<?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-143786693029730853</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:46:36.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how did we get here?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-8394792275729937002</id><published>2009-03-19T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T05:48:23.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>byeby blogger.</title><content type='html'>i moved :D byebyebyebyebyebyebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-8394792275729937002?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/8394792275729937002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=8394792275729937002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8394792275729937002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8394792275729937002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/03/byeby-blogger.html' title='byeby blogger.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-7037494768899320200</id><published>2009-03-18T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:12:11.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm killing them all on my own little mission.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/ScHF-Ge_UkI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ZeGvfLRSw9Q/s1600-h/s182005207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/ScHF-Ge_UkI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ZeGvfLRSw9Q/s200/s182005207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314746705957048898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yawww. boys before flowers drama is killing me. raaaaaaaaawwwrrr. this drama is the best I've ever watched I think..... cause all the guys are like WHOO. I'm not gonna watch anymore dramas cause it's so torturing. there's always so many episodes and you're like going omgomgomg. can't wait for school to start again. wheeee. oh no. but art homework. shizzzz. SAVE MEEEEE. I'm hungry. btw. I'm not crazy okay. I just find them so handsome. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-7037494768899320200?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/7037494768899320200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=7037494768899320200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/7037494768899320200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/7037494768899320200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-killing-them-all-on-my-own-little.html' title='I&apos;m killing them all on my own little mission.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/ScHF-Ge_UkI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ZeGvfLRSw9Q/s72-c/s182005207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-241390535330987979</id><published>2009-03-18T00:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:11:10.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gu Junpyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/ScCd7CaaqjI/AAAAAAAAAr0/VyPVG8xFkpA/s1600-h/lee+minho.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/ScCd7CaaqjI/AAAAAAAAAr0/VyPVG8xFkpA/s200/lee+minho.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314421197882698290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/ScCd62yv6_I/AAAAAAAAArs/xCjS_DlIgJw/s1600-h/kimbeom2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/ScCd62yv6_I/AAAAAAAAArs/xCjS_DlIgJw/s200/kimbeom2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314421194763529202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/ScCd6iweFwI/AAAAAAAAArk/t0ca_fpWOD4/s1600-h/kimbeom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/ScCd6iweFwI/AAAAAAAAArk/t0ca_fpWOD4/s200/kimbeom.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314421189385262850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. so hot :) go watch boys before flowers. MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHH omg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-241390535330987979?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/241390535330987979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=241390535330987979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/241390535330987979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/241390535330987979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/03/gu-junpyo.html' title='Gu Junpyo'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/ScCd7CaaqjI/AAAAAAAAAr0/VyPVG8xFkpA/s72-c/lee+minho.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-2135748775979284454</id><published>2009-03-15T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:44:21.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey ho lez go</title><content type='html'>hihihihihi. I woke up late today :( and had to rush rush rush but I didn't mind being late for school today. nothing happened though. plus I had hazel and eunice to accompany me =.= to the toilet. zzz. the feeling was hell. and I can't wait for studying tmr. :) I miss mac's. though I just went mac today. but ice milo wasn't satisfying. and I still have 2 layouts and 10 MORE drawings to do =.= I hate development of art. but thank god I went to the library and found some inspirations? hur. I love school :) hazel ar! jio me out during march hols ar! lub you deep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-2135748775979284454?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/2135748775979284454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=2135748775979284454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2135748775979284454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2135748775979284454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-ho-lez-go.html' title='hey ho lez go'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-9095068129236338391</id><published>2009-03-14T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T18:40:11.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not me, it's you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-YrWGCoWwyQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-YrWGCoWwyQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt you cause I don't think it's a virtue&lt;br /&gt;But you and I have come to our end&lt;br /&gt;Believe me when I tell you that I never wanna see you again&lt;br /&gt;And please can you stop calling cause it's getting really boring&lt;br /&gt;And I've told you I don't want to be friends&lt;br /&gt;Believe me when I tell you that I never wanna see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How on earth could I be any more obvious?&lt;br /&gt;It never really did and now it's never gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;with the two of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I don't understand what it is that you're chasing after&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me really sad to hear you sound so desperate&lt;br /&gt;It just makes it harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see how it's confusing -- it could be considered using&lt;br /&gt;When I call you up straight out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;But I don't understand what else a girl in my position's to do&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you feel betrayed but it's been weeks since I got laid&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean that I don't think you're a fool&lt;br /&gt;But I don't understand what else a girl in my position's to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How on earth&lt;br /&gt;could I be any more obvious?&lt;br /&gt;It never really did&lt;br /&gt;and now it's never gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;with the two of us&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;what it is that you're chasing after&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me really sad&lt;br /&gt;to hear you sound so desperate&lt;br /&gt;It just makes it harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's rather ugly&lt;br /&gt;cause I know that you still love me&lt;br /&gt;And this isn't any kind of excuse&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you, I don't love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How on earth could I be any more obvious?&lt;br /&gt;It never really did and now it's never gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;with the two of us&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand what it is that you're chasing after&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me really sad to hear you sound so desperate&lt;br /&gt;It just makes it harder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-9095068129236338391?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/9095068129236338391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=9095068129236338391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/9095068129236338391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/9095068129236338391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-wanna-hurt-you-cause-i-dont.html' title='It&apos;s not me, it&apos;s you'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1981496667710035073</id><published>2009-03-11T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:34:22.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when I'm alone I feel so much better, and when I'm around you, I don't feel -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whoa, I never meant to brag&lt;br /&gt;But I got him where I want him now.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, it was never my intention to brag.&lt;br /&gt;Just steal it all away from you now.&lt;br /&gt;But God does it feel so good, &lt;br /&gt;Cause I got him where I want him now.&lt;br /&gt;And if you could then you know you would.&lt;br /&gt;Cause God it just feels so, &lt;br /&gt;It just feels so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change.&lt;br /&gt;Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry honey, but I'm passin' up, now look this way.&lt;br /&gt;Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you.&lt;br /&gt;Looking as innocent as possible to get to who, &lt;br /&gt;They want and what they like it's easy if you do it right.&lt;br /&gt;Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;watch one of my wildest dreams come true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not one of them involving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I'm getting my results later :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1981496667710035073?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1981496667710035073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1981496667710035073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1981496667710035073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1981496667710035073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-im-alone-i-feel-so-much-better-and.html' title='when I&apos;m alone I feel so much better, and when I&apos;m around you, I don&apos;t feel -'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-5001567046379281958</id><published>2009-03-11T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T06:47:02.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unbeautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;                                                          feel the love(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfAq43GHLI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qTS5e0_gv9c/s1600-h/1_239467738l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfAq43GHLI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qTS5e0_gv9c/s200/1_239467738l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311926128557300914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfAPJrpyhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/IjuqBQwbpvI/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfAPJrpyhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/IjuqBQwbpvI/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311925652036373010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfABZuwulI/AAAAAAAAAqk/w1My_llUs6k/s1600-h/DSC06723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfABZuwulI/AAAAAAAAAqk/w1My_llUs6k/s200/DSC06723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311925415826209362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/Sbe_J3o7kiI/AAAAAAAAAqc/PWig61CMmCg/s1600-h/DSC06754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/Sbe_J3o7kiI/AAAAAAAAAqc/PWig61CMmCg/s200/DSC06754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311924461782143522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/Sbe_JpaicDI/AAAAAAAAAqU/p8uUfUvi7Wc/s1600-h/DSC06755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/Sbe_JpaicDI/AAAAAAAAAqU/p8uUfUvi7Wc/s200/DSC06755.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311924457963679794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/Sbe_JSSvCUI/AAAAAAAAAqM/fTIFH8UgzPI/s1600-h/DSC06753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/Sbe_JSSvCUI/AAAAAAAAAqM/fTIFH8UgzPI/s200/DSC06753.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311924451756935490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/Sbe_JZx6HfI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Qj6_gnckNYs/s1600-h/DSC06751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/Sbe_JZx6HfI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Qj6_gnckNYs/s200/DSC06751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311924453766733298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/Sbe_JKHNX-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/1hWWr4LyHVk/s1600-h/DSC06720_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/Sbe_JKHNX-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/1hWWr4LyHVk/s200/DSC06720_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311924449561108450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day at school again :DD especially with HAP :) &lt;div 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title='unbeautiful'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfAq43GHLI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qTS5e0_gv9c/s72-c/1_239467738l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-5605907392506086016</id><published>2009-03-08T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T06:28:34.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>comparisons are easily done once you've had a taste of perfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbPFTARATII/AAAAAAAAAp0/AjmbXVtZTWM/s1600-h/hyun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbPFTARATII/AAAAAAAAAp0/AjmbXVtZTWM/s200/hyun.