<?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-1854005210069072537</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:25:11.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And So You'll See, My Song Is Like A Haiku...</title><subtitle type='html'>And Let It Be Said That I Treasure What Is Around Me, And That I Let Nothing Beautiful Pass My Sight Or Mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-7095288694282754990</id><published>2008-09-10T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T06:13:35.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Gotten Trance-d.</title><content type='html'>I'm becoming addicted to trance.&lt;br /&gt;it's a type of music, where it's often confused with techno because of the constant back beat, but it's different. it's very relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno. it's all personal preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;and i miss you. won't you talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;if it were any comfort, i'm trapped in a world of darkness, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;for what? i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm waiting for something,&lt;br /&gt;and it's not happening.&lt;br /&gt;if love were so sweet, why is it that i find it so effing hard to swallow?&lt;br /&gt;why is it i find it so hard to contain?&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing control, and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;i need saving, but i'm too effing egotistical to ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;i need you to help me, but you're not listening.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not referring to any boy.&lt;br /&gt;this is to a girl out there,&lt;br /&gt;and i need you to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;speak.&lt;br /&gt;tell me something, anything. anything.&lt;br /&gt;i wait, and i'm listening, but you don't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;what am i waiting for?? is it a change?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe someway to reverse everything.&lt;br /&gt;someway to turn back all the lies,&lt;br /&gt;all the deception, and return...&lt;br /&gt;return to the way things used to be.&lt;br /&gt;i wait, but you don't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;what am i waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;won't you tell me? what is it?&lt;br /&gt;what can i possibly be waiting for that i don't know?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i'm waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i'm not sure you do either.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;let's just stay here, waiting with each other.&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy that way.&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting, but you don't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;stay with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this life. i'm back to cutting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-7095288694282754990?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/7095288694282754990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=7095288694282754990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7095288694282754990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7095288694282754990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-gotten-trance-d.html' title='I&apos;ve Gotten Trance-d.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-3052807097420908773</id><published>2008-09-09T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:59:13.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinky And Toe.</title><content type='html'>you know what? false alarm. i decided not to delete this blog.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;this is because wordpress has turned out to be a very troublesome blog to use, and since i have everything done here, just wanting to have a new start should be easy.&lt;br /&gt;no, i am not going to delete any posts. they are there for your entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;a couple of days ago i got high. like, dude. on *coughs* ice lemon tea. the stuff they sell at the cafe *ahem* is dangerous. i walked around just sputtering nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;haha, sorry to the people i was with that day :D i'll make it up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;but yes, i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;i will NOT date anyone for now.&lt;br /&gt;for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;for a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know when i'll be able to trust someone else with myself, but it's not now. i'm sorry, but i'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i'm sure. feel better, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah dude, i'm not relocating.&lt;br /&gt;too troublesome, and yes, i have had about 6 blogs.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-3052807097420908773?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/3052807097420908773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=3052807097420908773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/3052807097420908773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/3052807097420908773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/09/pinky-and-toe.html' title='Pinky And Toe.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-1888733136754507444</id><published>2008-09-03T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:34:58.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>i will be relocating.&lt;br /&gt;i'll let you know what my new add is when i'm done. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-1888733136754507444?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/1888733136754507444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=1888733136754507444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1888733136754507444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1888733136754507444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-4700211722860523356</id><published>2008-08-31T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T07:07:03.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff Dunham Will Pwn Your ASS. Watch It.</title><content type='html'>1 thing.&lt;br /&gt;GO WALTER.&lt;br /&gt;WALTER FOR PRESIDENT, EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;CRUDE, INSULTING WALTER FOR PRESIDENT.&lt;br /&gt;ONLY THEN, SHALL OUR COUNTRY BE AT &lt;em&gt;PEACE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE WALTER FOR PRESIDENT.&lt;br /&gt;Walter is Jeff Dunham's star puppet. Jeff's a rocking Ventriloquist.&lt;br /&gt;just watch this.&lt;br /&gt;you'll get it. i swear, it's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter: &lt;em&gt;"I dunno... i don't wanna go home."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff: &lt;em&gt;"why's that?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter: &lt;em&gt;"i think my house is haunted..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff:&lt;em&gt; "why."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter: &lt;em&gt;"My wife's in it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CEOJuJkyBk0&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just the first bit. you can find the rest at this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEOJuJkyBk0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEOJuJkyBk0&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the little related videos thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And This...&lt;br /&gt;this, my friend, is the cutest undead thing EVER.&lt;br /&gt;This is ACHMED THE DEAD TERRORIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pc_G9PqbJRo&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to the same link on top, it shows all of Achmed's videos too.&lt;br /&gt;and then, go search for Achmed's and Walter's original individual videos.&lt;br /&gt;HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience: &lt;em&gt;"[roars with laughter]"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achmed: &lt;em&gt;*looks around furtively*"SILENCE!!!" *looks like he wants to cry* "I Keel Yuu!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff: &lt;em&gt;"...[drops head, laughs along]"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me. my taste is better than yours will ever be, and Jeff Dunham will pwn you.&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH YOUR ASS OFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-4700211722860523356?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/4700211722860523356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=4700211722860523356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/4700211722860523356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/4700211722860523356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/jeff-dunham-will-pwn-your-ass-watch-it.html' title='Jeff Dunham Will Pwn Your ASS. Watch It.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-3820419817264401099</id><published>2008-08-31T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T02:16:01.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos To The Bar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; sees&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TEMPORARY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt; on my face...&lt;br /&gt;but when&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; turns &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;doesn't &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEE&lt;/span&gt; the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; TEARS&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN'T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAVE&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;but let's just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAY&lt;/span&gt; she &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SEES&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;will &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAVE&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you join me.&lt;br /&gt;or will you walk away.&lt;br /&gt;choose.&lt;br /&gt;can't be both.&lt;br /&gt;for no one can have friends of different sides.&lt;br /&gt;be "good".&lt;br /&gt;or be "bad".&lt;br /&gt;it is the sad nature or the sinful world&lt;br /&gt;that forces us to choose now.&lt;br /&gt;so will you go?&lt;br /&gt;or will you stay.&lt;br /&gt;the choice is yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-3820419817264401099?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/3820419817264401099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=3820419817264401099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/3820419817264401099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/3820419817264401099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/kudos-to-bar.html' title='Kudos To The Bar.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-8275160956730513242</id><published>2008-08-31T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:58:33.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems and Haircuts...</title><content type='html'>The thing about broken families is that although you have maybe, 5 family members, living with 2 or 3 of them isn't easy. you know that you've got 5, but living with only part of your family is unsettling.&lt;br /&gt;i hate that.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to know what it feels like soon.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;my sister is going to move out.&lt;br /&gt;and she can't come back, except when my dad and mum lets her visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, now she does have to have permission. sad, isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i hate it, and you might think i'm being an unfeeling little b*tch when i say this, but i can't honestly say i'm shocked by her judgement.&lt;br /&gt;for my sister, "freedom" means to go out without a curfew, to pay the bills [provided they're pretty reasonable] to drink, to smoke, and basically, to do whatever she wants.&lt;br /&gt;and it's what she wants most.&lt;br /&gt;well, now, we're going to have to give her freedom, like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm going to miss her.&lt;br /&gt;so's my mum.&lt;br /&gt;and my dad and my other sister, even though they don't show it.&lt;br /&gt;is she going to miss us?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. maybe. hopefully enough to come back.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't preict anything anymore. i'm too tired.&lt;br /&gt;i try to be happy and make use of the time we have left, but i can't keep up the happy hyper act all the time. it's too tiring. i need a break.&lt;br /&gt;i nearly collapsed in my church lesson today. i was really tired because for the past few days, i can't sleep. all the way to 4, maybe even 4:30, 5.&lt;br /&gt;why is everyone leaving? i mean, Wan's probably going. so's my sister. and they're both people i think play a major part in my life.&lt;br /&gt;it's not always easy to get along with Wan and my sister, since they sort-of-kind-of hate each other. and when i talk to either of them, it's usually about the other, too. but i really love both of them, and i really need them to be there for me when the other one is leaving.&lt;br /&gt;problem being?&lt;br /&gt;both are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;so who am i supposed to turn to now?&lt;br /&gt;Theon's answer: The Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THEON. YOU SICK SHIT. I'M GLAD I'M RID OF YOU AND RYAN. BOTH OF YOU MAKE ME SICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, i cut my hair today... it's a concave bob, and i kept my fringe.&lt;br /&gt;my hair's really short now.&lt;br /&gt;who the hell cares.&lt;br /&gt;i've got more important things to worry about right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss the days&lt;br /&gt;when i was five&lt;br /&gt;with no cares in the world&lt;br /&gt;save for making the perfect&lt;br /&gt;playdoh cookie and&lt;br /&gt;tying barbie's hair into&lt;br /&gt;a stylish little topknot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-8275160956730513242?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/8275160956730513242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=8275160956730513242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/8275160956730513242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/8275160956730513242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/problems-and-haircuts.html' title='Problems and Haircuts...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-1902862564908083750</id><published>2008-08-29T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:46:20.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I KEEL YOU.</title><content type='html'>THIS is why i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;oh no??&lt;br /&gt;OH YES.&lt;br /&gt;i hate him i hate him i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;and no, i'm not talking about a boyfriend. i am, very much, single and nigh difficult to get along with as a potential life partner, thank you. dare to take up the challenge, suckers?&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking about this guy my friend likes.&lt;br /&gt;hey.&lt;br /&gt;HEY.&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEY.&lt;br /&gt;Wake The Hell Up.&lt;br /&gt;he treats you like a toy.&lt;br /&gt;this sounds harsh, but it's plain as day. you just can't see it cause you're mesmerized by his... how do it put it... eh... "awesomeness".&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;why do you fret over people like that? people with no IQ so to speak of, who can't even spell I'm, and spells it as "aim"? people who treat you like a substitute for when things go wrong, and you stay up till 2 to talk to them, when they don't reply your damned smses.&lt;br /&gt;ehm.&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSE ME, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;the whole "let me hang with you and get fresh with other chicas at the same time" thing isn't technically working out very well. why?&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE I DON'T LIKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;and if he ever does that to you again, i swear i will find where he lives, and leave a letter threatening him to f*uck out of your life.&lt;br /&gt;if he doesn't listen, i'll go through his room and threaten to sell his stuff on EBAY.&lt;br /&gt;if he still refuses to give in, i'll confront him, and hurt him. i have very... how should i put this... influencial people on my side.&lt;br /&gt;if he still refuses to see the light, i'll get my people to knock him out and bind him into a crate [with holes, he's lucky...] and send it over to Barcelona, where he can flirt with all the sluts and b*itches he wants.&lt;br /&gt;huh.&lt;br /&gt;forget weddings and honeymoons.&lt;br /&gt;now THAT'S the kind of plan i'm talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-1902862564908083750?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/1902862564908083750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=1902862564908083750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1902862564908083750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1902862564908083750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-keel-you.html' title='I KEEL YOU.