<?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-17130141</id><updated>2012-02-05T13:11:48.464-08:00</updated><category term='Maths'/><category term='planet'/><category term='Cheese'/><category term='4'/><category term='Blyton'/><category term='English'/><category term='magic'/><category term='Sticker'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Hamish'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Andy'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Balls'/><category term='Book'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Whyougottask?</title><subtitle type='html'>What you read could harm your life.
Just saying..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-7840357324771226475</id><published>2010-11-03T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T01:34:33.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is really boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nobody even reads my blogs and yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;God I hate you all.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Goodbye, unless I can actually be bothered writing something that only I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Also what is so 'good' about saying bye. Some people need to learn what it means before actually inventing a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-7840357324771226475?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/7840357324771226475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=7840357324771226475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/7840357324771226475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/7840357324771226475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-8416752051424759358</id><published>2010-10-31T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:13:36.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The dissection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, on Friday, 1st period, our teacher tells us that we will be dissecting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What will we be dissecting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Bull's eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yes,&amp;nbsp;a bull's eye. We had to slit it open and take out the lens. Because our group was picked last to choose an eye, we got stuck with the eye which had a lot of tissue and fat still stuck to it. We had to cut it all off, man was it gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The first group made their eye explode by cutting it in the wrong place. All this brown liquid spewed out like coffee. Who is still going to drink coffee now? huh huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I sat by myself in maths because evil Alex ditched me. I was sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Hmm, what's going on these days. OH! It has been raining non-stop. I really don't like all the rain, especially if I have to wait in the rain to be picked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I have been obsessed with the Big Bang Theory AND watching documentaries on famous murderers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I watched a documentary on Jack the ripper, Ed Gein and the Zodiac Killer. I'm planning to watch more documentaries because it is absoloutely fascinating to see what is going on in the minds of these people and what drives them to do these things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Speaking of murderers, there is a house in NY which is famous for murder. The Amityville horror. How many have heard of this? Anyway, the house is in Amityville and all except one of the DeFoes survived. Butch DeFoe. He is the one who killed them because he said that the evil spirit told him to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I watched the documentary and it's really interesting. I'm going to visit the house when we go the USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I don't want to move to USA anymore. Not because of this but I'm used to Australia and I'm just not that interested in USA anymore. I'll probably go there to study when I'm older. Just not now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The world is NOT going to end in 2012. I wonder what smart person said it's going to end in 2012. People have been saying that the world is going to end in 4yrs since my mum was young and probably even before that. Now, the world is going to end in about 50yrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Who knows? God knows. Not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, I'll do a better one later :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Byee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-8416752051424759358?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/8416752051424759358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=8416752051424759358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/8416752051424759358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/8416752051424759358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/10/dissection.html' title='The dissection'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-2383511369223366142</id><published>2010-09-14T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T03:25:01.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom Boom POW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, so it's 'supposedly' Spring. The first few days were sunny and warm but for the past few days, it has been cold and rainy. Gross. Why am I talking about the weather? Because today, I was just sitting and looking at y homework..when BOOM pshhs ooh ah pooooooow laskkfhelhafsjn. That was a thunder..then 5 minutes later: The same as last time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our whole house shook. This does not mean we live in a bad, weak, lame house. It's just that the thunder was really..really loud and strong. &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;There is this really nice ice-cream that we bought..I could tell you but I can't be bothered to go to the fridge and look at the name. Too bad. Muhahahahahah :D&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;AHHHH! 8 Days till Glee starts again :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&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 days till holidays :) I think it's going to be boring so I'm not very keen for the holidays because you know you won't want to go back to school but you have to and all this drama and blah blah blah. Jeez. Can't we just have 6 months holidays (July-Dec) and then 6 months school (Jan-Jun)?? It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;would be much MUCH easier. But NOOO we have to have SEMESTERS and TERMS and SEASONS and echh.&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;Lalalalaaaaaa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lady Gaga medley by Naya Marie. Man is she a good singer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talking about good singers..Lea Michele! OMG. She has such a good voice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's like WOW. &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;HERE WE GO. ALE ALE ALE. ARIVA VA. GO GO GO. ALE ALE ALE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Ricky Martin (Cup of life)&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;I really want to play soccer. But, I'm not good so I'm afraid people will be thinking: it's all her fault, why did she join?!&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;pfft. &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;I'm bored..&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;I could say bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/17130141-2383511369223366142?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/2383511369223366142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=2383511369223366142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2383511369223366142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2383511369223366142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/09/boom-boom-pow.html' title='Boom Boom POW'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-2701786382064245598</id><published>2010-09-11T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T03:14:24.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvard Law School/Broadway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What are the most amazing places in the world..well there are others but what are the most interesting places for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Harvard Law School and Broadway. I didn't want to make my title too big so I will just write the other places here: I want to move to sunny California (Beverly Hills) and attend Beverly Hills high school. I'm not saying this because of the famous people but because at this school they have many plus points. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have been to USA once but I only went around CA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HLS is in Massachusetts and Broadway is in New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It has been my dream to go to Broadway..I really want to see Wicked with Idina Minzel and Kristen Chenoweth. Not the weird Australian one. As well as Les Miserables, Funny Girl, Lion King, Give my regards to Broadway, Annie and The Addams family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The tickets are really expensive but I really want to watch Wicked, Annie, Les Mis, Funny Girl and The Addams Family. The others I would just like to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What I really want to see is Lea Michele and Jenna Ushkowitz in Spring Awakening although it is a bit towards the adult side. I just want to see it because of Lea and Jenna because they are in Glee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think Matthew Morrison is also in a Broadway show but I don't know which one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wouldn't it be amazing to be on Broadway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You can sing, act, dance and just be the happiest you have ever been or ever will be in your life! It's a really amazing thing..Broadway :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Harvard..what can I say..you $29,000 per year amazing academic university.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;100% scholarship please :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Before I TRY and get into this university, I would like a Harvard jumper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The university where many amazing people have attended. President Barack Obama attended Harvard Law school. That's why he is the President of the US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If only I can go to these places..my life would be complete..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If only I said bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-2701786382064245598?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/2701786382064245598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=2701786382064245598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2701786382064245598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2701786382064245598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/09/harvard-law-schoolbroadway.html' title='Harvard Law School/Broadway'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-6559114115280176419</id><published>2010-09-10T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T20:15:26.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make up your mind..WEATHER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today the weather does not know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7-9am: Cloudy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9-12: Rain with wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12-2: Humid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2-4: Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4-6: Harsh Winds no clouds or rain&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;Well, I think we are all as confused as the weather. &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;It's really cold. My hands are cold.&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;Something really cool: We have this little Buddah statue at the front of our house near the window, right across the road, there is this huge group of trees and together they form the same statue. The statue is Buddah meditating and the tree formation is EXACTLY and when I mean exactly..I mean it.