwFONW_oDVQ/s1600-h/DSC03681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGStruz-_I/AAAAAAAABLI/wwFONW_oDVQ/s320/DSC03681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233625555512065010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGQNtwNo5I/AAAAAAAABKA/hk54lNjXIeE/s1600-h/DSC03682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGQNtwNo5I/AAAAAAAABKA/hk54lNjXIeE/s320/DSC03682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233622807275742098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE THESE SHOTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGQN9lgNMI/AAAAAAAABKI/xtC1F0v-th4/s1600-h/DSC03683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGQN9lgNMI/AAAAAAAABKI/xtC1F0v-th4/s320/DSC03683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233622811525788866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGQONA_0mI/AAAAAAAABKQ/DTjOh4y23wI/s1600-h/DSC03685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGQONA_0mI/AAAAAAAABKQ/DTjOh4y23wI/s320/DSC03685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233622815667638882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGQOWj1LFI/AAAAAAAABKY/8dxKoTU4bLM/s1600-h/DSC03688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGQOWj1LFI/AAAAAAAABKY/8dxKoTU4bLM/s320/DSC03688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233622818229660754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGQOsAeZJI/AAAAAAAABKg/FNJlAM_JBXQ/s1600-h/DSC03689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGQOsAeZJI/AAAAAAAABKg/FNJlAM_JBXQ/s320/DSC03689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233622823986947218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGPWnpcsVI/AAAAAAAABJY/nBqQfcryVPE/s1600-h/DSC03690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGPWnpcsVI/AAAAAAAABJY/nBqQfcryVPE/s320/DSC03690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233621860743950674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff i picked up at the beach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGPXKAMMRI/AAAAAAAABJg/w7GVrziw6T0/s1600-h/DSC03696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGPXKAMMRI/AAAAAAAABJg/w7GVrziw6T0/s320/DSC03696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233621869966143762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGPXAeZgjI/AAAAAAAABJo/EbLGMVpDw_k/s1600-h/DSC03698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGPXAeZgjI/AAAAAAAABJo/EbLGMVpDw_k/s320/DSC03698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233621867408491058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGPXVgGCWI/AAAAAAAABJw/TtcDvs6W5PU/s1600-h/DSC03701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGPXVgGCWI/AAAAAAAABJw/TtcDvs6W5PU/s320/DSC03701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233621873052748130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red sun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGPXvxmA2I/AAAAAAAABJ4/DIYE4Yg3n3c/s1600-h/DSC03712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGPXvxmA2I/AAAAAAAABJ4/DIYE4Yg3n3c/s320/DSC03712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233621880105468770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K YAY I'M DONE AGAIN. WOOHOOO~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3515739319726058047?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3515739319726058047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3515739319726058047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3515739319726058047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3515739319726058047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/too-many-broken-hearts-in-world.html' title='too many broken hearts in the world'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKGVXF9iMdI/AAAAAAAABNw/0C8uXS_fudo/s72-c/DSC03596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5896018080724490501</id><published>2008-08-12T17:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:30:37.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe redemption has stories to tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sick of playing all of these games;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm sick again. Is that news?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I've been sleeping so much cos of my damn headache. It's burning so bad and I feel like just punching my head and getting rid of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;On a lighter note, being sick makes you eat less. Lose weight :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yea I'm weird I know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So anyway, I have pictures. Not because I found my phone cable and neither did my brother but I used the infrared thingy. No I couldn't use bluetooth because my tablet isn't bluetooth enabled! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So here you go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lunch with Peter, Jolene, Yunhui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjM1CQ5lI/AAAAAAAABIw/pfMjuzDEDeA/s1600-h/DSC03521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjM1CQ5lI/AAAAAAAABIw/pfMjuzDEDeA/s320/DSC03521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233573314027382354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;on the way home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjNI332FI/AAAAAAAABI4/sL5jvkjbiI0/s1600-h/DSC03532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjNI332FI/AAAAAAAABI4/sL5jvkjbiI0/s320/DSC03532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233573319352506450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Poking at the remains of all our food which includes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Grass Jelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Chilli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Chicken skin (._.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjNO-M79I/AAAAAAAABJA/QQ8JDypN5jE/s1600-h/DSC03533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjNO-M79I/AAAAAAAABJA/QQ8JDypN5jE/s320/DSC03533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233573320989667282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Mixing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjNehOlbI/AAAAAAAABJI/sELBjsoZLfA/s1600-h/DSC03534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjNehOlbI/AAAAAAAABJI/sELBjsoZLfA/s320/DSC03534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233573325163107762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Mixing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjNXDob4I/AAAAAAAABJQ/KE3LE9BNpFs/s1600-h/DSC03535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjNXDob4I/AAAAAAAABJQ/KE3LE9BNpFs/s320/DSC03535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233573323159924610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Still mixing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFi4zdo2cI/AAAAAAAABII/JgX1eeQcDfg/s1600-h/DSC03538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFi4zdo2cI/AAAAAAAABII/JgX1eeQcDfg/s320/DSC03538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233572970007943618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;JOLENE: "OMG THIS IS SO FUN!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFi47mkk4I/AAAAAAAABIQ/hbRLeZH6-jU/s1600-h/DSC03539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFi47mkk4I/AAAAAAAABIQ/hbRLeZH6-jU/s320/DSC03539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233572972192895874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Decorating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFi49vB_5I/AAAAAAAABIY/ypAGJfIj1H4/s1600-h/DSC03542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFi49vB_5I/AAAAAAAABIY/ypAGJfIj1H4/s320/DSC03542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233572972765249426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Done! or at least for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFi5Jw9RJI/AAAAAAAABIg/NJLvvGnZ07c/s1600-h/DSC03545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFi5Jw9RJI/AAAAAAAABIg/NJLvvGnZ07c/s320/DSC03545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233572975994553490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFi5HTE6HI/AAAAAAAABIo/-sJfO5SwIZk/s1600-h/DSC03547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFi5HTE6HI/AAAAAAAABIo/-sJfO5SwIZk/s320/DSC03547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233572975332354162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Nearly there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFiOD9_M_I/AAAAAAAABHg/t_TdoLB9UA4/s1600-h/DSC03549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFiOD9_M_I/AAAAAAAABHg/t_TdoLB9UA4/s320/DSC03549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233572235704218610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hehe, why does Yunhui look so happy? *wiggles eyebrows* Who's she texting? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFiOV_kB1I/AAAAAAAABHo/x9VBipfRgcU/s1600-h/DSC03552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFiOV_kB1I/AAAAAAAABHo/x9VBipfRgcU/s320/DSC03552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233572240542664530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Why so shy? (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFiOTr3ngI/AAAAAAAABHw/mMNxRjAZBBI/s1600-h/DSC03553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFiOTr3ngI/AAAAAAAABHw/mMNxRjAZBBI/s320/DSC03553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233572239923191298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm taller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFiOn5_CGI/AAAAAAAABH4/4GvPXqfZCsQ/s1600-h/DSC03554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFiOn5_CGI/AAAAAAAABH4/4GvPXqfZCsQ/s320/DSC03554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233572245351106658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Prior to taking this picture, Yunhui was talking about how she'd be taller than me. After taking the picture, she saw the height difference and was so shocked! O: Hawhaw Yunhui, don't try to be taller than me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFiOgERowI/AAAAAAAABIA/Gi6WYY-8Zl0/s1600-h/DSC03555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFiOgERowI/AAAAAAAABIA/Gi6WYY-8Zl0/s320/DSC03555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233572243246785282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I like this pic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFhu0OcUJI/AAAAAAAABG4/Jw2uPByiAho/s1600-h/DSC03557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFhu0OcUJI/AAAAAAAABG4/Jw2uPByiAho/s320/DSC03557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233571698902323346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I like this picture! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFhvNlNFrI/AAAAAAAABHA/WEh2zRPreiA/s1600-h/DSC03558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFhvNlNFrI/AAAAAAAABHA/WEh2zRPreiA/s320/DSC03558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233571705708680882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFhvGXkZfI/AAAAAAAABHI/-pNMtG4mcoo/s1600-h/DSC03559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFhvGXkZfI/AAAAAAAABHI/-pNMtG4mcoo/s320/DSC03559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233571703772440050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;HAHAHHAHA, LOOK AT THE WOMAN IN THE BACKGROUND! She's like WTF?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFhvEQkL4I/AAAAAAAABHQ/JG5tlRmuEXs/s1600-h/DSC03560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFhvEQkL4I/AAAAAAAABHQ/JG5tlRmuEXs/s320/DSC03560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233571703206195074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Pokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFhvWd77PI/AAAAAAAABHY/ozhh3KWrmcQ/s1600-h/DSC03561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFhvWd77PI/AAAAAAAABHY/ozhh3KWrmcQ/s320/DSC03561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233571708094115058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My legs are longer than Jolene's :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFg9NTOgcI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Ue7mNAMyiX8/s1600-h/DSC03581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFg9NTOgcI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Ue7mNAMyiX8/s320/DSC03581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233570846639817154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFg9EMuwgI/AAAAAAAABGY/7-c7xw45kE0/s1600-h/DSC03576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFg9EMuwgI/AAAAAAAABGY/7-c7xw45kE0/s320/DSC03576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233570844196651522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFg9dSnA4I/AAAAAAAABGg/LHtSmqh29YU/s1600-h/DSC03574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFg9dSnA4I/AAAAAAAABGg/LHtSmqh29YU/s320/DSC03574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233570850932196226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Go figure :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFg9bLp9AI/AAAAAAAABGo/dbXkmGtOCMA/s1600-h/DSC03566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFg9bLp9AI/AAAAAAAABGo/dbXkmGtOCMA/s320/DSC03566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233570850366157826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Macritchie bus stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFg9uZW_gI/AAAAAAAABGw/g8hs4CI8tyE/s1600-h/DSC03562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFg9uZW_gI/AAAAAAAABGw/g8hs4CI8tyE/s320/DSC03562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233570855523909122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yunhui's hand! Hahah, I think it's cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Okay, sentosa pictures another day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I can't be bothered to post all of them today, woohoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5896018080724490501?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5896018080724490501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5896018080724490501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5896018080724490501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5896018080724490501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/maybe-redemption-has-stories-to-tell.html' title='maybe redemption has stories to tell'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SKFjM1CQ5lI/AAAAAAAABIw/pfMjuzDEDeA/s72-c/DSC03521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-7651618919390345701</id><published>2008-08-11T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:24:45.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of the railway track</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For all you people who don't know yet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm back in the 852. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Go figure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;==========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I kinda lost my phone cable so I won't be posting until I get the cable from my brother who might have lost his too. So if that happens....Hmm I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I might be moving to xanga soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GINA :D :LOL&lt;br /&gt;Bran: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;LIXUAN: hahaha, overded alr&lt;br /&gt;klare: USE FF!&lt;br /&gt;clara: AHAHAHAH YEAH! MUST. LOVERS IN ACS I WOOHOOO&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: why so fat jojo? :D heh, jk. sexysexy&lt;br /&gt;LIXUAN: hahahahah!! you croaked too!!! CROAAKKK&lt;br /&gt;klare: MEOWS.&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: i dont love you :)&lt;br /&gt;LIXUAN: i'm the coolest frog :)&lt;br /&gt;nisa: LUV YOU TOO!&lt;br /&gt;klare: yes hi i know you like my tagboard :)))&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: AHAHA, DONT DENY IT&lt;br /&gt;LIXUAN: poop!&lt;br /&gt;jean: FIGURING OUT :)) linked!&lt;br /&gt;klare: helloo&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: YOU'RE POOP. I'M NOT&lt;br /&gt;nisa: I DID!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;POSSUM: NO PROBLEM :)&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: got me what. HAHAHAH  :)&lt;br /&gt;clare: it's okay!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;amanda: it's okay!! luv buttons!&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine: WON'T MISS YOU. HHAHA, JK! chicken backsides!!&lt;br /&gt;klare: omg i'm replying so many of your tags ._.&lt;br /&gt;amanda: AWESOME POSSUM!! ~ :)&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: miss you too!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY DONE&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/1583423490587801599-7651618919390345701?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/7651618919390345701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=7651618919390345701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7651618919390345701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7651618919390345701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/end-of-railway-track.html' title='the end of the railway track'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5768570337667321850</id><published>2008-08-08T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T16:55:49.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>throwing this life away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;KIVEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KEEVEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;POSSUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJwIuZxJ9DI/AAAAAAAABGI/tqK8vh0qCec/s1600-h/KIVEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJwIuZxJ9DI/AAAAAAAABGI/tqK8vh0qCec/s320/KIVEN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232066460381738034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hahha, don't be so fat!! Skive school just to learn how to play the guitar! And hurry up and finish learning how to play that chord! :D stupidz possum. Okay I'm too lazy to type more. HAHA, k bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lunch with Peter, Jolene and Yunhui :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Spent about 2 hours at Longhouse...poking and prying at the remains of our food....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Will do a post about this soon :) And that includes images! Then you'll see...aspiring chefs of the future ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;BS. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sitting down at Macritchie is just so....calming. It's just an unexplainable feeling where you feel peaceful and at ease with everything. All your problems and doubt and fear vanish suddenly and you just feel like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a messy and disorganized post.&lt;br /&gt;To top it all off, here's an even more random statement. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SENTOSA TMR. WOOHOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K done. &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/1583423490587801599-5768570337667321850?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5768570337667321850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5768570337667321850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5768570337667321850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5768570337667321850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/throwing-this-life-away.html' title='throwing this life away'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJwIuZxJ9DI/AAAAAAAABGI/tqK8vh0qCec/s72-c/KIVEN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-1547053781517742904</id><published>2008-08-06T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:11:20.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So look into the magic mirror and tell me what you see</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Let me live;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Let me breathe;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Let my fly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Across blue skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5\ No negotiations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quiz from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is almost 100% true. Oh wow.&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/1583423490587801599-1547053781517742904?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/1547053781517742904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=1547053781517742904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1547053781517742904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1547053781517742904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-look-into-magic-mirror-and-tell-me.html' title='So look into the magic mirror and tell me what you see'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5252943582815348082</id><published>2008-08-05T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:43:07.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at that girl</title><content type='html'>Look how she flies&lt;br /&gt;Flies among the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in love with 阮經天!&lt;br /&gt;Well not like love love, but it's a teen crush kinda thang you know (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to post about so wtv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MY 92ND POST. YAYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO REACH 100 SOON. WOOHOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5252943582815348082?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5252943582815348082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5252943582815348082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5252943582815348082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5252943582815348082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-at-that-girl.html' title='Look at that girl'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-2998516170975056248</id><published>2008-08-04T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:51:49.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7</title><content type='html'>Today's training was the ultimate bomb. I don't think I've been that happy paddling for such a long time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K1 BABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in yo face. Hahahah, so many people were jealous ;) And I got to sit in my wonderful love/heart/baby purple K1! Hahah, long time no paddle, buddy. Since like...sec 1?&lt;br /&gt;Enough digressing.&lt;br /&gt;Taking the K1 was sooo much fun, you wouldn't believe it. Even though I was &lt;s&gt;kinda&lt;/s&gt; OUT OF MY WITS scared, I managed to paddle a few rounds without capsizing!&lt;br /&gt;But the capsizing came later when I saw Jean beckoning me to go back to shore to take a T2 with her. Cos Art came and I had to pass her my loverly K1 ): Oh well. Back to the point.&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of getting out of the boat, I kinda slipped and fell out of the boat. Of course, the splash was accompanied with quite an ear-piercing scream. :)&lt;br /&gt;Switched to the OH-SO-HEAVY T2 with Jean and it was quite annoying having to lug the groaningly heavy boat for such a long distance ): (well it wasn't very long per say but....hehe)&lt;br /&gt;I shall now list out the pros and cons of paddling in a T2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have a partner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's ridiculously heavy to carry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's hard to paddle straight when the wind is blowing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's annoying because you have to use so much more energy paddling as compared to paddling in a K boat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YOU CAN'T CAPSIZE COS IT'S BLOODY EMBARASSING&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;See how many more cons there are than pros? You get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;So after struggling to paddle straight to the 500m mark which we unfortunately FAILED miserably in, we decided to sit at the pontoon when we reached!&lt;br /&gt;Jeany Beany took out her right contact lens cos she said it kinda hurt...So she went blind in one eye! And we had quite a lot of fun...tearing apart the contacts, dumping it into the water, watching it float around....(:&lt;br /&gt;Sat there for about 10 minutes, staring up into the sky, looking at the ACS boats finish their 10km time trial, waited for Jean's friend Victor Sek(sp?!) to come by so she could borrow his water bag, dancing on the pontoon, laughed at the ACS boats :) We had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Pity we didn't have a camera though...It would've been really fun, taking pictures out there, camwhoring and all that but no! No camera! No more&lt;br /&gt;MY KODAK MOMENT! ):&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, after stoning there, we decided to paddle pack to shore where we asked coach if we could take a K2 for just a leetle while. And very awesomely, coach agreed! *insertsashleyandjeanjumpingupanddown*&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we kinda capsized after I got into the boat cos....the seating adjustments weren't right. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;So after all the emptying and blah, we started paddling. WOOHOO, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUESSED IT, WE CAPSIZED :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, it wasn't in a T2 so it wasn't that bad :D&lt;br /&gt;Loverly Joyce/Yunhui came over to rescue us. Kisses(K) Went back to shore, returned their boat, :( and went up to get water.&lt;br /&gt;asdf&lt;br /&gt;i'm too lazy to type out the rest.&lt;br /&gt;BYE SUCKERS :) Heh, luvchooz all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;One last shot for saving my soul;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gone&lt;br /&gt;No more words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-2998516170975056248?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/2998516170975056248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=2998516170975056248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2998516170975056248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2998516170975056248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/7.html' title='7'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-829401125917596707</id><published>2008-08-03T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:58:38.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me to fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Tell me all of the lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Make me believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I can't breath anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; And the silence makes me deaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Just dark walls and no light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Everything here is without me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Do you realise you're going home in about a week?&lt;br /&gt;A: yea&lt;br /&gt;D: Are you getting ready?&lt;br /&gt;A: yea&lt;br /&gt;D: Don't have a hangover when you come back&lt;br /&gt;A: yea, okay&lt;br /&gt;D: You need to let go of things over there, bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;A: yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me what to do. Do I even have a say in this? Nope. Was I ever given a decision? Nope. The only thing I get from you are expectations and responsibilities and more expectations and responsibilities and expectations and responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note&lt;br /&gt;There was the church fair today :)&lt;br /&gt;Got there at about 9.40&lt;br /&gt;Saw some people&lt;br /&gt;Found Peter after like gazillion years&lt;br /&gt;Stoned&lt;br /&gt;Bought bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;Looked for Peter&lt;br /&gt;Stoned&lt;br /&gt;Went off to look for Jolene and Lixuan and Stacey&lt;br /&gt;Waited&lt;br /&gt;Saw Jolene&lt;br /&gt;Waited&lt;br /&gt;Saw Lixuan&lt;br /&gt;Waited&lt;br /&gt;Waited&lt;br /&gt;Went to church first to get seats&lt;br /&gt;Got a corridor seat&lt;br /&gt;Lixuan and Stacey came along&lt;br /&gt;We had mass&lt;br /&gt;I nearly fell asleep (yea I'm a bad Catholic, I know)&lt;br /&gt;Printed hands on the 50m banner&lt;br /&gt;Walked around the church fair&lt;br /&gt;Got Lor Mee and Fried wontons&lt;br /&gt;Found a table&lt;br /&gt;Sat down&lt;br /&gt;Got a drink&lt;br /&gt;Ate/drank&lt;br /&gt;Bought icecream+brownies&lt;br /&gt;Ate more&lt;br /&gt;Walked around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my day. Pics when I get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;you're not going to see me anymore;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;does it affect you the way it affects me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-829401125917596707?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/829401125917596707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=829401125917596707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/829401125917596707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/829401125917596707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/help-me-to-fly.html' title='Help me to fly'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3551487556362672410</id><published>2008-08-02T19:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:32.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; the same sad song repeats itself over and over again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Maybe loneliness exists only in our hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It might not be the real distance between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6DCEEsI/AAAAAAAABEo/5aysg8aXAT8/s1600-h/n591848062_799637_3856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6DCEEsI/AAAAAAAABEo/5aysg8aXAT8/s320/n591848062_799637_3856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229876433274540738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6aShf9I/AAAAAAAABEw/15DT5Vn8dX4/s1600-h/n591848062_799643_6434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6aShf9I/AAAAAAAABEw/15DT5Vn8dX4/s320/n591848062_799643_6434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229876439517593554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6uyxspI/AAAAAAAABE4/nnmNQL8MWB4/s1600-h/n735191608_1561700_4350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6uyxspI/AAAAAAAABE4/nnmNQL8MWB4/s320/n735191608_1561700_4350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229876445021581970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R: Joel Yap, Hadrian, Brandon, Rachel Lee, Zanita(squished!), Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6o7PhWI/AAAAAAAABFA/djagHFkxDq0/s1600-h/n735191608_1561702_4947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6o7PhWI/AAAAAAAABFA/djagHFkxDq0/s320/n735191608_1561702_4947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229876443446478178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyebags alert!!! *ringringring*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6xidiKI/AAAAAAAABFI/VMjOt2h334w/s1600-h/n735191608_1561703_5280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6xidiKI/AAAAAAAABFI/VMjOt2h334w/s320/n735191608_1561703_5280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229876445758458018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurred out my face cos I thought I looked like shit. Zanita is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRBZmQx9FI/AAAAAAAABFQ/zlmSJXQIlGM/s1600-h/n735191608_1561705_5906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRBZmQx9FI/AAAAAAAABFQ/zlmSJXQIlGM/s320/n735191608_1561705_5906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229876975307453522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRBZxp8EsI/AAAAAAAABFY/IY1H4EqBbY8/s1600-h/n735191608_1561706_6217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRBZxp8EsI/AAAAAAAABFY/IY1H4EqBbY8/s320/n735191608_1561706_6217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229876978365764290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still See you;Hear you;Breathe you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRBaF2hCAI/AAAAAAAABFg/4UVsv0DTK4Q/s1600-h/n735191608_1561718_222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRBaF2hCAI/AAAAAAAABFg/4UVsv0DTK4Q/s320/n735191608_1561718_222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229876983787227138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you handle us the way you are ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRBaJaSbGI/AAAAAAAABFo/m1sZCFJwJ_I/s1600-h/n735191608_1561720_932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRBaJaSbGI/AAAAAAAABFo/m1sZCFJwJ_I/s320/n735191608_1561720_932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229876984742571106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovers in &lt;s&gt;paris&lt;/s&gt; ACS I!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRBaYuVV6I/AAAAAAAABFw/U80ttcJdGnw/s1600-h/n735191608_1561723_2019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRBaYuVV6I/AAAAAAAABFw/U80ttcJdGnw/s320/n735191608_1561723_2019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229876988853180322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to Hadrian the reetart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRC2zNpR-I/AAAAAAAABF4/8Y_HH_tjHKU/s1600-h/n735191608_1561725_2711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRC2zNpR-I/AAAAAAAABF4/8Y_HH_tjHKU/s320/n735191608_1561725_2711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229878576511797218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I look like shit. I KNOW. And I can see my tanline there too (-_-) hurhur, I see Davin in the background. Hurhur, Hadrian :D *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRC2-uflRI/AAAAAAAABGA/2i1-hPzs32s/s1600-h/n735191608_1561727_3413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRC2-uflRI/AAAAAAAABGA/2i1-hPzs32s/s320/n735191608_1561727_3413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229878579602363666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAOZ SUP, WE COOLER THAN YOU YO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3551487556362672410?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3551487556362672410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3551487556362672410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3551487556362672410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3551487556362672410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/same-sad-song-repeats-itself-over-and.html' title='&amp; the same sad song repeats itself over and over again'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJRA6DCEEsI/AAAAAAAABEo/5aysg8aXAT8/s72-c/n591848062_799637_3856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3695567695614273094</id><published>2008-08-02T10:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:36.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>musicale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Do you know where your heart is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Do you think you can find it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Or did you trade it for something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Somewhere better just to have it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Do you know where your love is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Do you think that you lost it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;You felt it so strong, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Nothing's turned out how you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fuuunnnn at the ACS F.O.A Choir Night last night :)&lt;br /&gt;Met Zan at the bus stop at around 7 and we decided we couldn't be bothered to wait for two pangsais to accompany us in so we went in ourselves. :D&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Lee's the only dumdum who hasn't been inside ACS before. (well among the three of us)&lt;br /&gt;And so, she was quite the noob when we were navigating around :3! Heh, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around. Went to the washroom. I SWEAR THE WASHROOMS IN THERE ARE WAAAAYYY NICE! Okay yea ._.&lt;br /&gt;Waited at the fish pond for them.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel called Brandon&lt;br /&gt;The call went something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;R: Where are you?!&lt;br /&gt;B: On my way&lt;br /&gt;R: We're at the fish pond waiting&lt;br /&gt;B: Which fish pond?!&lt;br /&gt;R: HOW MANY FISH PONDS ARE THERE?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;LOL. Well at least I found that funny.&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda hungry so I was badgering Brandon to bring food from wherever he was coming from O.O (yea I know I'm a phatty)&lt;br /&gt;Then pangsai came along after a million lightyears (I know it's used in the wrong context but hey, it sounds cooler than you!) and we went to the *someauditorium* to go wait for Hadrian Ro the poopiepants. We saw Clara and Sarah! :D&lt;br /&gt;And well, we were waiting and someone told us we had to go in cos if not, we wouldn't be allowed entry until the intermission. We were all sad and gloomy until that super fat cat turned up and we rushed in O:&lt;br /&gt;The choir was really good. Just that I really didn't get some of the songs.... But it was quite good :)&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the intermission! We went out and I got food! Well yea, Brandon bought cookies for me but I felt like eating...more food. HEY REAL GIRLS EAT! BS. yuhh &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Ate the fried rice thing which was actually quite nice but I accidentally bit into the red chilli and the minute I did that...my mouth went on fire and I'm quite positive by face changed colour too. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Went in. Hadrian and Brandon are fat pigs.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to Sarah and Clara! You guys could have sat with us. O: Blame it on Brandon and Hadrian. They decided to be mean buttocks and sit with their BOYPALZXZ. O:&lt;br /&gt;Heh. The rest of the concert was really nice :D I kinda liked the dance. And the choir was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome possum&lt;/span&gt;! Okay. After it ended, we waited for Joel Yap (well more of rachel and zan) and then they took pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;Hadrian is a nehnehpok. (HUR ZAN)&lt;br /&gt;He didn't wanna take a picture with me just because I was taller than him ^^ *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;I got the picture in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks to Brandon poop for the tickets :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNNBLc7KI/AAAAAAAABCQ/co7pQw1_WzQ/s1600-h/DSC03472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNNBLc7KI/AAAAAAAABCQ/co7pQw1_WzQ/s320/DSC03472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229749215845739682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hearts&lt;/span&gt;Zan #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNNH-_CMI/AAAAAAAABCY/mP6rwgnNJRE/s1600-h/DSC03473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNNH-_CMI/AAAAAAAABCY/mP6rwgnNJRE/s320/DSC03473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229749217672497346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hearts&lt;/span&gt;Zan #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNNviwt0I/AAAAAAAABCg/yHeyfrbCZU8/s1600-h/DSC03477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNNviwt0I/AAAAAAAABCg/yHeyfrbCZU8/s320/DSC03477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229749228291536706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zan's sexy legs. For H :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNN-1Vu0I/AAAAAAAABCo/Xb6ZlvBZ8R8/s1600-h/DSC03481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNN-1Vu0I/AAAAAAAABCo/Xb6ZlvBZ8R8/s320/DSC03481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229749232395991874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNOMh8KAI/AAAAAAAABCw/Uax9gbcUAlI/s1600-h/DSC03490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNOMh8KAI/AAAAAAAABCw/Uax9gbcUAlI/s320/DSC03490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229749236072720386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara!!!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPOdTlrBzI/AAAAAAAABC4/g_u3FNY7dZg/s1600-h/DSC03492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPOdTlrBzI/AAAAAAAABC4/g_u3FNY7dZg/s320/DSC03492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229750595177088818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah!!!!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPOdit2hgI/AAAAAAAABDA/bFfBVar6FqA/s1600-h/funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPOdit2hgI/AAAAAAAABDA/bFfBVar6FqA/s320/funny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229750599237928450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. The rest of the pictures when I actually get them from Brandon O: More random pictures: Presenting to you the:&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPOeWXcM6I/AAAAAAAABDQ/tDtRhG5x8j4/s1600-h/DSC03464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPOeWXcM6I/AAAAAAAABDQ/tDtRhG5x8j4/s320/DSC03464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229750613102572450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUARE WATERMELON!!!! omg, I swear these are the cutest things ever :D And my sister was so excited about this...She decided to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPOd_QRhvI/AAAAAAAABDI/gbyATskLHjw/s1600-h/DSC03465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPOd_QRhvI/AAAAAAAABDI/gbyATskLHjw/s320/DSC03465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229750606898497266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE A PICTURE WITH IT!!!! Haha, so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPOepcSk_I/AAAAAAAABDY/H3gRCRbuvYA/s1600-h/DSC03466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPOepcSk_I/AAAAAAAABDY/H3gRCRbuvYA/s320/DSC03466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229750618223186930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price of the oh-so-cute SQUARE watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy watermelon, sexy price too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPQqspOgjI/AAAAAAAABDg/m2vUigz_1LI/s1600-h/DSC03468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPQqspOgjI/AAAAAAAABDg/m2vUigz_1LI/s320/DSC03468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229753024264438322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some neighbour's house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPQq3yHJqI/AAAAAAAABDo/dmuUU1jU7VU/s1600-h/DSC03469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPQq3yHJqI/AAAAAAAABDo/dmuUU1jU7VU/s320/DSC03469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229753027254494882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun. Shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPQrHPCPOI/AAAAAAAABDw/kbxlJt_lTr8/s1600-h/DSC03471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPQrHPCPOI/AAAAAAAABDw/kbxlJt_lTr8/s320/DSC03471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229753031402339554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kinda screwed. I WANT MY CAMERA. RAWRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPQrdaz3ZI/AAAAAAAABD4/5BoKyYSBUrA/s1600-h/DSC03467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPQrdaz3ZI/AAAAAAAABD4/5BoKyYSBUrA/s320/DSC03467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229753037357309330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Tag replies now! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: You do need finer exercise! NEH&lt;br /&gt;klare: HAHAH, YAY. Damn nice right. I chose the colours.. ;D  good taste...:)&lt;br /&gt;GINA:D : haha, love you too! :)&lt;br /&gt;amanda: YES YES!&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;Cherie: omg you're so weird o.o It's so weird that you're so weird. And this replied tag is just weird beyond weird... O:&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: SAW YOU TOO :) and no I didn't look uber sexy -.- AND YESYES YOU'LL BE GOING ;D&lt;br /&gt;GINA:D : hahah, never mind lah. he doesn't even know my name, so how to find my blog?! :D Love chooz too!!&lt;br /&gt;amanda: BUTTONS &lt;3 haha its okay. I got the pictures from facebook anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine: LOVE YOU TOO :D hehehe&lt;br /&gt;LIXUAN: totally....i rock more :D&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: huh?&lt;br /&gt;klare: OMG SO LAME! ._. and of course you should be hardworking. Just to tag me :3 :3&lt;br /&gt;t: HEHE&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: haha, ((((: yep!&lt;br /&gt;jean: HURHUR, HRMS JEAN. :D hehehe, Posted them :)&lt;br /&gt;Cherie: I know! like omgosh, it was OH!!! *HORRORS* so bimbotic! (hahahahaahahahaahhaah imagine me saying this in a bimbo way)&lt;br /&gt;amanda: THANKS BUTTONS &lt;3 A LOT (: and I'm really sorry you fell even more sick ): hope you're better now! and yes its possum! :3&lt;br /&gt;klare: HAHAHA, USE IE!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;WENQI: YOYOYOYO, AWESOME POSSUM. Obviously, I'm more awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;CLARA! : YEA IT WAS FUN!!! Cute huh?!?!?! o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'M FINALLY DONE! I just realised I haven't replied tags in a longggg time :O&lt;br /&gt;Okay yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3695567695614273094?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3695567695614273094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3695567695614273094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3695567695614273094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3695567695614273094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/musicale.html' title='musicale'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SJPNNBLc7KI/AAAAAAAABCQ/co7pQw1_WzQ/s72-c/DSC03472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3760702196419515837</id><published>2008-08-01T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T14:45:20.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tangled up in pure confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;tragedy&lt;/span&gt; starts from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very first&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;spark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Losing &lt;/span&gt;your &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the sake of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- catchingthestars@xanga&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put Your iTunes on Shuffle&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;七色の明日 ~Brand New Beat~ -Boa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I barely even listen to this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;She will be loved- Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OOH, so everyone loves me? :D JK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;The music of the night- Michael Crawford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Dreams Collide-Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Collid&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I'm a mean bitch who collides into everyone ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Love- Ne-yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHA, HELL YEA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Rhythm of the rain-Melee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye-Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O: that's quite true, or maybe very true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Thunder-Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST MATE?&lt;br /&gt;Multiple-Jamie Liddell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So does that mean I have many best mates? o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Movimiento-Wisin Y Yandel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So sexy ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Turn it up-Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MEHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not missing you-Stacie Orrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is getting weirder by the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Such great heights-The Postal Service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nope, not really. no heights. more like. underground. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Love Song-方大同&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahah, maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Prayer-Boa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The name kinda fits it but the music is just waaay wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR INTEREST AND HOBBIES?&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy-Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I sympathize with people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;到不了 by I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I wanna cry-Keith Urban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Outside-Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it how old aunties at the market use their ages to their advantages.&lt;br /&gt;Some stupid old lady knocked down the damn load of persimmons and made me look as though I was the guilty culprit who knocked them down. And since she stared at me with some stupid accusing look, guess who was the one who had to pick up the damn mess she made on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;ME.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, go screw around in someone else's life like another auntie in your little wonderful auntie society of yours. I'm not your freakin maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rawr. I hate unreasonable people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit&lt;br /&gt;I just watched this video on Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejyPxkaRE20&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejyPxkaRE20&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's...touching. Very touching. Losing someone you've held dear to your heart, no matter the length of time is an impossibly hard ordeal which will take ages to overcome and get over, but there are instances too which you possibly might not be able to forget and just move on. It's an incredibly painful experience which I wish I didn't have to go through. But at least, I know there are people like me? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cheer up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NatO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelove you. Maddie will be watching you from Heaven. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3760702196419515837?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3760702196419515837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3760702196419515837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3760702196419515837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3760702196419515837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/08/tangled-up-in-pure-confusion.html' title='tangled up in pure confusion'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6360669718059025579</id><published>2008-07-31T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:47:04.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Just give me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; to believe in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Something&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I just need that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;glimmer&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:15;" &gt;hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Tiny&lt;/span&gt; as it may be, just &lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;let&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:13;" &gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6360669718059025579?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6360669718059025579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6360669718059025579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6360669718059025579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6360669718059025579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-give-me-something-to-believe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-7281948384962433770</id><published>2008-07-31T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:35:50.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Is it you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Or is it really just me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went running today during training.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to buttons who accompanied me while running even though she was sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ you mucho buttons (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zipperlovesbuttons forever!&lt;br /&gt;well, I didn't run very much per say, but hey. I ran about 2+ km without stopping after going through like, more than 6 months without running even like, 500m? So yea, I am pretty pleased with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Peter bald, along with many other SJI canoeists!! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:*walks forward, looking down at the floor*&lt;br /&gt;Peter: Hello Ashley&lt;br /&gt;Me: *looks up* SCREAAAAAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pretty much get what happened ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny thing which happened today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scenario #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I LOVE YOU (to yiping)&lt;br /&gt;Coach: You didn't have to er, include the last line&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's a girl thing coach!!!&lt;br /&gt;Coach: Ohh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I'm retarded. LAUGH AT MY IMPERFECTION, FRIENDS =3=&lt;br /&gt;burnburnburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think it's quite amazing how people are willing to part with their hair for charity. I wouldn't say I would never ever do it for a million dollars but definitely, I wouldn't be able to give up my hair readily just for charity.&lt;br /&gt;During the recent Hair for Hope event at *insertschool*, I think I was quite amazed at the number of people who shaved their heads to sympathize with the cancer patients. Statistics:150+ students across 4 levels.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that could partly be due to the reason that they're guys so it's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thaat &lt;/span&gt;bad. But I was absolutely shocked at the fact of how people willingly give up their hair just to show their support for cancer patients. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;, is something which money will never ever buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-7281948384962433770?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/7281948384962433770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=7281948384962433770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7281948384962433770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7281948384962433770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/priceless.html' title='priceless'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6662143463259898248</id><published>2008-07-30T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:54:40.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; And you’re on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When he’s near you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You’re on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When he speaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You’re on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Burning at these mysteries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rather, shall we say, unproductive day. Then again, I did actually complete like a millionth of a fraction of my PP research. Well, it's better than nothing right?&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was spent on playing mindless games on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neopets&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bloghopping &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;s&gt;I've been having&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a splitting headache right now.&lt;/span&gt; Explains the sleeping after lunch for about an hour straight. Not very good since people gain weight immediately after sleeping. Ah whatever, I'm gonna go running tomorrow anyway.&lt;br /&gt;My brother's having his dental appointment now O:&lt;br /&gt;During lunch, we were discussing what colour of braces he should get!!&lt;br /&gt;And me, having just a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slight&lt;/span&gt; fetish for guys who wear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;, asked him to get pink braces. He just looked at me as though I was insane.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random fact:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The international gay flag is rainbow coloured!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6662143463259898248?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6662143463259898248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6662143463259898248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6662143463259898248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6662143463259898248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/burn.html' title='burn'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-8925671165196194655</id><published>2008-07-29T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:33:59.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>though my skies are turning grey;</title><content type='html'>stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. real name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ashley Lee Yin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*sings to tune of song in Sound of Music* I am 14 going on 15 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. single or taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Single &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. zodiac sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Virgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. elementary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Raffles Girls' Primary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. middle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Crescent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. high school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;CIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. eye color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. hair color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Black black ish with a liiittttleee bit of brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;15. are you a health freak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;16. height?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;172/5"8 (eat your hearts out man)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18. do you like yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. piercings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. I wanna get more though O: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;20. tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;None and never will get any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;21. righty or lefty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Firsts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;22. first surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Never had surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;23. first piercings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Earlobe piercings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24. first best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Er, I can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;25. first award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dunnoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;26. first sport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Badminton? Omg so lame haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;27. first pet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dog!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;28. first vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Malaysia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;30. first crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Er, don't remember. Dude, how long ago was that. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Currently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;49. eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;50. drinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;51. I'm about to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;finish this quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;52. listening to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;53. waiting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thursday! Then I can see Peter bald O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;54. wearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Born to paddle shirt and shorts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;55. kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;56. want to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;67. careers in mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;DUNNO. x.x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Preferences for the opposite sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Er,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Have you ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;78. kissed a stranger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;79. drank bubbles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BUBBLE TEA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;80. broken a bone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;81. climbed up a tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;YEA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;82. broken someones heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Uh, yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;83. turned someone down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;85. liked a friend as more than a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Do you believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;86. yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;87. miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Not all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;88. love at first sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;89. Santa Clause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;YEA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;90. sex on the first date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;91. angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Answer Truthfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;92. is there someone you want to be with right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;93. text message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Theresa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;94. received call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;95. call made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mom or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;96. message on facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I dont message people on facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;97. missed call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;98. person you hung out with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;99. you hugged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;100. you talked to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;On MSN, clare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;101. said I love you to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Antonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the day:&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MY CONTACTS. AWESOME. AND I GOT SMTH TO WEAR TO THE CHOIR CONCERT. AWESOME POSSUM.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley is a happy girl (for now)&lt;br /&gt;But I have a tummyache ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-8925671165196194655?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/8925671165196194655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=8925671165196194655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8925671165196194655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8925671165196194655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/though-my-skies-are-turning-grey.html' title='though my skies are turning grey;'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-2672223800699264941</id><published>2008-07-28T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:44:11.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the little things</title><content type='html'>1) What is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't have a most important thing. Just many important things. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is the last thing that you bought with your own money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Er, shampoo??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Where do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The beach? :D LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How old do you think you will be permanently owned by your love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea, with a lot of people. A.k.a my friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Where was the last restaurant you had dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't remember... O;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Name the latest book that you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Notebook?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ashley Lee Yin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;9) Do you prefer your mother or father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What kind of question is that-.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Name a person that you really wish to meet in real life for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Er, too many. I can't list out all of 'em&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Christina or Britney?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christina!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you do your own laundry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea. Well in HK yea, since I don't have a helper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) The most exciting place you want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melbourne!!! Lavender fields!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Hugs or kisses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hugs. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Point out 5 things about the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stole this, didn't get tagged by anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;16)8 things I am passionate about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Crescent Canoeing(: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Flowers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Food&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) 8 things I say too often:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Omg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Cow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. sucker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. i'm cool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)8 books I've read recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Bible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) 8 songs I could listen to over and over again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. She's the one-Robbie Williams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Can't smile without you-Barry Manilow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Battle-Colbie Caillat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Addicted to you-Anthony Callea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Breathe(2am)- Anna Nalick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. Promise of a lifetime-Kutless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Before it's too late- Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Always be my baby-David Cook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)8 things I learned last year: (2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. I needa work harder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. I should give up in love. (hahaah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Life sucks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. bla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. bla.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. bla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. bla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. bla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 people to tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whoever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-2672223800699264941?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/2672223800699264941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=2672223800699264941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2672223800699264941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2672223800699264941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-things.html' title='the little things'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-10091423993908958</id><published>2008-07-28T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:41:23.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resolutions</title><content type='html'>ASHLEY LEE IS GONNA WORK HER BLOODY BUTT OFF NEXT YEAR SO THAT SHE CAN GET AWESOME POSSUM GRADES JUST SO SHE CAN COME BACK TO SG AND ENTER THE FREAKIN ACS IB PROGRAM. I'M GONNA DO IT, BELIEVE IT OR NOT &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the above was true if I am actually allowed to come back :D&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I'll work my butt off just so I won't kapnk and die in the ACS IB system which is, I'm sure, a shit load of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot of work to do O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peepeepeepeepee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-10091423993908958?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/10091423993908958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=10091423993908958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/10091423993908958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/10091423993908958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/resolutions.html' title='resolutions'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3918116743148614499</id><published>2008-07-28T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:53:51.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;He said to me,&lt;br /&gt;"My grace is enough for you in weakness power reaches perfection." And so I willingly boast of my weaknesses instead, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I am content with weakness, with mistreatment, with distress, with prosecutions and difficulties for the sake of Christ; for when I am powerless, it is then I am strong.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Cor 13;9,10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do wish I could see life that way. I might do just about anything to have that little bit of optimism in my life. Woopie :)&lt;br /&gt;Will anyone get me a flower to brighten up my day?&lt;br /&gt;I need some sort of reminder to tell me that life isn't as bad as I think it is.&lt;br /&gt;BlubBlubBlubBlub&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3918116743148614499?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3918116743148614499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3918116743148614499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3918116743148614499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3918116743148614499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/14.html' title='14'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-4141318147440206800</id><published>2008-07-28T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:37.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overdue</title><content type='html'>Ah, this was supposed to be done yesterday but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Art!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SI0zPxh5G8I/AAAAAAAABCA/ROCLRAV_jHs/s1600-h/DSCF0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SI0zPxh5G8I/AAAAAAAABCA/ROCLRAV_jHs/s320/DSCF0268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227891088533560258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihihihihihi, Captain!:) I still remember you were the last person I carried a boat with before I left! :D And it was boat number...4! :D Hurhur, anyway. I hope you had a great birthday yesterday (: Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SI0zQINLc0I/AAAAAAAABCI/Vna0KJc3F9w/s1600-h/CIMG7409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SI0zQINLc0I/AAAAAAAABCI/Vna0KJc3F9w/s320/CIMG7409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227891094620697410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Keikei!&lt;br /&gt;Yup kk, it's okay! :D Hahha, great knowing you this year. Hanging out with you guys and stuff O: And dude, you're so violent O.O Like how you use the knife to remove the cap from that weird yoghurt drink thingy. Oh and. HAVE FUN AT YOUR DISNEYLAND PARTY! I'm sorry I couldn't go D: but ah well, love you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yay done ;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwedd&lt;br /&gt;Well not really but bababaa&lt;br /&gt;Someone help? X.X I don't know what to wear for the choir night on friday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to convince my mom to let me go shopping later and at the same time, watch the dark knight. Yea laugh at me cos I'm prolly the only sucka who hasn't watched it yet ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-4141318147440206800?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/4141318147440206800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=4141318147440206800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4141318147440206800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4141318147440206800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/overdue.html' title='overdue'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SI0zPxh5G8I/AAAAAAAABCA/ROCLRAV_jHs/s72-c/DSCF0268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6490343941828147109</id><published>2008-07-27T14:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:37.