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-7073436501675262839</id><published>2008-08-29T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T06:06:43.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REDS, Isn't That Heavy Cigs? Haha. Ironic...</title><content type='html'>when i say something, i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell am i trying to prove here.&lt;br /&gt;i stand up for you. you know i do.&lt;br /&gt;i try. very hard.&lt;br /&gt;f*cking hard.&lt;br /&gt;but what do you think...&lt;br /&gt;who do you think i'm...&lt;br /&gt;who the hell.....&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;scratch that. we started off wrong.&lt;br /&gt;hi.&lt;br /&gt;listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;i love you, alot.&lt;br /&gt;alot, as in, ALOT ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;you're my family, you get it?&lt;br /&gt;and i don't love you cause i'm obliged to,&lt;br /&gt;i love you just cause i do.&lt;br /&gt;it's as simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;all the late nights, when we couldn't sleep,&lt;br /&gt;i remember you snuck a cell phone ito the room,&lt;br /&gt;and i got so annoyed i told on you.&lt;br /&gt;i regretted it so bad later :D&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;being your family can be really bitter...&lt;br /&gt;but hey.&lt;br /&gt;let's not forget the sweet.&lt;br /&gt;remember the time you gave me a birthday card?&lt;br /&gt;i still have it.&lt;br /&gt;you were 9.&lt;br /&gt;i was just 5 at the time.&lt;br /&gt;so a month later, on your birthday,&lt;br /&gt;i wrote you a card too.&lt;br /&gt;it had a parcel drawn on it,&lt;br /&gt;and the usual happy birthday on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;it had Dear _____, on the outside,&lt;br /&gt;in what i believed was pretty swirly writing at the time.&lt;br /&gt;haha... i can't believe i remember that.&lt;br /&gt;it was so long ago, wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;just know that if you go,&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope thats one of the reasons you'll add to your:&lt;br /&gt;"Why i shouldn't go" list.&lt;br /&gt;cause this one's going to miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-7073436501675262839?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/7073436501675262839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=7073436501675262839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7073436501675262839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7073436501675262839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/reds-isnt-that-heavy-cigs-haha-ironic.html' title='REDS, Isn&apos;t That Heavy Cigs? Haha. Ironic...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-643311011426607123</id><published>2008-08-28T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T06:34:47.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak And Bubblegum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obtxYMPTuPQ/SLahqWa1hfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/lHD4DqXsdxU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239552965436868082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obtxYMPTuPQ/SLahqWa1hfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/lHD4DqXsdxU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alot of people think i'm very happy.&lt;br /&gt;all the time.&lt;br /&gt;and it really pisses me off because i know i'm Not happy alot of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who make decisions before getting to know you for who you truly are first.&lt;br /&gt;if you had bothered to get to know me, you would know about how i face struggles everyday, and how much i care for my friends and worry about them, even though i know i don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;but instead, you choose the easy way out and make judgement on sight.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;i want people to know me. i do.&lt;br /&gt;and i want them to accept me. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;but how can it happen if you don't bother to make a push in the friendship like i'm doing?&lt;br /&gt;how is this friendship going to fly, ever, if i'm the only one trying to make it work??! have you even thought about how i would feel before you dump your entire "life" and all the faults that come with it on me??!&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;i do have a high tolerance for unreasonable people. i can be friends with the most annoyingly complicated people in the world, and the most difficult. i can be the most unreasonable person myself, but you won't catch me doing anything too unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;if i say i'll show up, i will, by hook or by crook.&lt;br /&gt;if i have a valid reason, i'll call you in advance.&lt;br /&gt;if you tell me you need to talk to me, i'll call you and talk to you as long as i can.&lt;br /&gt;if you need to cry, as awkward as i find it, i will let you cry on my shoulder .&lt;br /&gt;i can be reasonable. as long as you're not over the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"to make an omelette, you gotta crack some eggs."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hitler's famous line. i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in our life, this is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teens have so much stress on their shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've a habit. i habit in which i try to keep my feelings to myself as much as i possibly can in order to appear... well... in order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i break down in front of only a few people, and none of them, are my family members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have never really broken down in front of my family members. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what the heck am i trying to prove?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am, i am different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239546337133034594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_obtxYMPTuPQ/SLaboiEDfGI/AAAAAAAAADM/B1MoMJEXmAI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be remembered, you have to be different.&lt;br /&gt;how are you going to be remembered if all you do is follow the status quo everyday??&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 1: BE DIFFERENT.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;number one, it's boring to be "normal". i'd rather give eccentric the time of day over normal, any day.&lt;br /&gt;two: don't you want to be the girl/guy where everyone goes, "yeah, dude, she/he was the pwn-sicles, i tell you. she/he _____________________, awesomeness."&lt;br /&gt;of course. everyone craves recognition, even people who THINK they don't, subconciously, they do.&lt;br /&gt;3. being different is the same as being a freak. hey. a cheerleader says she's different. so does an emo.&lt;br /&gt;so, basically, we're all freaks anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239549419391495874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obtxYMPTuPQ/SLaeb8XvLsI/AAAAAAAAADc/d6O2QyAND8U/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, most of the time, we think we have to look like this. i still do. but i am an exception, thank you. solution?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239547649630771138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_obtxYMPTuPQ/SLac07f5l8I/AAAAAAAAADU/FviAvG5uUYM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;look like this. it's self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239550416379739170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obtxYMPTuPQ/SLafV-cQfCI/AAAAAAAAADs/GAlxBNJKWLw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i don't know what we're fighting for,&lt;br /&gt;or why i have to scream,&lt;br /&gt;but now i have some clarity...&lt;br /&gt;to show you what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how i got this way,&lt;br /&gt;i know it's not alright,&lt;br /&gt;so i'm breaking the habit,&lt;br /&gt;i'm breaking the habit....&lt;br /&gt;Tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-643311011426607123?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/643311011426607123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=643311011426607123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/643311011426607123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/643311011426607123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/freak-and-bubblegum.html' title='Freak And Bubblegum.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obtxYMPTuPQ/SLahqWa1hfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/lHD4DqXsdxU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-1837874118340367708</id><published>2008-08-27T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T06:24:55.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Poll Of Random</title><content type='html'>a little questionnaire that seems to be circulating on the net reached me, via amelia [not the junior, lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY&lt;br /&gt;err... i'm going to assume past ones count, so...&lt;br /&gt;1. Ayane Makoto.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hasana Moriyuki.&lt;br /&gt;3. and Karin Isuzu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD&lt;br /&gt;hmm... as in blog names?&lt;br /&gt;1. Humanity is screwed,&lt;br /&gt;2. And so you'll see, my song is like a haiku,&lt;br /&gt;3. and I'm high on auto-pilot. [SHUT UP.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;1. well, i guess i'm thin. ..... possibly anorexic looking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;people think i starve myself to look like that, but hell no.&lt;br /&gt;2. errr......... i like my hair? i think?&lt;br /&gt;the flippy floppy fringe thing is really going for me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;3. hmm.......... i don't know. maybe my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;i've never looked closely enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;1. HELLO??!&lt;br /&gt;[glimpses down] my chest is PRACTICALLY flat. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't bother me as much as it seems, though.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's just the first thing i notice cause it seems to be what guys go after anyways.&lt;br /&gt;2. i have lots of scars from when i fell and got burnt and got into fights and.....&lt;br /&gt;... eheh.&lt;br /&gt;3. although the fringe looks way stylo, it can get annoying, too, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;only sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE&lt;br /&gt;1. my heritage? i'm a genius.&lt;br /&gt;which comes obviously from my own brilliance.&lt;br /&gt;2. ehh..............................&lt;br /&gt;3. i'm a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FIONA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;believed it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;1. indefinitely, being alone.&lt;br /&gt;2. going to hell.&lt;br /&gt;no, seriously. imagine burning forever. [all that light.]&lt;br /&gt;3. being forced to do everything i don't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS&lt;br /&gt;1. air, food, and water. haha, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;ehm, iced lemon tea from the cafe :D&lt;br /&gt;2. the computer. for sure.&lt;br /&gt;3. paper and pencil. i can live without a pen.&lt;br /&gt;i draw with a pencil. eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. a shirt that says "Bullshit. Of course you love me."&lt;br /&gt;it's not mine, of course.&lt;br /&gt;people know that without me having to tell them, lol.&lt;br /&gt;2. a pair of Louis Vuitton shorts.&lt;br /&gt;did i even spell that rght??&lt;br /&gt;3. underwear.&lt;br /&gt;which i will NOT describe in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS&lt;br /&gt;1. i love love love the Prodigy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Linkin Park.&lt;br /&gt;3. and for some insane, twisted reason, Usher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (RIGHT NOW)&lt;br /&gt;1. Spitfire by prodigy&lt;br /&gt;2. SHAKE IT!!! by metro station LOL.&lt;br /&gt;[shake shake, shake shake, shake it!!!!!]&lt;br /&gt;3. Breathe by prodigy again. told you i loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE, IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER&lt;br /&gt;1. i just injured someone.&lt;br /&gt;BAD.&lt;br /&gt;2. i just killed someone.&lt;br /&gt;with a meat cleaver, a box of Tic Tac...&lt;br /&gt;and a Winnie the Pooh electric fan belonging to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;3. i have a box of warheads between my fingers while typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;1. INTELLECT, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't have a brain, your existence disgusts me.&lt;br /&gt;2. fit? i guess he should be, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;3. he's got to be nice and courteous.&lt;br /&gt;especially to me ^^ lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES&lt;br /&gt;1. easy. drawing...&lt;br /&gt;2. Reading...&lt;br /&gt;3. ...and insulting other people's intellect &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. bungee jump.&lt;br /&gt;2. try the choo choo train, the kind that are painted a pretty red.&lt;br /&gt;3. sky dive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING/YOU’VE CONSIDERED&lt;br /&gt;1. a Scientist or science teacher.&lt;br /&gt;2. a wedding photographer.&lt;br /&gt;3. i guess i have ever considered a DEBATOR. yeeeeeeeeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION&lt;br /&gt;1. The hanging gardens of babylon.&lt;br /&gt;2. Isreal.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bethlehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU LIKE&lt;br /&gt;1. Vincent? from final fantasy. he's pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;2. GAARA!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Seth, from Sephiroth in final fantasy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE&lt;br /&gt;1. plan a birthday party for my 21 year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be so cool, Madonna won't be able to find a parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;2. plan my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;3. plan my funeral, and how i'm going to...&lt;br /&gt;ahh, whatever. just burn me and scatter my in bethlehem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL&lt;br /&gt;1. i wear a bra.&lt;br /&gt;2. i have my period.&lt;br /&gt;3. i don't know... ehh...&lt;br /&gt;i have longer hair than guys??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY&lt;br /&gt;1. i'm not a boy, but either way...&lt;br /&gt;i HATE PINK.&lt;br /&gt;2. i HATE SKIRTS.&lt;br /&gt;3. i HATE MAKE UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE THAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW&lt;br /&gt;1. Wan!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Kimberly P!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. ehh........... let's see........ Syafiqah, Intan, or Jeanette =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE!!! at long last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-1837874118340367708?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/1837874118340367708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=1837874118340367708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1837874118340367708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1837874118340367708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/poll-of-random.html' title='The Poll Of Random'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-7022399094782670744</id><published>2008-08-27T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T05:38:49.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank.</title><content type='html'>maybe i'm not being clear when i say i don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i need to repeat it into your ridiculously stupid ear so that you'll be able to get at least 5% of what i'm saying in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;I. HATE. PEOPLE. WITH. NO. IMAGINATION. OF. THEIR. OWN.&lt;br /&gt;clear, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;clearly not to FIONA.&lt;br /&gt;no, no, the girl simply can't think for herself, copying all my ideas, and everything i do.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, even imagining FIONA with a brain [something near impossible even for me] is just simply hilarious. it really makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;i was innocently folding my hearts, you know, those origami cuties, and then she bought a stack of coloured papers and copies exactly what i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;like, can you be any more obvious??! i don't think Trini [who sits in the other end of the class] can see you yet.&lt;br /&gt;i had to hide my ribbon. i was scared FIONA would steal it.&lt;br /&gt;honestly. it's like she has absolutely no capability of coming up with an idea.&lt;br /&gt;i've never met someone that stupid before.&lt;br /&gt;god. it must be absolutely terrible.*sigh*there are times when i pity her, then i wake up.