&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;Glee season 2 starts on September 21st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so excited :D I could go on and on about it but..some people who don't like Glee (they're horrible btw) will get bored and go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have never died so much for a show but this show is so moving and I can't wait.&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;Charice Pempengco is going to be in it! She is this amazing singer and I'm happy for her :D&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;I enjoy maths because of Alex. Alex is this girl who cries when we laugh and we laugh all the time..It's really funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today it took us 1/3 of the lesson to get the laptop working because her laptop died because she dropped it (tsk tsk) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then we started talking with an accent AND then her neck locked into a spot and she started crying so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let's just say she looked like a tomato for the whole lesson..hahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alex. D is just too cool :D&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;PLEASE GET ME OUT OF THIS COUNTRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really hate living here..It's so depressing. I want to go to USA..&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I could say bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-6559114115280176419?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/6559114115280176419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=6559114115280176419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/6559114115280176419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/6559114115280176419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/09/make-up-your-mindweather.html' title='Make up your mind..WEATHER!!'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-2479074330254422592</id><published>2010-09-08T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:37:46.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursdayy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'Thursday' The definition: Late night shopping and 1 day before Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'Friday' The definition: A day after Thursday and 1 day before Saturday.&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;Party everyday P-P-P-Party Everyday, I got a feeling..WOOHOO!&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 had my elective music assessment today :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I made a mistake but other than that I went well.&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;Cutlets are the coolest!!&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;Russell Peters..who has heard of him? Well, he is a comedian and he is half Indian. TWIST!! He makes fun of Indians at the same time. I laugh at the jokes and I am Indian. So I really don't mind. He isn't saying anything bad but also defends India. So it levels up.&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;The funniest episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Beating your kids/children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Indian accent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;LOOS WOOTOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Any actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Just a few of them are not exactly appropriate for little children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Man 1: Hey man, don't we sound cool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Man 2: Don't we look really hip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;(IN INDIAN ACCENT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;The only way to cut tension, throw in the Indian accent. It's actually really funny. I want someone in my class to do that. Not me because I just don't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;GET IT? GOT IT? GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Can you believe Michael Jackson and Freddie Mercury are gone? Freddie Mercury is the lead singer in the group Queen. You should know because they did: We will rock you, another bites the dust and Bohemian Rhapsody.&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;Hey I'm gonna get you too another one bits the dust..yeah.&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 could say bye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-2479074330254422592?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/2479074330254422592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=2479074330254422592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2479074330254422592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2479074330254422592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/09/thursdayy.html' title='Thursdayy'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-2470556074253099126</id><published>2010-09-08T03:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T03:15:13.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>USA! USA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the past couple of weeks, I have really wanted to move the US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who wouldn't want to move there?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They have everything over there and the people are supposed to be nicer which will be a change because walking around in shops or in the city here, it's like: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GET ME OUT OF THIS PLACE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, well. I don't know if some of you have realised but teachers are so mean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have this one teacher (for privacy purposes and I don't want to get in trouble even though she has to) she is so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;horrible! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gosh I hate her so much. She is so rude. Why can't someone &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;go ahead and sue her already&lt;/span&gt;. I mean they say they will but they never do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;OMGHSOMSONGMOSMSH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Glee &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;starts in 2 weeks :D I can't wait..it's going to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Legen-&lt;/span&gt; wait for it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Dary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you had one &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;..what &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My wish?&lt;/span&gt; I'd rather keep it to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; because it is pretty awesome and I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;don't want to overwhelm&lt;/span&gt; myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What to do..what to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; want to go to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;school.&lt;/span&gt;&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;font-size:85%;"&gt;If only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wishes&lt;/span&gt; came &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;true.&lt;/span&gt;&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;font-size:85%;"&gt;Any &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; things happen to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;? Anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I could say bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-2470556074253099126?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/2470556074253099126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=2470556074253099126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2470556074253099126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2470556074253099126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/09/usa-usa.html' title='USA! USA!'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-3575324012478858637</id><published>2010-08-27T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:46:51.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The pink thing in the corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*None of my titles match the context of the blog :D if you haven't realised yet ;)&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;Most singers are really good when you hear them on cd's and on the radio right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, have you ever heard them on real? You might have and realised that: They can't sing the high pitch. They either go into head voice or go lower. I find this annoying because if you try to sing along, it ruins everything when they change it. Lea Michele has such a good voice! It's so annoying and when she sings live, it's just as good! It's so annoying!&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;WHO HAS WATCHED PINEAPPLE DANCE STUDIOS??&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;It is a really funny show based around dance (of course), a teacher, Andrew Stone, who wants his music group, Starman, go world famous. I mean he can sing, dance and act so why douldn't it go big? Anyway, it's just a really funny show and you guys should watch it if you're in the mood for some: music, dance or comedy!&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;Glee is starting on 21st September (USA) so probably later in the everywhere else.&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;I can't finish this post without mentioning 'How i met your mother'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Who has ever seen Barney's blog? You have not lived if you haven't!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;First of all..for people who haven't seen it yet, well I'm not telling you because you have to see it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You have have HAVE to see it!&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;Must watch shows to watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Glee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Big Bang Theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How i met your mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pineapple Dance Studios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank God you're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Talkin' 'bout your generation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Those are just a few shows that I came up with now. There are actually alot of really good shows but I can't remember them just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There are alot of people who have nothing to do so they just sit there. You see, this is really boring. Also, when you can't go to sleep, there is one thing you can do, make your own television show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I actually do this because sometimes I can't go to sleep, but one thing that is bad is, it get's really interesting so that will distract your sleep. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok, here is what you do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Think of you're favourite actor and/or actress: Blah and Blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Make someone up: e.g. Sasha (someone, make their name, face, personality. Everything about them is what you make)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Make a storyline as you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's actually really fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So you can make the famous person a normal person..whatever! Just make your own television show or even how you want your life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I need a new sign off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok, how about: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you know, I could say bye.&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/17130141-3575324012478858637?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/3575324012478858637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=3575324012478858637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/3575324012478858637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/3575324012478858637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/08/pink-thing-in-corner.html' title='The pink thing in the corner'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-3061503942390842712</id><published>2010-04-19T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T05:18:16.