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310805315879455874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg he's so cute right?!?!?! I've just finished &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Snow Queen&lt;/span&gt; korean drama. such a sad ending :( but it's alrightyyy. the guy's handsome. more handsome than jerry yan. jerry yan is super ugly and haggard now. aww right. and finally, I finished my art assignment. yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway you bunch of bitches, shut up and stop complaining. all you guys do is to only complain and complain and complain shut your damn mouths and go to hell.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-5605907392506086016?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/5605907392506086016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=5605907392506086016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/5605907392506086016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/5605907392506086016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/03/comparisons-are-easily-done-once-youve.html' title='comparisons are easily done once you&apos;ve had a taste of perfection'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbPFTARATII/AAAAAAAAAp0/AjmbXVtZTWM/s72-c/hyun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1665076474401266302</id><published>2009-03-07T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T06:20:45.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>he melts to ground &amp; pulls out a ring and said -</title><content type='html'>hihihihihihihihihihhihihihihihi hello. &lt;div&gt;CAMP WAS..................... I don't know. harharhar okay fun PLUS boring. I hated the toilets. I hated the dirty pillows and the full of ants bedsheets. I hated the bedbuggy bed. I also hated the hothot weather. oh, and I fell down a drain x_x I thought it was a black covering over the drain and it was in the night, sooo don't blame me for being blur okay! bleah. one of my leg stepped into the drain and I tripped and fell onto the road(but rougher) kinda floor. and I was like whooooooooo. I was bleeding man x_x and my other leg had scratches. sad. I did the high elements on the last day. it was soooo scary, but super duper fun. I was trembling on the top and when I free fell, I screamed. =.= my whole heart dropped okay. and my instructor laughed at me for being so.... I don't know :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! study with gabriel :) though it was kinda tiring, a little difficult to understand chem, but still alright I guess. but I'm sooo tired(still) due to camp. I think. bleah. I ate alot today. so bored. I'm photoless these few days. I still have to complete 6/7 drawings! and 2 layouts for art assignment. I'm dyingggg. cause I've got no ideas on what to design. it's like those kinda designs like.... victorian ornamentations. zzz. so, I'm gonna sleepp. &lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1665076474401266302?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1665076474401266302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1665076474401266302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1665076474401266302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1665076474401266302'/><link rel='alternate' 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to get my new uniform tmr and my nametags. wheeee. :) so bored. :( &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-3304390719942959356?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/3304390719942959356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=3304390719942959356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3304390719942959356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3304390719942959356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-thought-of-being-erased-baby.html' title='I hate the thought of being erased, baby that&apos;s the best of me.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-8523002465076798107</id><published>2009-02-23T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:32:02.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-8523002465076798107?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/8523002465076798107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=8523002465076798107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8523002465076798107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8523002465076798107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-3358140883286152733</id><published>2009-02-23T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:32:28.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're not the one.</title><content type='html'>haha, attention from guys? _l_ look at yourself in the mirror before you say anything about others k? bitch.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-3358140883286152733?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/3358140883286152733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=3358140883286152733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3358140883286152733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3358140883286152733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-youre-not-one.html' title='If you&apos;re not the one.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-3437608876801630442</id><published>2009-02-15T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T05:14:47.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just a little girl lost in the moment, I'm so scared but I don't show it. bam dee dum, da dum dee dum.</title><content type='html'>hihiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. school's tmr, again =.= I wanna sleeeeeeeeeep. and I wanna studyyyyyyyyyyy. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; not fun anymore, and I can't seem to blog properly. RAAWWRRREHHH. nehneh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-3437608876801630442?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/3437608876801630442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=3437608876801630442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3437608876801630442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3437608876801630442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-just-little-girl-lost-in-moment-im.html' title='I&apos;m just a little girl lost in the moment, I&apos;m so scared but I don&apos;t show it. bam dee dum, da dum dee dum.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-2184266830604347505</id><published>2009-02-13T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T16:14:27.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can feel the pressureeee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yesterday!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vday for everyone. everyone giving prezzies. I got them bear in a bucket. huorr. yay. and we were almost late for assembly, and also best I ever had. so today, spending valentines with amos (L). harhar :D thanks hazel and peiyi for yesterday :D loveeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-2184266830604347505?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/2184266830604347505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=2184266830604347505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2184266830604347505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2184266830604347505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-weeks-cross-country-was-best-i.html' title='I can feel the pressureeee.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-6455392851481168931</id><published>2009-02-08T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T05:19:35.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>apparently.</title><content type='html'>studying with gabriel was the funest thing ever. MUAHAHAHHAHAHA. I had a good study plus laughters while studying. I wish I could do this everyday. BUTTTTTTTT. there isn't any time to study on weekdays :( school ends so late, by the time reach home is 3 +,  by the time we go airport it will be 4+ 5. no time!!!! grrrrr. okie. didn't do much today. so excited for school tmr. though lessons are boring, I hate thursdays cause the subjects suck. bleah. :( anyway amos came over today :DD and then we had barbeque for dinner. :D nicest one I ever had. luv it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-6455392851481168931?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/6455392851481168931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=6455392851481168931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6455392851481168931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6455392851481168931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/02/apparently.html' title='apparently.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-458275696769270574</id><published>2009-01-23T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:43:28.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I'D HAD MORE THAN MY FAIR SHARE OF NEAR-DEATH&lt;/span&gt; experiences; it wasn't something you ever really got used to.&lt;br /&gt;      It seemed oddly inevitable, though, facing death again. Like I really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; marked for disaster. I'd escaped time and time again, but it kept coming back for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Still, this time was so different from others.&lt;br /&gt;      You could run from someone you feared, you could try fight someone you hated. All my reactions were geared toward those kinds of killers - the monsters, the enemies.&lt;br /&gt;      When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it?&lt;br /&gt;      If it was someone you truly loved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-458275696769270574?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/458275696769270574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=458275696769270574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/458275696769270574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/458275696769270574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/01/breaking-dawn.html' title='breaking dawn'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-6048649516231316308</id><published>2009-01-09T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T04:45:22.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>think of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ulz_VwhVDgg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ulz_VwhVDgg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of me think of me fondly,&lt;br /&gt;when we've said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Remember me once in a while -&lt;br /&gt;please promise me, you'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find that, &lt;br /&gt;once again, you long&lt;br /&gt;to take your heart back&lt;br /&gt;and be free -&lt;br /&gt;if you ever find a moment,&lt;br /&gt;spare a thought for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never said our love&lt;br /&gt;was evergreen, or as unchanging&lt;br /&gt;as the sea -&lt;br /&gt;but if you can still&lt;br /&gt;remember stop and think of me . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the things&lt;br /&gt;we've shared and seen -&lt;br /&gt;don't think about the things&lt;br /&gt;which might have been . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of me, think of me waking,&lt;br /&gt;silent and resigned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me, trying too hard &lt;br /&gt;to put you from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall those days&lt;br /&gt;look back on all those times,&lt;br /&gt;think of the things&lt;br /&gt;we'll never do -&lt;br /&gt;there will never be&lt;br /&gt;a day, when I won't think of you . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never said&lt;br /&gt;our love was evergreen,&lt;br /&gt;or as unchanging as the sea -&lt;br /&gt;but please promise me,&lt;br /&gt;that sometimes you will think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phantom of the opera &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-6048649516231316308?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/6048649516231316308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=6048649516231316308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6048649516231316308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6048649516231316308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2009/01/think-of-me.html' title='think of me.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-5276393946028184393</id><published>2009-01-05T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:46:11.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know how we'll make it through this.</title><content type='html'>lessons starts tmr and I'm so excited. :p wheeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-5276393946028184393?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/5276393946028184393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=5276393946028184393' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>jesus take the wheel, take it from my hands.</title><content type='html'>went sentosa today with Amos, wanru, lucius, alvin and jon. (: had a really great time. so met everyone at 1030 at harbourfront. and then headed to sentosa and blablabla. ate chicken. nice. then went to the seaaa. under the seaaaaaaaaaaa. yeah. then playplayplay then it was 4 + in the evening/afternoon already. so headed back to vivo and my hair felt really dry. :( so came home and took a second bath. very nice. oh and my cousins came over yesterday :D and and my mum bought me sneakers from PED DER RED. so nice :D can't wait to wear it. and finally my mum went to alter my jeans which is too long for me. :D okay enjoyable day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus take the wheel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take it from my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause I can't do this on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just give me one more chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;save me from this road I'm on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus take the wheel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-5408252146987017471?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/5408252146987017471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=5408252146987017471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/5408252146987017471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/5408252146987017471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/jesus-take-wheel-take-it-from-my-hands.html' title='jesus take the wheel, take it from my hands.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-4335679950012736515</id><published>2008-12-24T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:54:53.