&lt;br /&gt;and i squirm at the possibility of keeing her in my brain for more than a minute.&lt;br /&gt;what a waste of brain space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-7022399094782670744?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/7022399094782670744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=7022399094782670744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7022399094782670744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7022399094782670744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/blank.html' title='Blank.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-2913341704766105420</id><published>2008-08-26T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:18:20.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Mi-Nah [everyone]...</title><content type='html'>yes, i suck at japanese pronounciation.&lt;br /&gt;so what?&lt;br /&gt;haha. even if you don't like me, it's not going to affect me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i am an intellectual, 4 times the brain you'll ever have, so there.&lt;br /&gt;if you think i'm an asshole, it's your business anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i have some opinions of my own, and some assholes out there i won't name.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;COUGH &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ryan ignatius loh theon leong liang calvin &lt;/span&gt;COUGH&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;either way.&lt;br /&gt;on this blog, my rules apply. so if you think you're going to call me a S___ B____ W____, think again.&lt;br /&gt;lovies to Wan, Michelle Chiong, Intan, Kim P, Jeanette, Syafiqah for making me a very happy emo.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. no wonder you guys got little stacks of hearts =D&lt;br /&gt;and to Jocelyn Gay and her bestie, Abigail Wee, thanks yousfor being nice to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;just don't hug me. i don't like that.&lt;br /&gt;and my family, first my Daughter, ZhiQing, and my wives, Jasmine and Wan, my god daughter, Michelle Lee, and Michelle Chiong again, for being such a filial niece.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. today we have a CCA party. i have to go in 10.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i should go earlier to set up, but haha, slightly lazy. and Carissa, Wan and Mich set up already anyways ^^&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;br /&gt;i was super lethargic today. i fell asleep in science test, and slept a bit in math class.&lt;br /&gt;this saturday i start group tuition, in fact, just tuition, FOR THE FIRST TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kim's tuition place is taking me in, so yeah. i'll be in her class from now on XD&lt;br /&gt;either way, she's told me they're nice people. i hope so too.&lt;br /&gt;because i don't think i can stand anymore dickheads and airheaded bimbos.&lt;br /&gt;i know too many.&lt;br /&gt;COUGH &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ryan theon liang calvin&lt;/span&gt; COUGH&lt;br /&gt;lol. either way i have to go for set up now. the seniors might come earlier, so yup.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if i should watch the fred thing on youtube. everyone's going on about how funny it is.&lt;br /&gt;listen to the song somewhere i belong by Linkin park. it pwns.&lt;br /&gt;ok. seriously. got to pry myself off the keyboard. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-2913341704766105420?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/2913341704766105420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=2913341704766105420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2913341704766105420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2913341704766105420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-mi-nah-everyone.html' title='To Mi-Nah [everyone]...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-7801219307590405759</id><published>2008-08-26T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T04:09:57.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In The World Of Demons.....</title><content type='html'>It's like when i look into your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i see the sadness of the world...&lt;br /&gt;i can't cry,&lt;br /&gt;but i stand and my heart tears apart.&lt;br /&gt;your soul,&lt;br /&gt;trapped in a pandemonium of demons,&lt;br /&gt;cries out.&lt;br /&gt;i stand and dare not save you...&lt;br /&gt;for i have no wings.&lt;br /&gt;and all i can do is see you die,&lt;br /&gt;screaming...&lt;br /&gt;burning off limb by limb.&lt;br /&gt;save me,&lt;br /&gt;you cry out to my bleeding heart,&lt;br /&gt;but the question remains...&lt;br /&gt;as the flames engulf my feet,&lt;br /&gt;and trap my soul,&lt;br /&gt;as it did yours seconds before,&lt;br /&gt;are my abilities enough to even save myself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-7801219307590405759?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/7801219307590405759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=7801219307590405759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7801219307590405759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7801219307590405759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-world-of-demons.html' title='In The World Of Demons.....'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-5176185603485293194</id><published>2008-08-26T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T03:54:38.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Part of Life.</title><content type='html'>When i try to fly, i fall........&lt;br /&gt;without my wings, i feel so small...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need you baby.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the past couple of days, i went round the class giving them a little stack of paper hearts.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why myself, some think it's because i have too much time on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;others think i'm a nice person [i hope].&lt;br /&gt;and some think i'm a little conniving asshole going around bribing people into making friends with them.&lt;br /&gt;others are pathetically trying to imitate my actions... COUGH&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;fiona&lt;/span&gt;COUGH&lt;br /&gt;either way, it doesn't matter to me. i'm going to clarify these people mean something to me, so i made them a little stack of paper hearts.&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now see here, you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what you're trying to pull, but i won't stand for it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;i know you're listening, and you better note this down.&lt;br /&gt;before you do anything, think.&lt;br /&gt;WILL THIS MAKE SHERI MAD.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, it'll help you alot in your life.&lt;br /&gt;for one, i'll be able to have a relationship with you without shouting matches, lectures and scoldings.&lt;br /&gt;so take heed my advice, and please.&lt;br /&gt;before the aggression escalates,&lt;br /&gt;you better do what you're told and stop this juvenile behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;i have a anger management issue, i'm warning you,&lt;br /&gt;and i have an especially low tolerance for assholes and dickheads like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.........&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i think that's all i got for now.&lt;br /&gt;i think i might blog again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-5176185603485293194?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/5176185603485293194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=5176185603485293194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/5176185603485293194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/5176185603485293194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-part-of-life.html' title='It&apos;s a Part of Life.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-6652119649995508668</id><published>2008-08-24T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T03:11:28.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Well.</title><content type='html'>yes, i am not happy.&lt;br /&gt;can anyone truly say, "i am contented" and mean it?&lt;br /&gt;right now, my food. my accomodation, my cell phone bills, and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;it's all coming from my parent's blessing.&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i am very grateful for what i have, but in the first place, when i eat, it's not my food, is it?&lt;br /&gt;i'm living off someone else, and if i said i like it, i'd be lying.&lt;br /&gt;sure.&lt;br /&gt;i do some stuff to get small amounts of money.&lt;br /&gt;but i assure you, it doesn't come in 2 zeroes.&lt;br /&gt;if i said i think i'm free, i'd be lying, too. i'm not, after all.&lt;br /&gt;i am living off my parents.&lt;br /&gt;that's why, we, as our parent's children, are obliged to obey their word.&lt;br /&gt;i do abide by this. i believe it is true.&lt;br /&gt;"Honour your father and mother", says the bible.&lt;br /&gt;and as T!e$n has so kindly pointed out, the bible does no wrong.&lt;br /&gt;however much we long to be free, we need to learn how to be first.&lt;br /&gt;we will have our freedom.&lt;br /&gt;we will.&lt;br /&gt;however, learn how to cope with complete and utter freedom first.&lt;br /&gt;or you'll be stuck outside the windows in the rain of cold, lonely depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, my uncommon name is Veronique Roselia Rustin, and my french one is Mignon Boivin.&lt;br /&gt;i find these things so amusing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-6652119649995508668?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/6652119649995508668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=6652119649995508668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/6652119649995508668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/6652119649995508668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/very-well.html' title='Very Well.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-7329582787253899701</id><published>2008-08-24T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:06:29.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain.</title><content type='html'>today, i sit at the window.&lt;br /&gt;and i missed you so much, i swear i saw your face at the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;have i ever told you i teach sunday school at my church?&lt;br /&gt;sorta.&lt;br /&gt;i aid, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;someday i'm going to have to create the entire lesson from scratch every week.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;stressed.&lt;br /&gt;but i really don't mind. it's super fun.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;tralalalala.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very bored.&lt;br /&gt;it's raining V. heavily now.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-7329582787253899701?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/7329582787253899701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=7329582787253899701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7329582787253899701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7329582787253899701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/rain.html' title='Rain.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-2345922126843222065</id><published>2008-08-24T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:33:33.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Unleashed Is This Girl Who's Pissed. AT YOU.</title><content type='html'>she got out of the car and stood aginst the wall, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;waiting.&lt;br /&gt;eventually a figure sauntered up to her.&lt;br /&gt;she glanced at her watch like the pro she was.&lt;br /&gt;"you're 37 minutes late."&lt;br /&gt;he regarded her coolly. "so?"&lt;br /&gt;"don't you know it's rude to keep another person waiting?"&lt;br /&gt;"just cause you're a girl doesn't make you different from my mates."&lt;br /&gt;she was hurt.&lt;br /&gt;"even so. you knew i was waiting."&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, well i was busy. deal with it."&lt;br /&gt;she got angry. very angry.&lt;br /&gt;"very well."&lt;br /&gt;she held up her hand and he handed over the yellow envelope.&lt;br /&gt;she checked it over for reliability.&lt;br /&gt;after it had passed her test, she sealed it and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;"now push off."&lt;br /&gt;the boy looked at her. "sure. after i get my 10 dollars."&lt;br /&gt;she regarded him icily.&lt;br /&gt;"what 10 dollars?"&lt;br /&gt;"the ten dollars for the information i just provided you. like we agreed."&lt;br /&gt;she turned away from him.&lt;br /&gt;"i don't think you understand."&lt;br /&gt;she paused to text someone on her back and red music express.&lt;br /&gt;"when i said push off, i meant..."&lt;br /&gt;she got into the black car and turned down the window.&lt;br /&gt;"You're FIRED."&lt;br /&gt;she drove off, emitting a cloud of spitefully intended carbon monoxide&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT IN HIS STUNNED SHITLESS FACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-2345922126843222065?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/2345922126843222065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=2345922126843222065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2345922126843222065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2345922126843222065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/hell-unleashed-is-this-girl-whos-pissed.html' title='Hell Unleashed Is This Girl Who&apos;s Pissed. AT YOU.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-3372760561108413700</id><published>2008-08-23T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T08:27:01.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For You. And Only You.</title><content type='html'>i really want to copy and paste something Wan wrote on her extrodinarily pink blog, but i can't seem to get it off the damned page since she installed some copy and paste restriction thingy. so i'll give up the link instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www-whispersof-thestarfish.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www-whispersof-thestarfish.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is her blog, and it's the post on the 23rd of August, Saturday. ILYS and Hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesus H. christ.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very confused now.&lt;br /&gt;have i been mislead to believe you're staying??&lt;br /&gt;wtf??&lt;br /&gt;hey, clear this up, before i get my hopes up, please.&lt;br /&gt;if i'm being stupid, please tell me now, before i seriously do something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;like, really, seriously something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;ZOMFG.&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me if Wan's staying.&lt;br /&gt;because if she is, i have a party to throw.&lt;br /&gt;quickly so i can arrange for the magician to come.&lt;br /&gt;he needs extra time to prepare for the special hot air balloon trick.&lt;br /&gt;just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;but if Wan is staying...&lt;br /&gt;i'd like everyone to know how much i'd enjoy that.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if anyone knows about this.......&lt;br /&gt;or it's actually a good idea to tell anyone in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;i drink my sorrows away not with alchohol [though i'd like to see what would happen if i did... lol].......&lt;br /&gt;but i drink them away with Sparkling Juice.&lt;br /&gt;usually Doremy.&lt;br /&gt;but hey. whatever goes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm drinking right now. and i'd give anything to stop.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to, in case she's somehow still going.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell am i doing anyway, divulging my secrets of sparkling juice to everyone??!&lt;br /&gt;*sip*&lt;br /&gt;*fills*&lt;br /&gt;yeeeeeah...... i usually drink with a really small 5cm tall glass.&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;*slaps self*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-3372760561108413700?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/3372760561108413700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=3372760561108413700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/3372760561108413700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/3372760561108413700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-you-and-only-you.html' title='For You. And Only You.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-1402160696784695488</id><published>2008-08-23T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T07:59:13.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back.</title><content type='html'>It's Sheri for you, now.&lt;br /&gt;first things first, new rules.&lt;br /&gt;Melanie was slack with who comes and goes, but i've seen the tagbox, and all you idiots out there who think you can come in here and make a ruckus because you're not happy about something i didn't do, think again.