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Friday the 16th of April, there was an earthquake in Adelaide. I was lying in the same room as my cousin when we heard this huge gush of wind outside the window. She was like, what was that? An earthquake? I thought it was a really low plane because we live near a small plane airport. My other cousin and and aunt were talking about what that was. I went outside and my cousin said that her table shook. Our beds didn't shake but the windows did. We didn't know what it was so we decided to see the news the next day to see if anything had happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The next day when our newspaper came, there was an earthquake where the level of the tremor was 3.2. The earthquake spread all the way as Salisbury but nothing happened to the CBD. From the second after the earthquake happened, around 10 groups on Facebook were made such as: I survived the Adelaide earthquake or Quick earthquake! Run, wait I have to go make a Facebook group. This happened within seconds of the 10 - 15 second earthquake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Apparently there is supposed to be a big earthquake in Adelaide next year which should also be felt in Melbourne and Sydney. SA should be the 'Earthquake state' instead of the festival state or state of churches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have been in the place which has had an earthquake. Twice, but never felt it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1st time was in India in 2004. For more information on the Tsunami, I have written a blog a few years ago but if you search September 2005, you will find it. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The 2nd time was 3 weeks ago. I didn't even know until 5 minutes ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3rd time was on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-3061503942390842712?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/3061503942390842712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=3061503942390842712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/3061503942390842712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/3061503942390842712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/04/earthquake.html' title='Earthquake'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-7882195618441032309</id><published>2010-04-15T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T09:01:59.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day with no parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well today, my mum, aunt, uncle and brother went to stay at a hotel because they wanted to see how it would be for a gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I stayed with my two older cousins. The good thing is that they are both girls. The bad thing is, they both had assigmnents so it was a bit boring. I was on the laptop for the whole day, it actually didn't get boring. I had nothing else to do. Each one of us were in different rooms. I was in the TV room where you can see the kitchen and dining room through a glass window. 1 of my cousins were in the study and the other was in her bedroom. I was in the middle of the house and it's kind of creepy because my eldest cousin 'sees things'. She's not psychic or anything, she just sees things. Especially in this house. There was this one time where we all went to see if the mysterious lady lying on the sofa was still there. She had seen this. I started to cry then started laughing uncontrollably. This happened for about 20 minutes. Anyway, back to the story. I was just sitting and playing a game on my computer when this white shadow drifts across my periferal vision. I look up to see and that the white shadow can still be seen but then if just dissapeared within seconds. This was at 4:30pm. Then at 6:30 I see a figure on the other side of the glass window. I turn around and see that t wasn't there and there was nothing on the wall or anything that could have caused the this figure. I continue minding my own business. At 8:00 there comes the shadow again. I decided to ignore it this time. We ate only junk food today. The only healthy thing I had today was the 10 carrot pieces. We watched a random movie which I don't know the title to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Does anyone see people, figures, shadows which you feel is suspicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'I love Glee in Webdings &lt;/span&gt;= &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;I love glee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I watched the new episode of Glee. I was finally happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;NEW SONGS :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In other news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing has really happened in the world in the couple of days that have been that excting. My second eldest cousin (Not the one in the story. The ones in the story are the 4th and 6th eldest cousins) got an iPad. He lives in America which means that they can get it before the people in Australia. I want to see it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My WiFi is retarded. t won't work unless I'm in a certain place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Super Dooper Later Skater Gator Alligator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;BYE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-7882195618441032309?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/7882195618441032309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=7882195618441032309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/7882195618441032309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/7882195618441032309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-with-no-parents.html' title='A day with no parents'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-7524109145579789914</id><published>2010-04-13T04:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T06:49:45.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to survive 2012 and other stuff which was on my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well, school is starting soon and yeah...not in the mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's going to be a boring time because, well because it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have been eating a lot of chocolate but I have actually been losing weight, which is a bit weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Glee is on next Tuesday for people who live in Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I saw the most random ad on the television a few days ago. It was about trying to get the Fifa world cup to Australia. The thing is, they are trying (emphasis on the 'trying') to get it in the year 2018 or 2022. Which is 8 0r 12 years away. What a loser of a country Australia is. Even if I was born in Australia, I'd like to live in USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mostly in LA because cool people live there but also in DC because the president lives there. But other than that, California.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I do want to do my undergraduate in Harvard Law school. Harvard Law is situated in Massachusetts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Massachusetts wasn't the number 1 state on my list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I wonder what University/college I will attend before Harvard. Hopefully I can just go on to Harvard Law right after High School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My brother is planning to do his medicine in Harvard but I didn't check if medicine is available in Harvard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Could be a problem for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HOW TO SURVIVE 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The movie '2012' just puts me off just a bit. Why? I have dreams. Dreams that will only come AFTER 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It just makes me wonder if the Mayans just couldn't go past or the calender for the future hasn't been found yet and the silly people of the world are making false statements and saying that the world will definitely end in 2012. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I will laugh my heart out if I wake up alive in December 21st after 8am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I will also watch the movie '2012' and laugh at every time they say. 'We are going to die'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now there are worse predictions which state that the world is going to die before: 18 - 21st July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Who are these people kidding???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If you are worried about the end of the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;From the earliest time that people could remember from, the scientists have been saying: The world will end in 4yrs. In 4yrs: The world will end in 4yrs. The last thing that was said was: The world will end in 1988.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hmmmmm. If the world ended then, my mum wouldn't have given birth to me years later and I wouldn't be here typing this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If you own an iPod touch or iPhone, you will have found a '2012' app which gives you a countdown of how many years, months, days, weeks, hours and seconds till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What do you do if the countdown ends but you are still alive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Please don't think: Oh My God! We could die...NOW...NOW...3, 2, 1...NOW...NOW...I know it, NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And definitely do not keep saying that until you die of old age or somebody beats you to death because you keep saying: we are going to die...now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Obviously, you are not going to die because of some silly accusation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Tips to stay alive before, during and after: Doomsday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1. Don't jump off a cliff because you don't want to see others die with you. You might survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2. Don't get paranoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3. Don't spend all your money because you have never lived before, you have lots of money and you don't want it to go to waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4. Don't go crazy and make the others around you want to kill you. Because you might end up in an asylum for the 2yrs you have to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5. If you don't want to think positive, stay with your family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;6. Don't cry and say: We're all going to die, at every moment you can say something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;7. Try and do everything you've always wanted but don't kill yourself doing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;8. Be prepared on the day and to be extra sure you are prepared for the day, watch '2012' so you'll know what will happen on the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;9. If you want to be happy, do not do tip 8 and watch other movies which don't involve 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;10. After the day and you are still living, don't keep thinking that you will die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;11. There is a chance that you will live for another 4yrs so forget 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;12. In 2013, or the day after, watch 2012 and laugh at the movie and throw stuff at the directors if you ever see them in person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;13. Follow these rules and you'll survive 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*claimer* don't take this seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;WAIT! Some of these tips give good advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;That was my way of saying: STAY ALIVE and I will definitely be posting a blog before the 21st, during the 21st and after the 21st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is just to make sure that: You're not going anywhere :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Super Dooper later gator skater alligator &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-7524109145579789914?