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while.</title><content type='html'>alright, I know it has been a long long time. so updates. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a super fun christmas bash on saturday. getting high and everything was so fun &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after christmas bash service, cass, esther and I headed to Singapore Flyer and ate popeye's! yummy. and then after a bit of talking, met amos and we all walked together to city hall. what a nice day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;christmas service at indoor on sunday! wheeee. met amosss early in the morning and headed there. and blablabla met everyone. ahaha. and then after service cass, esther and I(again) went to watch Yes Man. to me, that movie wasn't that nice. kinda sucked. :x though it's funny, but I didn't like it. ate at kofu and thennnn, they celebrated my (belated)birthday. thank you &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday, tuesday was nothing much going on except shopping for prezzies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well well well, today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had christmas lunch with my mum, sis, and amos. at My Humble House. the food was goody. yumyum. I loved my presents. I got a guess wallet! and I thought that it was so funny cause my sister got my a guess wallet and I got her a pair of guess heels. NICE. whoooo! I loved christmas this year. THANK YOU MUMMY AND JIEJIE FOR THE NICE GIFTS FOR MY BDAY AND XMAS. LOVE YOU ALL LOADS AND LOADS. &lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the lunch we went home slacked for a while and then I headed over to Amos's place for barbeque. nicenice. I ate till I was like fat. I loved it. :D his grandma was so cute, super cute. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE EVERYDAY OF MY LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: I'll post the photos some other time. can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-4335679950012736515?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/4335679950012736515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=4335679950012736515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/4335679950012736515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/4335679950012736515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-357149184609120303</id><published>2008-12-18T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T07:14:02.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♪ and I want to thank you, for giving me the best day of my life ♪</title><content type='html'>yay, today was such a nice celebration of birthday with my family and amos (: just when I thought I had no prezzies from my mum &amp;amp; sis, tada, two presents popped out. so it was a whole day celebration for me :) went lunch at some chinese restaurant, then went to watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angus, thongs and perfect snogging.&lt;/span&gt; IT'S SO FUNNY AND NICEEE. though the girl's quite ugly. :/ but it was still nice. had my dinner at The Prime Society. the food was loveeeeee. especially the pork belly and ribs. yumyum. and then took photos with my omg, new canon camera. so happy :D thanks mummy  :D plus my sister too :D YEAHHH. today was the best day ever. thanks amos for everything tooo :D and the rest for wishing me too. I'll upload the photos tmr. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It might kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want it to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-357149184609120303?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/357149184609120303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=357149184609120303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/357149184609120303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/357149184609120303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-i-want-to-thank-you-for-giving-me.html' title='♪ and I want to thank you, for giving me the best day of my life ♪'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-9181926965532033352</id><published>2008-12-14T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T06:55:03.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll runawayyyyy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:200px;"&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/T-yr-5lZZi/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/T-yr-5lZZi/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=T-yr-5lZZi"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=T-yr-5lZZi"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=T-yr-5lZZi"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/chomane/music/uhw-bhwn/blink_182_shut_up/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy twilight with amos tmr. so excited. so amos came over my house after service for dinner. :) and watched gossip girl. I lubbed it. :D maybe I should watch it from the first episode. cause I don't really follow it. I only watch it sometimes. but when I'm intrested. so eclipse is getting me hooked. it's so nice. I hate Jacob. &gt;:( bad boy. I enjoyed meself today. wheeee tmr tmr tmr! :D and I so can't wait for my birthdayyy! I can't wait to wear my dress that I never wore before. YAY. loveeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-9181926965532033352?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/9181926965532033352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=9181926965532033352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/9181926965532033352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/9181926965532033352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/ill-runawayyyyy.html' title='I&apos;ll runawayyyyy.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-2962377199942194194</id><published>2008-12-12T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:09:01.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where you drive my car right off the fucking cliff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;breathing deeply, walking backwards.&lt;br /&gt;finding strength to call and ask her.&lt;br /&gt;rollercoaster, favourite ride.&lt;br /&gt;let me kiss you one more time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helllo amos is backy, :D and thanks for helping me carry my books too :D I got eclipse. yay. and after that, amos came my house and I shared food with him. HAHA SO FUN. ahhahahahhahah!idshvkldasjdvkdjvsa yay, I'm so happy but I'm soooo tired. :( I hope I have no problem sleeping tonight :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-2962377199942194194?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/2962377199942194194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=2962377199942194194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2962377199942194194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2962377199942194194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-you-drive-my-car-right-off.html' title='where you drive my car right off the fucking cliff.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-7424941656646481352</id><published>2008-12-10T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:24:13.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beating in my chest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCjJwc9JjI/AAAAAAAAAmo/KfY9j9XNmog/s1600-h/Photo+77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCjJwc9JjI/AAAAAAAAAmo/KfY9j9XNmog/s200/Photo+77.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278398151298721330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;ahaha, zi lian.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCjJobUKvI/AAAAAAAAAmg/1SjK82XDCNc/s1600-h/Photo+58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCjJobUKvI/AAAAAAAAAmg/1SjK82XDCNc/s200/Photo+58.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278398149144357618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCjJRCQVvI/AAAAAAAAAmY/bULQW0wvNyM/s1600-h/Photo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCjJRCQVvI/AAAAAAAAAmY/bULQW0wvNyM/s200/Photo+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278398142865233650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiyJUYXqI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/NVfk8FF8JIo/s1600-h/Photo+46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiyJUYXqI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/NVfk8FF8JIo/s200/Photo+46.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397745656782498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCixzQ0ceI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Xctw7I4uh34/s1600-h/Photo+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCixzQ0ceI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Xctw7I4uh34/s200/Photo+30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397739736265186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCix30c4GI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ui3Cv95lYEY/s1600-h/Photo+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCix30c4GI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ui3Cv95lYEY/s200/Photo+27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397740959457378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCixc6LAVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/33PdfrqjoUM/s1600-h/Photo+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCixc6LAVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/33PdfrqjoUM/s200/Photo+28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397733735694674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCixOfljsI/AAAAAAAAAlw/SF5iGdNjUis/s1600-h/Photo+31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCixOfljsI/AAAAAAAAAlw/SF5iGdNjUis/s200/Photo+31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397729866092226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiaBM4PrI/AAAAAAAAAlo/s8DvVYdd4ZE/s1600-h/Photo+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiaBM4PrI/AAAAAAAAAlo/s8DvVYdd4ZE/s200/Photo+20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397331160972978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiZ3efzkI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Ogx2wMrn3ug/s1600-h/Photo+36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiZ3efzkI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Ogx2wMrn3ug/s200/Photo+36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397328550514242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;I think I look like mojojojo, you know with the biggy brain. and evil laughter. muahahahhaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiZ3rfykI/AAAAAAAAAlY/g9Wvyq9FMOU/s1600-h/Photo+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiZ3rfykI/AAAAAAAAAlY/g9Wvyq9FMOU/s200/Photo+15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397328605039170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiZoD7nnI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/OpNYmx-gwRo/s1600-h/Photo+33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiZoD7nnI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/OpNYmx-gwRo/s200/Photo+33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397324412558962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiZmSANOI/AAAAAAAAAlI/xR_wzyEd1Pc/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCiZmSANOI/AAAAAAAAAlI/xR_wzyEd1Pc/s200/Photo+18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278397323934708962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;I feel so lack of photos these days, sooo, I've decided to upload some retarded photos. MUAHAHAHHAA. I so love mac's camera. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-7424941656646481352?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/7424941656646481352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=7424941656646481352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/7424941656646481352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/7424941656646481352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/beating-in-my-chest.html' title='the beating in my chest.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SUCjJwc9JjI/AAAAAAAAAmo/KfY9j9XNmog/s72-c/Photo+77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-2451239823873356110</id><published>2008-12-10T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:28:06.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>imy, love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;omggg, :( I miss you so damn much. I never really felt this way before 'cause you were almost always by my side. ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I MISS YOU! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-2451239823873356110?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/2451239823873356110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=2451239823873356110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2451239823873356110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2451239823873356110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/omggg-i-miss-you-so-damn-much.html' title='imy, love.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-3050962671097822228</id><published>2008-12-10T06:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:21:09.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>then you call me, and it's not so bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;hello. I miss you like crap. one more night. HAHA. retarded. :) love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;anyway, I love this song by dido. (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My tea's gone cold, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all&lt;br /&gt;the morning rain clouds up my window &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I can't see at all&lt;br /&gt;And even if I could it'd all be grey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but your picture on my wall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it reminds me that it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank too much last night, got bills to pay&lt;br /&gt;my head just feels in pain&lt;br /&gt;I missed the bus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and there'll be hell today&lt;br /&gt;I'm late for work again&lt;br /&gt;and even if I'm there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they'll all imply that I might not last the day&lt;br /&gt;and then you call me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;it's not so bad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you for giving me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Oh just to be with you is having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best day of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push the door, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm home at last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I'm soaking through and through&lt;br /&gt;then you handed me a towel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and all I see is you&lt;br /&gt;and even if my house falls down now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;because you're near me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you for giving me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Oh just to be with you is having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-3050962671097822228?