&lt;br /&gt;if you have a brain in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;next, assholes who can't take the godamned truth, get your freaking ass off the page where it belongs, in a different world where &lt;em&gt;everything's ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, if you have an inkling of what i can do to make your live so terribly miserable, then you better keep on my good side. because with just words, i can make you explode at the wrong time, in the wrong place, in the wrong circumstances. which will lead to you having a very difficult time dealing with the aftermath of your situation, and i'll be the one laughing at your predicament. if i can do that with words, imagine what i can do with my actions, influence and reputation, not to mention YOUR reutation.&lt;br /&gt;so be cautious, people who don't know about my standing in the corporate world. watch your sorry ass or i'll make it sorrier than it is right now.&lt;br /&gt;but of course, i am capable of being nice. so here.&lt;br /&gt;if you're nice, i'll be nice back. granted, nice is not one of my better words, but i have [wierd] ways of showing i care that you will come to appreciate over time. in these circumstances, my influence will obviously benefit you, since you have the capabilities to sway my judgement. i can make your life very sweet in more than one way.&lt;br /&gt;JUST remember, i can make it equally nasty with a snap of my middle finger and thumb.&lt;br /&gt;so!!&lt;br /&gt;keep these in mind, and you'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;.................&lt;br /&gt;make that a maybe. just in case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-1402160696784695488?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/1402160696784695488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=1402160696784695488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1402160696784695488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1402160696784695488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-683444534802747660</id><published>2008-08-23T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T04:11:00.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>hi, it's Shera here.&lt;br /&gt;i'm at Sheri's place now, and it's for the last time i'm going to post on this blog, because my trial time which i had set with Sheri earlier is expired, and i decided to set up my own blog. it's going to be Sheri for you from now on.&lt;br /&gt;she's blogging right after i'm done, says she wants to take over this blog because she doesn't want to waste the effort. She's been passing me information as much as possible, and i've been posting it for her, if you didn't catch what was exchanged in the tagbox thing. [which i feel is a bother and will ask Sheri to set up an account for me. i think the comments thing is enough.]&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to say goodbye, so i'm handing this blog over to Sheri now, bye.&lt;br /&gt;the name's Melanie, by the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-683444534802747660?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/683444534802747660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=683444534802747660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/683444534802747660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/683444534802747660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-8785490812671845556</id><published>2008-08-22T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T03:16:14.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...................</title><content type='html'>for gods sakes.&lt;br /&gt;if you think your life stinks, wait till you see Mine.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not bragging.&lt;br /&gt;think about ___, ________ and ____.&lt;br /&gt;you suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-8785490812671845556?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/8785490812671845556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=8785490812671845556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/8785490812671845556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/8785490812671845556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='...................'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-5843471064616761044</id><published>2008-08-20T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T07:15:23.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Best Friend Number 2...........</title><content type='html'>this one's for you, Kimberly Maxine Pereira, and you better listen up good.&lt;br /&gt;you're a great person. period.&lt;br /&gt;you're nice, kind, and passionate about (insanely) math. you're smart, and alot of people look up to you. you're cool, and my fellow emo. you like to go around saying stupid things which are usually not true, just to make people laugh. you are constantly worried about everyone around you, even if there isn't necessarily a good cause. even though i've only been in your class for about a half year since secondary school, i still remember when we used to do equally stupid things in primary school, as we do now.&lt;br /&gt;so why is it that you allow dickheads that don't know how to spell take over your life?&lt;br /&gt;and assholes who don't know the definition of "goth"?&lt;br /&gt;and even shit heads who don't give a living fish if you live or die?&lt;br /&gt;you're awesome. like i said earlier.&lt;br /&gt;don't be affected by these things. who cares about these people?&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention smarter than them by a million times, especially english. (jesus. 'I'm' becomes 'a'im'. WTF)&lt;br /&gt;but all the reasons i've stated before isn't why we hang out.&lt;br /&gt;it's because you've got a great personality.&lt;br /&gt;and if you're not happy with that, well...&lt;br /&gt;LUMP IT.&lt;br /&gt;i've hanging out with you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[.............................................................. hi everyone. i have nothing to say. so.... haha. bye.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-5843471064616761044?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/5843471064616761044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=5843471064616761044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/5843471064616761044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/5843471064616761044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-my-best-friend-number-2.html' title='For My Best Friend Number 2...........'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-7633912665723999325</id><published>2008-08-20T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T07:32:49.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To You.</title><content type='html'>This is for Wan.&lt;br /&gt;Wan, there's alot i wish you'd be here to do with me. i'm really going to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i know i don't say these things alot, but i really am going to miss you alot. if only i'd knew you earlier, we could have had so much fun doing stupid things after PSLE and we could have gone out and caught more movies.&lt;br /&gt;we could have spent more time together having fun just sitting around and laughing ourselves breathless and choking on our chocolate bars. just sitting around at the playground and badmouthing a few people we both know and agreeing why we think they're the most annoying people ever. more fun together. not telling who.&lt;br /&gt;Chatting over the MSN all the time, or just talking on the phone. sitting next to each other during classes and smsing under the table, and exchanging letters everyday, with me forgetting and you reminding me i owe you (insert number here) letters, obviously. we could have debated in more competitions, and met more amusing people through these competitions, and you could have worn the blue bazer you wanted so much to wear (which is freaking hot to wear, if you must know).&lt;br /&gt;done more "project" stuff at either of our houses, and "studied" more. we could have even met up to study, i'd agree to it if it meant you were staying.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what came over me when i heard you were leaving. it was initially just shock, i suppose. then when it sank in, i just froze. i didn't know what was going through my mind because i don't believe anything describable was. i was just so....... i don't know. i lost all sense of judgement, and i didn't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what to do, and how to even get it out the next day to ask if the informant was just playing some sick demented twisted joke on me, thinking it was funny. but i managed to ask, wishing i hadn't, because when you started crying i was so scared. i was so frightened, and i didn't know what the hell i was supposed to do. the person in their right mind would go and comfort, but i wasn't technically in my right mind. i was so angry, that i had finally found someone i could really relate to, and God had to take her away from me. of all people, he had to take you, Wan, my best ever friend.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't say anything. the best i could do was to guide you away from people, and ask about 15 times in an hour of you wanted me to bring you to the toilet because i thought you wouldn't want others to see you cry. whenever someone asked why or when you were leaving, i'd ask them to shut up. this wasn't always for you, even, it was also because i was scared. i was selfish. and i DIDN'T WANT TO HEAR. i DIDN'T WANT TO BELIEVE, because it was too goddamned PAINFUL for me to EVEN THINK ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;WHY??!!!?!?! when i had finally found you, you had to go.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what to do to help.&lt;br /&gt;how the hell was i supposed to help??&lt;br /&gt;fate needs people to be its scrapegoat, and i guess it chose me and you, Wan. i'm sorry. it may not be my fault, but because i understand and i'm giving up trying to break away from fate, i guess it seems i've joined its side, doesn't it? so on its behalf, i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i don't normally say this, because believe me, whenever i do, something catastrophic usually happens. or maybe it's becaused i'm just embarassed. but this time it's ok, because it's for you, Wan. my best friend whom i've told practically everything in my life to. whom i've shared so much with, and i just want to say that i, for one, and going to miss you with all my heart. i take my friendships very seriously, i'll have eneryone know, and if you're not my friend, i've either never seen you in my life, you are but you don't know it, or you're a shithead. period.&lt;br /&gt;Wan.&lt;br /&gt;our lives have been interwined, and i'll have you be the first one to know, that when you go, this lonely girl from the same boat is definitely going to grieve your absence.&lt;br /&gt;I'M going to MISS YOU, WAN.&lt;br /&gt;YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i know you think that this might be really sudden because hell, i don't behave like it in school, but i want you to know that it's because i don't want to cry too. i'm being "happy" in school because i don't want you to cry, and remind you of anything other than the happy memories that you've had in singapore. because if it really is going to be your last couple of months here, i want them to be happy days.&lt;br /&gt;god. i'm CRYING. what the hell. i'm crying so damned hard i can't see the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;the world just seems to go against us, doesn't it? yes, i think even the angels cry for us.&lt;br /&gt;for you, the girl who has suffered so much hardship.&lt;br /&gt;for you, the girl who has undergone so much abuse.&lt;br /&gt;for you, the girl who has tried so hard and failed.&lt;br /&gt;for you, my BEST FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;for YOU, and YOU alone.&lt;br /&gt;I, SHERI TAN SHU YI, AM GOING TO MISS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry this is all i can do. i'm very sorry. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;and for you, this is the saddest song i sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[..........i never knew you. i'm sorry i didn't. i'm sure you're a great person.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-7633912665723999325?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/7633912665723999325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=7633912665723999325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7633912665723999325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7633912665723999325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-you.html' title='To You.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-4988335397657538511</id><published>2008-08-12T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T03:19:42.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryanette, Accept Your Gender...</title><content type='html'>A convo between Sheri and Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;and you guys are wondering about my hatred toward Ryan?&lt;br /&gt;read and find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;... hello.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;so. the whole you and theon thing is being blown out of proportion.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand how the whole thing came off. if you read Shera's blog, there is a post of our conversation on MSN yesterday. dear me.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;you mean...your blog?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;read it.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;Shera's blog.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;your blog la&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you're beginning to piss everyone around you off.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;*grits teeth*&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;including me.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;INCLUDING ME.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;only you and Theon&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you want a piece of me?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=19LQ2ofk358&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;no, i was listening to the song.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;idiot.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;won't be tasty&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;fuck you. oh wait, i'm strait. i don't fuck girls.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;^^'&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;what a mistake to make.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;straight.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;point taken.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;your spelling.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;the pun was typed too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a girl.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;is 10 times better than yours will ever be.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i have a foot-long.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you're a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;between my legs.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;a son of one&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;BITCH SLUT WHORE.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;sounds like you.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;we're doing a description of my&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;not a self description&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;that comfort me, after Theon just judged me by my religion yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;*comforts&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;erm?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;we're not talking about religion,Sheri.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;or Shera?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;which alter ego are you using today?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;or what?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Bat-Sheri?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Or Spider-Sheri?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;or better yet&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Spiri!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU FUCK HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;THEON WAS JUDGING ME BY MY RELIGION YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a fan of that sex-fetish&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU FUCK HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you are a sick person.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i said i'm not a fan of that sex-fetish&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;then log off.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;you're talking to a 'sick person' here.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you need a psychologist.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;i need to try help you.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;god. no one else will.