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colourless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIwejhvWX0I/AAAAAAAABB4/MpsctgPvbms/s1600-h/colourless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIwejhvWX0I/AAAAAAAABB4/MpsctgPvbms/s320/colourless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227586863171526466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;When your favourite song starts to play&lt;br /&gt;You start to think&lt;br /&gt;The melody, the notes&lt;br /&gt;They tug on your heartstrings, heartstrings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your memories start to rewind&lt;br /&gt;Back to the good old days&lt;br /&gt;The places, the faces&lt;br /&gt;They echo endlessly in your mind, your mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6490343941828147109?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6490343941828147109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6490343941828147109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6490343941828147109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6490343941828147109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/colourless.html' title='colourless'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIwejhvWX0I/AAAAAAAABB4/MpsctgPvbms/s72-c/colourless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-8691046839548408539</id><published>2008-07-27T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:37.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be your favourite hello; &amp; your hardest goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SItcvvvtZCI/AAAAAAAABBw/wyOvWdx9Hmc/s1600-h/m142107853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SItcvvvtZCI/AAAAAAAABBw/wyOvWdx9Hmc/s320/m142107853.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227373767833773090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored/tired/weird/awake/wonky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All five at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me how, I know it's quite contradicting but okay. Go ahead if you're gonna tell me I'm weird because I already knew that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something I didn't already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the answer to things like:&lt;br /&gt;Why are there never enough stars in the sky, to brighten up the night?&lt;br /&gt;What's the best way to just snap out of shit and get back to living life in the fast lane?&lt;br /&gt;How much longer before this whole episode of bullcrap and whatnots end?&lt;br /&gt;Who&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;Where&lt;br /&gt;When&lt;br /&gt;Why&lt;br /&gt;How&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASNAOGFNBGEGBETGBEG&lt;br /&gt;WEHJGEITPGHER&lt;br /&gt;GHERGHWR&lt;br /&gt;GNWIRGNW&lt;br /&gt;RIGNW&lt;br /&gt;GNWT&lt;br /&gt;GQWTGWRPFGEPGF&lt;br /&gt;ETGIJE&lt;br /&gt;TPGJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-8691046839548408539?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/8691046839548408539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=8691046839548408539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8691046839548408539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8691046839548408539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-to-be-your-favourite-hello-your.html' title='I want to be your favourite hello; &amp; your hardest goodbye'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SItcvvvtZCI/AAAAAAAABBw/wyOvWdx9Hmc/s72-c/m142107853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-2091948293617629444</id><published>2008-07-26T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:38.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a fine frenzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We walked along a crowded street&lt;br /&gt;You took my hand and danced with me&lt;br /&gt;Images&lt;br /&gt;And when you left, you kissed my lips&lt;br /&gt;You told me you would never, never forget&lt;br /&gt;These images&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was well. A pretty short one, considering the fact that I slept at about 3 and woke up at 8? Then again, if you look at it, it's not really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that short&lt;/span&gt; compared to the nights in HK where most of my nights are spent churning out pages of reports and all that. But, I guess it's been a long time since there was school and I'm turning into a nocturnal creature with no self discipline at all. Not good. I can't imagine what I'll be like when school restarts!&lt;br /&gt;And then, there was Learning Festival today :) I didn't really see how I learned anything from it but, I think that was based purely on my laziness to go and read the exhibits set up by various language societies and CCAs. One thing for sure, I ate a lot and saw many many of my loved ones :) And I would have gotten pictures with them but unfortunately for all you poor suckers who read my blog for pics........Read the post below. So sucks. But I did manage to get a few pictures before my darling camera screwed up. *Tears* :'[&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Xin Yi and Gina and Charmaine for walking around with me even though I kept stopping to say hi to people... LOVEYOU (K) MUAKS! Evidently, I am quite high. :O&lt;br /&gt;And Tessa Ying is the stewpeedest loser ever! Hmpf.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;And there was this SJI canoeist who was some 1s1 girl's friend? Shaun(sp?) Tan or whatever. Pst Gina :) Heh, remember what we did? The candy!! (We picked it up from the floor and it was totally brand new! :O ) And er, well Gina offered it to him and he er, took it. So you can't really say it was our fault :D And I'm pretty sure my dear darling juniors swooooned over him when they saw him, mainly cos they think SJI canoiests are cute. COUGHCELINEMICHELLECHERIECOUGH. Nuff said, HI CHERIE, I KNOW YOU'RE READING THIS! :)&lt;br /&gt;And I ate so much today, I'm pretty sure I gained weight. :O Die, Ashley. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bad things which happened today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAMERA DIED. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I got a disgusting tan line on my back and arms&lt;br /&gt;There was some effed up lao teeko staring at me on the bus&lt;br /&gt;I nearly missed my stop!! (P.S. I've never actually missed my stop before :D )&lt;br /&gt;I got stood up&lt;br /&gt;GAINED WEIGHT. ASDF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good things which happened today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my loves!&lt;br /&gt;Got new shampoo&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a fun time laughing about certain things. *pokeginapoke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are more bad things which happened today instead of good things. But, friends are the ultimate sunshines in life. :) So I guess the day didn't go that badly after all. (Minus camera incident)&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-dBhseoI/AAAAAAAABBA/o3q2ykAIttw/s1600-h/CIMG3264+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-dBhseoI/AAAAAAAABBA/o3q2ykAIttw/s320/CIMG3264+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227340460840483458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my hair is screwed. Whaddya expect, it was blazing hot and wearing a black shirt=disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-dOpHlfI/AAAAAAAABBI/n_aTr983Fz8/s1600-h/CIMG3270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-dOpHlfI/AAAAAAAABBI/n_aTr983Fz8/s320/CIMG3270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227340464361281010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-dg4VxbI/AAAAAAAABBQ/B0WxNHJyBfY/s1600-h/CIMG7824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-dg4VxbI/AAAAAAAABBQ/B0WxNHJyBfY/s320/CIMG7824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227340469256963506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to two of my lovely friends. Introducing Charmaine the chicken backside and Gina the cosplayer! (She was cosplaying as Rinoa from FF btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-dt743sI/AAAAAAAABBY/rc9uBHp27Bc/s1600-h/gina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-dt743sI/AAAAAAAABBY/rc9uBHp27Bc/s320/gina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227340472761507522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-enhCceI/AAAAAAAABBg/P4nCr7_5zQs/s1600-h/CIMG7827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-enhCceI/AAAAAAAABBg/P4nCr7_5zQs/s320/CIMG7827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227340488218145250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another very awesome friend of mine, say hello to Xin Yi my buddy! Love you too buddy, don't kill me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs--s-ATVI/AAAAAAAABBo/HJpnvyGEqUc/s1600-h/CIMG7828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs--s-ATVI/AAAAAAAABBo/HJpnvyGEqUc/s320/CIMG7828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227341039437630802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DON'T BE SUCH A CHICKEN BACKSIDE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;That was made up, she didn't really say that. Love you too charms! :D *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics another day when I steal them from wherever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;But you still forgot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-2091948293617629444?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/2091948293617629444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=2091948293617629444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2091948293617629444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2091948293617629444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/fine-frenzy.html' title='a fine frenzy'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIs-dBhseoI/AAAAAAAABBA/o3q2ykAIttw/s72-c/CIMG3264+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-9167323763024476717</id><published>2008-07-26T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:25:12.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed</title><content type='html'>I FEEL SO DARN BLOODY ANNOYED WITH MY FREEAKIN CAMERA&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY TIMES DOES IT WANNA SCREW UP ON ME?!&lt;br /&gt;AND WTF, I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING TO IT. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I AM AN ANGRY CAT. RAWRR. POOSH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-9167323763024476717?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/9167323763024476717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=9167323763024476717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/9167323763024476717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/9167323763024476717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/annoyed.html' title='annoyed'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6460471280414788018</id><published>2008-07-25T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T23:02:22.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>As you see through life&lt;br /&gt;You will see that there is so much more that we don't understand&lt;br /&gt;And the only thing we really know&lt;br /&gt;Is that things don't always go the way we planned for them to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from a blogskin. Credits to &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=123505&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;Etiquity% life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6460471280414788018?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6460471280414788018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6460471280414788018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6460471280414788018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6460471280414788018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5395583040297155255</id><published>2008-07-25T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:15:49.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>play.pause.rewind</title><content type='html'>New layout :)&lt;br /&gt;Well not really a new layout but it's..edited.&lt;br /&gt;Tagboard's next to my user picture on the left box.&lt;br /&gt;And here are the tag replies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GINA:D ]yuppp :) tmr! cosplay girl!&lt;br /&gt;WENQI ]no not really &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;jean ann ]HIIII JEAN ANN!!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;clara] HELLO CLARA!&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine ]hha, yupyup. MYT! gnna see you tmr!&lt;br /&gt;nisa ]cant wait to see you too! LUV YOU!&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE ]dont be so fat! move your fingers!&lt;br /&gt;Cleo]HAHA, CHE. LOVE YOU^^&lt;br /&gt;WENQI ]okay lah, tall. But i'm taller! love you lots too!&lt;br /&gt;deb ]np! LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;rachel lee ]AT LEAST I CAN TALK!&lt;br /&gt;Cherie ]OH FINE :( okay i'll link :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done done done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5395583040297155255?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5395583040297155255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5395583040297155255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5395583040297155255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5395583040297155255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/playpauserewind.html' title='play.pause.rewind'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6783409300577922103</id><published>2008-07-25T14:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T15:10:06.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever it takes;</title><content type='html'>Just how did it happen? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats seems to be the biggest question I'll never be able to answer. For the life of me, I don't think I'll be able to answer that in the long run. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grow up&lt;/span&gt;, stop being so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;immature&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, that was wrong. I know what's wrong with me, I know how to correct myself. And I desperately want to, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years, it's coming to 3 years now.&lt;br /&gt;But everything's gone, so what's the use?&lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything, just anything to turn things round and make it seem alright.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever I give, it's never enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from Raycholee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;When is the last time a boy gave you a hug?&lt;br /&gt;Er, last school dance. Not going to state names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person who looked at you and smiled?&lt;br /&gt;My older sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever touched an elephant?&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now?&lt;br /&gt;Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loving life at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Hell no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anybody ever told you you have pretty eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Er, yea. But I don't see how having one small eye and one big eye is considered pretty so go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Dead. JK. I dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something you did yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Packed the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are being extremely quiet what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;I'm being abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the weather like today?&lt;br /&gt;Overcast skies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Er, I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have curly hair?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone were to tell you they like you right now, would you care?&lt;br /&gt;Er, depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last place you took a plane to?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you talk about your feelings or hide them?&lt;br /&gt;hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone looked ON your bed, what would they find?&lt;br /&gt;Pillows, bolster, mobile, iPod, blankie! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Red Cliff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you read the post up there ^^ and tell me if I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;The fan blades swishing through the air. voosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you dream about last night?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. I was too tired to dream about anything, I just plonked onto my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to read?&lt;br /&gt;If I like a book, I'll read it. If I don't like it, don't even count on me touching the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in the hospital, who on your TOP friends comes to visit you?&lt;br /&gt;Tag if you would. (icanbetnoonesgoingtotag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people underestimate you?&lt;br /&gt;Yup, all the time in every way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;Purple, Black, White, Blue, Green, Pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a difference between the word 'best friend' and 'friend'?&lt;br /&gt;At this stage in life, perhaps not. Well I meant maybe. Not definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you anything like you were at this point last year?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the 8th text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most looking forward to tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;LEARNING FESTIVAL! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;I know I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you falling for someone?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your first name?&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking forward to in the next month?&lt;br /&gt;Plane ride back to HK, school, freakin PP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like pancakes?&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a facebook?&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from Gina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. What is the meaning of your first name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ash tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. Name a flower that you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lavender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. Do you wish to have a tattoo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. Who wakes you up every morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Myself/Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5. When did you last go to the mall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;6. What are you scared of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Being enclosed in dark areas by myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7. Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yea. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;8. Can you speak malay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya cintang kamu! Yea right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;9. Are you listening to any songs now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;10. Type of your blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;AB+ ? I think..or it might be B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;11. How many messages are there in your hp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not more than 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;12. Tomorrow’s programmes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Learning Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;13. Subject that you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;14. Do you play any instruments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Used to play the violin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;15. How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fourteen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;16. Name one of your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;17. When you angry….?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bottle it up or if I've bottled it up for too long, I'll explode in your face then and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;18. Still in love with your ex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;19. Things that make you happy now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't know. Canoeing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;20. Who is your idol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;21. What time is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3.06 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;22. Did you fight with someone recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kind of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;23.Where were you two hours ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTUC Bukit Timah. Fairprice Finest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;24. Last text msg that you received? from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't be such a busybody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;25. Person that you miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I miss a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;26. Song that you hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Emo screamo whatever songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;27. Did you hug someone today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;28. Do you like to makeup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lip gloss? Yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;29. When people sing loudly with his/her bad voice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Join in or tell them to stfu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;30. Are you sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Go figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6783409300577922103?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6783409300577922103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6783409300577922103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6783409300577922103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6783409300577922103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/whatever-it-takes.html' title='whatever it takes;'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-181516729237851154</id><published>2008-07-24T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:04:01.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;enasnigniogmai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;erehtenoynaerehtsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;emhtiwereherewuoyhsiwyllearidna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;tonreuoyylsuoivbotub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I just had to do that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Baby come back, any kind of fool could see&lt;br /&gt;There was something in everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Baby come back, you can blame it all on me&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong, and I just can't live without you&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-181516729237851154?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/181516729237851154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=181516729237851154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/181516729237851154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/181516729237851154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/enasnigniogmai-erehtenoynaerehtsi.html' title='trying'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6094214100121404767</id><published>2008-07-24T18:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:04:50.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we skate as we date as we slowly suffocate</title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty much shitty day&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I'm not that bad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from someone's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 1: each player of this game starts off with 15 weird things/habit/little known facts about yourself. People who got tagged need t write a blog of their own 15 weird habits/things/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think flip flop tans are cool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a mole on my ring finger on my left hand. (Then again, I think quite a lot of people know that)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My left ear is higher than my right ear! :O&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have one single and one double eyelid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favourite flavours of ice cream from B&amp;amp;Js are Phish food and NY Super Fudge Chunk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm scared of being in enclosed and dark spaces by myself. But you probably knew that too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My right leg is fatter than my left leg. WTF? Yea, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can be incredibly mean to people if I don't like them. You knew that too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a bitch, beat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have an obsession with fluff balls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have never ever gotten sun burnt before. Like the skin peeling kinda sunburn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I WANT TO LOSE WEIGHT RAWRRRR. (you knew that too)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to sleep with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 2 pillows under my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I talk to things e.g. my printer when it screws up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a sudden obsession with bubble tea!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;People tagged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gina&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zanita&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Klare&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clare&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nisa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wenqi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Xin Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Theresa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jolene (I KNOW YOU DONT HAVE A BLOG. SO GO GET ONE &gt;:( )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;asdf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and the stars, blue, shivering in the distance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The night wind whirls in the sky and sings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6094214100121404767?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6094214100121404767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6094214100121404767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6094214100121404767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6094214100121404767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-pretty-much-shitty-day-but-i.html' title='we skate as we date as we slowly suffocate'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-898863942393044089</id><published>2008-07-24T11:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:40.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid rachel lee was asking me if I had heard of five minutes to midnight by Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;Then I got the tune stuck in my head x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; We could&lt;br /&gt;Pack up and leave all our things behind&lt;br /&gt;No fact or fiction or storyline&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need you more than just for tonight&lt;br /&gt;You're oh oh all I care&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop my breathing in&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak and you were my medicine&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop till I am under your skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Anyway, I was bored yesterday so here are some pics I edited :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzkyWrcjI/AAAAAAAABAY/Q1Fu5NqxSEE/s1600-h/CIMG7798+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzkyWrcjI/AAAAAAAABAY/Q1Fu5NqxSEE/s320/CIMG7798+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226413705904484914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETTER FROM OXFORD! Not mine, sister's :D How sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzlDUt3sI/AAAAAAAABAg/I_Kb7eAdccw/s1600-h/CIMG7800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzlDUt3sI/AAAAAAAABAg/I_Kb7eAdccw/s320/CIMG7800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226413710459657922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from my house. Not erm, a very spectacular view? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzl3hRGvI/AAAAAAAABAo/ZL4QTrd7_Ys/s1600-h/CIMG7801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzl3hRGvI/AAAAAAAABAo/ZL4QTrd7_Ys/s320/CIMG7801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226413724470942450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streetlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzmUQ_AyI/AAAAAAAABAw/XMNcpe5VVls/s1600-h/CIMG7804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzmUQ_AyI/AAAAAAAABAw/XMNcpe5VVls/s320/CIMG7804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226413732187276066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzmpjX7JI/AAAAAAAABA4/An2SOelFAk0/s1600-h/CIMG7806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzmpjX7JI/AAAAAAAABA4/An2SOelFAk0/s320/CIMG7806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226413737901550738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Railings, tempt your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sudden craving to eat a lot of food :( not good&lt;br /&gt;I'm still supposed to be losing weight&lt;br /&gt;ASHLEY LEE, is going to go running next week. Woopee (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-898863942393044089?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/898863942393044089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=898863942393044089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/898863942393044089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/898863942393044089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/stupid-rachel-lee-was-asking-me-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIfzkyWrcjI/AAAAAAAABAY/Q1Fu5NqxSEE/s72-c/CIMG7798+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-373237887682622980</id><published>2008-07-23T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:41.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday to 4 very special people :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cleo&lt;br /&gt;CLEOCLEOCLEOCLEO. What can I say, you've been a great friend the last 2 and a half years. Knowing you from canoeing and from 2G2, and we've had so many many much much fun times together! From screaming and cheering during Nationals to the fun fun times we had during Julienne's boat party ;) I love you mucho mucho! Have a great birthday okay? Kiss,hug,love you! (K)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIdMM2M5gwI/AAAAAAAABAA/aubJasWIeVM/s1600-h/cleo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIdMM2M5gwI/AAAAAAAABAA/aubJasWIeVM/s320/cleo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226229676178506498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yea the besttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIdMNHO4BvI/AAAAAAAABAQ/M73ie0fZlRA/s1600-h/DSCN6821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIdMNHO4BvI/AAAAAAAABAQ/M73ie0fZlRA/s320/DSCN6821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226229680750200562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Deborah!&lt;br /&gt;LOONEY PANDA! I DON'T HAVE A PICTURE WITH YOU! :( Sighhh, oh well. Spevil! Great jobs during comps this year :) Been fun being Vice captain for the last year eh? :] you did a great job of it though! :) Love you too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIdMM1dc8wI/AAAAAAAABAI/Jf87sErir2g/s1600-h/S5000107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIdMM1dc8wI/AAAAAAAABAI/Jf87sErir2g/s320/S5000107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226229675979502338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nisa!&lt;br /&gt;SMARTYPANTS. OMGOMGOMG. LOVE YOU MUCHMUCHO! And I think I look like shit in that picture..haiz.  :( Anyway, I haven't really been talking to you recently! D: I'll see you this Saturday in school okay. We are veryvery cool people and I miss you muchzxz! (K)(K)(L)(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIdMMiJODuI/AAAAAAAAA_4/x76aJu4ShOE/s1600-h/CIMG7725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIdMMiJODuI/AAAAAAAAA_4/x76aJu4ShOE/s320/CIMG7725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226229670794366690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Wenqi!&lt;br /&gt;stupid mospiggo! WENQIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, stupid girl. :O anyway, it's been nice knowing you the past month and we've had fun times tgt aye? Anyway, I'm mucho cooler than you and taller than you too! HAH! JKjk :) lovelove you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;YYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-373237887682622980?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/373237887682622980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=373237887682622980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/373237887682622980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/373237887682622980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-to-4-very-special-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIdMM2M5gwI/AAAAAAAABAA/aubJasWIeVM/s72-c/cleo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-1263033304227023086</id><published>2008-07-23T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:28:50.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exanimate</title><content type='html'>For some reason, I decided to tickle my pretty much dead Lj account today. But I won't be moving to Lj anytime soon! It's kinda sad how everyone reads your blog and doesn't tag. And especially since it's Lj, all the more so. People aren't gonna comment after reading your posts. So unless I feel as though I don't feel like reading people's tags, I won't move. Perfect cue for you to start jumping around and squealing like a happy elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Seems like nothing is black and white anymore&lt;br /&gt;Shades of grey and I feel a weight over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;It's tough getting older&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that I knew where I'd want to go&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here and I find that I'm still getting colder&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda tough getting older    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Older-Colbie Caillat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yea it's tough getting older. Dealing with all sorts of shit. Responsibilities, responsibilities, responsibilities. I hate being anchored down by everything that I'm held on to and I desperately want and need to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;freed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like a red balloon, soaring free, soaring high. Out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;Then no one can touch me, no one can tell me what to do. No one, can decide for me how my life turns out.&lt;br /&gt;The House on Mango Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes.&lt;br /&gt;"You've changed so much."&lt;br /&gt;So many people have told me that I've changed, I can't even count them on both my hands. I've gotten used to hearing that line to the extent that it doesn't affect me anymore. Rewinding back to when someone first told me that, I would explode and say "WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? I DIDN'T CHANGE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;." But now that I turn my head and look back at the past 3 years, I see a drastic change in myself. I've changed in so many ways, both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose over the years, I've matured just a little. From the primary school days, the "I don't friend you"s and the "Guys suck, throw rocks at them" have slowly disintegrated into different thoughts and ways of life.&lt;br /&gt;Entering secondary school, I guess there was much more to life than I thought there was. It wasn't just the everyday childish squabbles which used to occur &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh-so-often&lt;/span&gt; in primary school. Instead, quarrels turned into vicious catfights and as a result, there was always someone who was bound to be hurt.&lt;br /&gt;And then, there was this word. This unexplainable feeling I felt about perhaps, a special person. A word, a feeling called love.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew what love was. Relationships began and from there, I thought life was at its best. But things started dying down and the so called love started to wane. I started thinking if my thoughts and ideas of love lasting forever and ever meant anything in the first place. Doubt started kicking in, did everything just start off as just a good feeling? Then things started screwing up and then, it was gone. I felt like the whole world just crashed down on my shoulders. Lying in bed every night, toss and turn endlessly. Tears trickle down cheeks like endless floods. But gradually, I get over it. Then life started all over again from a different angle. People started to say I changed. But I just let all the words pass through from one ear to the other.