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/7524109145579789914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=7524109145579789914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/7524109145579789914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/7524109145579789914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-survive-2012-and-other-stuff.html' title='How to survive 2012 and other stuff which was on my mind'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-1271122323899910082</id><published>2010-04-07T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T05:11:35.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So far...so...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, so far the holidays have been quite boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;I've had many apples which have been boring. But the real apple I want is the apple iPad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The iPad looks so cool and...touch screeny. It's like a giant version of the iPhone and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;iPod touch but you can't call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You can play the same games but they are cooler and bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I saw a video of people smashing the iPad and I was thinking, you should have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;given it to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's pretty cool using different fonts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Large&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Normal and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It just makes everything...prettier and more attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Yeah I know. I sound like a retard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well anyway, I downloaded an app on my phone the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;STILL hasn't finished downloading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is because our internet is the slowest thing in the world right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It'll become fast on the 14th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;That is way too long to wait for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can't take the slowness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Can you believe that we have holiday homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Only our (as donna says) suicide encourager of a school will give us holiday homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;These holidays have been so boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nothing has happened and I doubt anything is going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It seems like the world is becoming boring because everything has been done before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Such as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Going to the moon won't be that big of an achievement anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Beating a world record that has been broken...many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Having a party where the theme is '80s'. Done WAY too many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There are much more but I really can't be bothered to write more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I want to go back to Sydney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm not saying it's not but South Australia being dubbed 'The festival state'...isn't living up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ok, they have the fringe and whatever but still other states do lot's of festivals too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And why should SA have 2? The festival state and the church state???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's...retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I saw a lady gaga wannabe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;She pulled out her hair because people kept looking at her and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;taking pictures of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She threw her dog at a woman who looked ugly because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lady Gaga don't like ugly people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This lady was crying so much so she gave her tickets to the ugly woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She threw up when she got the tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I"M GOING TO PUT ALL THE LARGE FONT SENTENCES INTO ONE WHOLE SENTENCE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well so far the holidays have been boring and the iPad looks so cool and touch screeny. It's like a giant version of the iPhone and I saw a video of people smashing the iPad and I was thinking, you should have large because it makes everything prettier and more attractive. It still hasn't finished downloading and I can't take the slowness because these holidays have been so boring such as beating a world record that has been broken...many times and I want to go back to Sydney where I saw a Lady Gaga wannabe who threw her dog at a woman who looked ugly because she threw up when she got the tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ok so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Super Dooper Later Gator Skater Alligator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-1271122323899910082?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/1271122323899910082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=1271122323899910082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/1271122323899910082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/1271122323899910082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-farso.html' title='So far...so...'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-3159617988795102265</id><published>2010-04-03T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:00:11.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're baaaack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I would like to buy a dameber (hamburger).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Oh goly gosh. I'm just writing random blogs now. It makes me feel...happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I had an odd day. This is because I watched the Lady Gaga and Beyonce 'Telephone' music video. It was slightly disturbing....scratch that. HIGHLY disturbing. I recommend people to just LISTEN to the song and not WATCH it. It'll help you progress in life. I was much happier before the video came out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is the same as Ke$ha's 'Blah blah blah'. I find her annoying so that'w why I like her song but if you don't analyse the lyrics like what my brother does, you'll like it. You won't know what the lyrics are. You'll just want to sing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So anyway. Everyday since the first day of holidays, we have had some social gathering and yesterday I ate like a million chocolate eggs. They were different. Turkish delight eggs and 'crunchie' eggs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yesterday I wanted to watch the move which had Mel Gibson. I don't remember what the name was but it had something to do with Jesus and Satan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Unfortunately there was cricket and I ended up not being able to watch it. I hate cricket. It's just so boring and weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"God creates dinosaurs. God destroys dinosaurs. God creates man. Man destroys god. Man creates dinosaurs. Dinosaurs eat men. Women inherit the earth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I like dinosaurs and crocodiles. They are really interesting. I have girl cousins. Like 'girl cousins'. They think I am a weirdo because I like slimy things like crocodiles and dinosaurs but I really think that they should like them. I don't know why but they should. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Super Dooper Later Gator Alligators :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-3159617988795102265?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/3159617988795102265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=3159617988795102265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/3159617988795102265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/3159617988795102265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/04/theyre-baaaack.html' title='They&apos;re baaaack'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-7030653503360346342</id><published>2010-04-03T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:00:53.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been obsessed with the song: 3 words. It comes everday on SAFM. When it first started coming on the radio, I thought: omigod. What a retarded song. But now it has grown onto me and I can't stop listening and singing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have eaten too many chocolates for Easter. It's bad. I probably have like a million cavities. Whoopsy daisy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously radial dudes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So. I am forced to watch cricket because most of the male inhabitants of this house love it. Bleuughhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I said a 3 words to save my liiiiiifffe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Na na na na na na na na na na MAKE YOUR BODIES SING! (with bananas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's taking over your life! Watch out mr...mrrr...um...YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is raaandom. I am raaandom. Because I feel like ittt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol. I hate that word...(lol). The thing is not lol, I'm saying I hate the word 'lol'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*MAFIA COMING SOON* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1 sentence blog...is happening now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As you can see, each paragraph is only 1 sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not in the beggining but later down the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gangster: Yo brotha from anotha motha...fo shizzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What you lookin at punk? Nothin fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I like pushing people UP the stairs rather than DOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dooooooooooooooooooooooooooown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you know, yeah I really didn't know either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Super Dooper Later Gator Alligator :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-7030653503360346342?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/7030653503360346342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=7030653503360346342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/7030653503360346342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/7030653503360346342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/04/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-2703378890914749590</id><published>2010-03-28T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:50:44.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogeriffic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, today my day started with a SOSE test which was kind of easy and that I saw that I had ticks on it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That was kind of a downside but it got better, I got another 'Hey Baybeh' which was good :) I finished my health and nutrition, I'm almost done with my PLP and LAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The school holidays are coming soon! 3 more days till the holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had a free today, that's when I got everything finished. Well most of it. I only got to go on the lift 2 times today, that was sad. It's really not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't wait till next semester because I want to do my other electives. I'm getting a little bored of ASX. The teacher is starting to pick on us 3 (the cheeseballs) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;MY Australian Mafia: COMING SOON IN 20??