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;help me?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you ass them off too much.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;stupid thing to do, really.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Sheri,i don't piss those i deem equals,off.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i piss those who have a weaker mind.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;so. you think i have a weaker mind?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you try it then.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you try having your sister ask you to die.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;those that would be manipulated by the Imperius Curse,in Harry Potter,if it were real&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you try it.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;why not.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you try cutting because you have no other way.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you fucking try it.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't cut myself.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;ever.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Because its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you try listening to your mother rant at you for hours&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;I'm more human than everyone in this world.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;because you tried to protect your sister.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you try it.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you try it all.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Listen,Sheri.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;try being pulled back into another stretch of counselling.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;try it, you fucker.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;You only know a fraction of what i went through.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;try it.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you try being shunned by all your friends.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you try it.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;there is no need for profanities.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;my entire gang just ditched me why?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;may times.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;many&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;because i stressed out in front of them .,about my sister.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you try it.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;fucking try it.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;fucking try it, let's see how well yu fare.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;not my sister,but someone like one.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm living.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;SO AM I.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;and i don't cut myself.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;do i look like i like it??!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;and i don't cry.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;and i don't hurt my exterior.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;do i fucking look like i'd rather be alive, you BITCH??!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i move on.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;NO YOU DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;DO I LOOK LIKE I WANT TO BE ALIVE?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;that's why the whole time travel serenity shit came on, yes?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;DO I??!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I'M BEING TREATED LIKE I'M INSANE.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A CRAP HOME,&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;CRAP SOCIAL CRCEL&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;CRAP EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i have a perfect live,Sheri.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;you suffer more than i.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;you win this argument&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;condsider it perfect compared to alot of people around you.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;PERFECT,IS FOR BITCHES.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS IT ME??!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHY??!?!1&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHY THE FUCK IS IT ME??!?!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!!! FUCK IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE,HAS BEEN TORN,MORE TIMES,THAN I DRINK LITRES OF WATER.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Because,you don't know assertion.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T DRINK MUCH WATER, DO YOU??!?!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW DESERTING 'FRIENDS AND FAMILY'.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T KNOW FUCK ABOUT SUFFERING.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I SUFFER.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;WAN SUFFERS.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;MAXINE SUFFERS.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;FAYE SUFFERS.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU??!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;laugh.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;GO ON!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;tell me, what am i supposed to do??!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU FIND MY LIFE RIDICULOUS,DON'T YOU?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I FIND YOUR LYING RIDICULOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;HOW THE FUCK WOULD I KNOW?!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHEN HAVE I EVER LIED?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHY??!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Ok,fin&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;fine&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I'LL TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i lie.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I'LL TELL YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;NO, NO, LET ME TELL YOU, DAMMIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;oh. ok.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;serenity.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;time travel.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Serenity?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;7th month.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Time Travel?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;what's all this fuck??!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;7TH MOTH?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;MONTH?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;moth...&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;wtf, man.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THAT I TOLD YOU WOULD BE DIFFICULT TO BELIEVE!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;IT IS PRETTY DAMN UNBELIEVABLE, SIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;MAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;JEEZ, WAKERE UP ALREADY!!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;*WAKE&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Wakere&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;EVEN I'M NOT THAT SADDED!!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK, MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Sadded?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck,man?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand you&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;you have gone into the depths of incoherence.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;so?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;going to explain anything?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you don't understand anything.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;or are you sobbing so hard now?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING IN THIS WORLD, IS ABOUT ANYONE OTHER THAN YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;I understand enough to know my life.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU CALL THEON SELFISH??!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;WTF, MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU??!?!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with me,&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;is that i loved you.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING!! god, that's just the answer.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;every-fucking thing.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;When i told you i loved you,&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;now i know.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;you lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;i hate that you think that you think you suffer the most in this world.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK THAT!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;THROUGH THIS FUCKING CONVO.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;how i cried, how i sobbed, how i fucking cut after you acted so nochalant.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE ARGUED,THAT IN MY LIFE,IT'S BEEN ALL ROSES&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOUR LIFE HAS NOT BEEN ROSES!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS ALL PEACHY AND FINE.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;but compared to mine. wan's. maxine's. faye's.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;hah. you lose.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you lose.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;That's because,&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;after all this.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;of time.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;you are suffering&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;i cannnot believe you think i was all great.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i have SUFFERED.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;KEY WORD?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;NOTE THE FUCKING PAST TENSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;AND -ED&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;I GOTTEN OVER IT!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;But it still hurts,to know that it happened.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;You UNDERSTAND!?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;and yet you are lying to yourself that everyhting in your life was so damned suicidal worth.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;It fucking,hurts.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;wa?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;didn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;well, i've been hurting since earlier than grade school.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm still hurting now.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;past hurts, present hurts.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;what do i have to fall back on, hmm?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;are you going to make you future hurt too?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;it all depends on what choices i make now.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to fight for the right ones.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;but it's always difficult.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure you understand that.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;you're not fighting hard enough&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT FIGHTING FUCKING HARD ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YUP.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S ALWAYS THE PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ALWAYS ME.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;ME ME ME ME ME ME.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;MY FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;well,hon,&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;MY PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;whose life is it?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;DON'T CALL ME THAT, YOU FUCKER!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;fucker?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;T HAVE THE RIGHT ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;well Sheri&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEVER HAD THE RIGHT TO BEING WITH.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;precisely.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T BEFORE.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DO NOW.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;after all this time.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE I WON'T IN FUTURE.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i waited for this.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT RIGHT NOW, I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;hate me.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;hate me like HER friends.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;hate me like HIS friends!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;go on!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;HAH!!! THERE WE GO AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;hurl off fuckbombs to the guy who survived,why don't you?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;PITY ME, PEOPLE!!! I HAVE ALL MY FRIENDS IN HIS SIDE!!! HER SIDE!!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;PITY ME, PITY ME!!!'&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;PITY ME!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Why the fuck,do you think i'm Ruthless?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;JESUS, RYAN, GROW THE FUCK UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;*Slaps you*&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE NOT RUTHLESS, YOU LYING TO YOURSELF EVEN ABOUT THAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;*BITCH SLAP BACK.*&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU FUCKING NEED THAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Do not.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;fucking tell me,&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;NEITHER DO YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;GROW UP!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;you,of all people.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;GROW THE FUCK UP, RYAN!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;GROW THE FUCK UP!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING GROWN.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEED TO!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;AND I FUCKING DON'T LIKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;and here i am saying you have no sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;you've grown up??!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;this is coming from a guy who said he me travelled.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!! IF YOU'VE GROWN, I'VE LIVED AND DIED!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;EITHER YOU BELIEVE IT OR NOT.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;OH!! HERE COMES TO CALVARY, I HATE YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Looky,Theon's online.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU, RYAN LOH, AND I HOEP YOU KNOW IT FOREVER!!1&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Hope.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;Hope?&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;MINE DIED A LONG TIME AGO.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;all my life,&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;i have been called a liar.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;even when i tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;then people.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;AND SO YOU DUELY ARE.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;they do this.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;THIS CONVERSATION IS OVER.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;AND IT SHOWED ME WHAT A COWARD YOU TRULY ARE.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;AFRAID.&lt;br /&gt;*Air-Guitars like Klavier Gavin*(Ryan Iggy) says:&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry,dude,didn't know it was the truth."&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;TO EVEN GROW THE FUCK UP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-4988335397657538511?