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/3050962671097822228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=3050962671097822228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3050962671097822228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3050962671097822228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/then-you-call-me-and-its-not-so-bad.html' title='then you call me, and it&apos;s not so bad.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1372862510000646352</id><published>2008-12-09T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:50.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how would you know I'm scared to death?</title><content type='html'>I suddenly wish I was at camp. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1372862510000646352?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1372862510000646352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1372862510000646352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1372862510000646352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1372862510000646352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-would-you-know-im-scared-to-death.html' title='how would you know I&apos;m scared to death?'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-678691296461337080</id><published>2008-12-08T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:03:56.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, it's me again.</title><content type='html'>okay, cass came over my place last night, &amp;amp; it was fun fun. sent cass and amos off. I'll miss pz(though only esther and cass are at camp, but the rest are overseas too D:) plus amos. so I'm lonely for the meantime. omg, I love the mac. :O&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/zefLXkcXyn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/zefLXkcXyn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="200" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/kendrama/music/x4Fc0JYL/schuyler_fisk_hello/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello it's me again &lt;br /&gt;A whole lot's changed since i left &lt;br /&gt;and I don't know i guess &lt;br /&gt;I felt like checking in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, you let it ring &lt;br /&gt;Well it's your turn to leave me hanging &lt;br /&gt;I don't care I know you love it &lt;br /&gt;When you see me call &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who you're loving now &lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing we won't work things out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what they say &lt;br /&gt;You can't have it so you want it back &lt;br /&gt;I'm way past that, believe me &lt;br /&gt;If you could be in my life &lt;br /&gt;Like you've been on my mind &lt;br /&gt;It'd be so easy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello , it's me again &lt;br /&gt;It's three days now &lt;br /&gt;That you've been in my dreams &lt;br /&gt;And i don't know, i guess &lt;br /&gt;You've just been on my mind &lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i guess &lt;br /&gt;I think about you all the time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she's much like me &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she's what you need &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what they say &lt;br /&gt;You can't have it so you want it back &lt;br /&gt;I'm way past that, believe me &lt;br /&gt;If you could be in my life &lt;br /&gt;Like you've been on my mind &lt;br /&gt;It'd be so easy&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know i'm to blame, &lt;br /&gt;but it kills me that &lt;br /&gt;I made you hate me, &lt;br /&gt;like you've erased me &lt;br /&gt;And i know what they say &lt;br /&gt;They say you'll be happier, &lt;br /&gt;better off without me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it's hard to see me &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you don't believe a word &lt;br /&gt;Because you've heard it all before &lt;br /&gt;And we're so far from where we were &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(da da da da da dum) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, I'll let you go &lt;br /&gt;I'll get back to life and living solo &lt;br /&gt;Cause i know i need a few years on my own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what they say &lt;br /&gt;You can't have it so you want it back &lt;br /&gt;I'm way past that, believe me &lt;br /&gt;If you could be in my life &lt;br /&gt;Like you've been on my mind &lt;br /&gt;It'd be so easy&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know i'm to blame &lt;br /&gt;But it kills me that &lt;br /&gt;I made you hate me &lt;br /&gt;Like you've erased me &lt;br /&gt;And i know what they say &lt;br /&gt;They say you'll be happier &lt;br /&gt;Better off without me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-678691296461337080?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/678691296461337080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=678691296461337080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/678691296461337080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/678691296461337080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-its-me-again.html' title='hello, it&apos;s me again.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-2465869158475831295</id><published>2008-12-07T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T04:04:23.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>decode</title><content type='html'>hello, the lappy's screwed, and it's sent for repair. aww. but I'm using mac now. though I'm not supposed to use it 'cause I'll spoil it. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-2465869158475831295?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/2465869158475831295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=2465869158475831295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2465869158475831295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2465869158475831295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/decode.html' title='decode'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-3365826411506581612</id><published>2008-12-02T22:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:48:56.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♪ it's been a long time, it's been a long time ♪</title><content type='html'>okay, it's really been a long time. I've been pretty lazy to blog. :p and camp's just next week. it's kinda fast, not thinking of it. well well well. New Moon, okay, it's alright. edward's gone. the strongest part was that when she kept mumbling that he's gone. like awww. and, I watched Twilight too. it's not THAT good but I think that it's still alright :) he's not as ugly though :) kinda cool. and I'm thinking of changing back to xanga. hehh. how? &gt;&lt; and fuck st. hilda's, seriously. I hate that school. I freaking hate it. isdopgishdpagf8sudovybhsfdmvlfauilfd;snv bhfljknjksdbfvkasuif; fuck you la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-3365826411506581612?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/3365826411506581612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=3365826411506581612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3365826411506581612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3365826411506581612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-been-long-time-its-been-long-time.html' title='♪ it&apos;s been a long time, it&apos;s been a long time ♪'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-7155755623911331637</id><published>2008-11-29T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T07:42:53.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just, not today.</title><content type='html'>I've been shopping for the past 2 days, with my mum, sis &amp;amp; I. I bought nothing. I've been trying to find shoes/sneakers. but once I've found it, they do not have my size. &gt;:( it's either too tight or too loose. argh. :( and I totally forgotten what I wanted to blog about. shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amos, please be okay. :( love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/mEuZDJ86_U/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mEuZDJ86_U/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="200" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/cocayliz/music/yqBj4MJq/avril_lavigne_tomorrow/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna believe you,&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me that it'll be okay,&lt;br /&gt;yeah I try to believe you, but I don't&lt;br /&gt;When you say that it's gonna be,&lt;br /&gt;It always turns out to be a different way,&lt;br /&gt;I try to believe you,&lt;br /&gt;Not today, today, today, today, today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I'll feel,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;it's a different day, tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always been up to you,&lt;br /&gt;It's turning around,&lt;br /&gt;It's up to me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do what I have to do, just don't&lt;br /&gt;Give me a little time,&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone a little while,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not too late,&lt;br /&gt;not today, today, today, today, today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I'll feel,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow its a different day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah,&lt;br /&gt;and I know I'm not ready,&lt;br /&gt;Hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah,&lt;br /&gt;maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready,&lt;br /&gt;Hey yeah yeah, hey yeah yeah,&lt;br /&gt;maybe tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna believe you,&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me that it'll be okay,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I try to believe you,&lt;br /&gt;Not today, today, today, today, today...&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow... it may change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-7155755623911331637?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/7155755623911331637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=7155755623911331637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/7155755623911331637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/7155755623911331637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-not-today.html' title='just, not today.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-6154748876672389586</id><published>2008-11-26T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T04:42:53.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and I wanna believe you, when you tell me that it'll be okay, I tried to believe you, but I don't.</title><content type='html'>met Amos this afternoon and went lunch with my sister &amp;amp; her friend at popeyes, again. andd, I still wish I had Literature. :( buttt, everything happens for a reason, I guess. lalala. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-6154748876672389586?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/6154748876672389586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=6154748876672389586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6154748876672389586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6154748876672389586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-i-wanna-believe-you-when-you-tell.html' title='and I wanna believe you, when you tell me that it&apos;ll be okay, I tried to believe you, but I don&apos;t.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-4481597653239972795</id><published>2008-11-24T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T02:53:03.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>find yourself, cause I can't find you, be yourself, who are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SSrFOPG4-VI/AAAAAAAAAks/dU_yvor6_xg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272243162154858834" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SSrBC2bJdEI/AAAAAAAAAjM/2cr1Lf5PNcw/s200/DSC01359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SSrBCIx5ckI/AAAAAAAAAjE/MnaExQ4pzmI/s1600-h/DSC01358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272238556251255362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SSrBCIx5ckI/AAAAAAAAAjE/MnaExQ4pzmI/s200/DSC01358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mum flew off yesterday morning, and I'm starting to miss her quite a bit already :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'm hooked onto the book, though I still don't read that fast, but who cares. it's like I have all the time in the worldy. :) so I can read as slowly. I can't wait to watch twilight. and I guess after I finish reading the book, I'll watch it online and then when it comes out, I'll watch it in the theatres. can't wait. ha. I've been sleeping late these days and waking up early :( I've got a phone call from my school today saying that the Literature class isn't big enough. dammit. so I'm appealing for History. ah well :( it's alrightyy :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I miss youuu amosey D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-4481597653239972795?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/4481597653239972795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=4481597653239972795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/4481597653239972795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/4481597653239972795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/can-i-have-this-dance.html' title='find yourself, cause I can&apos;t find you, be yourself, who are you?'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SSrFOPG4-VI/AAAAAAAAAks/dU_yvor6_xg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-8949190000766723890</id><published>2008-11-20T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:11:04.