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'll figure it out later. Fmmnmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm so like totally bored (in a totally girly voice) How I hate them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;FREE HOT CROSS BUNS!!! LEVEL 2 ON THE TERRACE ON WEDNESDAY!!! FOR EVERYBODY WHO GOES TO THE SAME SCHOOL AS ME!!! BTW, IT"S FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want the choc chip one or maybe even try the mocha one at Bakers delight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Extra super dooper later gator alligators :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(that's going to be my sign off from now on) ((NO STEALING!)) (((I MADE IT MYSELF)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm finished now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Extra super dooper later gator alligators :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-2703378890914749590?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/2703378890914749590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=2703378890914749590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2703378890914749590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2703378890914749590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/03/blogeriffic.html' title='Blogeriffic'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-7157404051555210537</id><published>2010-03-25T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:48:52.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of this world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well today, I was bored and annoyed at school because I had 2 tests today. What made my day was when Emilia said: Hey Baybeh :) She's great :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We're coming first in our ASX challenge!!!!! Donna, Lisa and I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today was...odd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The bird man came and put bread right where we were sitting. We named the only brown pigeon ofter Daniel H, just because we felt like it. Brandon did this thing where he ran through the pigeons and made them fly...fly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They flew over our heads which was kind of disgusting because they could have done something to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The fat pigeon ate all of the french fires that was thrown to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We had two yucky tests. I'm not exactly a fan of tests. Liana's phone started ringing through the maths test. This happened on wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: Why do you have a shower at midnight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Donna: When I have a shower at midnight and when I go to bed, it naturally curls my fringe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: Um...HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lisa: Ahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: That's so weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;School is kind of getting boring but it's the people who make it cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All types of people: Funny, Smart, Lame, Random, Cool, Weird, Crazy, Jokesters, Deep people, Normal and just the coolest of FRIENDS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They're all amazing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It kind of actually makes sense. Bahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The lift at our school can only fit 13 people or 1000kgs. The thing is, we got 14, 15 or 16 people on it. Not my idea. I was just standing at the back of the lift. It started beeping which didn't worry anybody since I was the only person who heard it (apparently).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was an interesting Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is this lolly shop in the city and it's got everything. It's just a bit expensive. I just buy stuff from the bargain basket. Haha, it's still got everything that I want like lollipops, raw sugar cube thingies and just other cool stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enough about lollies now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We watched a movie in English which had Whoopi Goldberg. It's was kind of weird but It was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Later Gators :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-7157404051555210537?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/7157404051555210537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=7157404051555210537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/7157404051555210537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/7157404051555210537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/03/out-of-this-world.html' title='Out of this world.'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-5035015935649568061</id><published>2010-03-24T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:08:54.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored out of my wits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hate body modification things, they're so lame. I think that little girls should not be turned into little creepy 30's looking people. It's really creepy and especially due to the fact that babies who can't even walk are being modeled for unnecessary clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know why but I have this sudden obsession of hole punching. It's just really fun to punch holes into paper that is not needed. I'm collecting the paper circles to throw it. It's weird, but it's fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everyone is lame. Getting weird for anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Except for the cool year 12s. Neha and Harry. They're funny and weird oh and LOUD!! That's the good things. It makes them friendly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have only have 2 friends in year 12. It's very exciting, but next year they won't be there. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I miss my friends from Sydney, they were the coolest people in the world although I think they're starting to forget me. I want to sit with different people everyday here. Just to be friends with everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm still interested in joining the mafia. It's pretty cool and I want to start one and become the leader because I'm inspired by the originals. You might be thinking, she's just a girl what can she do But, you thought wrong! I'll have the most successful mafia in the whole world and you can't find me. I'm flying through my ideas. That's a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There is this girl called sophia at school. She's so funny and she kind of looks like an angel because of her hair. It sounds weird and stalkerish but, it's true... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So much is happening but it feels like nothing is happening at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm kind of annoyed by the people (some) at school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yeah. This was a really boring blog. Well anyway, that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-5035015935649568061?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/5035015935649568061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=5035015935649568061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/5035015935649568061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/5035015935649568061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/03/bored-out-of-my-wits.html' title='Bored out of my wits.'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-1845203802359338812</id><published>2010-03-18T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:47:56.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hamish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sticker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>This Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://up6.podbean.com/image-logos/18085_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://up6.podbean.com/image-logos/18085_logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On wednesday, Donna and lisa left me and went to the sticker photos. I was alone because the people I was sitting with just walked away. I don't like them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;After that happened, we had lat where we had to watch a movie on body modification. It was weird and gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Did you know Japan had a mafia and they have a whole body tattoo with dragons? The tattoos have to be stopped at the wrist and ankles so the public don't see it and run away. Also there is a gap down the chest so when they wear shirts you can't see it when they are wearing button up shirts. It's kind of gross. I saw the pictures that donna and lisa took. It was pretty cool. I would have liked to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They promised to take me next wednesday because they usually let us go to lunch earlier then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We have this subject called LAT (learning about thinking) and there are these 2 people in year 12 who are my friends and they think it's 'lame' or 'haha, learning about THINKING'!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's not that funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I promised I would not fight with Harry so, I can't say anything about him. haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Neha and Harry are the ones who laugh. They're nice but can also be...(look above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We have a teacher who tells us all about her family, which is kind of weird. She shows us pictures of where she went for holidays. She's really nice though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want to start my own mafia right here in Australia. There is one but that is made by Italians. I'm going to make my own and instead of drugs, I'm going to smuggle...the most amazing best tasting super yummy sweet and/or chili sugar and spice (word withheld because it is not going to be stolen by any people who want to start their own mafia) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I watched a show which showed all the gangs/mafia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My idol is either 'The DON' or "Godfather' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They are amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;♬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shawtys like a melody in my head that I can't keep out got me singin' like na na na na everyday, like my iPod's stuck on replay replay replay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;♬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hamish and Andy are stuck in my head! This is not a bad thing, it's a great thing and I listen to them everyday. They're radio hosts by the way. They have these hilarious talks and they discuss the MOST unimportant things like a song about hating mondays. I only know the 1st verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;♬ I hate Mondays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You Hate Mondays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We hate Mondays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even your mate Sunday♬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's just really random but everybody all over the world knows who they are. In the photos above, the one on the left tapping the Mic is Hamish Blake and the on the right in Andy Lee. Hamish is the weird one and Andy at least makes a little (tiny) bit of sense. Watch some of the videos on You Tube because they are hilarious. Before, they used to make videos on Rove and also have a radio show but now Rave finished his show so Hamish and Andy only have a radio show and occaisonaly make videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-1845203802359338812?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/1845203802359338812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=1845203802359338812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/1845203802359338812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/1845203802359338812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-week.html' title='This Week'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-1132654516378260248</id><published>2010-03-05T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:51:15.