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/4988335397657538511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=4988335397657538511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/4988335397657538511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/4988335397657538511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/ryanette-accept-your-gender.html' title='Ryanette, Accept Your Gender...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-2036091400474411993</id><published>2008-08-11T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T06:01:18.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beads.</title><content type='html'>today i went to Wan's house. [not me, as usual T_T]&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, well, my lunch at least, i went to Simei. at Semei, i was waiting around Popular for her to get me so that we could go to her place and study.&lt;br /&gt;before we left, we walked around a bit. apparntly my cramp from Sports day had not healed yet, and Wan didn't notice. so we just dragged around everywhere, and there's this really cool place near the Manga shop Mage on the second floor in East point, and it sells stuff like beads, you know, like a little DIY shop. how is it that these shops aren't doing well? there are pretty things in there like you wouldn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;i bought these 3 huge glass beads in the shape of hearts. it has a black piece in it, with white stripes running across it. there are blue leaves painted on it, and then purple roses imprinted on the glass.&lt;br /&gt;beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;i bought it and went off.&lt;br /&gt;we studies some at Wan's house, math. i taught her the Pythagora's theorem, she apparantly, wasn't listening one single bit in school.&lt;br /&gt;when i got home today, i was really tired.&lt;br /&gt;my medical problems began to act up. i am getting very agitated by this uncomfortable feeling, i might have to see a good doctor for this.&lt;br /&gt;what a bother.&lt;br /&gt;goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-2036091400474411993?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/2036091400474411993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=2036091400474411993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2036091400474411993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2036091400474411993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/beads.html' title='Beads.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-2756937250249235486</id><published>2008-08-10T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T07:34:55.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am A Christian.</title><content type='html'>You will probably be able to guess who is who in this convo.&lt;br /&gt;if you aren't able to, you're dumber than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;a scintillating occurance between 2 people, go on, read it.&lt;br /&gt;of course, any harassment to the other party will be severly punished by Sheri.&lt;br /&gt;she was, after all, who provided me with this conversation record.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, conversations are most well enjoyed with a twist of language, together with a lick of sarcasm and a sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;can i share something?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;sure.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;have you been updated about the lastest conflict&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;why don't you. if you are referring to the item on Ryan's blog, i disapprove.&lt;br /&gt;so, update me.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;item on ryan's blog?&lt;br /&gt;you disapprove?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;the blogpost regarding him becoming a loner and straying from... "the recess table."&lt;br /&gt;that one.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;Which one&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;...i think it is nothing worth arguing over.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;he didn't say that i think........the recess table generally supports him&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;"the recess table" seems to be very biased.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, it seems like you feel the entire world is against your better judgement.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;no they are all good people,who just made the wrong friends&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;I see.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;with people like ryan loh&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;.......he's getting worse and worse&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;i trust you're not friends any longer?&lt;br /&gt;or are you still.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;i am between swearing him to hell in one moment and thinking up of a speech that will redeem him the next&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;.......................... well.....&lt;br /&gt;you seem to be in a predicament.&lt;br /&gt;so, what does your "better judgement" tell you this time?&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;nah.....i'm not.......conflict is a part and parcel of life&lt;br /&gt;like what our prime minister said,"a crisis either breaks or makes a nation.&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;it's true.&lt;br /&gt;even so. avoiding it is always a wise thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;having conflicting emotions is bothersome.&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;agreed.conflict should be avoided&lt;br /&gt;but people like ryan loh,he inflicts him and he makes it happen,all in the name of his greater good mindset&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;the keyword in the quote you used it "or".&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;it is always a 50 50 chance kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe that conflict is a good thing.......&lt;br /&gt;never will&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;of course not.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;ryan does&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;arguments could go both ways.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;.................... haha, ryan has twisted mindsets.&lt;br /&gt;i would have thought you of all people understood that.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;you are totally right........just look at his blogspot crossexamination he is slapping himself in the mouth more than once&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;oh dear me.&lt;br /&gt;is that so.&lt;br /&gt;i need to see that. it is such an amusing discovery.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;myble i should just let him&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's time to make your choice.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;nah........i don't have that ruthlessness steak&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;he sure has a damn load coming out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;leaving him alone with no one to talk to him for some time is a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;why is ryan so fucking bent that my friend is me?&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;you can notice he slaps himself hard and lies lies and lies through his frigging mouth&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;god that pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;this is why i thought publicising her blog was stupid, but no!!! she had to go on tagging it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;annoying.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;shera is you.....even i noticed it but i,unlike,ryan will never see the need to show everyone it's not true&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;even you, huh.&lt;br /&gt;after i just said how annoyed it makes me............&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;there is a chance i am wrong.......but most likely, i am right this time&lt;br /&gt;same music,same tpye of language,same attitude&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;if you believe so, i cannot say anything to change your mindset, can i?&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;just say that you didn't do it&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm providing content, she's typing it for me to see how she likes keeping up a blog.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;and i will believe your word&lt;br /&gt;you are a christian after all&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't quite like posting her life up, so she's trying out posting mine.&lt;br /&gt;is that how you gauge me?&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;christians don't lie, that's why i believe them&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;so that's how you see me.&lt;br /&gt;a christian.&lt;br /&gt;just a christian. now i see.&lt;br /&gt;tch.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;well a moralist myble?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;a loner with her own sets of rules and codes?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;your mind has been made up. i am but another christian.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;that's so new.&lt;br /&gt;A FUCKING LONER.&lt;br /&gt;loner. yeah. thats me.&lt;br /&gt;that's real nice.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;.........hey don't get angry&lt;br /&gt;it's just my impression&lt;br /&gt;nobody said it was the truth&lt;br /&gt;.......if it is otherwise,just say so&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;fucking hell. today is the worst fucking day of my life. even having my sister slap me, wasn't goddamned enough, now i'm a fucking loner. which just pisses me off, but i shall not say anything bad, because i am A FUCKING CHRISTIAN!! yeah!! you know what? i'm a christian, so nevermind, let's just move on anyway, let everyone step on me, i'm fine!! yes, let's just fucking move on.&lt;br /&gt;*translation*fucking hell. today is the worst fucking day of my life. even having my sister slap me, wasn't goddamned enough, now i'm a fucking loner. which just pisses me off, but i shall not say anything bad, because i am A FUCKING CHRISTIAN!! yeah!! you know what? i'm a christian, so nevermind, let's just move on anyway, let everyone step on me, i'm fine!! yes, let's just fucking move on.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;huh you expect me to decode that&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;ouch&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;it's a good thing you won't be able to.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;decoded it&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind&lt;br /&gt;you what.&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a christian.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what you are sheri,a christian,a rebel it keeps changing everyday&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;hah. that wasn't what your true opinion says.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure&lt;br /&gt;i am nothing but a christian, hey?&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;sister runs from home&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a christian.&lt;br /&gt;get pulled back into another stretch of counselling.&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;that's alright.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a christian.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be able to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;and what else.&lt;br /&gt;had multiple dreams of sister comitting suicide.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a christian, i'll cope, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;just hold the bible, Sheri, it'll help!!!&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;i cant' do anything&lt;br /&gt;can i?&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT CAN YOU DO??! NO, THE FUCKING QEUSTION IS WHAT WILL YOU DO, THEON??!?!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DO??!&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;forget it. i'll deal with it all later. my sole reason to be here still applies anyway. we're here to talk about your problems. why don't you tell me how this latest spat came about?&lt;br /&gt;i'll deal with it allll later.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing i need to tell you about&lt;br /&gt;Your problems are bigger&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;oh no. never say that. besides, i have the bible.&lt;br /&gt;so!!&lt;br /&gt;do tell. i am most interested in your current predicaments.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;not really,i have no problems&lt;br /&gt;it's the least i can do for your sake&lt;br /&gt;do accept it and ask friends wiser than this person who is talking to you now&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;ryan seems to be the biggest problem on your mind now.&lt;br /&gt;what happened.&lt;br /&gt;did you two had a quarrel over who was with more common sense or something.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;no it's deeper than that&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;tell. i want to know.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;apparently ryna loh went to tell the girl i really liked to prevent me from winning a competition&lt;br /&gt;i hope it wasn't meant to be assasination,cause it would be a really suckie way to die&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;..........................................&lt;br /&gt;do you mean _____?&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;i need to go already........my dad's waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;you go first.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;sry okay i have obligations&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't have any, i suppose?&lt;br /&gt;go on.&lt;br /&gt;hang up first.&lt;br /&gt;you need to, after all.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;…………………&lt;br /&gt;so!! i have the rare opportunity to hang up first??&lt;br /&gt;my. this is one of the first times.&lt;br /&gt;hah!! i guess i should go. not that you would probably give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E.O.N protagonist of a realm of broken dreams says:&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;you can be quite sure i am sorry&lt;br /&gt;hiddensecretsparkle@yahoo.com (E-mail Address Not Verified) says:&lt;br /&gt;mm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, deary me. what a long post.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye everyone, note that this convesation was taken with permission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-2756937250249235486?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/2756937250249235486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=2756937250249235486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2756937250249235486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2756937250249235486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-christian.html' title='I Am A Christian.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-8640304393500696249</id><published>2008-08-08T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:52:24.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day</title><content type='html'>yesterday was my sports day.&lt;br /&gt;i ran for 4 by 100 metre sprint, but came in forth. crap.&lt;br /&gt;Wan went for the Telematch thing, but in the end the trophy was accidentally given to another team which did worse than ours. WTF, man.&lt;br /&gt;either way, i fought for Wan's trophy cause it was her first one since she came to singapore, which meant it was pretty cruel to know she'd won it, but didn't get it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;it's all the student counsellor's fault, they screwed up the stinkin' timing.&lt;br /&gt;geez. so much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Than RYAN [the agent of EVIL] called and said that he wanted to come over to the east with his girlfriend to meet me. in the end, itold them could come at 3.&lt;br /&gt;thank you Mel, for giving me a lift home.&lt;br /&gt;and i waited for Ryan and his girl to come over and to call me.&lt;br /&gt;waited...&lt;br /&gt;waited.&lt;br /&gt;till 3. imagine, sports day, and i haven't eaten my lunch till 3.&lt;br /&gt;and then he sent me an sms to tell me that he wasn't going to come due to "time constrants".&lt;br /&gt;don't know if it was true, or he was just being a lazy bugger.&lt;br /&gt;but obviously, i was still pretty pissed. lunchless till 3. WTF, man. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;after that, watched TV, ate beef noodles, and slept till 7 or something. yep. it was how tired i was.&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, i was sleepless that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[And you wonder why i Don't Like You, Ryan?? You WONDER??]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-8640304393500696249?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/8640304393500696249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=8640304393500696249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/8640304393500696249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/8640304393500696249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-723328158547471447</id><published>2008-08-07T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T05:18:55.