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's my age again?</title><content type='html'>today was a day. met my mum and sis at marina square as my sister had to highlight her hair 'cause her prom is coming? I don't know. I want it too. it's not fair. I finally bought twilight. okay, abit slow, but who cares. I've been listening to blink 182 songs, again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I took her out, it was a friday night&lt;br /&gt;I wore cologne, to get the feeling right&lt;br /&gt;we started making out, &lt;br /&gt;and she took off my pants.&lt;br /&gt;but then I turn on the tv.&lt;br /&gt;and that's about the time she walked away from me.&lt;br /&gt;nobody likes you when you're 23&lt;br /&gt;and are still more amused by tv shows.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is A.D.D?&lt;br /&gt;my friend said I should act my age.&lt;br /&gt;what's my age again?&lt;br /&gt;what's my age again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-8949190000766723890?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/8949190000766723890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=8949190000766723890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8949190000766723890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8949190000766723890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-my-age-again.html' title='what&apos;s my age again?'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-5277234431452589987</id><published>2008-11-18T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T06:07:00.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why so serious?</title><content type='html'>what a nice day. so, I've got the subject combinations I want, praise jesus. I'm not gonna blog about what I did for the day anymore but more of how I feel. okay, so, I'm feeling, moody now. I can't wait for school to start. and sadly, I'm not in the same class as gabriel &amp;amp; amos. how sad. I was so happy this morning. praise jesus, thank you daddy. you did it all. if it weren't for you, I don't think I'd get the subjects I want. and bloody hell, I forgot what lyrics I was in love with.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;wow. I just remembered. yay? I think people are wierd. in a bad way. I don't know if there's a good way. but, people are wierd. in a bad way. some. I don't know how to describe some people's way of behaving, but I kinda, hate it. a lot. and I feel so apart(lol), not apart, but. I don't know. ha. who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FH8WAoRL1xo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FH8WAoRL1xo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And all the world is calm&lt;br /&gt;The music playing on for only two&lt;br /&gt;So close together&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;So close to feeling alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life goes by &lt;br /&gt;Romantic dreams must die&lt;br /&gt;So I bid mine goodbye and never knew&lt;br /&gt;So close was waiting, waiting here with you&lt;br /&gt;And now forever I know&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted to hold you&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close to reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;Almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;Now you're beside me and look how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;So far we are so close &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I face the faceless days&lt;br /&gt;If I should lose you now? &lt;br /&gt;We're so close&lt;br /&gt;To reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;Almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;Let's go on dreaming for we know we are&lt;br /&gt;So close &lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;And still so far&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-5277234431452589987?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/5277234431452589987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=5277234431452589987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/5277234431452589987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/5277234431452589987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-so-serious.html' title='why so serious?'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-6269669276191318711</id><published>2008-11-17T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:15:32.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; I don't know how I'll feel.</title><content type='html'>I can't wait to see her fall apart. I can't wait to see her heart break into bits and pieces. I can't wait to see her cry. I just can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate excuses. I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;I feel angry.&lt;br /&gt;I feel frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;I guess today isn't a very good day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep silently and not let anyone know.&lt;br /&gt;until tmr, I'll be awake to get my results.&lt;br /&gt;and tmr will be another day of korean drama.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna read until I fall asleep and not know that I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;goodnight, goodbye and so long.&lt;br /&gt;I sound so suicidal, but I'm so not okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and I guess your promises are just,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;empty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-6269669276191318711?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/6269669276191318711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=6269669276191318711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6269669276191318711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6269669276191318711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-know-how-ill-feel.html' title='&amp; I don&apos;t know how I&apos;ll feel.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-816560298447033444</id><published>2008-11-16T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T07:18:38.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas is coming.</title><content type='html'>helllo. met cass &amp;amp; esther and then had lunch then headed to clarke quay to slack at starbucks. I forgot to bring my book to read. I wanna read twilight and the other series. rawr. :( okay I'm abit laggy, I know some had red until new moon already. ahhaha, but I want. haha went to suntec and home with amos. :) lublub. I'm starting to miss you, alot. :( oh well.. as long as I have you. HAHA, whatever :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's Christmas time again&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year&lt;br /&gt;I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer&lt;br /&gt;You people scare me&lt;br /&gt;Please stay away from my home&lt;br /&gt;If you don't wanna get beat down&lt;br /&gt;Just leave the presents and then leave me alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-816560298447033444?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/816560298447033444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=816560298447033444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/816560298447033444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/816560298447033444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-is-coming.html' title='christmas is coming.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-5108716445803128914</id><published>2008-11-15T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T05:50:28.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my whole life, I place in your hands.</title><content type='html'>today, dare. Amos came over for breakfast before we set off to suntec.(: you were extremely quiet today D: okay. so met the usual 4 today. I don't really feel like going service. maybe I shouldn't. right? I feel so don't have the feel for going. so no service for me tmr :) hung out at sky garden after dare and then went to coffee beans and walked to city hall with cass and went home with amos. :) you're okay, but you're not. :( love you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lights out,&lt;br /&gt;I still hear the rain,&lt;br /&gt;These images that fill my head,&lt;br /&gt;Now keep my fingers from making mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;Tell my voice what it takes,&lt;br /&gt;To speak up, speak up,&lt;br /&gt;And keep my conscience clean when I wake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't make this easy,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to mean it, Jasey.&lt;br /&gt;(say you'll mean it)&lt;br /&gt;You're dressed to kill, I'm calling you out,&lt;br /&gt;(don't waste your time on me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now there's an aching in my back;&lt;br /&gt;A stabbing pain that says I lack,&lt;br /&gt;The common sense and confidence,&lt;br /&gt;To bring an end to promises,&lt;br /&gt;That I make in times of desperate conversation,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping my night could be better than this in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Just say when.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't make this easy, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to mean it, Jasey.&lt;br /&gt;(say you'll mean it)&lt;br /&gt;You're dressed to kill, I'm calling you out,&lt;br /&gt;(don't waste your time on me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've never told a lie,&lt;br /&gt;And that makes me a liar,&lt;br /&gt;I've never made a bet,&lt;br /&gt;But we gamble in desire,&lt;br /&gt;I've never lit a match,&lt;br /&gt;With intent to start a fire,&lt;br /&gt;But recently the flames,&lt;br /&gt;Are getting out of control.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call me a name,&lt;br /&gt;Kill me with words, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget about me,&lt;br /&gt;It's what I deserve,&lt;br /&gt;I was your chance,&lt;br /&gt;To get out of this town,&lt;br /&gt;But I ditched the car,&lt;br /&gt;And left you to, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait outside,&lt;br /&gt;I hope the air will serve to remind you,&lt;br /&gt;That my heart is as cold as the clouds of your breath,&lt;br /&gt;And my words are as timed as the beating in my chest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-5108716445803128914?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/5108716445803128914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=5108716445803128914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/5108716445803128914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/5108716445803128914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-whole-life-i-place-in-your-hands.html' title='my whole life, I place in your hands.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-3721439873409271653</id><published>2008-11-13T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T02:52:46.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasey rae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxXmTSh-WI/AAAAAAAAAi4/_xM7bN_jjcg/s1600-h/SNC00770.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxXlx67XzI/AAAAAAAAAio/n3ncKjqFogw/s1600-h/SNC00766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268181970683911986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxXlx67XzI/AAAAAAAAAio/n3ncKjqFogw/s200/SNC00766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fatty tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxXlqJofLI/AAAAAAAAAig/B0afjYSPdOc/s1600-h/SNC00763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268181968598105266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxXlqJofLI/AAAAAAAAAig/B0afjYSPdOc/s200/SNC00763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxXlWo8pHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ZXexg1zwDyA/s1600-h/SNC00760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268181963360740466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxXlWo8pHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ZXexg1zwDyA/s200/SNC00760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxTwK-NtpI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/DLR7wPfGTVA/s1600-h/DSC05105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268177751160764050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxTwK-NtpI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/DLR7wPfGTVA/s200/DSC05105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxSA5CBLRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/XcPPRowAQR4/s1600-h/DSC06613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268175839379402002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxSA5CBLRI/AAAAAAAAAiI/XcPPRowAQR4/s200/DSC06613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxSAtS6vdI/AAAAAAAAAiA/jkkaWDkJDzg/s1600-h/DSC06612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268175836229058002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxSAtS6vdI/AAAAAAAAAiA/jkkaWDkJDzg/s200/DSC06612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; act cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxRpb515wI/AAAAAAAAAh4/q1gi6wcfAAk/s1600-h/DSC06611+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268175436423489282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxRpb515wI/AAAAAAAAAh4/q1gi6wcfAAk/s200/DSC06611+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and again. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxRpJoyN4I/AAAAAAAAAhw/XMfEfEoyito/s1600-h/DSC06610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268175431520106370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxRpJoyN4I/AAAAAAAAAhw/XMfEfEoyito/s200/DSC06610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;your back not sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxRowkx3VI/AAAAAAAAAhg/9WXMEmj1ZWo/s1600-h/DSC06607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268175424792419666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxRowkx3VI/AAAAAAAAAhg/9WXMEmj1ZWo/s200/DSC06607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxRo5ksDGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/aW6YErwGXI0/s1600-h/DSC06604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268175427207957602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxRo5ksDGI/AAAAAAAAAhY/aW6YErwGXI0/s200/DSC06604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;monkey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was a nice day with my sister and amos. :) had popeye's for lunch but felt unwell after that. D: whywhywhywhy. HAHA, morgan. haahah, these are only some of the photos. :p 'cause I'm really confused whether I send it or not. :p so after I met amos, I headed off the meet tricia at dhoby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we walked to bugis, though I didn't feel tired at that time, my calves are aching like crap now. :( grawr? ahhaha. we had a nice talk from dhoby to bugis and also at Haji Lane. we went to sit and have a drink &amp;amp; ice cream. and took photos abit. like abit. and saw this freaky place. ahhahaha and took photo but delete in the end. :p so we went back to bugis and had finger food, old chang keee. :) so nice nice. but my throat hurts abit. soon, it was already 8:oopm and I had to go 'cause I CAN'T MISS MY KOREAN DRAMA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met amos again to go back tgt. and I missed like half an hour of the show. but I came back at the right time 'cause it was the most exciting part. :D hahah. the guy is so handsome. :o lublub. anyway, today was a really enjoyable day. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-3721439873409271653?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/3721439873409271653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=3721439873409271653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3721439873409271653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3721439873409271653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/jasey-rae.html' title='Jasey rae'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRxXlx67XzI/AAAAAAAAAio/n3ncKjqFogw/s72-c/SNC00766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1133210221769211596</id><published>2008-11-10T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:31:29.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ps. I will always love you</title><content type='html'>alright, how did I get through last night? by watching ps I love you. yay. it was so nice. I loved the song. I love you till the end. the show is so nice. I feel like I can watch it over &amp;amp; over again. how nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;love you till the end&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to see you, when you're all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to catch you if I can&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to be there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the morning light explodes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On your face it radiates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant escape, I love you till the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to tell you nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You dont want to hear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I want is for you to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why dont you just take me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where Ive never been before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you want to hear me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Catch my breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to be there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we're caught in the rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to see you laugh not cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want to feel you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the night puts on its cloak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm lost for words don't tell me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I can say, I love you till the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1133210221769211596?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1133210221769211596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1133210221769211596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1133210221769211596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1133210221769211596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/ps-i-will-always-love-you.html' title='ps. I will always love you'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-327628514081185579</id><published>2008-11-10T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:53:08.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAWR</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I WISH YOU WERE HER",&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU LEFT OUT THE 'E'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU LEFT WITHOUT ME. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND NOW YOU'RE SOMEWHERE OUT THERE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WITH A BITCH, SLUT, PSYCHO BABE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I HATE YOU, WHY ARE GUYS SO LAME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW IS THE DAMN RIGHT TIME TO BLOG WHILE LISTENING TO AVRIL LAVIGNE'S SONG. D:&lt; I FEEL SO RAWR. SO RAWR. DAMN RAWR. FUCKING RAWR. I'M SO FRUSTRATED, DAMN FRUSTRATED. I HATE IT. I HATE IT. I FREAKING HATE IT. I WANNA DO SOMETHING TO DISTRACT MYSELF FROM EVERYTHING NOW. BUT I DON'T HAVE AN ERASER. DON'T ASK WHY. ARGH. I FEELEEEAPJBNKJDSVAJKVBHAS. I FEEL LIKE SMASHING SOMETHING. OKAY, NOT SO. BUT I JUST CAN'T DESCRIBE WHAT I'M FEELING NOW. I DON'T FEEL LIKE SLEEPING, AT ALL. I DON'T EVEN HAVE THE MOOD. THE DAMN MOOD.&lt;br /&gt;scream my lungs out, help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-327628514081185579?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/327628514081185579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=327628514081185579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/327628514081185579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/327628514081185579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/rawr.html' title='RAWR'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-6428862460136259978</id><published>2008-11-10T07:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:01:12.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't feel together.</title><content type='html'>some shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is day........................................................ nothing! yay. it's exactly 12:00 AM. my teeth hurts, dental today, again. I kinda hate the rubber smell now. I hate blogging, for now. so annoying. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-6428862460136259978?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/6428862460136259978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=6428862460136259978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6428862460136259978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6428862460136259978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-feel-together.html' title='I don&apos;t feel together.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1072518179392195</id><published>2008-11-09T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:31:43.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid retarded assholes.</title><content type='html'>alright, today was a.... okay day. wasn't very good, but still okay. I wonder why people wanna control other people's life. like I mean, seriously, what's wrong? don't you have a life? all you wanna do is to ruin other's life. if you ever come to me, kcslaovdsjdvnbhsda D:&lt; okay. HAHA. alright, drop subject. it kinda agitates me. hahaaa. so, next sunday we'll all be going forth! :D dinner at clarke quayyyyyyyy. WHOOOOO. :D it's been a long time since pz hang out together. :) so I guess I won't be going dare anymore after pz graduates. I don't see the point of going dare anymore. after all, the coaches are pretty screwed, so, go for f? I know going dare is for god, yes I do go church for god, but dare is so screwed, so why even bother? :) I think this camp's also gonna suck. so going sunday service is good enough I guess. and I'm preparing myself in case some shit happens. hur, though I don't really want anything to happen. so today after dinner at pepper lunch, waited for Amos and then went homey with him :) moodiest day of all the days that we were together. :( don't really know what exactly is going through your mind, but I hope you're alright. :) &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1072518179392195?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1072518179392195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1072518179392195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1072518179392195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1072518179392195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/stupid-retarded-assholes.html' title='stupid retarded assholes.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-4580849313350607968</id><published>2008-11-08T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T05:37:43.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just walk away</title><content type='html'>wheeeeee. tmr's service and finally get to see pz :D it feels like forever since I saw them. :( so o's end this week and it'll be party with them :D and I needa get a manicure before I'm fed up with my long nails and cut it. I'm not gonna wait for my sister as I need to wait for 2 weeks. so, no. suddenly in love with &lt;em&gt;knock 'em out&lt;/em&gt; again. and &lt;em&gt;littlest things&lt;/em&gt; too. how?! okay it's good. :D anyway, I went to print photos of pz and my sister and I. yay. :D and when to the Prime Society. the ribs was sooooo good. brownies is &lt;3. and the wine was so goodddd. the champagne tooooooooo. I want more! :( but I peed alot after that. D: and I was supposed to watch the ten commandments show part 2 today, at 9pm and I completely forgot about it. D: and missed 50 minutes of the show, but at least I still got to watch it. yay :D so Cass and I are talking about oldies. it's sadder than sad. ahahahhahaa. so... sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-4580849313350607968?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/4580849313350607968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=4580849313350607968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/4580849313350607968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/4580849313350607968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-walk-away.html' title='just walk away'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-8899334001249628183</id><published>2008-11-07T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:57:17.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have you in my heart, no distance to keep me apart, love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRRj_hjYUfI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oxMgRw_hvJo/s1600-h/DSC06594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265943807292625394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRRj_hjYUfI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oxMgRw_hvJo/s200/DSC06594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRRj_oZseQI/AAAAAAAAAg4/z5iIOhWIGys/s1600-h/DSC06593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265943809131051266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRRj_oZseQI/AAAAAAAAAg4/z5iIOhWIGys/s200/DSC06593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRRj_U2WRtI/AAAAAAAAAgw/SoQpjLDizK0/s1600-h/DSC06585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265943803882522322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRRj_U2WRtI/AAAAAAAAAgw/SoQpjLDizK0/s200/DSC06585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like this picture alot. this is like my masterpiece. HAHAHA. okay, not masterpiece but the best one I've ever drawn. hahahhaha, but it looks kinda ugly though :x and I love my organiser. It's so cool. :) and there's so many new york printed on the book. and it reminds me of new york. how sad. I wanna go there again! I wanna enjoy myself to the fullest. unlike last time D: I was only primary 6 then, what can you expect! :@ and the organiser made me abit broke and my sister cheated my money. :((( but at least I've got my organiser :D better than my previous one, though it's filled with love and care, not. alrighty, I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-8899334001249628183?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/8899334001249628183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=8899334001249628183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8899334001249628183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8899334001249628183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-you-in-my-heart-no-distance-to.html' title='I have you in my heart, no distance to keep me apart, love.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SRRj_hjYUfI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oxMgRw_hvJo/s72-c/DSC06594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1476353649402894170</id><published>2008-11-06T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:24:13.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you put my picture faced down.</title><content type='html'>rawrrr. I'm at starbucks now. andddddd, I want that organiser from Artbox :(((((((( and my sistre doesn't wanna sponser me $10. it's $20. and I don't wanna spend so much as I wanna start saving. butttttttttttttttttt, I really want that organiser :(((((( I WANT. I WANTTTTT. though I just got my notebook. but that's different. I want an organiser. my other organiser is like last year's. and it's so e e e emo. and I want a new one. A BRAND NEW ONE. :(((((((((((( I WANTTTTTTTTTTTT! I WANT IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1476353649402894170?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1476353649402894170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1476353649402894170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1476353649402894170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1476353649402894170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-put-my-picture-faced-down.html' title='you put my picture faced down.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-708490408295990014</id><published>2008-11-05T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:13:36.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are my only one.</title><content type='html'>hello. served at suntec today, met Amos before that. :) and then served till 6 and my mum fetched us home :D and today for the first time in my life, I slept till 12 noon. :o I wonder how I did that. I stunned at my clock. LOL. hahahhahaa, yay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I count the steps the distance to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The time when it was me and you is so far gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another face another friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another place another end but I'll hang on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a winding road, it's a long way home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So don't wait for someone to tell you it's too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz these are the best days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's always something tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I say let's make the best of tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah let's make the best of tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here comes the rest of our lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-708490408295990014?