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(88, 88, 88); line-height: 15px; font-family:helvetica;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On Friday, during English, Donna and Lisa were singing a song and not knowing the full lyrics just made it more annoying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well, the song was the cat dog theme song and this is how much they knew:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;One day, a wolf and a bird.. something something.. CATDOGGGGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;♬ and apparently, that's not even the right lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lisa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What if they're not even the right lyrics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You'd like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*silence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On Thursday during science, we had an argument, this argument has happened many times and even happened on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think i'm improvising the words for the Friday argument but here goes the Thursday argument (I took this from Donna).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 15px;   font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(88, 88, 88);   font-family:helvetica;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sri: You're a bully.&lt;br /&gt;Lisa: No, YOU'RE a bully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sri: No, you're the bully because I'm younger than you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lisa: That doesn't have.. any logical reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sri: Go away, I don't like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Donna + Lisa: BAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sri: It's not FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;Lisa: Whoa, PMS much.&lt;br /&gt;Sri: I said go away. I'm not talking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well, we have lots or arguments like this but, thats the beauty of friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This argument continued onto Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Me: You're still a bully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lisa: No, you're STILL a bully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Me: Stop bullying me, I'm younger than you oh and TALLER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lisa: That doesn't have any logical reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Me: Go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*I walk away and poke Donna*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It seems Donna finds it 'cute' how I put emphasis on 're' from retard because on the 1st day I met Donna, I said: you're a REtard. I just find it odd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Maths is one of the funniest lessons because two 'rebels' who come late to class, get out of being punished because they make jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Rebel number 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*Johnny walks in to class 20mins late*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Teacher: Johnny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Johnny: I'm sorry I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Teacher: Why are you so late?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Johnny: Oh, my brother got pulled over by a cop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Everyone: *Laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Teacher: You're brother got pulled over by a cop? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Johnny: He was speeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Everyone: *murmuring with slight giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Teacher: Ok, take your seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Rebel Number 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*Anthony walks in 35mins late*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Teacher: Anthony!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anthony: I'm really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Teacher: Why are you late? Again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anthony: I got pulled over by a cop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Everyone: *Laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Teacher: You? You got pulled over by a cop?! Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anthony: I ran a redlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Everyone: *Talking with giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Teacher: Sit down and don't be late to class again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I feel there is some slight resemblance between the 2 cases..Leaves you thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well, I hope you enjoyed today's article. I'll be back for tommorow. Enjoy your weekend!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-1132654516378260248?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/1132654516378260248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=1132654516378260248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/1132654516378260248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/1132654516378260248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-friday-during-english-donna-and-lisa.html' title='Cat Dog'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-4183256498028559365</id><published>2010-03-04T22:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:35:53.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Friday :)</title><content type='html'>G-g-g-good day everybody!!&lt;div&gt;Today is the 1st day of a 4 day weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today at school was a very interesting day. Everybody wanted to go to school and some people (I will not mention) got to finish at 12:30 unlike me who had to finish at 3:05. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be quiet now and I'll allow you to continue trading.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our name: The CHEESEBALLS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that the coolest name or what? That's the name of our team for the challenge! I wasn't included in the name making but, this is a some what, ok name...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today in English, we will be doing fractured fairytales.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English is so boring because we are doing fractured fairytales. This is when you choose a fairytale and twist it so it's no longer a proper tale. It's now a creepy, different and weird story. Seriously, you would NOT be able to sleep after this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;I don't like English and what not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Donna: &lt;/b&gt;Uh haha, you're smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Uh..why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Donna: &lt;/b&gt;Because you say things like "what not"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Umm...ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Silence*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lisa: &lt;/b&gt;Be quiet Donna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Yeah, be quiet Donna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was happy. I was happy because I saw that donna had put me in her blog. I am now putting her in my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donna and Lisa (they're twins) came to school today. That was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths .MATHS. Maths. Mathematics. Math. Math nerds. Math geeks. Mathematicians...EINSTEIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our teacher, our MATHS teacher gives us massive loads of maths. Fortunately, I had done the wrong homework exercise which was actually the work we had to do at school. This seems good for you right? WRONG! She made me do the working out for this but, I guess it's better if you learn how to do it and &lt;i&gt;let it absorb in your mind. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;What if it is already absorbed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Homework? Yep look! She's putting more homework. No. Yes. Yes, she is putting no oh..oh NO. The whole whiteboard is  full of this...work.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lisa: &lt;/b&gt;What did you think of me when you first saw me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;You're asian. (Don't worry, we're both asians and we joke about this so we're not being racist to anyone because we are asians) and you talk alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lisa: &lt;/b&gt;Uhuh. Anything else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: &lt;/b&gt;Um, nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Donna: &lt;/b&gt; What did you think of ME?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Um, you're asian and you talk too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry, Donna and Lisa are special people and they're not weird. They're just them because they are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-4183256498028559365?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/4183256498028559365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=4183256498028559365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/4183256498028559365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/4183256498028559365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday.html' title='Friday :)'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-5726002029080909621</id><published>2008-08-27T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:41:47.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture Shock</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows you are not allowed to swear in primary school. At home we don't swear because our mum is against it and we are not used to it. This year I started High School. I thought that the difference between high school and primary school would be the changing classes and the older people. That was not the only difference. The week I started, the only thing I could hear were 'beep, beep, beep, chitchat, talktalk and swear, swear, swear'. (The beep, beep was a mobile phone.) I was shocked when I heard people swearing. Even in class there were people swearing including the teachers. I thought the teachers would stop them. I told my mum and she told me to ignore it. That is what I did. In my family no-one swears. I have never even said s-h-u-t u-p. I have to spell it on this. My friend just came from Taiwan and she doesn't know much english. She came last year. This year she has started talking English with swear words. Her mum is very annoyed.  That is for culture shock, at least for me!&lt;br /&gt;Any such experiences for any of you out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-5726002029080909621?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/5726002029080909621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=5726002029080909621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/5726002029080909621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/5726002029080909621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2008/08/culture-shock.html' title='Culture Shock'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-2331308743303301234</id><published>2008-08-08T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T01:49:56.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Santa, Tooth fairy and Easter bunny</title><content type='html'>We all love it when it is Christmas, Easter and when we lose a tooth, the coming of the Tooth Fairy, don't we. When I was little, I wasn't that interested in them. When I was three, my aunt was hiding easter eggs in the backyard as a surprise for me. My amma was keeping me in the car so my aunt could finish hiding them. I was getting impatient to get in the house. So, I said, ''Are we staying here so she (my aunt) can put the chocolates?" My amma didn't want me to realise the truth,  so she was saying things like, ''Look! I saw the Easter bunny run over there!'' I pretended like I believed her so that I did not disappoint her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother - he is really a smartypants . He knows absolutely everything. Even though he is only nine. Sometimes he works out my questions (and I get annoyed, of course).   