&lt;br /&gt;And then, something else happened. I met a person, a new person. And the same things happened. Unfortunately, I migrated to Hong Kong. I saw another side of the world I had never expected to see. School seemed like just another popularity contest, just bitchier. I hated school so much. I was pretty much, a depressed kid on the block. But then, I started settling into this new world I never thought I'd see and I became another one of them. Back in sg, just like before. It was gone. For reasons I won't state here but it disappeared. Then I settled into life and started accepting things for what they were. But when I went back during CNY, even more people started to say I changed. I looked in the mirror, but I still couldn't see what was the difference. I constantly asked myself, "Did I change?" But, I never seemed to be able to find an answer to that question until recently.&lt;br /&gt;I changed, drastically. In so many ways, I changed into something I'd never have seen myself as 3 years ago. Who was I then? Who am I now? I started to see the difference. And then I looked around, friends from those days transforming into what they are at present. Then, I realised. It wasn't just me, it was everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;So this was an, interesting reflection. I grew up, I matured and I changed. Even though I guess I wasn't as immature as before, I just got some sense knocked into my head. I am still an immature kid. Despite all the changes. But I do know one thing, I'm not the same person I was years ago. I'm different, way different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;x.x&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what that was about. poofieee&lt;br /&gt;Learning Fest this Sat. Then I can see my lovelies :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-1263033304227023086?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/1263033304227023086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=1263033304227023086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1263033304227023086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1263033304227023086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/exanimate.html' title='exanimate'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-4056637467849981280</id><published>2008-07-22T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:31:48.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me to your heart</title><content type='html'>ifeellikescreamingandjumpingaroundnowjustbecausenoonestheretolistentomeranting.&lt;br /&gt;thereforeiampenningdownallofmythoughtsinthisboxwhichiscalledablog.&lt;br /&gt;isntthatsofascinating?iknewthatandiknowyouknewthattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even try to ask me why I did that. I don't know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-4056637467849981280?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/4056637467849981280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=4056637467849981280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4056637467849981280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4056637467849981280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/take-me-to-your-heart.html' title='Take me to your heart'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-368430755336907023</id><published>2008-07-22T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:51:03.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo</title><content type='html'>Just because Klare is bugging me to reply tags! Fuafua, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klare: HELLOOO&lt;br /&gt;zann: ZANITA! ;D&lt;br /&gt;GINA:D : Of course you will xD haha, jk. BOOM, we are very cool&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: OMG, WHICH RACHEL ARE YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;rachel lee: you always do -.-&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: really?! You're not a retard? *stares around* okay...and yea I didn't go for phototaking.. o.O&lt;br /&gt;klare: HELLO AGAIN. LALALALA&lt;br /&gt;klare: I should post a pic of you and label you as the monkey! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;yi wen: hhaha thanks! :) linked!&lt;br /&gt;amanda: BUTTONS!!! I am a cool zipper and together, we can fly, heh. Okay, picture soon! And I don't have you on MSN! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY KLARE? :D&lt;br /&gt;you should be, it's the only time I'll ever be nice to you &gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-368430755336907023?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/368430755336907023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=368430755336907023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/368430755336907023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/368430755336907023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/xoxo.html' title='xoxo'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-1939517634421422758</id><published>2008-07-22T14:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:47.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buried beneath all the lites</title><content type='html'>Taken the other day at Macritchie. Don't ask me why I took so many pictures of monkeys, I just did. Because I was bored and I felt a weird connection with monkeys. Maybe, just maybe. I was a monkey in my previous life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBOnc-1rI/AAAAAAAAA8A/BMV0LWpxqqI/s1600-h/DSC03378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBOnc-1rI/AAAAAAAAA8A/BMV0LWpxqqI/s320/DSC03378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a never ending path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBO6t-ZTI/AAAAAAAAA8I/P199Zvpuox0/s1600-h/DSC03380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBO6t-ZTI/AAAAAAAAA8I/P199Zvpuox0/s320/DSC03380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, don't tell me the photo sucks. I KNOW, cos after all, the pic was taken with a 2mp Camera, a.k.a the camera in my phone -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBPGLnIAI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/he67_PhiFXI/s1600-h/DSC03381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBPGLnIAI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/he67_PhiFXI/s320/DSC03381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBPDKh0KI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/XOYDM9QMEj0/s1600-h/DSC03382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBPDKh0KI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/XOYDM9QMEj0/s320/DSC03382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Li!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBtPb6uGI/AAAAAAAAA8g/jmC5_34zt8g/s1600-h/DSC03383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBtPb6uGI/AAAAAAAAA8g/jmC5_34zt8g/s320/DSC03383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225725556871051362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the tail sticking out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBtWsXNVI/AAAAAAAAA8o/rT-zwneFSBU/s1600-h/DSC03384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBtWsXNVI/AAAAAAAAA8o/rT-zwneFSBU/s320/DSC03384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225725558819075410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBtVrd7SI/AAAAAAAAA8w/3ioSQrS93jc/s1600-h/DSC03385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBtVrd7SI/AAAAAAAAA8w/3ioSQrS93jc/s320/DSC03385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225725558546885922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another failed edited picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBvSSoktI/AAAAAAAAA84/JyOrcuoJ3sE/s1600-h/DSC03386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBvSSoktI/AAAAAAAAA84/JyOrcuoJ3sE/s320/DSC03386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225725591997158098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBvoPXATI/AAAAAAAAA9A/1a34Cdkx7uI/s1600-h/DSC03387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBvoPXATI/AAAAAAAAA9A/1a34Cdkx7uI/s320/DSC03387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225725597889003826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWCp_b7RpI/AAAAAAAAA9I/NtYC505kFOw/s1600-h/DSC03388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWCp_b7RpI/AAAAAAAAA9I/NtYC505kFOw/s320/DSC03388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225726600548140690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run for your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWCqKYsBFI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/dLUd179FLcs/s1600-h/DSC03389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWCqKYsBFI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/dLUd179FLcs/s320/DSC03389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225726603487347794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sad how they have to scrounge for food in the dustbins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWCqJSP-hI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/0eqSKGBvzrA/s1600-h/DSC03392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWCqJSP-hI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/0eqSKGBvzrA/s320/DSC03392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225726603191908882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWCqdcMXkI/AAAAAAAAA9g/-9U7wIX7ZMs/s1600-h/DSC03395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWCqdcMXkI/AAAAAAAAA9g/-9U7wIX7ZMs/s320/DSC03395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225726608602324546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could climb bars like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWCqdEQHLI/AAAAAAAAA9o/wEHVe_XOAYk/s1600-h/DSC03396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWCqdEQHLI/AAAAAAAAA9o/wEHVe_XOAYk/s320/DSC03396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225726608501906610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokey Pokey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWDWnGJDfI/AAAAAAAAA9w/kF70AA9kI98/s1600-h/DSC03397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWDWnGJDfI/AAAAAAAAA9w/kF70AA9kI98/s320/DSC03397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225727367108431346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and stare, you start to wonder why you're here not there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWDWxONoUI/AAAAAAAAA94/pAdJbq1f6q4/s1600-h/DSC03399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWDWxONoUI/AAAAAAAAA94/pAdJbq1f6q4/s320/DSC03399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225727369826640194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAILED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWDW6VK31I/AAAAAAAAA-A/HNYTuKn6W9Q/s1600-h/DSC03403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWDW6VK31I/AAAAAAAAA-A/HNYTuKn6W9Q/s320/DSC03403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225727372271738706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the cool d00d jogging in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWDW3wgrYI/AAAAAAAAA-I/VZpttut0-dc/s1600-h/DSC03406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWDW3wgrYI/AAAAAAAAA-I/VZpttut0-dc/s320/DSC03406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225727371581107586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I found Ribena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWDXBOBQMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/48uTYsGlcFA/s1600-h/DSC03412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWDXBOBQMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/48uTYsGlcFA/s320/DSC03412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225727374120796354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWEWA8cZ3I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/7vxVLecudjo/s1600-h/DSC03415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWEWA8cZ3I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/7vxVLecudjo/s320/DSC03415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225728456378836850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AREN'T YOU OPENING?! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWEWUrZSbI/AAAAAAAAA-g/omKVjPGV9fY/s1600-h/DSC03416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWEWUrZSbI/AAAAAAAAA-g/omKVjPGV9fY/s320/DSC03416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225728461676038578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST OPEN THIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWEWsck4BI/AAAAAAAAA-o/JgQjNUGBvYE/s1600-h/DSC03421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWEWsck4BI/AAAAAAAAA-o/JgQjNUGBvYE/s320/DSC03421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225728468056334354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPENED! Yay party! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWEW7tsD9I/AAAAAAAAA-w/ePS-LexasbY/s1600-h/DSC03423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWEW7tsD9I/AAAAAAAAA-w/ePS-LexasbY/s320/DSC03423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225728472154640338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever's left of what you once had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWEXBlzCLI/AAAAAAAAA-4/X_hRlUt-NLA/s1600-h/DSC03424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWEXBlzCLI/AAAAAAAAA-4/X_hRlUt-NLA/s320/DSC03424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225728473732155570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFPnwv58I/AAAAAAAAA_A/a8Vpwq5DIR4/s1600-h/DSC03426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFPnwv58I/AAAAAAAAA_A/a8Vpwq5DIR4/s320/DSC03426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225729446051309506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic is so...sad. Look at the monkey's eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFP2GjnnI/AAAAAAAAA_I/t8M2E4F8BEs/s1600-h/DSC03431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFP2GjnnI/AAAAAAAAA_I/t8M2E4F8BEs/s320/DSC03431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225729449900875378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slurp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFPw6ZcBI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/hkzaUfxIkwk/s1600-h/DSC03432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFPw6ZcBI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/hkzaUfxIkwk/s320/DSC03432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225729448507699218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFP8MtgrI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/qXR6lpGmEwE/s1600-h/DSC03433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFP8MtgrI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/qXR6lpGmEwE/s320/DSC03433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225729451537302194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Li!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFQGSfZkI/AAAAAAAAA_g/78yReOvsxLY/s1600-h/DSC03443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFQGSfZkI/AAAAAAAAA_g/78yReOvsxLY/s320/DSC03443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225729454245897794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Lee poledancing, HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFy6IpedI/AAAAAAAAA_o/rEdnF7iju-s/s1600-h/DSC03444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFy6IpedI/AAAAAAAAA_o/rEdnF7iju-s/s320/DSC03444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225730052278811090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the walk to Neverland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFyz4aEhI/AAAAAAAAA_w/B5PsPtvlthw/s1600-h/DSC03457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWFyz4aEhI/AAAAAAAAA_w/B5PsPtvlthw/s320/DSC03457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225730050600079890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No monkey in this one, just me. :D I'm the monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;PP SUCKS :(&lt;br /&gt;and I've been eating and eating&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last three sentences didn't really link together but whatever&lt;div 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lites'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIWBOnc-1rI/AAAAAAAAA8A/BMV0LWpxqqI/s72-c/DSC03378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5584086726976126910</id><published>2008-07-22T10:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:49.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's the one</title><content type='html'>Edited Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBGq7Py8I/AAAAAAAAA6w/9kOwJhuWexc/s1600-h/CIMG9355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBGq7Py8I/AAAAAAAAA6w/9kOwJhuWexc/s320/CIMG9355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225654525491137474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ring that Jolene made! Love Grass :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBGjpr-nI/AAAAAAAAA64/NWlnHCrLe1U/s1600-h/CIMG9469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBGjpr-nI/AAAAAAAAA64/NWlnHCrLe1U/s320/CIMG9469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225654523538438770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBG6FMgXI/AAAAAAAAA7A/uvuN67tVnQc/s1600-h/CIMG9502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBG6FMgXI/AAAAAAAAA7A/uvuN67tVnQc/s320/CIMG9502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225654529559396722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this picture :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBG2VKK4I/AAAAAAAAA7I/YlA-xdt3sW4/s1600-h/CIMG9509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBG2VKK4I/AAAAAAAAA7I/YlA-xdt3sW4/s320/CIMG9509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225654528552610690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo. /wrist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBHKPTFHI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/WSqIDpnHT9E/s1600-h/CIMG9511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBHKPTFHI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/WSqIDpnHT9E/s320/CIMG9511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225654533896737906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo again. //wrist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVCcr17c6I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/TM0cSUk11yo/s1600-h/CIMG9474+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVCcr17c6I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/TM0cSUk11yo/s320/CIMG9474+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225656003206017954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't laugh, I can't sing. Love you Gina :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVCcvEgkaI/AAAAAAAAA7g/HS5qShoD-j0/s1600-h/CIMG9504+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVCcvEgkaI/AAAAAAAAA7g/HS5qShoD-j0/s320/CIMG9504+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225656004072477090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failed jump shot :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVCcgZ9uyI/AAAAAAAAA7o/-FDa1S8ruk4/s1600-h/CIMG9476+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVCcgZ9uyI/AAAAAAAAA7o/-FDa1S8ruk4/s320/CIMG9476+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225656000135936802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVCcwESqQI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ZUR15JYMC7Y/s1600-h/CIMG9483+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVCcwESqQI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ZUR15JYMC7Y/s320/CIMG9483+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225656004340001026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 2&lt;br /&gt;Which one is nicer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVCc4KMx3I/AAAAAAAAA74/tVdhieFroiI/s1600-h/CIMG9501+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVCc4KMx3I/AAAAAAAAA74/tVdhieFroiI/s320/CIMG9501+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225656006512265074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another FAILED jump shot. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems so boring these few days without canoeing. :(&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks 6 days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5584086726976126910?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5584086726976126910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5584086726976126910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5584086726976126910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5584086726976126910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/shes-one.html' title='She&apos;s the one'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIVBGq7Py8I/AAAAAAAAA6w/9kOwJhuWexc/s72-c/CIMG9355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-2332093909517182182</id><published>2008-07-21T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:30:21.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You came along just like a song&lt;br /&gt;And brightened my day&lt;br /&gt;Who would have believed that you were part of a dream&lt;br /&gt;Now it all seems light years away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't smile without you-Barry Manilow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the movie HellBoy, dude. That part in the movie was total pwnage. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you have nothing else to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-2332093909517182182?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/2332093909517182182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=2332093909517182182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2332093909517182182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2332093909517182182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-came-along-just-like-song-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6859056568658970578</id><published>2008-07-21T15:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:54.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves</title><content type='html'>Pictures from NCC 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3sdywxvI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/20qqilggTR4/s1600-h/DSCN6787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3sdywxvI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/20qqilggTR4/s320/DSCN6787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225362704707929842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene and Annabelle k2 1000m Bronze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3sWDxt1I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/A0b85MWnXyA/s1600-h/DSCN6790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3sWDxt1I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/A0b85MWnXyA/s320/DSCN6790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225362702631810898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne and Deborah k2 1000m Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3siZqnYI/AAAAAAAAA4g/e788dfr-3co/s1600-h/DSCN6791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3siZqnYI/AAAAAAAAA4g/e788dfr-3co/s320/DSCN6791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225362705944845698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare k1 500m Bronze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3snOkrFI/AAAAAAAAA4o/frnfR7xMyAs/s1600-h/DSCN6793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3snOkrFI/AAAAAAAAA4o/frnfR7xMyAs/s320/DSCN6793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225362707240496210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne k1 500m Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3s0VHHdI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Aiv7dH9FUuU/s1600-h/DSCN6794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3s0VHHdI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Aiv7dH9FUuU/s320/DSCN6794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225362710757580242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regine and Clara k2 500m Bronze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ4vsEoJJI/AAAAAAAAA44/D58sM-e7PDY/s1600-h/DSCN6798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ4vsEoJJI/AAAAAAAAA44/D58sM-e7PDY/s320/DSCN6798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225363859592193170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene and Annabelle k2 500m Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ4v3Vv0RI/AAAAAAAAA5A/FPxKH9WtPJo/s1600-h/DSCN6800+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ4v3Vv0RI/AAAAAAAAA5A/FPxKH9WtPJo/s320/DSCN6800+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225363862616789266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R (Me, Gina on me, Charmaine, Sarah, Wenqi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ4wDN1i0I/AAAAAAAAA5I/YTJ1tCpdSU4/s1600-h/DSCN6802+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ4wDN1i0I/AAAAAAAAA5I/YTJ1tCpdSU4/s320/DSCN6802+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225363865804835650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R (Wenqi, Me, Gina, Charmaine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ4wFiTAcI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/UFSg_xZqgdA/s1600-h/DSCN6804+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ4wFiTAcI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/UFSg_xZqgdA/s320/DSCN6804+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225363866427523522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R Top (Clare, Deborah, Sarah, Rachel Lee, Charmaine, Clara, Yun Hui, Regine, Coach)&lt;br /&gt;L-R Bottom (Darsheni, Wenqi, me, Gina, Jolene, Annabelle, Yvonne, Sam. L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ59sJckfI/AAAAAAAAA5g/WLTWS-PsCrc/s1600-h/DSCN6806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ59sJckfI/AAAAAAAAA5g/WLTWS-PsCrc/s320/DSCN6806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225365199642202610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STONE SHOT! same arrangement as previous picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ59-Vjq6I/AAAAAAAAA5o/GrgO7ATKEII/s1600-h/DSCN6808+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ59-Vjq6I/AAAAAAAAA5o/GrgO7ATKEII/s320/DSCN6808+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225365204524837794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure, i'm too lazy to type the names out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ594I3h9I/AAAAAAAAA5w/K-Eqx7oV9G0/s1600-h/DSCN6809+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ594I3h9I/AAAAAAAAA5w/K-Eqx7oV9G0/s320/DSCN6809+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225365202861000658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA, FLY LIKE COACH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ5-NRywMI/AAAAAAAAA54/9MnwY3-4AO0/s1600-h/DSCN6811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ5-NRywMI/AAAAAAAAA54/9MnwY3-4AO0/s320/DSCN6811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225365208535580866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne and Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ5-JGxSMI/AAAAAAAAA6A/BCmQAFfi_eQ/s1600-h/DSCN6812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ5-JGxSMI/AAAAAAAAA6A/BCmQAFfi_eQ/s320/DSCN6812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225365207415605442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of them in front..hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ7fW7nvsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/wsdz8tMSIcM/s1600-h/DSCN6813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ7fW7nvsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/wsdz8tMSIcM/s320/DSCN6813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225366877574250178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene is a retard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ7fsCwOKI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/lIxkHHoGXAg/s1600-h/DSCN6815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ7fsCwOKI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/lIxkHHoGXAg/s320/DSCN6815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225366883241310370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the medals :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ7fkmZwEI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/X7Mi13Wdav4/s1600-h/DSCN6816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ7fkmZwEI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/X7Mi13Wdav4/s320/DSCN6816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225366881243349058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowzers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ7f5Cl9ZI/AAAAAAAAA6g/X8quMjheLaA/s1600-h/DSCN6818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ7f5Cl9ZI/AAAAAAAAA6g/X8quMjheLaA/s320/DSCN6818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225366886730298770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you she was stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ7f8eD_QI/AAAAAAAAA6o/3xdipMlf-rs/s1600-h/DSCN6822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ7f8eD_QI/AAAAAAAAA6o/3xdipMlf-rs/s320/DSCN6822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225366887650819330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I had a slight sore throat after the 2 days but it wasn't half as bad as the one I had after Nationals. :O&lt;br /&gt;I have more pictures just that I haven't gotten hold of them yet, will edit and upload once I've gotten the pics from my fat sistah Dx&lt;br /&gt;I made a new friend yesterday, or rather 2 of them.&lt;br /&gt;Mayumi and Chuan Bei&lt;br /&gt;MAYUMI IS SO ABSOLUTELY ADORABLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. OMG! Me and Gina were sitting at the somethingsomething trail before the prize presentation and she came along and said something. And we made friends :D&lt;br /&gt;As for Chuan Bei, we were trying to scare the fish when he came along. However, he wasn't as cute and sweet as dear little Mayumi(*squeals*) and poo, he ran off. Hmpf&lt;br /&gt;Guys are the weirdest creatures ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Guy: HOW COULD I LOSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me: Er, do I know you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Guy: Er..no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get my drift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6859056568658970578?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6859056568658970578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6859056568658970578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6859056568658970578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6859056568658970578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/loves.html' title='loves'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SIQ3sdywxvI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/20qqilggTR4/s72-c/DSCN6787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-9195780349423908360</id><published>2008-07-20T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:54.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue skies turning grey</title><content type='html'>Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;I love Crescent Canoeing&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kerry :) I'm sorry I was late for your dinner thing.. Ah, I've said all I wanted to inside the letter. Hope you had a great birthday yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SINNwXZv3FI/AAAAAAAAA4I/6dwID9ZpLtE/s1600-h/CIMG3451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SINNwXZv3FI/AAAAAAAAA4I/6dwID9ZpLtE/s320/CIMG3451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225105485990976594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home last night, and I got a blast. Some may know what I'm talking about, some probably not. Either way, the same things happen. Bottled up feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Tiring. Extremely tiring. I was just hoping to see you  but I guess, things just aren't meant to be that way. To my canoeists, I love you all. :) Don't be too sad by the results, what matters is that you guys tried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics another time.&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;[natty] hiii&lt;br /&gt;[klare] hahahahaha, fatso&lt;br /&gt;[joelyap] haha...i do actually know who you are&lt;br /&gt;[ZeJie] burnn&lt;br /&gt;[t] sorry sorry, i'll link soon&lt;br /&gt;[passer-by] dude, leave your name..&lt;br /&gt;[rachel] i know&lt;br /&gt;[JOLENE] haha, yah, i cant be bothered already..love you too&lt;br /&gt;[GINA:D] love you too&lt;br /&gt;[KERRY] going going going..okay v lame&lt;br /&gt;[wesley] ahahahaa, scold more loh. then train&lt;br /&gt;[anon] leave your name x.x&lt;br /&gt;[JESSica] too hot, cant chill. ahah!&lt;br /&gt;[BUTTONS] love you too buttons!&lt;br /&gt;[clare] thankss&lt;br /&gt;[JOLENE] you wear toe socks...okay..&lt;br /&gt;[xinyi:D] love you too (; thanks&lt;br /&gt;[deb] hi debbbbb&lt;br /&gt;[Lester] *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I nearly did blow today, but obviously, you don't know that. And that's the way it'll stay. And I'm not gonna bother putting this in small font cos I know you're just going to copy and paste it into MS word or smth and read it or simply enlarge the page. I can't be bothered. Read about it all you want, I can't be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-9195780349423908360?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/9195780349423908360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=9195780349423908360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/9195780349423908360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/9195780349423908360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/blue-skies-turning-grey.html' title='Blue skies turning grey'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SINNwXZv3FI/AAAAAAAAA4I/6dwID9ZpLtE/s72-c/CIMG3451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-4980878247275248585</id><published>2008-07-18T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T17:45:21.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Black and White Cookie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/black-and-white-cookie.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're often conflicted in life, and you feel pulled in two opposite directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're good, you're sweet as sugar. And when you're bad, you're wicked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cookie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love is Represented by a White Rose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatroserepresentsyourlovequiz/white.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you may or may not be totally naive, you do approach love with an eternal innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love like you've never been hurt. And you put all your faith in your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your philosophy on love is: be honest and be yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatroserepresentsyourlovequiz/"&gt;What Rose Represents Your Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/nf.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idealist (NF)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me, I'm really bored and losing my mind. But I'm kinda happy cos I got contacts today :) (well I ordered them and I don't exactly have them)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-4980878247275248585?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/4980878247275248585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=4980878247275248585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4980878247275248585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4980878247275248585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-are-black-and-white-cookie-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-459750024033103359</id><published>2008-07-18T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:18:02.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday once more</title><content type='html'>I know this should have happened in yesterday's post but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YVONNE (; so she arrived in macritchie with a SPANKIN NEW SKATEBOARD. Well, yea we had loads of fun with it :) Especially me, nearly crashing the skateboard into the drain D: Thank goodness Yvonne wasn't pissed and all.. :]&lt;br /&gt;Training yesterday was er.....hehehe..... GINA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random:&lt;br /&gt;I was waving to Peter&lt;br /&gt;Peter waved back&lt;br /&gt;We start waving like crazy&lt;br /&gt;Hadrian thought I was waving to him and he started waving&lt;br /&gt;*inserts me laughing like a mad woman*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, not funny -_- Well not for you at least, just cos I have an awesome sense of humour. :) Don't be so jealous of me. Fuafua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;s&gt;I was feeling like an emotional wreck last night. I don't even know why, scratch that. I do. So, I decided some things had to be done and poof, it became koko krunch. I've given up. Three cheers for me :) &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;Marei: Uh, do I know you?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda: BUTTONS!! :D&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: yeayea, you love darius mucho wucho :)&lt;br /&gt;klare: YEA, FAST LIKE THE WIND! just not moving wind -.-&lt;br /&gt;GINA:D :haha, no lah. :)&lt;br /&gt;uno: OF COURSE YOU DO ;D&lt;br /&gt;KERRY: yes i know it is -.-! i dont have your new url. rawwrr&lt;br /&gt;michelle: PP sucks. I'm dead. Like a dead goner. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A - Available: er, yea.