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/708490408295990014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=708490408295990014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/708490408295990014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/708490408295990014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-are-my-only-one.html' title='you are my only one.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-6972471139778553561</id><published>2008-11-04T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T06:09:08.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'cause these are the best days (:</title><content type='html'>hello, today was a day out with Amos to celebrate his birthday :D thanks for the movie &amp;amp; lunch &lt;3 high school musical 3 was like wth? it's so not nice :( it's so boring. I can't wait for twilight to come out. hahahhaha. maybe I should read the book first. I wanna read 'cause my english is so sucky already. anyway, went to some half restaurant for lunch. milk tea didn't give me headache :D I loved the straw. so I felt really happy today :D thanks for everything today AAAAAAAAAAAAAA :D loveeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-6972471139778553561?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/6972471139778553561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=6972471139778553561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6972471139778553561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6972471139778553561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/cause-these-are-best-days.html' title='&apos;cause these are the best days (:'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-9106045068396360882</id><published>2008-11-04T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:58:50.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't be gay, it's your birthday :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BELOVEDY AMOSEY. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha I spent the first second with you :D it turned 12 and I was like happy birthday? hahahaha :D so, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love you&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-9106045068396360882?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/9106045068396360882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=9106045068396360882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/9106045068396360882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/9106045068396360882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello.html' title='don&apos;t be gay, it&apos;s your birthday :D'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-7487338183382614069</id><published>2008-11-03T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:28:14.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you pms like a bitch, I would know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ8XzWEB1oI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cVQ3kLC3tkk/s1600-h/DSC06579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264452660282644098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ8XzWEB1oI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cVQ3kLC3tkk/s200/DSC06579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ8XzLh0ixI/AAAAAAAAAgI/6gFqPZJ0TSI/s1600-h/DSC06566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264452657454811922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ8XzLh0ixI/AAAAAAAAAgI/6gFqPZJ0TSI/s200/DSC06566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ8Xypn5eFI/AAAAAAAAAgA/aSIHTBfBWck/s1600-h/DSC06564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264452648353495122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ8Xypn5eFI/AAAAAAAAAgA/aSIHTBfBWck/s200/DSC06564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. It's been quite a while :) 'cause I'm quite lazy to blog these few days. haha. so hols has been quite boring without pz. :( but still alright :D so Amos came just now. and had a really nice time :) and A levels has started. :o so fast. okay, I'm having a bit of headache, so bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-7487338183382614069?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/7487338183382614069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=7487338183382614069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/7487338183382614069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/7487338183382614069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-pms-like-bitch-i-would-know.html' title='you pms like a bitch, I would know.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ8XzWEB1oI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cVQ3kLC3tkk/s72-c/DSC06579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-9197307550719496596</id><published>2008-11-02T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T02:30:42.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you hold, the universe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ2AzSCmozI/AAAAAAAAAf4/x9KwdbgBrIM/s1600-h/92942-1225550395-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264005157970420530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ2AzSCmozI/AAAAAAAAAf4/x9KwdbgBrIM/s200/92942-1225550395-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ2AzC6lmKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/HqfF4NNohw8/s1600-h/92942-1225550395-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264005153910266018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ2AzC6lmKI/AAAAAAAAAfw/HqfF4NNohw8/s200/92942-1225550395-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I need is you lord.&lt;br /&gt;you hold the universe.&lt;br /&gt;you hold everyone on earth&lt;br /&gt;you hold the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-9197307550719496596?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/9197307550719496596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=9197307550719496596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/9197307550719496596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/9197307550719496596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-hold-universe.html' title='you hold, the universe.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQ2AzSCmozI/AAAAAAAAAf4/x9KwdbgBrIM/s72-c/92942-1225550395-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-7862328137308290288</id><published>2008-10-30T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:36:28.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape.</title><content type='html'>haRl0x .. tHiis Iis m0ii w0rxx ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;was a really nice day, but a so damn tired day. so, had lunch with Amos and Brandon muk. and then went for servers' meeting. and then I was like trying to keep myself awake as I was damn tired. :( I just wanted to close my eyes and go to lala land. but 'cause there's only so little people, I can't do that. so I stayed awake the whole time. Yay ariellna, you did it. it was supposed to end at 930, but it ended at 1045 D: I was like, dying. and then had a really nice time with Amosyy on the way homey. SO FUNNAYE. your face makes me laugh :D and we took the last train of the day :o train service has ended. :ooooooo okay I'm being really lame. but it's okay :D WHOOOOO. I feel really unwell now. but WHOOOO. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, today.&lt;br /&gt;went out with mummy to Marina square to have breakfast at Waraku. ahahha sounds so kuku la. then went for haircut. my hair's not curling anymore! HEHHEH. and then it was 430 already, so I headed to suntec to serve. I didn't serve for a really long time. so I had nice time preparing the stuffs. :D so after that I had to go already. then went home with Amos again :D yay. and then that was the end of my day. ahahaa loved it, alot. :D &lt;em&gt;love me love me, say that you love me. leave me, leave me, just say that you need me. I can't care bout anything but youuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;/em&gt; whooooooooooooooooooooo. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-7862328137308290288?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/7862328137308290288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=7862328137308290288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/7862328137308290288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/7862328137308290288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-begging-you-im-begging-you-im.html' title='I&apos;m begging you, I&apos;m begging you, I&apos;m begging you to be my escape.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-6454370989387834762</id><published>2008-10-27T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:59:01.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>those three words are said too much. THEY'RE NOT ENOUGH.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to go on a diet. I'm fat. I'm not fat. I'm becoming heavier, my fats become flabbier. I'm gonna go back to my one meal a day. I don't care. :( I wanted to watch one movie online yesterday but it was late, so I didn't. now I can't remember what I wanted to watch. screw. I'm really tired of everything. and I pray that I get the subjects I want.  I don't feel like going servers meeting today. I don't know. 'cause I'm not really close to the people in my department already. hur, but there's nothing I can do. alrighty, I'm not really in the mooooddd noww. :) yay. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-6454370989387834762?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/6454370989387834762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=6454370989387834762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6454370989387834762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6454370989387834762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/those-three-words-are-said-too-much.html' title='those three words are said too much. THEY&apos;RE NOT ENOUGH.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-6602081503125276379</id><published>2008-10-26T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T06:46:24.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've never told a lie, and that makes me a liar.</title><content type='html'>okay, I'm having a flu. maybe not. I've been sneezing from morning. but I was okay until in the middle of service. I sneezed a bit. and then on my way home, I sneezed, alot. :( and then now, I'm sneezing like hell. but I think sneezing is way better than coughing. flu is like the best illness. :D okay, so it's gonna be a serving day for me on Wednesday. I must well go since I don't have anything to do at home right. I'd rather serve than rot at home. ahha. so today was a lovely day with cass, esther and tricia finally came. I'm feeling hungry now :( oh ya, I've stopped myself from eating fastfood. so, no mac's, burgerK, kfc, what else is there? I don't know. just no fast food for me for now. 'cause it's so unhealthy. tsktsk. okay. I'm really tired nowwww. D: but I guess I'll get more energetic later on? hmmmmm. okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-6602081503125276379?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/6602081503125276379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=6602081503125276379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6602081503125276379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6602081503125276379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-never-told-lie-and-that-makes-me.html' title='I&apos;ve never told a lie, and that makes me a liar.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1483731155383399550</id><published>2008-10-25T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T06:21:25.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can be your hero babehh!</title><content type='html'>I feel really high now. LIKE WHOOOOOO. :D :D beeleebeeleeblableepbloop, BLOOPPP. yay, I spent my day at home today. I had a really bad sleep last night, and I felt really tired this morning, after I ate, I went back to sleep and woke up in an hour and a half. then I felt more awake. dinner was good, but bad. I felt really satisfied, but I felt fat after that. and I don't think I should care. I'm not fat. I just do not have muscles, that's why? but I face grew chubbier, and it's so not cute. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I had a nice day at home. and looking foreward to tmr :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1483731155383399550?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1483731155383399550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1483731155383399550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1483731155383399550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1483731155383399550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-can-be-your-hero-babehh.html' title='I can be your hero babehh!'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-3154014911130169822</id><published>2008-10-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:32:19.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Make You Smile.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last time I saw you, you turned away.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see you with the sun shining in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Hello,' but you kept on walking.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going deaf from the sound of the freeway.&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw you, you turned away.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t hear you with your voice ringing in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't feel you. You're always so far away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first time I saw you, you turned away.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see you with the smoke getting in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Hello,' but you kept on walking.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going deaf from the sound of the D.J.&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw you, you turned away.