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Management Games are FUN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.girlsgogames.com/game/Beauty-Resort.html"&gt;http://www.girlsgogames.com/game/Beauty-Resort.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a game where you manage a beauty resort. duh.&lt;br /&gt;the levels get more and more difficult. for girls who like girly games only.&lt;br /&gt;haha. Shera here. Sheri plays games like these from time to time. i love them, they're really fun =]&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and there are others where you have to manage a hair salon and a kindergarten  or a bakery ^^ v. fun ^^&lt;br /&gt;Wan pulled out of the speech contest. so Sheri has to stand in for her, is what i heard. apparantly Wan feels very distracted, and that none of the SAC girls have what she imagines is creativity except for a select few.&lt;br /&gt;true true.&lt;br /&gt;you're all so unoriginal.&lt;br /&gt;kidding XD lol.&lt;br /&gt;either way. oo-er.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to type now. i think i should just go read some manga or something.&lt;br /&gt;Hana Kimi anyone? ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-723328158547471447?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/723328158547471447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=723328158547471447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/723328158547471447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/723328158547471447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/management-games-are-fun.html' title='Management Games are FUN.'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-9034873989991675607</id><published>2008-08-07T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T01:39:39.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-ture...</title><content type='html'>yes, i did change my display picture.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it seems someone in my tagbox is beginning to doubt my identity. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;moreover, someone i dislike. Ryan, you know it's you.&lt;br /&gt;whoops. told the world.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;an Inane person like you [btw, this si what inane means: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/inane"&gt;http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/inane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third meaning from the bottom]&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't assume you know everything. so what if we share an email and a password? you have issues, sir, and i don't intend to address them for fear of clogging up my system.&lt;br /&gt;yes. the laptop is ANCIENT.&lt;br /&gt;so there. i've said it.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan... I DISLIKE YOU. A FUCK LOT.&lt;br /&gt;good day, sir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-9034873989991675607?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/9034873989991675607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=9034873989991675607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/9034873989991675607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/9034873989991675607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/peek-ture.html' title='Peek-ture...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-1768483183389469903</id><published>2008-08-05T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T04:34:25.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clam Chowder Soup...</title><content type='html'>CA week!!&lt;br /&gt;Today i finished my History and Math paper, and before that, my english and Chinese. [still blogging for Sheri here, i think i'll continue blogging for her, honestly it lets me in on all the crap going on in your classes =]&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll do alright for my English. it's a good subject of mine because Mr Pritchard makes it fun.&lt;br /&gt;My Chinese? pahahaha. it'd be a miracle if i got anything more than 30%.&lt;br /&gt;hmm... Math. i hope i'll do ok, but i missed questions. I only have chances to win 28 points out of 35. Not Good.&lt;br /&gt;And that leaves History, which i'm quite confident i'll pass, so i'll just let that rest for now.&lt;br /&gt;And my secret weapon to actually be able to gloat about something that i might do well for comes tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;LITERATURE!!!!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it's the 7th month now.&lt;br /&gt;oooooh. scary. i swear i heard someone laugh behind me, something like... oo-er... "HAHAHAHA!!!"&lt;br /&gt;oh no. no, that was just me.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, who came up with this nonsense of the 7th month? wondering why is the 7th month on the 8th month anyways?? well, that's according to the Chinese calander. there. you just earned a knowledge point. this is like Sims portable or something.&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading the manga for Hana Kimi now. it's actually very cute, but i'm not sure about watching the show. maybe i'll borrow it to watch from someone if they are willing to loan me the CDs, but i dunno. whatever, i guess. i can live with the Manga.&lt;br /&gt;either way... i'm going to get back to doing it now. and eating clam chowder soup, which happens to be my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[well. honestly. good luck to everyone for their CA exams, even if it is a little late. and i understand someone named Carissa has just had her birthday? Happy birthday Carissa!! worrk hard for your tests or exams or whatever, people!! good luck ^^]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-1768483183389469903?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/1768483183389469903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=1768483183389469903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1768483183389469903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1768483183389469903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/clam-chowder-soup.html' title='Clam Chowder Soup...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-1623629985563681923</id><published>2008-08-03T06:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T07:12:59.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Not...</title><content type='html'>Like i have said in the tagbox if you figure out how to scroll down...&lt;br /&gt;let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not Sheri, but i'm her friend. and she's helping me to set up a blog because she thinks i should know how to do it myself by now and is irritated because i don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;so she's supplying the content for now, and i'm using it to try out how i like having a blog.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted me to type this because she didn't want to type it out on her blog, she's giving me all the work. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeung Wan: Sheri says you are really funny in a retarded way, and that you're wierd in a good way. interesting personality, and that you're her best friend. she just doesn't say it like that cause she's embarassed, something she will boil me in a pot of seawater later on for saying.&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly: Sheri says you should cheer up, or at least try. and.. er... don't let those fucked up losers get in the way of your sparkling life =) and that you can have Sephiroth and Vincent, but try to share Kain if possible. i have no idea what she's talking about, anime character ownership.about some of those things =)&lt;br /&gt;Syafiqah: Sheri says that you're a great friend, and you and Kimberly are her best friends also. and if you need any help with your... oo-er... delimma, you can ask her. even if she's clueless&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: Sheri says [to the one who sits next to her] that you're really nice. and that you let her sleep, eat, and sms in class, so she likes sitting next to you alot.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Sheri says you're ok and stuff. Personally, i think you're an asshole sometimes, but at least you make the minimum amount of sense. and your blog is really fun to read. sorry i called you an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;Theon: Sheri says you're ignoring her. she's trying to be ignorant about it, but i know her well enough to see that she's getting really frustrated. so quit it. oh. you're also an asshole sometimes. sorry i called you that.&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Qing: Sheri says she's your father. she wanted to say some more, but i got really disturbed, so i asked her to stop...&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: ...then Sheri sais that you were her wife. then i asked her to shut up, but not before she managed to sputter out about the Wan girl being Fatima, her mistress. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle: Sheri said that you're really cool with her. and she said you were the mudskipper. and she's the marmadillo [which i am not even sure exists] and Wan being the playtapus O.o no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me flip to the next page. i can't believe she wrote this down. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: Sheri says YOU'RE THE ASSHOLE!!! =D [personally speaking... how rude.]&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine: Sheri says you're very fun to hang out with. and that you, Cheryl, ZhiQing, Kimberly, Kimberly goh, Marilyn and Nedra go to the cafe everyday. and she always buys the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn: Sheri says you crack really lame jokes that make her laugh when shes sad, so that's good. yay. and she thinks you're a cool person. and that you always sit together with the "Cafe Crew".&lt;br /&gt;Nedra: Sheri says that you can get really agitated with people not co-operating, but you're responsible and can take on alot of respontibilities. like homework, CCA, prefects, SOS, Racial harmony Day...&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly goh: Sheri says you call her a homo, which made her laugh alot, and you're comic relief in the class with a girl named Jeanette or something.&lt;br /&gt;Jeanette: Sheri says you're an airhead at times, but don't worry. we all have our moments. haha. no she also said that you can be very fun to hang around with.&lt;br /&gt;Intan: Sheri says she isn't that close to you, but she hopes you'll be great friends with her. and that she owes you a letter or you owe her a letter. so cancel the letter debt and she will write you one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. that was long. man, i dislike Sheri for having so many people to thank.&lt;br /&gt;either way. i'm still posting as Sheri, so here we go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-1623629985563681923?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/1623629985563681923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=1623629985563681923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1623629985563681923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1623629985563681923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-not.html' title='I Am Not...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-1511291529452175781</id><published>2008-08-03T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T02:10:01.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Team 7...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w294/neva94/?action=view&amp;amp;current=normal_kakashi-naruto-sakura-sasuke.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="naruto" src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w294/neva94/normal_kakashi-naruto-sakura-sasuke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... honestly, am i the only one in thinking Sakura shouldn't be down there?&lt;br /&gt;...whatever...&lt;br /&gt;this is for Team &amp;amp; Naruto fans out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-1511291529452175781?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/1511291529452175781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=1511291529452175781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1511291529452175781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/1511291529452175781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-team-7.html' title='It&apos;s Team 7...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-2102064009211769626</id><published>2008-08-03T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T02:06:12.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter...??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w294/neva94/?action=view&amp;amp;current=NejiTenTen3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="neji and ten ten" src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w294/neva94/NejiTenTen3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't that adorable. they look so cute and happy and loving...&lt;br /&gt;... so... er...&lt;br /&gt;now... if only it were real.&lt;br /&gt;jeez, Singapore doesn't even have winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-2102064009211769626?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/2102064009211769626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=2102064009211769626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2102064009211769626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2102064009211769626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/neji.html' title='Winter...??'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-8701472266733975911</id><published>2008-08-02T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:55:00.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutting Slack...</title><content type='html'>Ok, my sister has really gone too far. she is being such a whore.&lt;br /&gt;she just came back, saying, "cut me some slack, won't hurt right??"&lt;br /&gt;and i went, "cut you some slack?? pfft." [insert snort here]&lt;br /&gt;she looked at me, "what the hell is wrong with you??! i'm not even talking to you!!"&lt;br /&gt;i retorted, "some slack??! SOME SLACK??!"&lt;br /&gt;and she replied, "hey, i'm your older sister, can be more respectful not??"&lt;br /&gt;i said, "oh. the disrespectfulness? got it from you."&lt;br /&gt;and she said some things which i will not type and made a symbol which i will not post bacause it was vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;cut me some slack.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;[insert chuckle and mad laughter]&lt;br /&gt;and here i am saying you have no sense of humour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-8701472266733975911?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/8701472266733975911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=8701472266733975911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/8701472266733975911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/8701472266733975911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/cutting-slack.html' title='Cutting Slack...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-4304988010594009155</id><published>2008-08-02T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:40:52.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicidal Nightmares...</title><content type='html'>It's slightly unnerving whenever you get a dream about someone close to you dying of possible suicide.&lt;br /&gt;i had dreams like that everyday for weeks, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me and my family were rather happily walking through my older sister's polytechnic building for her graduation. a student came up to us and asked if we were her family. we nodded yes, and he brought us to the glass room, which he said was located on the roof.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the glassroom seemed to be something like a green house, you know, where they take care of plants. i wondered how often they watered the plants, they looked so fresh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;soon, i was bored with hearing long latin names of flowers i knew i would forget. as such, i went outside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever the adventurous one, i ventured toward the edge of the roof.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i sat down, and looked over the railing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 storeys down, my sister's splattered remains stained across the cold concrete floor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tears escaped my control. i began to cry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i turned around, all the fresh green i saw in the green house was withered and brown, dying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way. this was one of the milder ones. but i have still woken up with jolts since last week.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it stops soon. it is really beginning to annoy me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-4304988010594009155?