&lt;br /&gt;A - Age: 14.&lt;br /&gt;A - Annoyance: Sexism. Stupid assaholic boys. And a lot more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Best feature: long legs. (but i still need to lose weight)&lt;br /&gt;B - Best friend[s]: too many to list :O&lt;br /&gt;B - Breakfast: i had soon kueh today o.O&lt;br /&gt;B - Birthday: 21st september&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - Crush: Too many :O HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;C - Car: maserati for xmas, please? D:&lt;br /&gt;C - Career: chef? :O&lt;br /&gt;C - Cell phone: sony ericsson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Day or night: night&lt;br /&gt;D - Dream Car: MASERATI!&lt;br /&gt;D - Dogs or Cats : dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - Egg nog: er,&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest person to talk to: my bolster&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite color: purple :)&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite Food: HOKKIEN MEE :0)&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite month:dont have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy Bears: awesome&lt;br /&gt;G - Giver or taker: both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - Hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;H - Happy: no&lt;br /&gt;H - Height: 5"8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - Instrument: used to be violin&lt;br /&gt;I - Ice Cream: ROCKY ROAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - Jewelry: long dangly earrings&lt;br /&gt;J - Job: student&lt;br /&gt;J - Jail: er no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids: 2?&lt;br /&gt;K - Kick boxing or Karate: karate&lt;br /&gt;K - Kindergarten: canossian convent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest Car ride: 8 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - Milk flavor: i dont like milk&lt;br /&gt;M - Most missed memory: too many to list&lt;br /&gt;M - Movie last watched: RED CLIFF!&lt;br /&gt;N - Number of siblings: 3&lt;br /&gt;N - Number of tattoos: none&lt;br /&gt;N - Nickname[s]: ash, ashloo, ashley lily lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - One wish: for a thousand wishes. jk&lt;br /&gt;O - One regret: shoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - Piercings: ear lobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Quote: It's a bitch eat bitch world, you either sink or swim by yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - Reason to smile: Friends who care&lt;br /&gt;S - Song last heard: Hanging by a moment-Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;S - Shoes: none at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Time you woke up:9.40?&lt;br /&gt;T - Time Now: 11.15&lt;br /&gt;T - Time for bed: er, it depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - Unpredictable: dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable you hate: bittergourd&lt;br /&gt;V - Vacation spot: venice, barcelona, italy, melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst habit: dunno. a lot&lt;br /&gt;W - Weather right now: clear blue skies&lt;br /&gt;W - Where are you going to travel next: to AMK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-Ray: dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - Year it is now: 2008&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yellow: three words that come to mind- antonia, sunflowers, sunlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zoo Animal: hamsters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, so sue me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-459750024033103359?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/459750024033103359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=459750024033103359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/459750024033103359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/459750024033103359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-this-should-have-happened-in.html' title='Yesterday once more'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6288734763965942411</id><published>2008-07-17T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:25:00.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Desperate for changing;&lt;br /&gt;Starving for truth&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me+Gina=IMBA T2 PAIR!  yeayea, we couldn't even go straight but HAHA, okay.&lt;br /&gt;fauck construction workers at macritchie. go satisfy your horny desires by watching porn online, dont bother people. scroo off &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was reading old chatlogs when I came across the old ones, with you. I read through them, and I thought to myself, why can't we go back? Back to those good old days, where you were still my Prince of Neverland and I was your Princess of Hearts? I'm not even gonna bother thinking about that question anymore but as it is, I'm giving you up. Then again, more appropriately, it would be, I've given up. I'm tired, very tired. Do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6288734763965942411?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6288734763965942411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6288734763965942411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6288734763965942411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6288734763965942411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/desperate-for-changing-starving-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-974393937029263152</id><published>2008-07-17T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:30:55.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNI KIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SH7XKKIGt9I/AAAAAAAAA3w/g08pP09-Us0/s1600-h/n591848062_647604_7080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SH7XKKIGt9I/AAAAAAAAA3w/g08pP09-Us0/s320/n591848062_647604_7080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223849187313366994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SH7XKEBc3nI/AAAAAAAAA34/uokb4mpJv_I/s1600-h/n591848062_540277_6178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SH7XKEBc3nI/AAAAAAAAA34/uokb4mpJv_I/s320/n591848062_540277_6178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223849185674845810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SH7XKV_OSdI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Lqh7PTJ9WN8/s1600-h/n591848062_540279_6699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SH7XKV_OSdI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Lqh7PTJ9WN8/s320/n591848062_540279_6699.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223849190497339858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I know I've posted some of these pics before but hey! It's not my fault that I have so few pics with you! Okay anyway, we've had some PRETTY DARN GREAT times this year. E.G. TOILETBOWLS. Omg, one day we should really construct a giant toiletbowl and flush stupid fuckers like justin au down the toiletbowl and omg chinny too!!!!! HAHAHA, and VOOSH, they'd be gone from this face of earth forever, isn't that so awesome :D yes of course. And and remember swimming? AND BUS RIDES TO ROUNDERS? DOOOD, had so much fun with you this year. And omg, I keep ranting and ranting to you. It's a wonder you don't go nuts, oh well. I LOVE YOU UNI :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND OMG, YOU'RE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; YEARS OLD! I'M NOT EVEN 15 YET!!! HEHEHEHEHE :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You know why it's in pink!! (the heart ;D )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-974393937029263152?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/974393937029263152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=974393937029263152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/974393937029263152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/974393937029263152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-uni-kim-okay-i-know-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SH7XKKIGt9I/AAAAAAAAA3w/g08pP09-Us0/s72-c/n591848062_647604_7080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5895835817727260702</id><published>2008-07-16T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:01:56.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't live can't breathe with no air</title><content type='html'>I've updated twice today but whatever, screw that I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, but I can't sleep. I tried going offline at 9.30 and tried sleeping, but I didn't really succeed so I went to the couch outside and switched on the telly and started watching Beach.Ball.Babes.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have anything much to say about the er show.&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Sexy Money for half an hour and I decided I should go online since I wasn't gonna sleep anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I'm thankful that I have awesome friends. I love you Gina :) thanks so mucho wucho for trying to cheer me up. Nyet nyet! kiss-hug-love-you-muakz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore that last part. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5895835817727260702?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5895835817727260702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5895835817727260702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5895835817727260702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5895835817727260702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/cant-live-cant-breathe-with-no-air.html' title='Can&apos;t live can&apos;t breathe with no air'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3149655915815356310</id><published>2008-07-16T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T20:53:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tagged by Gina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out the top 5 birthday present that you wish for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. Move back to SG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. NO WAR (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. For the world to have no poor people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. Time machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5. A more mature mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Answer the following questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#1 The person who last tagged you is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#2 Your relationship with him/her is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Canoeing Junior (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#3 Your 5 impressions of him/her:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SKINNY&lt;br /&gt;COOL&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY&lt;br /&gt;HOT (; (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#4 The most memorable thing he/she has done for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Listened to me ranting on and on about *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#5 The most memorable word he/she has said to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;PINK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#6 If he/she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have pink babies with her. JK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#7 If he/she was your lover, a few things he/she has to improve on will be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Her sadnness :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#8 If he/she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#9 If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dunno :o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#10 The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#11 Your overall impression of her is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She's awesomee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#12 How do you think about how people around you will feel about you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I read their minds, I have a sixth sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#13 The character you love about yourself are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Er, my height?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#14 On the contrary, things that you hate about yourself are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everything besides that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#15 The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not telling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#16 For people that care about and like you, say something to them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love youu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped out the rest simply because i was too lazy to pick out 10 names so yup. &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3149655915815356310?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3149655915815356310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3149655915815356310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3149655915815356310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3149655915815356310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged-by-gina-list-out-top-5-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-8525806238618242291</id><published>2008-07-16T14:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:42:34.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:century schoolbook;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:century schoolbook;font-size:180%;"  &gt; And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's times like these which really make me feel like I hate life so much, so much that I wish I was past the point of no return, in a land so far away from redemption. A land, just one step away from being blown up into little splinters of glass, particles of dust, pieces of paper and mixed up feelings. After all, that's what humans are made of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've been telling myself to give everything just one last chance, the last shot. Believe me, I've tried. But somehow, I just don't get why things never ever work out for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When people ask, "Would you rather love, or be loved?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What would your answer be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I'd want to be loved by the person who loves me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-8525806238618242291?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/8525806238618242291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=8525806238618242291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8525806238618242291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8525806238618242291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-breathe.html' title='Just Breathe'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-7096249148075075348</id><published>2008-07-15T10:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:35:29.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skies are falling down for you;</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you heard the water&lt;br /&gt;As it drips from the tap&lt;br /&gt;Slow drummer in the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the rain&lt;br /&gt;Trickle down your window pane?&lt;br /&gt;Silver snakes in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard the waves crash?&lt;br /&gt;On a stormy shore?&lt;br /&gt;A wild music of pebbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you touched a spider's web&lt;br /&gt;After a shower of rain?&lt;br /&gt;Splinters of ice in the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you listened to the rain&lt;br /&gt;Fall gently on a summer's night?&lt;br /&gt;A warm lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Adapted from Flank Flynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;That was just some random poem I found for my English Homework which was due like 2 years ago? I like the poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is absolutely BORING^numbers out of this world. Especially since it's 10.30 in the morning right now and everyone is at school slogging their guts out doing their E-Learning crap. I'm bored, really. And I NEED to tell myself to get my butt down to work and finish up my research for the stupid PP!&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, that's not going to happen. Would it matter if I added in the words, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as alw&lt;/span&gt;ays?&lt;br /&gt;Someone, come online please and talk to me! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-7096249148075075348?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/7096249148075075348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=7096249148075075348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7096249148075075348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7096249148075075348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/skies-are-falling-down-for-you.html' title='Skies are falling down for you;'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-235957583929508149</id><published>2008-07-14T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:48:21.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; My love for you is blind</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here's a new layout and I really like it because I can change the words on top so I think I'll be sticking to this layout for quite a long time just that I'll be constantly changing the words as and when I like according to my favourite song of the moment. If you're wondering, the lyrics up there *points above*, are from Blind by Lifehouse.&lt;br /&gt;But one more thing about this layout is that, my tagboard is ridiculously short now so because of that, I will be replying my tags on my blog posts so here you guys go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina:D : Heh, you know who he is already :) and you don't look bad plskthx. I look more shitty than you :)&lt;br /&gt;JOLENE: You know you do, don't deny it. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;klare: REALLY. I should take a video of you next time -.-&lt;br /&gt;WENQI: DUDE! Pay more attention! HEH.&lt;br /&gt;Gina:D :You are! Very sexy :)&lt;br /&gt;JESSica: NO!!!! ): omg meeting tmr. so exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-235957583929508149?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/235957583929508149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=235957583929508149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/235957583929508149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/235957583929508149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-so-heres-new-layout-and-i-really.html' title='&amp; My love for you is blind'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-8279255974336934165</id><published>2008-07-14T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:58:50.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She broke his heart, just so he'd let go.&lt;br /&gt;He broke her heart, by loving someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Then he whispered in her ear,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, I just don't love you anymore."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-8279255974336934165?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/8279255974336934165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=8279255974336934165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8279255974336934165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8279255974336934165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/she-broke-his-heart-just-so-hed-let-go.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3852834380958133010</id><published>2008-07-13T12:49:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:05.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too late to apologize;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take another chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;take a fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;take a shot for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people, as promised, here are the pictures :) They're not in any particular order though, cos blogger is a beetch and I can't be bothered to re-arrange the pictures so enjoy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf9iiJ8QI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NEHb_gERsng/s1600-h/CIMG7754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf9iiJ8QI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NEHb_gERsng/s320/CIMG7754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222381122503700738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina is very sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf-CazQsI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ppNIXDJkEFM/s1600-h/CIMG7760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf-CazQsI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ppNIXDJkEFM/s320/CIMG7760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222381131062788802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deb is very cute! We were trying to see who could come up with more poses for pictures and obviously, I won! Just cos I'm cooler than her, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf-aXo_qI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/vf5GYvq8rHE/s1600-h/CIMG7771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf-aXo_qI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/vf5GYvq8rHE/s320/CIMG7771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222381137491984034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I heart Sammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf_xlPWBI/AAAAAAAAA3g/0OtBvD1wwws/s1600-h/n591848062_738566_8038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf_xlPWBI/AAAAAAAAA3g/0OtBvD1wwws/s320/n591848062_738566_8038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222381160902907922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hair's in my teeth. Poo you Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf_x7JwCI/AAAAAAAAA3o/4tM05xhMyLY/s1600-h/CIMG1472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf_x7JwCI/AAAAAAAAA3o/4tM05xhMyLY/s320/CIMG1472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222381160994816034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaks! Luvchooz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmd423fXDI/AAAAAAAAA2g/wZudUXuyCR4/s1600-h/CIMG7742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmd423fXDI/AAAAAAAAA2g/wZudUXuyCR4/s320/CIMG7742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222378843039292466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote, "eh, she looks not too bad from that angle" :)&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who that mystery person who said that might be ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmd5VJ315I/AAAAAAAAA2o/zakR6n6Px_0/s1600-h/CIMG7746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmd5VJ315I/AAAAAAAAA2o/zakR6n6Px_0/s320/CIMG7746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222378851169458066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene is wearing my specs! Nerdy poopz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmd5sxJ8uI/AAAAAAAAA2w/xWHgx3XkAIQ/s1600-h/CIMG7748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmd5sxJ8uI/AAAAAAAAA2w/xWHgx3XkAIQ/s320/CIMG7748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222378857508238050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear Xin Yi saying "OMG, I HAVE SUCH A WEIRD BUDDY! BUT I LOVE HER MUCHO WUCHO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmd6Lbq-xI/AAAAAAAAA24/Ku8pHLRPEIg/s1600-h/CIMG7750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmd6Lbq-xI/AAAAAAAAA24/Ku8pHLRPEIg/s320/CIMG7750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222378865739627282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is a money face, Cleo's just smiling and I'm a grumpy old woman who's angry with Sam. Did that make sense? Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmd6lK06II/AAAAAAAAA3A/UqzSbyiKTzY/s1600-h/CIMG7751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmd6lK06II/AAAAAAAAA3A/UqzSbyiKTzY/s320/CIMG7751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222378872648296578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissy kissy muak. I know who Zanita and Rachopoop want Jolene to be :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmcNfZ-PoI/AAAAAAAAA14/C70fk3ycslA/s1600-h/CIMG7720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmcNfZ-PoI/AAAAAAAAA14/C70fk3ycslA/s320/CIMG7720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222376998495469186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv Xin Yi 4evax! HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmcNhIdIGI/AAAAAAAAA2A/e6ki7Wuz6sI/s1600-h/CIMG7725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmcNhIdIGI/AAAAAAAAA2A/e6ki7Wuz6sI/s320/CIMG7725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222376998958866530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH, I SEE YOU :o) hi wenqi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmcOAXC73I/AAAAAAAAA2I/YNylqZXHv30/s1600-h/CIMG7727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmcOAXC73I/AAAAAAAAA2I/YNylqZXHv30/s320/CIMG7727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222377007341563762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare say anything about this picture cos I already know what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmcOsSCuiI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Nxfk-luITew/s1600-h/CIMG7732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmcOsSCuiI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Nxfk-luITew/s320/CIMG7732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222377019131738658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) is for the way you look, at me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmcPGjxUPI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/mX4WLbs3-E8/s1600-h/CIMG7740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmcPGjxUPI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/mX4WLbs3-E8/s320/CIMG7740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222377026185416946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, such cute little babies ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmaW_IMPMI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/O4TjYbT1B3s/s1600-h/CIMG7679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmaW_IMPMI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/O4TjYbT1B3s/s320/CIMG7679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222374962606390466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darsheni is a very emo kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmaXfKlKzI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/G4Co2ZBdetk/s1600-h/CIMG7690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmaXfKlKzI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/G4Co2ZBdetk/s320/CIMG7690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222374971206347570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: OPEN YOU STUPID THING, OPEN!&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle: Dude, are you stupid or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmaXkBPzcI/AAAAAAAAA1g/JRgvFpuZvek/s1600-h/CIMG7700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmaXkBPzcI/AAAAAAAAA1g/JRgvFpuZvek/s320/CIMG7700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222374972509375938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle: Stop taking my pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmaX9RPi7I/AAAAAAAAA1o/qT8jxr5ubq8/s1600-h/CIMG7707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmaX9RPi7I/AAAAAAAAA1o/qT8jxr5ubq8/s320/CIMG7707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222374979287354290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think they're cool. Keyword being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;. Fat hope cos I'm coolest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmaYWOUByI/AAAAAAAAA1w/03e-8Ui0txk/s1600-h/CIMG7709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmaYWOUByI/AAAAAAAAA1w/03e-8Ui0txk/s320/CIMG7709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222374985985951522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COACH!!! He looks like he's doubting whatever Amanda is saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmXAKBCEZI/AAAAAAAAA0o/yTpUx_u6sbI/s1600-h/CIMG7656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmXAKBCEZI/AAAAAAAAA0o/yTpUx_u6sbI/s320/CIMG7656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222371271857279378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina lubx pal! WE LOVE GUYS WHO WEAR &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmXASxyKtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/2EzvhsfijuM/s1600-h/CIMG7660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmXASxyKtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/2EzvhsfijuM/s320/CIMG7660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222371274209241810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmXA5q8AdI/AAAAAAAAA04/8z2PAYVtHI8/s1600-h/CIMG7667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmXA5q8AdI/AAAAAAAAA04/8z2PAYVtHI8/s320/CIMG7667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222371284649509330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmXCerlH-I/AAAAAAAAA1A/oj_-q9xCcTg/s1600-h/CIMG7668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmXCerlH-I/AAAAAAAAA1A/oj_-q9xCcTg/s320/CIMG7668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222371311764185058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zanita's awesome drawing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmXCkQ8_hI/AAAAAAAAA1I/XYMqtlc94kk/s1600-h/CIMG7678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmXCkQ8_hI/AAAAAAAAA1I/XYMqtlc94kk/s320/CIMG7678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222371313263115794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;-fishie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmMO93DDNI/AAAAAAAAAz0/DzwQg7yt01s/s1600-h/CIMG7642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmMO93DDNI/AAAAAAAAAz0/DzwQg7yt01s/s320/CIMG7642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222359431664307410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleo so pro :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmMPZqy6CI/AAAAAAAAAz8/STCji8tSpzw/s1600-h/CIMG7646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmMPZqy6CI/AAAAAAAAAz8/STCji8tSpzw/s320/CIMG7646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222359439129110562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam tan is just stupid. Jean's probably thinking, SAM YOU'RE SUCH A LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmMP30W8wI/AAAAAAAAA0E/bZD548BY7iQ/s1600-h/CIMG7648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmMP30W8wI/AAAAAAAAA0E/bZD548BY7iQ/s320/CIMG7648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222359447222285058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, she still loves me mucho. So I love her too, just not as much. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmMQv_ltVI/AAAAAAAAA0M/t5OiWfcSQQs/s1600-h/CIMG7651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmMQv_ltVI/AAAAAAAAA0M/t5OiWfcSQQs/s320/CIMG7651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222359462301775186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO YOU'RE NOT COOL! THOSE ARE MY SHADES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmMROyDGwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/mgyMCaxQr-I/s1600-h/CIMG7655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmMROyDGwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/mgyMCaxQr-I/s320/CIMG7655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222359470566480642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNIORS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmKfdG8OJI/AAAAAAAAAzM/kr1HKon3LY4/s1600-h/CIMG7637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmKfdG8OJI/AAAAAAAAAzM/kr1HKon3LY4/s320/CIMG7637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222357515907119250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partners :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmKfvmRHtI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Yk8Cvrrx3Iw/s1600-h/CIMG7635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmKfvmRHtI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Yk8Cvrrx3Iw/s320/CIMG7635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222357520870350546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruncypear, Looney Panda, and Sarah the only normal one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmKfrtF1zI/AAAAAAAAAzc/z1TnJUuAjCQ/s1600-h/CIMG1470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmKfrtF1zI/AAAAAAAAAzc/z1TnJUuAjCQ/s320/CIMG1470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222357519825229618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICKEN BACKSIDE. LOVE YOU, not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmKhAJPUwI/AAAAAAAAAzk/qE9fOFNe4c0/s1600-h/CIMG1472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmKhAJPUwI/AAAAAAAAAzk/qE9fOFNe4c0/s320/CIMG1472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222357542491869954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugly but oh well. (me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmKhXa-jqI/AAAAAAAAAzs/vwiN_0O4_v8/s1600-h/CIMG7634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmKhXa-jqI/AAAAAAAAAzs/vwiN_0O4_v8/s320/CIMG7634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222357548740284066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading out the groundsheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm done with the pic spamming. So here's a real post with a nice description. So er, along the way we'll see how the description goes along, if it's really nice or just plain boring. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 5 events today!&lt;br /&gt;Yi Ping &amp;amp; Sam K2 1000m&lt;br /&gt;Zanita &amp;amp; Artrillian K2 1000m&lt;br /&gt;Clare &amp;amp; Darsheni k2 1000m&lt;br /&gt;Deborah &amp;amp; Yvonne K2 1000m&lt;br /&gt;Kritika K1 1000m&lt;br /&gt;So the day started off with me, Klare, Clare, Yi Ping and poopypants meeting at KAP McDonalds for a very yummy breakfast! I had a Sausage McGriddle and orange juice! Minute Maid ftw! (okay, I didn't really like the orange juice but wtv) I thought the McGriddle thingmabob was kinda nice though, even though many people think it's really weird. Pancake with a sausage in the middle! Yummy yummy. Random fact I found out today, Klare takes a million years to eat. Then, took 852 to Macritchie where we found Sam sitting down on the floor with rows of yummy jelly for us us and us :) well for the competitors but she gave me 2 anyway. LUV SAM. Low btw. Sam tan's too fat for anything :] So we took out the groundsheet, found a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not so&lt;/span&gt; nice spot and rested our soft butts on it and the chairs! We then waited for the races to come.&lt;br /&gt;So, the races had quite good outcomes!&lt;br /&gt;Yi Ping and Sam got 3rd in their heats which allowed them to go onto the semi-finals! Zan and Art DQ-ed. But it was still a good fight for them! (:&lt;br /&gt;Clare and Darsh got 1ST in their heats! STRAIGHT FINALS! Am very proud of them. Kissy&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne and Deborah got 2nd for their heats! Semi finalists! LUV THEM&lt;br /&gt;Kritika got 4th! But it was a really good race considering the fact she was only on a K1 for 3 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;VERY PROUD OF YOU GUYS! LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day#2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Most of the races were today!&lt;br /&gt;So me and Gina were pretty much talking about how this person was wearing pink and I found out how much Gina likes guys who wear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; :) HEH. So yes anyway, back to the point about the races.&lt;br /&gt;I love each and every one of you guys! Even if you didn't qualify for semi finals or finals, we all knew that it was your best and we're contented with that! And there's always next year! I love you all! I am very proud of the C Div this year, just cos they're awesome. Xin Yi and Rika's timing was great. 2.38! They beat their previous personal best by 8 seconds! Great achievement guys :)&lt;br /&gt;And to the rest of my lovely team mates, GREAT JOB! Jean was really outstanding, considering the fact she joined canoeing in March. Getting 4th place for heats, it's an incredible feat. There's always next year! GOGOGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day#3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEMI FINALS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There were only 4 boats today!&lt;br /&gt;Klare &amp;amp; Charmaine T2 500m&lt;br /&gt;Sam &amp;amp; Cleo K2 500m&lt;br /&gt;Yi Ping &amp;amp; Sam K2 1000m&lt;br /&gt;Deborah &amp;amp; Yvonne K2 1000m&lt;br /&gt;Out of all 4 boats, only Deb and Yvonne made it to the finals! But the rest of the 3 boats fought through it all the way. Yi Ping &amp;amp; Sam had a great new PB and CLAM! had a great race along with Klare &amp;amp; Charmaine. P.S I love you guys, don't ever forget that. You gave your all, that's enough. So by the end of today, my throat was pretty much dead and I was sounding like. a masculine duck. How sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day#4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was basically an awesome day. Except for the fact that we had chicken rice for lunch again, and that uncle didn't give us extra spoons even though I did ask for them! So we (Amanda and I) had to go around and ask other schools if they had spoons which unfortunately, they didn't.  