One time my brother was talking to my amma about space, all the distances and other things you don't learn until year 9 or 10! He likes medical facts. So he was talking about brain surgery, heart, lungs and then he came to the mouth. He was talking serious stuff about the gums when he suddenly said, "How come the tooth fairy did not come and give me any money when my last tooth fell?'' My amma and I had a meaningful laughter exchanged. It is so funny when my brother, all of a sudden takes up the role of a normal child. It does not even suit him after all the big things he talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My amma &amp;amp; I have got into a pact that we will not reveal the truth to him yet - we want him to be a child in at least one way and enjoy it as much as he can. (I hope he does not see this blog of mine ;)  )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-2331308743303301234?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/2331308743303301234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=2331308743303301234' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2331308743303301234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/2331308743303301234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2008/08/santa-tooth-fairy-and-easter-bunny.html' title='Santa, Tooth fairy and Easter bunny'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-5679028511339873960</id><published>2008-08-01T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:46:41.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review : Kung Fu Panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/SJPke_2bhdI/AAAAAAAAABI/7YXuj12xXcY/s1600-h/kung-fu-panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/SJPke_2bhdI/AAAAAAAAABI/7YXuj12xXcY/s320/kung-fu-panda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229774813494216146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like action and comedy in one movie. You should definetly watch this. Po, a big panda who works at a noodle store. Po wants to become a Kung Fu warrior. Po desperately tries to become a warrior, so he goes to the Emperor's palace. At the palace they are watching people fight the Furious 5. The best warrior will become one of the emperor's warrior.&lt;br /&gt;Po ends up doing some crazy stuff and he is selected. Po and the furious 5 try to defeat Tai lung. Po defeats Tai Lung and gives pace to the town. This is a movie you have to watch to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring - Jack Black, Jackie Chan, Angelina Jolie, Dustin Hoffman, Lucy Lui, Seth Rogen, David Cross, Ian McShane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director - mark Osbourne and John Stevenson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-5679028511339873960?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/5679028511339873960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=5679028511339873960' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/5679028511339873960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/5679028511339873960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2008/08/movie-review-kung-fu-panda.html' title='Movie Review : Kung Fu Panda'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/SJPke_2bhdI/AAAAAAAAABI/7YXuj12xXcY/s72-c/kung-fu-panda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-3623211564148710498</id><published>2008-07-31T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T19:28:13.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planet'/><title type='text'>Exciting to be a motivator</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/SJJw4UouKWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uqjVj5nMWY4/s1600-h/sat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/SJJw4UouKWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uqjVj5nMWY4/s320/sat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229366230245058914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just browsing through other peoples' blog's and I went into Ansh's blog (&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://pudhumai-penn.blogspot.com/"&gt;pudhumai + penn)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her blog, she said that my brother and I motivate her. I found it very exciting to be called a motivator. I don't know where Ansh has gone because her last blog was in 2005. Now we are back and I hope we can motivate her again and bring her back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through my old blogs and I saw that Ansh had  asked what I like about space. I like Saturn (pictured). I had an interest with Saturn from a very young age because of the rings.  My mum taught me about planets when I was 1 year old. I was already hooked to it at that age.&lt;br /&gt;When I was about one and a half years old,  my amma gave me a Mars bar to eat. I left it on the table and went out to play. Meanwhile my amma had moved the Mars bar from the table. I came into the kitchen and asked her where Venus was. She first did not understand but then thought I wanted to know about planets again. So she told me about the planets and the order. I said, "No, where is the Venus I left on the table?" She then realised that I was talking about the Mars bar. I knew that the chocolate was named after some planet but I couldn't remember which planet !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pudhumai-penn.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-3623211564148710498?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/3623211564148710498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=3623211564148710498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/3623211564148710498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/3623211564148710498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2008/07/exciting-to-be-motivator.html' title='Exciting to be a motivator'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/SJJw4UouKWI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uqjVj5nMWY4/s72-c/sat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-3297913463613133170</id><published>2008-07-30T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:14:39.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blyton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>Book Review : The magic faraway tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/SJEeVt-JMKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/F-ZLz4tzE8I/s1600-h/Magic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/SJEeVt-JMKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/F-ZLz4tzE8I/s320/Magic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228994000820187298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/SJEcLFG_CQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IFe8LSQYVmk/s1600-h/Magic.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Magic Faraway Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is written by Enid Blyton. If you like books, I suggest you read  about fantasy just before you go to bed to have a nice sleep.This book is definitely for you. The magic faraway tree is about three children (Beth, Joe and Fanny) who move to the country side. Little did they realise that the tree next to their house is a magical tree. The children decide to explore. They find this tree and start walking up the branches. They find this odd little man called Moonface and a beautiful little fairy called Silky. They make friends with them and ask what is so special about this tree. Silky tells them that everyday a new world will appear on top of the faraway tree. Beth, Joe and Fanny decide to go to every single land that comes. The children have their ups and downs but have the best time in the world. The children visit the land of birthdays and even get lost in some of the lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this book because it gave me a lovely good night's sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-3297913463613133170?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/3297913463613133170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=3297913463613133170' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/3297913463613133170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/3297913463613133170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2008/07/book-review-magic-faraway-tree.html' title='Book Review : The magic faraway tree'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/SJEeVt-JMKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/F-ZLz4tzE8I/s72-c/Magic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-6982539325897711744</id><published>2008-07-30T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T02:23:27.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend the animal girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How often do you hear a person say they have a cat, a dog, a snake, a fish, a mouse, a bird and a bearded dragon? Not big news for my friend. She has 2 cats, 3 dogs, 4 snakes, 2 bearded dragons, lots of mice, lots of birds and lots of fish!&lt;br /&gt;We have had lots of fun at their house. Come with me on the journey of the animal girl.&lt;br /&gt;One day my mum had come to pick me up with my little brother from my friend's house. My brother was very interested with the four snakes they have. My friend's mum took out a snake and put it on my brother to play with while she he waited for me. In that time my friend's mum was feeding the bearded dragon. The bearded dragon would not come when she held out a wriggling worm from a can. She said, "Come on, come on" (in a very, very, very Australian accent sounding like 'came on, came on'). My mum was there and she didn't feel really comfortable. She said she was shuddering inside with a can of worms open right next to her. Poor mum. My brother was having a jolly good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend once brought one of her fully-grown pythons to our girl guides for 'Pets Show and Tell'. Since I don't have a pet, I took a stuffed toy. My friend put the snake on her neck and it started  choking her. My brother had the same snake on his neck and it was very calm and contended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's dad wanted to re-do the swimming pool so when he took the floor covering of the pool there was a blue tongued lizard staring at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's snake gave birth to babies so now they are selling the baby snakes. If they kept the baby snakes they would have to build a new room for all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys have had fun on this journey of My friend the animal girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tune in for next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/17130141-6982539325897711744?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/6982539325897711744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=6982539325897711744' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/6982539325897711744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/6982539325897711744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-friend-animal-girl.html' title='My friend the animal girl'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-1793381025640993819</id><published>2008-07-29T02:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T02:48:02.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At school we have to write stories about animals. One project is a humorous one. Here are some funny animals. These three are all different true stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to my friend's house, it was feeding time for the cat. The mum gave the cat a bowl and food. The cat ate some and then when the mum went out of the room the cat ran to the fish tank. The fish tank was huge. I told my friend who was in the next room and she came running and pulled the cat away. The cat waited for my friend to leave. The cat jumped on the couch and onto the table where the fish tank was. The cat put it's paw in and tried to reach for a fish. Instead he fell in. My friend and her mum came in and saw the cat in the tank. We all laughed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend has mice and she loves them a lot. The problem is,  she loves them too much. One time she was holding one and she was saying how cute it was. She didn't realise she was squeezing it too hard that it's eyes popped out of the socket. Poor little mouse. Doesn't have eyes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Animal planet one time and it showed a segment called 'Funniest outside animals'. I only watched for the last 5min so there was only one animal. The animal was a llama. The llama  saw other llamas going and so it decided to join its friends. The llama tripped and fell face first into a puddle of mud. They didn't show how the llama came out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you got any funny stories with animals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my next blog I will tell you about my friend who has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unusual &lt;/span&gt;pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/17130141-1793381025640993819?