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/4304988010594009155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=4304988010594009155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/4304988010594009155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/4304988010594009155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/suicidal-nightmares.html' title='Suicidal Nightmares...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-7700593291009637709</id><published>2008-08-02T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T05:40:49.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Secrets......... Shush, for they will not keep silent on their own...</title><content type='html'>My head is full of secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Secrets that I share with no one.&lt;br /&gt;These demons that control me.&lt;br /&gt;Why won't they let me go?&lt;br /&gt;I never did anything to hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me be I scream to the cold darkness that has become my life.&lt;br /&gt;Why, Why, Why.&lt;br /&gt;I sit and cry.&lt;br /&gt;My tears sting my cheeks, and stain my clothes with all my pain.&lt;br /&gt;Yet the stain is fading and there's no one who notices.&lt;br /&gt;No one to help me wash my sorrows away.&lt;br /&gt;No one to grasp my hand to lead me to a happier place.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;Or where I'm suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm by myself, in a cold dark place.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to save me.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;These are my secrets...&lt;br /&gt;Shush, for they will not keep silent on their own...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-7700593291009637709?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/7700593291009637709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=7700593291009637709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7700593291009637709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/7700593291009637709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-secrets-shush-for-they-will-not-keep.html' title='My Secrets......... Shush, for they will not keep silent on their own...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-6851902819465140426</id><published>2008-08-02T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T05:35:47.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Bet You're Cheaper...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="How much am I worth?" href="http://www.humanforsale.com/"&gt;&lt;img title="How much are you worth?" height="150" src="http://www.humanforsale.com/images/stamps2/2816.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HumanForSale.com - &lt;a title="Free Survey" href="http://www.humanforsale.com/"&gt;Free Survey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTc2NzcxMDc*ODMmcHQ9MTIxNzY3NzQzNTAxNCZwPTEwOTE5MSZkPUhGUyZuPSZnPTE=.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. like damn pissing hey.&lt;br /&gt;this girl in my class is in my dance project group, then we all cracked out brains over the steps. she didn't even help aside from bringing 2 long yellow ribbons (which i must admit, enabled me and her to help waste a damn good 3 bars), and then just cause she's a girl who came from china, she thinks she has the right to change everything.&lt;br /&gt;she even managed to belt out the, "i think it will look nicer this way."&lt;br /&gt;i swear, at the time, i felt very much like slapping her till her face wore off, and trust me, i was the most composed one in the group. just freaking imagine what the others were like, can.&lt;br /&gt;my god.&lt;br /&gt;then after that my sis like dunno go where than my other sis had rehearsals for SOS. i had to stay at home, i guess. what to do, right. i played computer, watch TV, this kind of Wu Liao crap lah. plus after that, i studdy my standard 3 hours, ok, so kids out there who are saying i'm not serious about my studies enough, i dare you to repeat kay.&lt;br /&gt;my mother forcing me to study. since got no choice but to go by her regime or she won't give me allowance, in the end i decided to actually study. what's the point of pretending, you waste time, somemore waste opportunity to actually learn.&lt;br /&gt;sighs, good thing anyways, next week common test week. whatever. bring it on sial. set to fail here. then chiong for final exams :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-6851902819465140426?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/6851902819465140426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=6851902819465140426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/6851902819465140426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/6851902819465140426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/humanforsale.html' title='I Bet You&apos;re Cheaper...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-8911457272715680012</id><published>2008-08-02T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T03:21:49.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ex-Cuse Me...</title><content type='html'>Isn't that the point of the ex?&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of making me your self proclaimed ex girlfriend is you're going to send hints you still want me back after we've supposedly broke up?&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is this??&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to play mind games?&lt;br /&gt;Don't shit with me, take me seriously. I don't do mind games.&lt;br /&gt;You fucked up shit, get real.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why i have you on my contacts list.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why i count on you for help i know you won't give.&lt;br /&gt;You phony shit.&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend you're in my line of work.&lt;br /&gt;You bring me SHAME to my standing.&lt;br /&gt;You are a disgrace to this profession, and if you have ANY respect for what i do, you will stop pretending you do it.&lt;br /&gt;Stop.&lt;br /&gt;You're simply embarassing yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-8911457272715680012?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/8911457272715680012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=8911457272715680012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/8911457272715680012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/8911457272715680012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/ex-cuse-me_02.html' title='Ex-Cuse Me...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1854005210069072537.post-2842593718334600789</id><published>2008-08-01T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T02:10:59.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech-ing Finalist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Life is 100% Off Track&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoulivingthewronglifequiz/life-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so you probably are living the wrong life. But the good news is, you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ultimately control how good or bad your life is - and it's time to get to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get therapy, dump your significant other, or move across the country. It's time to shake things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/areyoulivingthewronglifequiz/"&gt;Are You Living The Wrong Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Part of You That No One Sees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnooneseesquiz/black.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are aloof, mysterious, and distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People feel like they really don't know the true you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet they're still drawn to you, almost by magnetic force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath it all, you don't even really feel like you know yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to put on a front than really think about your life's purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to seem pretentious, but it's just a mechanism you use to push people away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnooneseesquiz/"&gt;What's the Part of You That No One Sees?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Taste in Chocolate Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thechocolateoracle/chocolate.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sweet, mellow, and easily satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like anything too intense and dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you're a kid at heart... and you're nostalgic for the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down to earth and lovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend, you're very tolerant and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, your friends' biggest problem is that they don't like each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being by yourself and thinking. Developing your own theories and ideas is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel lost when you're forced to be social. Being with other people can be lonely for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thechocolateoracle/"&gt;The Chocolate Oracle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Gemstone is Aquamarine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatgemstoneareyouquiz/aquamarine.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intuitive, tranquil, and trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You inspire others to have faith in themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgemstoneareyouquiz/"&gt;What Gemstone Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 16% Girly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/girly-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... you're a guy, right? If not, you're the most boyish girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;And for you, that's probably the ultimate compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Girly Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Were Naughty This Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/wereyouanaughtygirlornicegirlthisyearquiz/naughty.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were 80% Naughty, 20% Nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not have been good this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you sure had a really good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing from Santa could top that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wereyouanaughtygirlornicegirlthisyearquiz/"&gt;Were You a Naughty Girl or Nice Girl this Year?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Scored an A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theitsitstheretheirtheyrequiz/a.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got 10/10 questions correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty obvious that you don't make basic grammatical errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, you're annoyed when people make simple mistakes on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as people with bad grammar go, you know they're only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's humanity and its current condition that truly disturb you sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theitsitstheretheirtheyrequiz/"&gt;The It's Its There Their They're Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 40% Extrovert, 60% Introvert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouanextrovertorintrovertquiz/middle.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit outgoing, a bit reserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most people, you enjoy being social&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also value the time you have alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have struck a good balance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanextrovertorintrovertquiz/"&gt;Are You An Extrovert or An Introvert?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Psyche is Blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolorisyourpsychequiz/blue.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply emotional and very connected to everything (and everyone) around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By simply understanding other people, you are able to help them heal and let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are a very deep and thoughtful person, you do have a very silly, superficial side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are too blue: the weight of the world's problems hangs over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you don't have enough blue: you lack perspective and understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourpsychequiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Psyche?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Realist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/realist.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to romance, you tend to take a realistic approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that love takes time, and it's something you have to work hard for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit cynical, over the top romance tends to get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is difficult to win ... but it's totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouromanticorrealisticquiz/"&gt;Are You Romantic or Realistic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i had started an account on Quizilla in Secondary 1, i enjoyed taking other's quizes. Some were great, others were not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These were some of the quizzes that i felt would be interesting enough to take. The quizzes were taken from Blogthings.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, i went for a speech competition. the title of my speech is Heroes and People with Strength. i spoke about how there was no such things as heroes, because in this time and day, a hero was equivalent to a constant. and it is precisely due to this that there is no such thing as a hero. nothing in this world is a constant, before, i had quoted 3 people, Hilary Clinton, Michael Jordan and Barack Obama. what makes them so different from us if what i had said is just true? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emotional, psychological strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For example, Hilary Clinton's husband had cheated on her and had an affair with a lady working under him in the White House, but she was able to stand up for him, and even fight for his presidency, and is currently proving she can fight for her own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Michael Jordan's early basketball life was not easy. but somehow, he found the perseverance and determination to continue, and the drive to strive for what he believed was important to him, which was at the time, a basketball related career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And about Barack Obama, he knew his fight wasn't going to be a breeze, he knew it was going to be tough and hard. he knew people were going to discrmiminate him, and hate him for running for presidency in a "white" country because he was a black. but he did it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These people have a point to prove. and perhaps that's all we need now. not heroes, but people with strength. since a hero needs to do the right thing, in the right way, at the right time, and in the right place which is something which we are not capable of since we are obviously not perfect, what we should do right now is to make a difference, one step at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who knows. maybe some day we can be viewd as the next generation's line of heroes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well. What do you know, i made it through to the next round, the finals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Basically, the finals are impromptu speeches, with 15 minutes to prepare, you are given 2 topics to choose from. the topics were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) A weed is just a flower growing in the wrong place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) Habits are the best of a servant and the worst of a master&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I decided to pick the second topic. i linked it to maids and employers in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh dear. I need to go very badly. perhaps i shall continue on the finals another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For now, i need to take care of something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1854005210069072537-2842593718334600789?l=vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/feeds/2842593718334600789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1854005210069072537&amp;postID=2842593718334600789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2842593718334600789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1854005210069072537/posts/default/2842593718334600789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vodka-and-tequila.blogspot.com/2008/08/ex-cuse-me.html' title='Speech-ing Finalist...'/><author><name>Shera Lee Layryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