So scroodat. Whatever, had enough embarassing moments asking for spoons. Yes. Back to the point.&lt;br /&gt;All the races today were very very good. Especially the k4 race. BRONZE MEDALLISTS :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to say who won what but overall, Crescent Canoeing did an AMAZING JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;C DIV CHAMPIONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were cheering like cows when we heard Temasek got 1st runner up cos..hehe we knew we'd get first. (yea I know we're mean D: ) So we screamed and jumped for joy and clapped so much. People must have thought we were crazy. OH WELL. I love my team to itty bitty pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random fact:&lt;br /&gt;Gina and I were ahem. Obsessing over this haha guy from haha school who was wearing a haha pink bag and pink flip flops! Omg. So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random fact:&lt;br /&gt;SJI canoiests are weird. Pulling girls rubber bands. And I can't believe my juniors are so. c-c-c-crazy about them. Oh well, you've only got a life once so just fuck it up right. Hahah (okay not funny but wtv!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then team dinner. I love Seoul Garden's coffee chicken! Very yummy. But I think I ate way more than I should have, especially since I had a sore throat. OH WELL. It was fun. We had fun. It was great (: Pics are up there, go look at them. Bababa. And I was kinda happy coach condescended to come with us for team dinner! :D That was fun. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Nice description over.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd rate myself er&lt;br /&gt;1/10?&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Such an amazing 10% (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. Did I mention how much life sucks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3852834380958133010?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3852834380958133010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3852834380958133010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3852834380958133010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3852834380958133010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/too-late-to-apologize.html' title='too late to apologize;'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SHmf9iiJ8QI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NEHb_gERsng/s72-c/CIMG7754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3824531340572489608</id><published>2008-07-12T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:32:32.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why won't you ever see how much you mean to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why do you have to turn a blind eye to everything I say or do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why has everything turned out like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you see how much my heart hurts, just to see you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you know how often I think about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you even remember who I am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ignore the crap on top. And as always, I'm too lazy to post up the pics today. I'll post them soon, I promise!&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/1583423490587801599-3824531340572489608?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3824531340572489608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3824531340572489608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3824531340572489608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3824531340572489608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-wont-you-ever-see-how-much-you-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5223797530882664964</id><published>2008-07-11T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:44:33.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"&gt;When you're different, sometimes you don't see the millions of people who accept you for what you are. All you notice is the one person who doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CRESCENT CANOEING&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mucho mucho. Am very proud of my wonderful juniors. Congrats people, love each and every one of you! (K)!&lt;br /&gt;Team dinner was awesome fun, shall upload the pictures tomorrow. I hope. Finally some pictures to liven up this dead, damn blog of mine. woohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. I love you, don't ever forget that)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5223797530882664964?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5223797530882664964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5223797530882664964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5223797530882664964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5223797530882664964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-youre-different-sometimes-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-1762241790566661940</id><published>2008-07-10T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:48:42.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After tomorrow, I'd pretty much have given up on life.&lt;br /&gt;Cos life sucks, and you know it does.&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of you using me, treating me like some damn messenger and go between.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna find out stuff, Figure out yourself. I can't be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. Do you know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-1762241790566661940?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/1762241790566661940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=1762241790566661940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1762241790566661940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1762241790566661940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/after-tomorrow-id-pretty-much-have.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-2932383720234115916</id><published>2008-07-09T21:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T21:44:56.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;01. What's more important? Money or Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;money, since I don't really believe in Love anymore. just kidding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you ever turn you cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What happened at 10.00am today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was cheering my butt off for CRESCENT CANOEING (;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;During dinner. I laughed too much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. What is your favourite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't like peanut butter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I can't have, hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe umbrella, maybe hood, maybe nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What is your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pillow and bolster and stuff toys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey ash i hope ure still in hk when u see this. have a gd time in sg and have a safe trip!miss u -lou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;err. Prince Caspian! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pwning you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES. Reading your message too! Hahah, okay, i'm at the paragon. Hope my mom doesn't see me snooping around. Oh, and why is there a crescentian walking around? -Lester&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you have a chance to migrate where will you migrate to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already migrated to HK, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last received text message say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ohh, same time? -Lester&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Myself? jk, i dunno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would if I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk to on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What/who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, but I think they're cute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My sister&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is already&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bitch factor!! kidding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who treated you to recess today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whiteish purple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yea, you. kidding&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying “talk is cheap”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam tan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;er no. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever thought someone died, when they really didn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't have one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fan in my room spinning round and round&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you are doing this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea, 6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes opened or closed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depends (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some things have to be broken before they can be fixed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recorder? and Violin (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you have had in this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not telling you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What were you doing last night at 11.00pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talking on MSN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;almost non existent so go figure what that means&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What song best describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know (the ping pong song) -Enrique Iglesias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Who always make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak any other languages besides English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chinese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Favourite website?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;facebook!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't have one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gonna cheer for team mates (: and i'm baking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Problematic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Myself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Macritchie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gold miner!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not telling you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Choose between friends and gf/bf.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends? I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blogging, Chatting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;RGPS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purple, Black, White&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion do you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hyperness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sad story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottle it up and then blow, poof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat with on msn today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klare, Clare, Lester, Zanita, Daniel, Louise, Isabelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;September&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9.40 pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never died it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. What is the highest alcoholic percentage you have had consume?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;40%?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you are moody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;depends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dunno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Do you hate going school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hell yea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jessica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you could have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Move back to SG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Years Commendation and a 7 for PP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea, but it doesn't happen to most people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being loved?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. What's your hand phone model?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;w850i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dunno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My bolster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends, Family, Canoeing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a dead body&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lot of things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. How would you feel when everyone no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dunno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your stead two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never happened, but I don't know..really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. What do you want now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't that question come up just now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yep i'm bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-2932383720234115916?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/2932383720234115916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=2932383720234115916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2932383720234115916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2932383720234115916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/01.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-2588141448011431160</id><published>2008-07-09T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:28:04.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRESCENT CANOEING FTW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't think I'd be able to describe my love for all them girls just using words. You guys are awesome (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love each and every one of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-2588141448011431160?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/2588141448011431160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=2588141448011431160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2588141448011431160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2588141448011431160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/crescent-canoeing-ftw-i-dont-think-id.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-59007670383661294</id><published>2008-07-05T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T16:01:56.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran across a picture you took of me and you crossed my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I still hear you saying you love me when I close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yep I'm a troubled kid, I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-59007670383661294?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/59007670383661294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=59007670383661294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/59007670383661294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/59007670383661294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-ran-across-picture-you-took-of-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-9141170785794744292</id><published>2008-07-04T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:05:42.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Why play with fire when you know you'll get burnt?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That seems to be quite the question to ask doesn't it? Well I'm guessing the reason for me would be, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't know."&lt;/span&gt; I've been stuck in this situation countless times, I should probably be an expert at answering this question but why am I still stuck with a blank face and no answers? You once asked me, if I knew how hurt you were. I did.&lt;br /&gt;I could ask you the same question now. Do you know how hurt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am? Why bother asking a question to which I already know the answer? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-9141170785794744292?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/9141170785794744292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=9141170785794744292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/9141170785794744292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/9141170785794744292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-play-with-fire-when-you-know-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-7087666957896928029</id><published>2008-06-28T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:05.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGZA3aSoOWI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_WZOhBZu3TU/s1600-h/bla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGZA3aSoOWI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_WZOhBZu3TU/s320/bla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216928539049736546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't think I've ever felt so contradicting before. Right now, my mind's telling me irrational things and my heart's telling me the exact opposite. I'm going against my strongest beliefs. I want to, yet I don't at the same time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-7087666957896928029?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/7087666957896928029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=7087666957896928029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7087666957896928029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7087666957896928029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-think-ive-ever-felt-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGZA3aSoOWI/AAAAAAAAAyk/_WZOhBZu3TU/s72-c/bla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-2821699028930065181</id><published>2008-06-25T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:07.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your ex-lover is dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Righty, so gramma was digging through her room and guess what? She found a whole collection full of old pictures :) I SWEAR I USED TO BE SO CUTE!!! Well yea, what happened right? Nah, I'm still really cute, I know :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I found some pictures taken at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;somethingsomething&lt;/span&gt; world in Thailand. I WAS LIKE, 5 YEARS OLD THEN? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG SO CUTE!&lt;/span&gt; Plus some pics from an oldold wedding from my mom's side. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am going to eat myself up! &lt;/span&gt;So yea, the pictures aren't that HQ cos I took them with a camera and so you might be able to see the reflection of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;MOI&lt;/span&gt; in the background so shush, don't complain. I was pretty much hyperventilating when I saw these pics. whooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-fHIUbEI/AAAAAAAAAx8/995_54NNlCQ/s1600-h/CIMG8739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-fHIUbEI/AAAAAAAAAx8/995_54NNlCQ/s320/CIMG8739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215800022659263554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At the airport :D I'm pretty sure it's the SG one since there's that sign with yellow words...(I don't really know if that made sense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-gLGryPI/AAAAAAAAAyE/FJcj8yErTMg/s1600-h/CIMG8740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-gLGryPI/AAAAAAAAAyE/FJcj8yErTMg/s320/CIMG8740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215800040906017010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I looked through all the pictures and I pretty much realised one thing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;I USED TO BE A POSEUR. HAHAHAHAHAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;check out my cool posing skills in all the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-iOzaBBI/AAAAAAAAAyc/ywyuAwe5gW4/s1600-h/CIMG8744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-iOzaBBI/AAAAAAAAAyc/ywyuAwe5gW4/s320/CIMG8744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215800076258640914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-hZpaCTI/AAAAAAAAAyU/ccDbKtq979Q/s1600-h/CIMG8743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-hZpaCTI/AAAAAAAAAyU/ccDbKtq979Q/s320/CIMG8743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215800061989620018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Poseur #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-gjtiEMI/AAAAAAAAAyM/goCo0tZnC-Q/s1600-h/CIMG8742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-gjtiEMI/AAAAAAAAAyM/goCo0tZnC-Q/s320/CIMG8742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215800047511408834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I HAVE &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt; SHOES! that means Rachel has &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;shoes...hahaha. She used to bully me when I was young ); So I got the blue shoes and she got the pretty red shoes!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I STILL REMEMBER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI4lpvl9bI/AAAAAAAAAxs/rZ9yfqR-gOo/s1600-h/CIMG8737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI4lpvl9bI/AAAAAAAAAxs/rZ9yfqR-gOo/s320/CIMG8737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215793537960244658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I REALLY LIKE THIS PIC YO. the leaning tower of pisa in the bg is pretty cool eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI4lVfUdOI/AAAAAAAAAxk/sRkOImsYL44/s1600-h/CIMG8736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI4lVfUdOI/AAAAAAAAAxk/sRkOImsYL44/s320/CIMG8736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215793532523279586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!!! I LOVED THIS RIDE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI4lMVmjrI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ASjtssWzT1o/s1600-h/CIMG8735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI4lMVmjrI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ASjtssWzT1o/s320/CIMG8735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215793530066603698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yea, poseur #3. I'm the one with "wo" written on my dress. I remember I had to get a pic for one of those show and tell thingys in Pri School and I used this pic. AND SINCE THERE WERE TWO OF US, I had to show which one I was. I think this was the Olympics theater? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI4kvGY_jI/AAAAAAAAAxU/RV4Bggd-z2E/s1600-h/CIMG8734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI4kvGY_jI/AAAAAAAAAxU/RV4Bggd-z2E/s320/CIMG8734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215793522218171954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SO CUTE, RIGHT?!?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've got more pics at home but I really can't be bothered to post them all up.  Cos I am a cool lazy butttttttt. So have fun going gagagagaga over the veryvery cute me and don't waste the tissue at home just cos you're crying over how cute I am :D (very obviously, I am having my ego moments. :D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-2821699028930065181?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/2821699028930065181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=2821699028930065181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2821699028930065181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/2821699028930065181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/06/your-ex-lover-is-dead.html' title='Your ex-lover is dead'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SGI-fHIUbEI/AAAAAAAAAx8/995_54NNlCQ/s72-c/CIMG8739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-406430248255119029</id><published>2008-06-25T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:31:28.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;div class="title"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#898989;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1) At what age do you wish to get married ?&lt;br /&gt;er. i dunno if i'll even marry someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Study hard or play hard ?&lt;br /&gt;play like shit haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Who is the person you trust most ?&lt;br /&gt;Jess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Why do you think you have not enough confidence ?&lt;br /&gt;cos i just don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) If you have a dream come true , what would you want it to be ?&lt;br /&gt;not stating it here even though i'm very sure what i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What is your idea of a bf or gf ?&lt;br /&gt;Honest, caring, funny, easy to talk to, er and a whole list more but i think i'll stop here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What is your goal this year ?&lt;br /&gt;YEARS COMMENDATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you believe in eternal love ?&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to but I don't think I can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#898989;"&gt;&lt;div class="title"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) If you have all the time in the world but no money , what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Go die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) If time were to unwind , what would you change ?&lt;br /&gt;change the fact i even existed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Which period of time made you want to break down ?&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What feelings do you hate the most ?&lt;br /&gt;erm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Do you cherish all of the friendships you have ?&lt;br /&gt;most of them, not all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you believe in love at first sight ?&lt;br /&gt;yup, the notebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What do you think are the most important things in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;Family, friends, Canoeing Team (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Who do you want to be always behind you ?&lt;br /&gt;Family. Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) People who are going to be hated by you ?&lt;br /&gt;erm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Describe the person who tagged you in five words .&lt;br /&gt;i just stole this quiz somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) How many percent do you think you are in front of your friends ?&lt;br /&gt;your mom percent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Life is..&lt;br /&gt;a cheeseball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-406430248255119029?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/406430248255119029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=406430248255119029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/406430248255119029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/406430248255119029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-at-what-age-do-you-wish-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-8859346773946153814</id><published>2008-06-16T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:48:49.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody won't let go of his heart but the truth is&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;painless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;love show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt so disillusioned, sometimes you just feel like running across the road and getting knocked down by a car just so people would actually notice your existence? Have you ever felt like jumping out of the window, just so you'd have that little Superman moment, flying in the air tasting the sweet scent of freedom? Have you ever felt like splashing into the oceans and getting hidden far far beneath the waters at the ocean bed, just so you could seek refuge from the cold and bleak world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Just one more week, I know I can do this.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-8859346773946153814?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/8859346773946153814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=8859346773946153814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8859346773946153814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8859346773946153814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/06/somebody-wont-let-go-of-his-heart-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5473152820429221921</id><published>2008-06-11T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:41:38.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt; And still I have the pain I have to carry&lt;br /&gt;A past so deep that even you could not bury if you tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm getting so sick &amp;amp; tired of school, sometimes I really just want to jump up and down and bounce out of the roof. I've had it with people's false pretense. I've had it with being unable to meet people's expectations. I've had it with these places; these faces. I've had it with just about everything. Someone, help?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anyone's there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5473152820429221921?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5473152820429221921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5473152820429221921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5473152820429221921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5473152820429221921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-still-i-have-pain-i-have-to-carry.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5495521615916065429</id><published>2008-06-09T21:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:09.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like there's no gettin through to you&lt;br /&gt;Like you don't appreciate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School's ending soon and I am a happy girl :)&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining for the past few days. But the rain stopped today :)&lt;br /&gt;Stinkin mosquitoes breeding everywhere. I HATE THEM&lt;br /&gt;I have a total of like...8? bites on my right FOOT, not even my whole leg.&lt;br /&gt;Scars, and more. Hatezx for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th/7th June 08&lt;br /&gt;Had a blast at the Beas River Country Club with loves&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the pictures do the talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0vBukU2wI/AAAAAAAAAxE/O5mjXTAuc9U/s1600-h/n591848062_647604_7080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0vBukU2wI/AAAAAAAAAxE/O5mjXTAuc9U/s320/n591848062_647604_7080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209872050664299266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0vCC3QYpI/AAAAAAAAAxM/KLvW5O4BnZg/s1600-h/n591848062_647624_6899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0vCC3QYpI/AAAAAAAAAxM/KLvW5O4BnZg/s320/n591848062_647624_6899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209872056112407186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0uyK1fhOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/V9ztTs5Wg4w/s1600-h/n591848062_647607_4193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0uyK1fhOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/V9ztTs5Wg4w/s320/n591848062_647607_4193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209871783374587106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0uy1vLabI/AAAAAAAAAwk/GmSICXgYHIQ/s1600-h/n591848062_647622_4339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0uy1vLabI/AAAAAAAAAwk/GmSICXgYHIQ/s320/n591848062_647622_4339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209871794890828210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0uzPUwYSI/AAAAAAAAAws/sHJKw9G2Vq0/s1600-h/n591848062_647626_1240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0uzPUwYSI/AAAAAAAAAws/sHJKw9G2Vq0/s320/n591848062_647626_1240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209871801759326498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0uzPsQZiI/AAAAAAAAAw0/azWdTjLAXkE/s1600-h/n591848062_647627_3981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0uzPsQZiI/AAAAAAAAAw0/azWdTjLAXkE/s320/n591848062_647627_3981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209871801857893922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0uzidLPcI/AAAAAAAAAw8/OtTdagxAJro/s1600-h/n591848062_647618_9252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0uzidLPcI/AAAAAAAAAw8/OtTdagxAJro/s320/n591848062_647618_9252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209871806894915010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;credits to picnik (use facebook!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since a picture says a thousand words, there's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;7000 words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&amp;amp; more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; post for you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5495521615916065429?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5495521615916065429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5495521615916065429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5495521615916065429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5495521615916065429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/06/sometimes-i-feel-like-theres-no-gettin.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SE0vBukU2wI/AAAAAAAAAxE/O5mjXTAuc9U/s72-c/n591848062_647604_7080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-1415824225926854888</id><published>2008-05-31T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:10.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SEFrU2W7prI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kZN-qY0TDQM/s1600-h/01AwcAX0puYo8AAAABAAAAAAAAAAA+.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I guess it's over&lt;br /&gt;My memory plays our tune&lt;br /&gt;The same old song&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SEFrU2W7prI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kZN-qY0TDQM/s1600-h/01AwcAX0puYo8AAAABAAAAAAAAAAA+.jpg"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SEFrU2W7prI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kZN-qY0TDQM/s320/01AwcAX0puYo8AAAABAAAAAAAAAAA+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206560650150258354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SEFrU2W7prI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kZN-qY0TDQM/s1600-h/01AwcAX0puYo8AAAABAAAAAAAAAAA+.jpg"&gt;        &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SEFsKWW7psI/AAAAAAAAAwM/uIhjjJfY4es/s1600-h/01AwcAX1Xe5RgAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SEFsKWW7psI/AAAAAAAAAwM/uIhjjJfY4es/s320/01AwcAX1Xe5RgAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206561569273259714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wish love was simple and carefree?&lt;br /&gt;Just like that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-1415824225926854888?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/1415824225926854888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=1415824225926854888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1415824225926854888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1415824225926854888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-guess-its-over-my-memory-plays-our.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/SEFrU2W7prI/AAAAAAAAAwE/kZN-qY0TDQM/s72-c/01AwcAX0puYo8AAAABAAAAAAAAAAA+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6156036599664945719</id><published>2008-05-01T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T17:07:05.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There is a time for everything under heaven.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;give birth&lt;/span&gt; and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plant&lt;/span&gt;, and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kill &lt;/span&gt;and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tear down&lt;/span&gt; and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;build up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weep&lt;/span&gt;, and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mourn&lt;/span&gt; and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;throw stones&lt;/span&gt; and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gather stones&lt;/span&gt; together.