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/1793381025640993819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=1793381025640993819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/1793381025640993819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/1793381025640993819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2008/07/your-turn.html' title='Funny Animals'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-4527992796756647698</id><published>2008-07-25T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:13:01.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My brother has been obsessed with a game called 'Runescape'. My mum calls it Ruinscape. Hahaha. The game is like a virtual life but my mum gets so annoyed if he plays. he hates it when I tell on him. He screams 'YOU ARE SUCH A DIBBER DOBBER!!!!!!!!!!!!' It makes me laugh. I'm back everybody. Come to my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-4527992796756647698?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/4527992796756647698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=4527992796756647698' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/4527992796756647698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/4527992796756647698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-brother.html' title='My Brother'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-112834445657220738</id><published>2005-10-03T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T06:00:56.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Konaca Manaca Kutti</title><content type='html'>I said I will tell you all what a konaca manaca kutti is on Monday and here is Monday so here is the answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A konaca manaca kutti is a creature which moves very fast and in zig-zags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any last guesses before I tell you the answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is a S-N-A-K-E! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/767/1644/320/snake-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-112834445657220738?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/112834445657220738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=112834445657220738' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112834445657220738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112834445657220738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2005/10/konaca-manaca-kutti.html' title='Konaca Manaca Kutti'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-112808877552971940</id><published>2005-09-30T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T07:26:36.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellam therintha Ekambram-Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In a remote village called Mayavooru there were lots of innocent farmers. If they had any doubts they would ask Ekambram mama. Ekambram is a living encyclopedia. Ekambram solves all strange questions of the innocent villagers by giving explanations. The people would queue in front of his house even before he would wake up to report all the unusual things happening around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;As usual at the dawn the villagers went out for their farming. As they were going they saw a quick moving, zig-zag thing. There was only one way to find out. Ekambram mama was the one to tell them what it is. They all went to Ekambram mama's house to find out. When they reached there as usual Ekambram mama was studying. When Ekambram mama opened the door they were all saying we saw a saw a quick moving, zig-zag thing. Ekambram said show me that thing and I will try to find out what it is. When they reached there it was still there and Ekambram said it is a beauty I am going to try and find out what it is. Ekambram then went home and he studied overnight and finally at 05:30 he said, "Here it is it is a konaca manaca kutti". He then went to the farm and told them what it was a konaca manaca kutti. They were all happy and started saying he has done it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Can you guess what the konaca manaca kutti is? Then give me your answer. I will say the answer on Monday or Sunday.&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/17130141-112808877552971940?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/112808877552971940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=112808877552971940' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112808877552971940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112808877552971940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2005/09/ellam-therintha-ekambram-part-1.html' title='Ellam therintha Ekambram-Part 1'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-112787196246917674</id><published>2005-09-27T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T02:07:11.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies</title><content type='html'>When my mum was little she was at home with her mum. So when my Patti knew she was bored she gave a pack of 50 marbles. My mum thought that the colour inside the glass were butterflies. She wanted to save them, so she broke 15 of them and then she thought, "why aren't they coming out?" So she broke another 10 and then she gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           How funny! Thank You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-112787196246917674?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/112787196246917674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=112787196246917674' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112787196246917674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112787196246917674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2005/09/butterflies.html' title='Butterflies'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-112782175383073161</id><published>2005-09-27T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:26:42.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie and the chocolate factory</title><content type='html'>Today I saw Charlie and the chocolate factory. It was rude when Jonny Depp was being mean to everyone(exept to Charlie Buccet). I was wondering if it was really real. I really wish I got to go there. It would have been really exciting. Imagine yourself opening on Wonka chocolate bar and seeing a Golden ticket in your hand.How wonderful!I would definetly would want the special prize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-112782175383073161?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/112782175383073161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=112782175383073161' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112782175383073161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112782175383073161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2005/09/charlie-and-chocolate-factory.html' title='Charlie and the chocolate factory'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-112780474030048413</id><published>2005-09-26T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T00:33:23.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsunami</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the 26 of December 2004 I had a big, scary and sad experience.I saw the Tsunami in real. I can remember it like it was just yesterday.One normal day (you wish) any way it wasn't THAT normal it was quiet shakey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How come I did not get to feel it (because I was sleeping on the bed)? I was very dissapointed. My mum and brother felt it but didn't know what it was. My mum thought it was my brother-Vyaas shaking the bed. Hehehe.Only my dad knew because he was in the bathroom.How he came to know it was because the bucket filled with water started shaking. It was an earthquake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Afterwards when we all woke up my dad was going to his uncle's house. It was near the beach, so he asked us all whether we wanted to go to the beach afterwards? My cousins and I all went to the beach. It started normally but then (here comes the CLIMAX). We went very close to the beach and there were so many people. We wondered what the fuss was and found out about the first Tsunami. I was bold enough to go and see it and the others said they do not want to go any closer to see what happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the way I saw people crying on the side road (it was really sad).When we reached there my dad and I saw a cow being airlifted. I also saw some ladies saying that they could not find their husbands, in tamil. I saw a huge wave coming so my dad and I ran. When we reached back home my face was fully red. It was a really touching and scary experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-112780474030048413?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/112780474030048413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=112780474030048413' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112780474030048413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112780474030048413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2005/09/tsunami.html' title='Tsunami'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-112780293039821285</id><published>2005-09-26T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T23:35:55.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; I am &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to tell &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; a story &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; I do &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;have &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;any &lt;/span&gt;ideas. If you &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; any &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ideas&lt;/span&gt; please &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tell&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;I can &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;write&lt;/span&gt; one&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17130141-112780293039821285?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/112780293039821285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=112780293039821285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112780293039821285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112780293039821285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2005/09/story-time.html' title='Story Time'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17130141.post-112771388552710265</id><published>2005-09-25T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T22:51:25.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My name is Srinidhi (but you can call me Sri). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am 10 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love singing and dancing, I learn singing from my amma and she is a great singer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I am older I want to become an Astronomer because I am very interested in planets. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My favourite animals are dolphins and tigers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I like watching English and Thamizh movies, Chandramukhi is one of my latest favourites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please read my blog and write comments on it! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Thank You!!!&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/17130141-112771388552710265?l=bubbleysri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/feeds/112771388552710265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17130141&amp;postID=112771388552710265' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112771388552710265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17130141/posts/default/112771388552710265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbleysri.blogspot.com/2005/09/hi-everyone.html' title='Hi Everyone!'/><author><name>Sri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081004781220639846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4pm3T_QIQBk/TIoqH8wwWKI/AAAAAAAAACw/4oKNJGuqs-0/S220/19.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