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;embrace&lt;/span&gt;, and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;refrain from embracing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;search&lt;/span&gt;, and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;give up what is lost&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep&lt;/span&gt; and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;throw away&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tear apart&lt;/span&gt;, and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sew together&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be silent&lt;/span&gt; and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, and a time to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A time for war, and a time for peace&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Solomon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Holy Bible&lt;/span&gt;&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/1583423490587801599-6156036599664945719?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6156036599664945719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6156036599664945719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6156036599664945719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6156036599664945719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/05/there-is-time-for-everything-under.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-4285353827896594872</id><published>2008-04-26T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:03:35.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember when you'd stand on the table and scream out "I am king of the world" ?&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you'd colour pictures of a garden with butterflies and flowers?&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you'd cry because you didn't get your ice cream when the ice cream van drove past your house?&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you'd fold a thousand paper cranes and put them in a glass jar?&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you'd run over grassy meadows, hand in hand with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember when &lt;em&gt;you were young?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I know I remember those days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been a rather hectic mess lately with loads of shit happening in school. Not gonna elaborate much on that here. If you wanna know, ask me. I might not tell you though, depends on who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I have a bajillion mozzie bites on my left leg right now. From camp.&lt;br /&gt;I guess camp was a rather ...fulfilling experience. If you're into the mangroves and rivers and sandy shores with crabs and shrimps, I'd say it'd be fun for you. Visiting the rivers was fun. Feeling the breeze in your hair, plunging into the ice cold water. Feels like heaven. I never liked leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;right now i feel like shit&lt;br /&gt;i still dont get why life is so fucked up&lt;br /&gt;compared with the people in africa. they may say we're rich and we have nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;they just have to worry about food and water and a place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i guess you dont know what life on the other side of the world is like&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-4285353827896594872?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/4285353827896594872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=4285353827896594872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4285353827896594872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4285353827896594872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/04/remember-when-youd-stand-on-table-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-7372152982679453792</id><published>2008-04-07T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:44:59.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tagged by brandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) List 7 habits / quirks / facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I listen to the rhythm of the rain♥&lt;br /&gt;2. My newest addictions are Grey's anatomy and Country Lad (horse!)&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a white Sony Ericsson phone...&lt;br /&gt;4. I have a terrible temper. I rant like shit if I'm pissed&lt;br /&gt;5. I like someone now (which is kinda sad)&lt;br /&gt;6. I like Lisa Jackson from ANTM Cycle 9&lt;br /&gt;7. I wanna call my kid meredith when I grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-even more random facts. i'm bored-&lt;br /&gt;8. I wanna go to Venice and travel down the lake in a gonzola&lt;br /&gt;9. I wanna go to the Sagrada Familia in Barcelona&lt;br /&gt;10. I wanna go to Melbourne and lie in the lavender fields&lt;br /&gt;11. I want someone to take me stargazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Tag 7 people to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;zanita&lt;br /&gt;uni&lt;br /&gt;siying&lt;br /&gt;joey&lt;br /&gt;jessica&lt;br /&gt;nisa&lt;br /&gt;victoria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-7372152982679453792?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/7372152982679453792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=7372152982679453792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7372152982679453792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7372152982679453792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged-by-brandon-list-7-habits-quirks.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-4929375090874608906</id><published>2008-04-07T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:11.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R_or5QibLII/AAAAAAAAAv8/5IgERfYWRaM/s1600-h/lisa+antm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186506183562439810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R_or5QibLII/AAAAAAAAAv8/5IgERfYWRaM/s320/lisa+antm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything's boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can something just happen? OMG, anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAIZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt; ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hate life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tired of being sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-4929375090874608906?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/4929375090874608906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=4929375090874608906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4929375090874608906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4929375090874608906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/04/school-is-boring-life-is-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R_or5QibLII/AAAAAAAAAv8/5IgERfYWRaM/s72-c/lisa+antm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5475031217012625354</id><published>2008-04-04T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:11.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>over the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1st April 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIYING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;POINKY!!! i love you loads loads loads. i'm sorry i didn't give you anything D: not even a letter bababa....but i will when i go back yea? loveyou! missyou loads too! i hope you had a great birthdayyy! sorry for the...no picture with you. cos i realised...i look like shit in all my pics with you :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APRIL FOOLS DAY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha so stupid and i hate ernest lim x 1234567890. stupid asshole gave me some link to this optical illusion thing and me being the &lt;em&gt;very gullible&lt;/em&gt; person i am, clicked on the damn link, stared at the pic and then......AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. stinking kid's face with weird teeth appears on the background. and then the usual screams and shit and i was fucking scared of the damn frikkin kid. how nice =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2nd April 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOEY CHAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i loveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveloveyou! (i typed that out, not Ctrl+V)! i hope you had a great day today and OMG YOU'RE 15!!! ahma :D congrats on the vp in council! I MISS YOU!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R_ZSFwibLHI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Gp8-JauyyjI/s1600-h/DSC02422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185422279845817458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R_ZSFwibLHI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Gp8-JauyyjI/s320/DSC02422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loveyou!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;random pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R_ZSFAibLGI/AAAAAAAAAvs/sEDVlYK_t0U/s1600-h/DSC04149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185422266960915554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R_ZSFAibLGI/AAAAAAAAAvs/sEDVlYK_t0U/s320/DSC04149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love country lad (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5475031217012625354?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5475031217012625354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5475031217012625354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5475031217012625354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5475031217012625354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/04/over-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R_ZSFwibLHI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Gp8-JauyyjI/s72-c/DSC02422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-514832567912280611</id><published>2008-03-21T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T22:01:45.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am very tempted to shut this blog down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be surprised if i do, just if&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-514832567912280611?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/514832567912280611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=514832567912280611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/514832567912280611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/514832567912280611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/03/am-very-tempted-to-shut-this-blog-down.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3938514759771300711</id><published>2008-03-10T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause it's you and me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all of the people with nothing to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's you and me and all other people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I don't know why, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick again. -.- How nice, and mom's freaking out that I may have bronchitis again. *stares around wildly*&lt;br /&gt;I kinda hope I do though..then I might get an extension for my homework and of course....lose weight :D&lt;br /&gt;Geo Field trip today was teh love. Considering the fact that I don't like dimsum that much, it wasn't that bad after all (after lathering it with chilli, haha). But it was kinda fun I guess. It was kinda fun trying to find people to ask for the Geography survey, and ooh. We happened to ask a French dude and I'm assuming his wife. Cool eh? Bought candy (L) and went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;I have a niece (; and her name's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avelyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I don't think I've come across a person with that name before. Woopiedoo, am quite happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9Ug0FR-o7I/AAAAAAAAAvk/A-bT7EJhAmc/s1600-h/loadedlipstick11uh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176079425875125170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9Ug0FR-o7I/AAAAAAAAAvk/A-bT7EJhAmc/s320/loadedlipstick11uh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3938514759771300711?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3938514759771300711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3938514759771300711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3938514759771300711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3938514759771300711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/03/cause-its-you-and-me-and-all-of-people.html' title='You &amp; Me'/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9Ug0FR-o7I/AAAAAAAAAvk/A-bT7EJhAmc/s72-c/loadedlipstick11uh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-7670514531935341050</id><published>2008-03-08T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:25:57.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The best love is the kind that awakens the sould and makes us reach for more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Notebook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-7670514531935341050?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/7670514531935341050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=7670514531935341050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7670514531935341050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7670514531935341050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/03/best-love-is-kind-that-awakens-sould.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3360570345524250625</id><published>2008-03-08T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:12.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Here I am againWith nothing left inside&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't wanna&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta&lt;br /&gt;Let You Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the week's finally over!(: And that's one week closer to the Easter Holidays! Ooh, can't wait can't wait can't wait. But that means, I have more homework due. Stinkin CT Designs, SOYABEAN ESSAY(!!! O;) and English Essay on Of mice and men. How wonderful. I haven't even chosen the stinkin essay topic for English yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we were watching the movie for "Of mice and men" yesterday. And what I figured out from watching the movie. Life was never meant to work out. Friends may be there for you sometimes, but not all the time. The ending? Shot through the back of his head, by his best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's life for you. Even though the movie was such that the gunshot was for his own good, that ain't always the case in life. Friends won't be there for you, when you need them the most. Even though they'll be all, "BFFs forever!" How long is forever? 2 or 3 years? Or let's say, 2 or 3 months? That's how quickly friendships die out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casio Cameras hate me. Just got a new one yesterday, fucking camera decides to screw up on me again. Go me, I think my dad's never ever &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt; gonna get me a camera. whoopie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPclR-o2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/3iYugsCGCa8/s1600-h/_hurry___IM_FALLING_by_xlostfaith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175215905520395106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPclR-o2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/3iYugsCGCa8/s320/_hurry___IM_FALLING_by_xlostfaith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPfFR-o3I/AAAAAAAAAvE/exaEtuJL298/s1600-h/birdwontbylittlerowboat1sg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175215948470068082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPfFR-o3I/AAAAAAAAAvE/exaEtuJL298/s320/birdwontbylittlerowboat1sg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPfVR-o4I/AAAAAAAAAvM/jY5NOZmzrMo/s1600-h/loadedlipstick11uh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175215952765035394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPfVR-o4I/AAAAAAAAAvM/jY5NOZmzrMo/s320/loadedlipstick11uh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPflR-o5I/AAAAAAAAAvU/zKU5JAns0Ms/s1600-h/webelongtogether.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175215957060002706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPflR-o5I/AAAAAAAAAvU/zKU5JAns0Ms/s320/webelongtogether.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPf1R-o6I/AAAAAAAAAvc/GyTYAWoPhFk/s1600-h/z32383801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175215961354970018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPf1R-o6I/AAAAAAAAAvc/GyTYAWoPhFk/s320/z32383801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3360570345524250625?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3360570345524250625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3360570345524250625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3360570345524250625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3360570345524250625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-i-am-againwith-nothing-left-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R9IPclR-o2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/3iYugsCGCa8/s72-c/_hurry___IM_FALLING_by_xlostfaith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-7793784778877739441</id><published>2008-03-05T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:47:34.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>drama presentation was seriously effed up. wee&lt;br /&gt;am very prepared to get a 4 for drama. wee^2 (/sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;just finished ct! am uploading it wee^3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am very tired now. goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;okay not yet.&lt;br /&gt;Jeannette's gone ); She's probably in Perth now. D;&lt;br /&gt;Will miss the 2G2 days,&lt;br /&gt;her screaming and jumping around&lt;br /&gt;her lame jokes&lt;br /&gt;her crazy laughter&lt;br /&gt;I love my chairperson [:&lt;br /&gt;have fun in Perth, Jeannette!&lt;br /&gt;(even though you ain't gonna see this)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-7793784778877739441?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/7793784778877739441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=7793784778877739441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7793784778877739441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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yourself first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care who the fuck you go and complain to, your whatever friends (I'm making this really obvious who I'm directing this already)&lt;br /&gt;you can go cry/scream/shout/jump&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a flying shit about it, it doesn't fucking matter to me any more.&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of trying to talk to you when all you give me is some fucked up attitude&lt;br /&gt;you can say it doesn't matter to you anymore, but you know what I think?&lt;br /&gt;did it ever matter in the first place?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-976263905946855678?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/976263905946855678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5363221960150492125</id><published>2008-03-03T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:42:06.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am very angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you better fucking know where your priorities are&lt;br /&gt;now i know why the hell that got taken away from you&lt;br /&gt;cos you fucking deserve it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5363221960150492125?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5363221960150492125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5363221960150492125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5363221960150492125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5363221960150492125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/03/am-very-angry-you-better-fucking-know.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-8037900560263029781</id><published>2008-03-02T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T16:57:16.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choose 14 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use each person onceSo they are..&lt;br /&gt;One: Victoria&lt;br /&gt;Two: Valencia&lt;br /&gt;Three: Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;Four:Casandra&lt;br /&gt;Five: Andrea&lt;br /&gt;Six: Joey&lt;br /&gt;Seven: Jessica&lt;br /&gt;Eight: Kerry&lt;br /&gt;Nine: Brandon&lt;br /&gt;Ten: Sasi&lt;br /&gt;Eleven: Lester&lt;br /&gt;Twelve: Louise&lt;br /&gt;Thirteen: UNI (poop)&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen: Antonia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One (Victoria)&lt;br /&gt;how old is this person? 14 years old&lt;br /&gt;Does she/her live near you? We're literally seas apart, so you go figure out if thats near or not&lt;br /&gt;Do you love this person? Very much&lt;br /&gt;What is his/her hair color? Black&lt;br /&gt;Do you have this person's number?Yea!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed this person? CHEEK&lt;br /&gt;Would you do anything with or for this person? definitely&lt;br /&gt;Would you take a bullet for this person? Anyday, anytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two (Valencia)&lt;br /&gt;What is his/her middle name? Rui wen&lt;br /&gt;How old is this person? 14 years old&lt;br /&gt;Whats their favorite thing to do? tennis?&lt;br /&gt;What is he/she best at? being a sheep. (:&lt;br /&gt;What color are their eyes? brown&lt;br /&gt;Would you take a bullet for this person? without hesitation, yea&lt;br /&gt;What is this person's best features? Everything (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three (Geraldine)&lt;br /&gt;What's best about him/her?She totally makes my day&lt;br /&gt;Does this person have good taste in music? I guess so&lt;br /&gt;What does this person do for a living? Go hyper&lt;br /&gt;Is this person kind of a loner? Nahh&lt;br /&gt;What is his/her eye color? dark brown&lt;br /&gt;Name one thing you don't like having to do with him/her? I like everything I do with her (;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, how old is she? 14 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four (Casandra)&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about this person? No best thing, everything's GREAT&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst thing about this person? She bullies me O; lol, jk&lt;br /&gt;What color is this person's eyes? brown&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if this person disappeared? Cry everyday&lt;br /&gt;Why do you like this person? Cos she's my love&lt;br /&gt;Do you have his/her number?yep&lt;br /&gt;What does this person think of rap music? Nothing great?&lt;br /&gt;Would you take a bullet for this person? Shoot me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five (Andrea)&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known this person? Since sec 1!&lt;br /&gt;What does he/she do best? Be mushy mushy. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Does this person still have their natural hair color? yea&lt;br /&gt;Is he/she single? UHHHH&lt;br /&gt;What don't you like about him/her? EVERYTHING!! lol, just kidding. i love her&lt;br /&gt;Why would this person cry? Cos of the person she loves??&lt;br /&gt;Why would she/he smile?Cos of the person she loves??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six (Joey)&lt;br /&gt;Would you take this person to six flags? Yea, when I find out what that is&lt;br /&gt;How old is she/he? 14 years old&lt;br /&gt;Do they like music? Doesn't everyone?&lt;br /&gt;What is his/her middle name? Zu er&lt;br /&gt;Do you honestly like this person at all? Course not, I looove her&lt;br /&gt;What is his/her number?Not tellling you&lt;br /&gt;Does this person take part in illegal activities?Does jaywalking count? Wait...does she even do that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven (Jessica)&lt;br /&gt;Why do you talk to this person? Cos she's my DP#1&lt;br /&gt;What does he/she do for a living? Bake cookies!&lt;br /&gt;And their number is? ain't telling you&lt;br /&gt;What does this person do for fun? Eat pb! :p&lt;br /&gt;Is this person on your top 8? duh&lt;br /&gt;Why or why not? Cos she kicks more ass than you do&lt;br /&gt;Would you date him/her? If i was a guy, hell yea (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight (Kerry)&lt;br /&gt;Do you even like him/her?-looks weirdly-&lt;br /&gt;why or why not? cos I've known her since P4?!&lt;br /&gt;Do you have their number? yea&lt;br /&gt;What does this person do for fun? run&lt;br /&gt;Is he/she a quiet person? that's the last thing I'd call her&lt;br /&gt;What do you like best about him/her? She looks like a bunny (HAHAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;And is he/she a close friend? I guess so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine (Brandon)&lt;br /&gt;what his her/his sign? Virgo&lt;br /&gt;Can this person sing well? YEA&lt;br /&gt;What their middle name?don't know&lt;br /&gt;Do they like rubber duckies? yea!&lt;br /&gt;What is her/his favorite drink?ditto that&lt;br /&gt;Why do you talk to this person? Cos he's Brandon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten (Sasi)&lt;br /&gt;Their hair color? black&lt;br /&gt;How about their eye color? dark brown&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever actually met this person? yea.....&lt;br /&gt;What do you like most about him? He's hilarious and owes me sushi!&lt;br /&gt;Do you have their number? yea&lt;br /&gt;What does he/she do for a living? Kill crocodiles, lol just kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleven (Lester)&lt;br /&gt;What does he/she do for fun? Tennis? (hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen this person run?No&lt;br /&gt;What kinda music do they listen to? everything&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to their house? uh, no&lt;br /&gt;Does this person have a car? nope&lt;br /&gt;Does this person take part in illegal activities? Jaywalk!&lt;br /&gt;What is this person's middle name? eng wah? or wing wah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve (Louise)&lt;br /&gt;Have you kissed this person?Nope&lt;br /&gt;Is he/she single? Yea, but she's got many admirers. hehe&lt;br /&gt;What do they do best?Draw?? I dunno, that's just one thing&lt;br /&gt;What do they do worst? dunno&lt;br /&gt;Is this person a loner? no=.=&lt;br /&gt;Why do you hang with him/her? Uhh, cos I do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirteen (UNI)&lt;br /&gt;Why do you talk to him/her? Cos I love inching her xD&lt;br /&gt;What is his/her favorite thing to do? Don't wanna know....hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Does this person dress up for Halloween? No? don't think so&lt;br /&gt;How tall is this person? 166?&lt;br /&gt;What is his/her hair color? Black.&lt;br /&gt;Eye color? Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;What does this person do for a living? Draw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen (Antonia)&lt;br /&gt;Is this person fourteen years old?yea .&lt;br /&gt;What is his/her lucky number? 3.142 :D&lt;br /&gt;Ok so why do you like him/her? She's da loove&lt;br /&gt;Whats his/her middle name? Don't know ):&lt;br /&gt;Do you talk to him/her like everyday? almost..&lt;br /&gt;What do you like least about this person? She's skinny &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Where does he/she work? School?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BORED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not supposed to be. fugging ct due this wednesday. PFFT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-8037900560263029781?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/8037900560263029781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=8037900560263029781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8037900560263029781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8037900560263029781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/03/choose-14-people-use-each-person-onceso.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-596741940457615407</id><published>2008-03-02T15:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:15.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi ho hey yo people, pics from nong nong ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYT7IajdI/AAAAAAAAAu0/HbeHn-l0r7k/s1600-h/DSC03188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173044221302181330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYT7IajdI/AAAAAAAAAu0/HbeHn-l0r7k/s320/DSC03188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art hw. super screwed and still not finished. psht, it's for screen printing btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYD7IajYI/AAAAAAAAAuM/k3JH8hi4POk/s1600-h/DSC03175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173043946424274306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYD7IajYI/AAAAAAAAAuM/k3JH8hi4POk/s320/DSC03175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiddie on the ferry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYELIajZI/AAAAAAAAAuU/kRlVpeBbaLU/s1600-h/DSC03176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173043950719241618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYELIajZI/AAAAAAAAAuU/kRlVpeBbaLU/s320/DSC03176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cow candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYEbIajaI/AAAAAAAAAuc/99DTsuKlLM0/s1600-h/DSC03180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173043955014208930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYEbIajaI/AAAAAAAAAuc/99DTsuKlLM0/s320/DSC03180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genie babyyy (Eugenia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYFbIajbI/AAAAAAAAAuk/JLxYmNhyzZo/s1600-h/DSC03182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173043972194078130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYFbIajbI/AAAAAAAAAuk/JLxYmNhyzZo/s320/DSC03182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYFrIajcI/AAAAAAAAAus/A5LABMPMX5A/s1600-h/DSC03186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173043976489045442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYFrIajcI/AAAAAAAAAus/A5LABMPMX5A/s320/DSC03186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Joyce (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pXXbIajTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/wXExzJJQFcM/s1600-h/DSC03160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173043181920095538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pXXbIajTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/wXExzJJQFcM/s320/DSC03160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hand there's kinda scary :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pXXrIajUI/AAAAAAAAAts/S9VXbIN6OTc/s1600-h/DSC03161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173043186215062850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pXXrIajUI/AAAAAAAAAts/S9VXbIN6OTc/s320/DSC03161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stinkin Len didn't wanna take pics =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pXX7IajVI/AAAAAAAAAt0/KU7SMVR43cw/s1600-h/DSC03162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173043190510030162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pXX7IajVI/AAAAAAAAAt0/KU7SMVR43cw/s320/DSC03162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love her loads though &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pXYLIajWI/AAAAAAAAAt8/VPgOgOxvZU4/s1600-h/DSC03164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173043194804997474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pXYLIajWI/AAAAAAAAAt8/VPgOgOxvZU4/s320/DSC03164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pXYbIajXI/AAAAAAAAAuE/TnoZiOm4RGU/s1600-h/DSC03165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173043199099964786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pXYbIajXI/AAAAAAAAAuE/TnoZiOm4RGU/s320/DSC03165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look insanely bad here,psht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pWvrIajOI/AAAAAAAAAs8/q6vbdfLXKrE/s1600-h/DSC03134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173042499020295394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pWvrIajOI/AAAAAAAAAs8/q6vbdfLXKrE/s320/DSC03134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pWv7IajPI/AAAAAAAAAtE/GLHSpGiYtAM/s1600-h/DSC03148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173042503315262706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pWv7IajPI/AAAAAAAAAtE/GLHSpGiYtAM/s320/DSC03148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pWwbIajQI/AAAAAAAAAtM/T0SAIqENubo/s1600-h/DSC03150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173042511905197314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pWwbIajQI/AAAAAAAAAtM/T0SAIqENubo/s320/DSC03150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love cas(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pWwrIajRI/AAAAAAAAAtU/-qPBQ_WWpxw/s1600-h/DSC03152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173042516200164626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pWwrIajRI/AAAAAAAAAtU/-qPBQ_WWpxw/s320/DSC03152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayi pig : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pWw7IajSI/AAAAAAAAAtc/tycNme2T__k/s1600-h/DSC03153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173042520495131938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pWw7IajSI/AAAAAAAAAtc/tycNme2T__k/s320/DSC03153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macs, day of CNY celebrations. (6th Feb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, and there's school tomorrow. I really don't wanna go, and my head hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-596741940457615407?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/596741940457615407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=596741940457615407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/596741940457615407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/596741940457615407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/03/hi-ho-hey-yo-people-pics-from-nong-nong.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8pYT7IajdI/AAAAAAAAAu0/HbeHn-l0r7k/s72-c/DSC03188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6586920573280146295</id><published>2008-03-02T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:28:09.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I didn't cry the day you moved away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I didn't think that I could feel this pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Until I saw the stranger that was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whatever happened to our innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And the somethin' that you said about being friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tell me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Help me say the words out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Could it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That nothings gonna change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cause time has got a way of taking back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Everything you thought you had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Can you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The girl you used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The one I lost when I let go of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh whatever happened to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mary Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ooh ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I need to wake up from this state of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The situation is the same kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I gotta get your memory out of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Would you catch me if I had to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Would you even find the time for that at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tell me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Help me say the words out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Could it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That nothings gonna change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Time has got a way of taking back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Everything you thought you had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Can you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The girl you used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The one I lost when I let go of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;\h whatever happened to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mary Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ooh ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ooh ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cause time has taken back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Everything I thought we had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mary Jane..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Could it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nothings gonna change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cause time has got a way of taking back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Everything you thought you had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Can you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The girl you used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The one I lost when I let go of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh whatever happened to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mary Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ooh ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh whatever happened to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ooh ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mary Jane&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/1583423490587801599-6586920573280146295?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6586920573280146295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6586920573280146295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6586920573280146295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6586920573280146295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-didnt-cry-day-you-moved-away-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3172867015200295068</id><published>2008-02-29T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:16.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't want to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Cos even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream will never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to watch juno today ); but I wasn't allowed to, mrawh.&lt;br /&gt;I want my tan back, GR compare these pictures&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8gSnrIajMI/AAAAAAAAAss/xzF2g9WNi3U/s1600-h/314305900l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172404644837231810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" height="254" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8gSnrIajMI/AAAAAAAAAss/xzF2g9WNi3U/s320/314305900l.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8gSoLIajNI/AAAAAAAAAs0/yJw9UWgLG-k/s1600-h/n591848062_431382_3143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172404653427166418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8gSoLIajNI/AAAAAAAAAs0/yJw9UWgLG-k/s320/n591848062_431382_3143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CAN YOU SEE THE FRIGGIN DIFFERENCE?!&lt;br /&gt;i can &gt;;(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what I get for getting outta canoeing, greaat. Just great, totally awesome [/sarcasm]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Clara's birthday party tomorrow(;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3172867015200295068?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3172867015200295068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3172867015200295068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3172867015200295068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3172867015200295068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-want-to-close-my-eyes-i-dont-want.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8gSnrIajMI/AAAAAAAAAss/xzF2g9WNi3U/s72-c/314305900l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-882512252999577717</id><published>2008-02-29T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T16:49:11.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school and msn are just about the gayest things ever, period&lt;br /&gt;fucking screwed up chem test&lt;br /&gt;and my msn contacts are freakin wonky right now. so who's online and who's not. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-882512252999577717?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/882512252999577717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=882512252999577717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/882512252999577717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/882512252999577717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/school-and-msn-are-just-about-gayest.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-1243908603814410926</id><published>2008-02-28T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:17:41.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't lose your heart under the covers baby&lt;br /&gt;Just like everyone you said you loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect the doves to pick you from the ground&lt;br /&gt;Because baby I've pinned them down one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite wonky about We the Kings now. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got songs? Send please, if you have me on msn that is. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-1243908603814410926?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/1243908603814410926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=1243908603814410926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1243908603814410926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1243908603814410926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-lose-your-heart-under-covers-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-1077360044488371240</id><published>2008-02-28T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:36:12.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Gone away are the golden days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just a page in my diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So here I am, a utopian citizen&lt;br /&gt;Still convinced there's &lt;em&gt;no such thing as idealism&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Memories they're following me like a shadow now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I've already suffered the &lt;em&gt;fever of disbelief&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I've seen your act&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;strong&gt;know all the facts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm still in love with who I wish you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Who you are underneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm still in love with who I wish you were&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And I wish you were here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was true as the &lt;strong&gt;sky is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I couldn't soon say the same for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So now I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;find denial in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm mesmerized by the picture that's in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Tell me when I'll finally see your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shallow heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I don't want to keep on&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;believing in illusions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sometimes&lt;strong&gt; I can't explain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sorry that I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll try to concentrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On your true identity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've seen your act&lt;br /&gt;And I know all the facts&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with who I wish you were&lt;br /&gt;It ain't hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Who you are underneath&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with who I wish you were&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you were here&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/1583423490587801599-1077360044488371240?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/1077360044488371240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=1077360044488371240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1077360044488371240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/1077360044488371240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/gone-away-are-golden-days-just-page-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6312259234607542220</id><published>2008-02-27T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T16:59:06.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am not the kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That will hide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Beneath the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And lyrical one liners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I can't stand the hype&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-----------edit------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Excuse me, the post up there *points above* was quite full of bs. Don't read it if you don't want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;School today was boring. Rounders was so shit, I kept throwing the bat. -_- But at least it was quite fun. The bus ride back was stupid, with a jerk sitting at the back, showing off his knowledge on Hokkien. Effing bastard. &lt;s&gt;hopeheburnshislampah&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The drama presentation was postponed! Possibly the best thing which happened today. But the rest of the day was pure shit. Need I elaborate more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#f3f3f3;"&gt;I thought about you the whole day today, do you know? But I bet you don't. I'm probably stuffed way back in the bottom of your brain. Or in the first place, do I even exist anymore to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6312259234607542220?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6312259234607542220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6312259234607542220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6312259234607542220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6312259234607542220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-not-kind-that-will-hide-beneath.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5172495606450047155</id><published>2008-02-26T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:16.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every smile you fake is so condescending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Counting all the scars you made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've never been anywhere cold as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ISA today was pretty shit, about 10 comprehensions(mcq and answers) and a freakin persuasive essay on whether poor people or endangered animals require more help. And again, in 30 minutes. I wrote quite a lot of bs in the essay, like only one and a half pages, so I'm not expecting to do very well. Jeez. Science was boring, talking about bananas and their &lt;em&gt;phallic appearances.&lt;/em&gt; Go look up the dictionary if you wanna know what it means, or if not, you can just &lt;strong&gt;think sick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I got a 7 for the Maths Semestral test, and I am quite disappointed in myself. Not that I did really badly or anything, I just could have done better. And I still can't believe *ahem* got higher than me, wtf. Ashley, go bang your head against a wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I hate drama with an intense amount of fury, yea I do. Freakin presentation tomorrow, I'm not even halfway near done with the freakin script and we haven't even practised. Fucking shit. Am totally prepared to get screwed tomorrow, because of the drama presentation and partially because of the freakin math quiz tomorrow on exponential functions. Great, I can see myself walking to school tomorrow like a zombie. Whee much? I don't think so, try being in my shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8PhP2NalrI/AAAAAAAAAsk/RyINosRBm5c/s1600-h/raindropsinaction.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171224459517531826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8PhP2NalrI/AAAAAAAAAsk/RyINosRBm5c/s320/raindropsinaction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Raindrops in action, taken a long long &lt;strong&gt;long&lt;/strong&gt; time ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;I wanna go Home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go Home&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/1583423490587801599-5172495606450047155?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5172495606450047155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5172495606450047155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5172495606450047155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5172495606450047155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/every-smile-you-fake-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8PhP2NalrI/AAAAAAAAAsk/RyINosRBm5c/s72-c/raindropsinaction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5148656832762552750</id><published>2008-02-25T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:17.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll do whatever it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;To turn this round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISA(International Schools Assessment) today was quite a waste of time. The maths paper was incredibly easy and they gave so much time. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The english test wasn't that good though, 35 minutes to write an essay? No shit, I couldn't finish it. Ah whatever, I don't really care, cos it's not graded anyway. (That was bs, cos I actually do care)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brecht presentation on wednesday, I'm really very screwed for it. Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I've been having a cough for a few days now, and I hope I d0 cough my lungs out, cos at least I have a reason not to go to school. Awesome, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, I've just been stuffing my face with food today. And that sucks, cos I can feel the fats piling up on my face. Then again, I probably know why I've been gorging. Ah well, life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ISA test tomorrow, I hope it wont be that screwed up. And nooo, maths tomorrow. I kinda wanna get back my semestral test but I'm quite positive I screwed up really bad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8Kgv2NalmI/AAAAAAAAAr8/1zLgs59AZzQ/s1600-h/55wash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170872066040829538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8Kgv2NalmI/AAAAAAAAAr8/1zLgs59AZzQ/s320/55wash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/100_snapshots"&gt;100_snapshots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8KgwmNalqI/AAAAAAAAAsc/7GOsIHHhcyg/s1600-h/n591848062_431382_3143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170872078925731490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8KgwmNalqI/AAAAAAAAAsc/7GOsIHHhcyg/s320/n591848062_431382_3143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this pic a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8KgwGNalnI/AAAAAAAAAsE/wS0_WLigMlI/s1600-h/AAC164377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170872070335796850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8KgwGNalnI/AAAAAAAAAsE/wS0_WLigMlI/s320/AAC164377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember where's this from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8KgwWNaloI/AAAAAAAAAsM/4Be9jqaIctU/s1600-h/Picture089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170872074630764162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8KgwWNaloI/AAAAAAAAAsM/4Be9jqaIctU/s320/Picture089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/100_snapshots"&gt;100_snapshots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8KgwmNalpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Ww8Tqb94RwY/s1600-h/IMG_0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170872078925731474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8KgwmNalpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Ww8Tqb94RwY/s320/IMG_0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I heart baba (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey's the bestest friend I could ask for, (well there are more but...)&lt;br /&gt;love you loads baby (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lying at your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Begging for your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5148656832762552750?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5148656832762552750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5148656832762552750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5148656832762552750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5148656832762552750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/ill-do-whatever-it-takes-to-turn-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8Kgv2NalmI/AAAAAAAAAr8/1zLgs59AZzQ/s72-c/55wash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6998002921531879700</id><published>2008-02-24T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:17.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Thought this place was&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;paradise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, never realized it was just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Johnny Kapahala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I really don't wanna go to school tomorrow. PSHT. But the start of the new week is good....I guess, cos it means chingching. Yeaa, I have a total of &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sucker! &lt;/span&gt;HK dollars in my piggy bank(or place I keep $$ in -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love Geraldine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8F2vWNallI/AAAAAAAAAr0/bieCP7AwngQ/s1600-h/geraldine.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170544402985817682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8F2vWNallI/AAAAAAAAAr0/bieCP7AwngQ/s320/geraldine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She really does know how to make me laugh when it's just &lt;em&gt;one of those days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hate the shit life is dealing me,&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yeah whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;you don't see it do you?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6998002921531879700?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6998002921531879700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6998002921531879700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6998002921531879700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6998002921531879700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/thought-this-place-was-paradise-never.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R8F2vWNallI/AAAAAAAAAr0/bieCP7AwngQ/s72-c/geraldine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-7084786372258468021</id><published>2008-02-24T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:06:32.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Summer romances begin for &lt;em&gt;all kinds of reasons&lt;/em&gt;, but when all is said and done, they have &lt;strong&gt;one thing in common&lt;/strong&gt;. They're &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shooting stars&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;em&gt;spectacular moment of light&lt;/em&gt; in the heavens, &lt;strong&gt;fleeting glimpse of eternity&lt;/strong&gt;, and in a flash &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;PLEASE GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO RESIST THE TEMPTATION OF EATING ); (and even though eating ain't that bad, we're talking chocolate sundaes and candy here.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. &lt;em&gt;boing&lt;/em&gt;! (-.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I really really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; need to start working on the presentation on why Brecht dislikes contemporary theatre. z^&lt;em&gt;infinity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Singapore air show today! I wanna go....... bzzz. Hate all the people going &gt;:( lol, just kidding. I'm incredibly bored now, and I really don't feel like doing anything, besides going to the beach, lying down on the warm sand, soaking up the sun. WHAT SUN IS THERE WINTER?!??!? psht, winter please end soon. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But I've got this feeling I'm gonna hate spring when it comes, cos it's gonna be so hot, and I'll just be like ahhhhhhh, dammnit, when's winter coming! I think I'm thinking a bit too much about a month from now. Or slightly lesser, poopoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;take one step at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I Love You)&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I just realized, that all my blog posts, are about me complaining and blabla. How sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.P.S.S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I wish I could tell you how much I like you, and I'm secretly hoping you feel the same way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-7084786372258468021?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/7084786372258468021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=7084786372258468021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7084786372258468021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7084786372258468021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/summer-romances-begin-for-all-kinds-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-8206582341040088692</id><published>2008-02-24T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:19:24.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You got a way of spreading magic everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere I go, I know you're always there&lt;br /&gt;It sounds ridiculous, but when you leave a room&lt;br /&gt;There's a part of me that just wants to follow you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I hate being in sticky situations. But somehow, I just can't seem to stay out of them can I? Out of one, into another one. Just out of that last one, into one more, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hate the shit life is dealing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Okay, should really learn to stop complaining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The night was quite good, I must say. Nearly got lost though, looking for Daddy to go for dinner. Dinner was awesome, ♥ vietnamese food forever. But the stinkin asshole simply had to forget my order &lt;em&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/em&gt; and I had to eat some other stuff while waiting for the noodles to come, and in the end, I ate too much of the other stuff and I couldn't eat that much of my wonderful noodles. How sad, passed the bowl of cold rice noodles with lemon gras(!!!!) to my brother, who gladly gobbled it up. The rest of the food was excellent though, especially the soft shell crab. :D So if anyone comes to HK, tell me. I'll bring you there for lunch/dinner or something. But gotta be there really early, cos there's a crazy queue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Did I mention, that we were with one of the father's friends, Uncle Sunny(sp?) ? It was so hilarious cos the two of them were fighting over the bill(literally). Walked around ifc for a while after that, sat down for B&amp;amp;Js! ChocChipCookie Dough kicks ass, or mine at least. But I'm pretty sure it kicks many other people's asses as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AM I EVEN MAKING SENSE =.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'd bet 100 bucks that I'm not. And I'd win that bet, so technically, I don't win or lose cos I'm betting with myself. God, I'm going crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-8206582341040088692?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/8206582341040088692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=8206582341040088692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8206582341040088692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/8206582341040088692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-got-way-of-spreading-magic.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-7723131898487313861</id><published>2008-02-23T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:20:17.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I lay on my bed&lt;br /&gt;Staring up at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Pictured life in a decade&lt;br /&gt;Did I see you and me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite insanely bored at home. alone. It's getting kinda freaky around here and I have absolutely no idea how to spend the next few hours by myself. But thank God I'm going out later, so I won't have to spend the whole day stuck and staring at these four walls surrounding me. Psht. I know I said I was going to starve(or try to), I haven't really been succeeding. I've been eating so much, I think I'm getting quite disgusted with myself. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;Reports yesterday was pure shit. I got like... 44/63?! And I still can't believe I got a 6 for maths -.- (out of 7). Hate school, hate maths for life. Must get a years next term! ROAR. Congrats to those who got years and heads commendations! (:&lt;br /&gt;Next week is going to be quite a hectic week, English test on tuesday(I think), Maths test and Brecht presentation on wednesday, CT Investigation due and Science test on friday. Someone just kill me please, k thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being home alone, sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I think I've said that before -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-7723131898487313861?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/7723131898487313861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=7723131898487313861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7723131898487313861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/7723131898487313861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-lay-on-my-bed-staring-up-at-ceiling.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-6752227472089502209</id><published>2008-02-21T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:31:17.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Run baby run, don't ever look back&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;If you give them the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths test today was positively screwed up shit. I'm so bad at maths now, it's quite impossible how sad it is. I can't wait for tomorrow, I'm guessing it'll be a better day? Well probably not though, cos reports are coming out. I'm really really not prepared to see my report, cos I know I haven't done well at all this term. Geography is going to be shit, chinese too, art and probably PE. Excellenttt. Chinese class just now pissed the hell outta me. Got chased out for absolutely no reason at all. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least it's the weekends tomorrow!(: And after tomorrow, I won't have to be cautious about who I speak to xD (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, before I forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISTER! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R72D3mNalkI/AAAAAAAAArs/FHUGnqIZMdc/s1600-h/CIMG3390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169432938464056898" style="CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R72D3mNalkI/AAAAAAAAArs/FHUGnqIZMdc/s320/CIMG3390.JPG" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i look very weird here. Psht.&lt;br /&gt;You're 19 this year, and becoming an ahma. :D wheeeeeee, hope you like the gloves I got for your birthday present! (: (even though you're probably not gonna read this -_-) XOXO, muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Don't sell your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Don't say we're not meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Run baby run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Forever will be you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-6752227472089502209?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/6752227472089502209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=6752227472089502209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6752227472089502209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/6752227472089502209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/run-baby-run-dont-ever-look-back-theyll.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XlTtOOKHZ68/R72D3mNalkI/AAAAAAAAArs/FHUGnqIZMdc/s72-c/CIMG3390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-5988300255562911922</id><published>2008-02-20T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:15:19.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Something's going on, what is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I want you to be here, why won't you come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And spend some time with me, can't you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Have we come undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Is this the end of our song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"My head feels like a wooden block and I can feel a forest fire approaching"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome. I have an IMPORTANT math test tomorrow, and I get a burning headache now. Perfect, what a great way to revise for the freakin test. And on top of that, I've got an annoying asshole bugging me about **************. Ask online if you want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's disgusting how you try to gain attention and sympathy from everyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-5988300255562911922?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/5988300255562911922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=5988300255562911922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5988300255562911922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/5988300255562911922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/somethings-going-on-what-is-wrong-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-3785282596376390574</id><published>2008-02-19T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:55:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's just take our time&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else to do&lt;br /&gt;What better way to spend the night&lt;br /&gt;Than wasting it with you&lt;br /&gt;The moon has won the war&lt;br /&gt;The daylight waits to end&lt;br /&gt;Stay here by my side&lt;br /&gt;We'll watch the struggle start again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I swear the house I live in is spooky shit. I nearly got pwned by a freakin ceiling light -_-&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, this was what happened in point form. *ahemclearsthroat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was bathing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got out of the shower, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;starts changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Halfway while changing, lights suddenly go off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Split second after that, light above me drops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I scream like there's no tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Left foot one step, step on glass&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brother &amp;amp; Rachel rush here&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Runs out of toilet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;There you go, a simple and brief explanation of how Ashley gets pwned by the fallen ceiling light and nearly dies. Very cool eh? So I grabbed my clothes after that and went to get changed in some other toilet. I'm kinda happy that I didn't get hit by it, but at the same time, daaaaamn, why didn't the &lt;s&gt;light&lt;/s&gt;glass cover just fall on my head?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, now at least I can say. OOOH, I've had a close experience with death(not related to cars though). Don't have to tell me how lame I am, I already know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and, Lester Tan, get well soon (: don't zhuang qiang and die. haha :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The time it took to find you&lt;br /&gt;I would&lt;br /&gt;Wait&lt;br /&gt;again my baby&lt;br /&gt;The feelings that&lt;br /&gt;I feel with you now, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-3785282596376390574?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/3785282596376390574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=3785282596376390574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3785282596376390574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/3785282596376390574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets-just-take-our-time-theres-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-4559116798119552056</id><published>2008-02-18T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:21:04.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caught up in circles confusion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its nothing new&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be going quite crazy, or either that, my tastebuds have just gone wonky. I still can't believe I'm eating an avocado sub from subway!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing it's the first. I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;yeayea, crazy from wanting to lose weight. but in the first place, does avocado even help you to lose weight? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Avocado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole medium avocado contains approximately 21 grams of fat, though most&lt;br /&gt;of it is &lt;a title="Monounsaturated fat" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monounsaturated_fat"&gt;monounsaturated fat&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Avocados also have 60% more &lt;a title="Potassium" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Potassium"&gt;potassium&lt;/a&gt; than &lt;a title="Banana" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banana"&gt;bananas&lt;/a&gt;. They are rich in &lt;a title="B vitamins" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/B_vitamins"&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;vitamins&lt;/a&gt;, as well as &lt;a title="Vitamin E" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vitamin_E"&gt;vitamin E&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Vitamin K" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vitamin_K"&gt;vitamin K&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They have the highest fiber content of any fruit - including 75% insoluble and&lt;br /&gt;25% soluble fiber&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fatty &lt;a title="Triol" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triol"&gt;triol&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a title="Fatty alcohol" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fatty_alcohol"&gt;fatty alcohol&lt;/a&gt;) with one &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Double bond" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Double_bond"&gt;double bond&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a class="new" title="Avocadene" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Avocadene&amp;amp;action=edit"&gt;avocadene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(16-heptadecene-1,2,4-triol), is found in avocado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatttttt. So I just got half an avocado in my sub. Awesome. 10.5 freakin grams of fat. So much for losing weight. I desperately need to lose 7 kg. ); CNY goodies still haven't been cleared out of my house. what a great plan for losing weight =.= more like a &lt;em&gt;straight path to gaining 3 kg&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1583423490587801599-4559116798119552056?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/4559116798119552056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=4559116798119552056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4559116798119552056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/4559116798119552056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/caught-up-in-circles-confusion-its.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1583423490587801599.post-770609620626330007</id><published>2008-02-18T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:59:58.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If I were to run to the ends of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Escape the place where love was blind,&lt;br /&gt;An image of you would stay in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Regret would make war on mirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to laugh until, on bended knee,&lt;br /&gt;I cut my ears and let them bleed&lt;br /&gt;Or throw to the winds all the things I need,&lt;br /&gt;You'd still be around to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I, on request, were to slave for gold,&lt;br /&gt;Recapture health in wine and bowl,&lt;br /&gt;Then sell for a profit my body and soul,&lt;br /&gt;Your face would stay young while mine grows old.&lt;br /&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/1583423490587801599-770609620626330007?l=multipleshotss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/feeds/770609620626330007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1583423490587801599&amp;postID=770609620626330007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/770609620626330007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1583423490587801599/posts/default/770609620626330007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://multipleshotss.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-i-were-to-run-to-ends-of-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>ASHLEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02163301713630961572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