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't hear you with the noise ringing in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't feel you. You're always so far away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't, don't want to take you home.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, don't make me sleep alone.&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I'd only wanna' make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna' stay with me a while.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next time I see you, you'll turn away.&lt;br /&gt;I'll say, 'Hello,' but you'll keep on walking.&lt;br /&gt;The next time you see me I'll turn away.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't feel you. You're always so far away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't, don't want to take you home.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, don't make me sleep alone.&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I'd only wanna' make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna' stay with me a while.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't, don't want to take you home.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, don't make me sleep alone.&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I'd only wanna' make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna' stay with me a while.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-3154014911130169822?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/3154014911130169822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=3154014911130169822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3154014911130169822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3154014911130169822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-you-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-578953339546326876</id><published>2008-10-24T04:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T06:00:10.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're always so far away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQG5Sf8hnII/AAAAAAAAAfo/YE17sfHcs9k/s1600-h/DSC00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260689567209593986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQG5Sf8hnII/AAAAAAAAAfo/YE17sfHcs9k/s200/DSC00010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;spent the day with Amos. went new york new york for lunch and then watched Max Payne. it was, okay, quite nice, a little wierd, but nice. :D HAHA, whatever. I got a shock at certain parts. it was like :o I could have died. and it was so.... I don't know. aha, enjoyed my day. :) oh! and I found my plus 44 cd. I'm sooo happy okay. I didn't listen to it for like damn long already, and  I finally found it and I so love the songs. wheeeee. but I still think Blink 182 is better. but plus 44 is way better than angels and airwaves(?). and I'm so lazy to go back to school on Tuesday to hand in the subject combination form. zzz. AND YAY. I'M BACK TO THE SLEEP LATE WAKE UP LATE THING. I feel so happy 'cause I do not needa worry that there's school the next day, 'cause there isn't. HA. HA. and I miss pz girlys. :( I haven't seen them for quite awhile already 'cause of o's. when I was at downtown just now, when I saw wildwildwet, I just thought of the chalet that time. ahaha, so fun. thinking of it makes me kinda happy. but sad at the same time. I just can't wait for their o's to be over. then it'll be party time. and I feel so lack of clothes + $$. and I'm having goosebumps non-stop now. I hate the feeling. zzz. I feel like a pig every night. but I think my sister's worse. HA. so yay. bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps. thanks for the movie today, &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-578953339546326876?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/578953339546326876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=578953339546326876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/578953339546326876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/578953339546326876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-always-so-far-away.html' title='you&apos;re always so far away.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SQG5Sf8hnII/AAAAAAAAAfo/YE17sfHcs9k/s72-c/DSC00010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1359652266041929966</id><published>2008-10-23T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T08:20:00.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>even though it's hard to hear the truth, it's every little thing that makes you move.</title><content type='html'>you know, I don't have the feel of blogging. ?_? but I feel like, I don't know :) I feel tired, but not tired.  I don't know :D AHAHHA, YAYYY. I'm quite satisfied with my results as I've improved hell lot from the past terms and I'm happy bout that. and next year I'll do even better :) but, the criteria for N level changed. so irritating. and I don't know what I'll do if zappy ever dies. D: I feel so attached to it. It's so fatty, so furry, so adorable, so black. okay I'm off to macs with cuzzzzyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1359652266041929966?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1359652266041929966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1359652266041929966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1359652266041929966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1359652266041929966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/even-though-its-hard-to-hear-truth-its.html' title='even though it&apos;s hard to hear the truth, it&apos;s every little thing that makes you move.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-8900812617327129919</id><published>2008-10-23T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:43:10.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you be the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground, I'll be the wings the keep your heart in the clouds.</title><content type='html'>LAST DAY OF SCHOOL BABY. I feel so yay now. :D okay byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-8900812617327129919?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/8900812617327129919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=8900812617327129919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8900812617327129919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8900812617327129919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-be-my-anchor-that-keeps-my-feet-on.html' title='you be the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground, I&apos;ll be the wings the keep your heart in the clouds.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-6825399182120763690</id><published>2008-10-21T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:30:22.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you do, you don't.</title><content type='html'>interclass was a bore. I guess there's not much activities tmr. so, physic or bio? and my calves are aching now. it hurts. I hate this feeling. and I'm tired. I'm gonna sleep. goodnight. sweet dreams. we'll meet in lala land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;give you all I can,&lt;br /&gt;flower and a hand.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this helps you see.&lt;br /&gt;signed, sincerely me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-6825399182120763690?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/6825399182120763690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=6825399182120763690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6825399182120763690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6825399182120763690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-do-you-dont.html' title='you do, you don&apos;t.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-8920998767492637780</id><published>2008-10-20T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T07:04:39.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't be superman</title><content type='html'>today is a really tired day. I woke up at 645, when I was supposed to wake up at 6. I didn't really care. 'cause I'd still be in time for school. I was stuck in the hall from morning till the dismissal time, which really sucked. I don't really feel like going to school tmr, but I will. HA. anyway, I was reading this book, this part is damn sad:&lt;br /&gt;'I think it would be better if we could be... just friends'&lt;br /&gt;'friends,' she echoed. '&lt;i&gt;F&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;riends?&lt;/em&gt;' she repeated loudly.&lt;br /&gt;there was a dull splat.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, WHOAAAAA. okay, I'm getting lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;beneath the milky twilight.&lt;br /&gt;lead me, out on the moonlit floor.&lt;br /&gt;lift your open hands.&lt;br /&gt;strike out the band,&lt;br /&gt;and make the fireflies dance.&lt;br /&gt;silver moon's sparking.&lt;br /&gt;so kiss me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-8920998767492637780?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/8920998767492637780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=8920998767492637780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8920998767492637780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8920998767492637780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-be-superman.html' title='I can&apos;t be superman'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-2122089403941986338</id><published>2008-10-19T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T06:27:00.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let's make this night last forever.</title><content type='html'>okay, service without pz, again. 'cause O level's are tmr :o it's seems so fast. so, all the best to Cass, Char and Tricia &lt;3! so, I sat with Amos and his dg during service. I hate it when I've to sit with other people's dg. but, it's okay :D and, I've grown so attached to you, what am I donna do? hurrrr. tmr's school. I don't wanna go. and I miss serving in creative comms. though sometimes it's abit tiring, but yay. but I hate the debriefs after service. it's so long, and annoying. and I guess there's gonna be alot of serving already 'cause camp is coming up. I remember the banner we did for ej3. it's damn nice. and I feel a little disappointed now that I can't go ej4. it's pz's last camp TOGETHER, and so many people can't make it. I know the p&amp;amp;w's gonna be fun. the late nights together's gonna be fun too. but what can we do if we can't make it? haha, why did I get into the subject of camp? I can't wait for their exams to be over, then we can spend time tgt again! sleepovers, and december 31st! time to open our time capsule. and then write new ones! WHEEEEE. :DD I still remember clearly what I wrote. 'cause I only wrote one stupid line. and I need to write a brand new one. so it's coming to the end of the year, it gets faster and faster each year. so.... the world is coming to an end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-2122089403941986338?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/2122089403941986338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=2122089403941986338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2122089403941986338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2122089403941986338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-make-this-night-last-forever.html' title='let&apos;s make this night last forever.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-8426750241645396545</id><published>2008-10-18T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:09:39.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll always have my heart.</title><content type='html'>I think I'm the fattest person on earth now. :( I just ate like hell lot, and now, I'm eating chips. GRRAAAHHH. okay, since when did I use grah? o_o okay, if pz came today, it'd be DAMN fun okay. extended praise and worship was goody. but Tricia and I kept talking. hahahaha, during sermon also talk. so it's kinda a talking day today. and I'm glad that I came today. I wanted to not come, but Tricia was going. so I went :D and then met Amos after service for like 15 minutes? and talking was funny fun fun. so happy :D&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love him&lt;/span&gt; :p and had a really nice day today. and I think morgan's crazy. CRAZY BITCH. okay, I'm sorry. maybe the problem is me, too? HAHA, I don't care, what can you do? OMG, MY BACK OW, IT HURTS. OUCHHHH. oh dammit. I feel so tired today. I had a nightmare. when I woke up, my heart was beating damn fast. and I wanna stop using "super" also. it's so... ugh?&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, I was listening to first date by blink 182. I kinda miss that band. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you guess that I didn't know what to wear?&lt;br /&gt;I'm too scared of what you think&lt;br /&gt;You make me nervous so I really can't eat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-8426750241645396545?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/8426750241645396545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=8426750241645396545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8426750241645396545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/8426750241645396545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/youll-always-have-my-heart.html' title='you&apos;ll always have my heart.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1656680283759357526</id><published>2008-10-17T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T05:44:07.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so close, and still so far.</title><content type='html'>I stayed at home the whole damn day. and I feel :( , not really. HA. I watched enchanted online, again. hahaa, actually, it's only like the second time I'm watching it. and I bloody forgot what I wanted to type. D:&lt; I stayed at home, and finally started to pack my room :D I feel so nice. haha, and I found the letter Tricia gave me last christmas. hahaha :) it's so nice reading it again. hahahaaa, it just reminds me so much of last year. and I found my last year's diary also. it's so full of Moses. ugh. and it was filled with sadness. I guess it was really retarded? heh, so funnaye. and you know, cause I'm sleeping late every night, I think that my eye bags are like :O ! and it's black too. help? D: grr, I'm not really looking forward to dare tmr. I feel like just going for sunday. but nevermind, I'll still go, to take up time? and I hope that my cousin will still be at my place when I come home. :) and I think we're all back to the don't like dare feeling. zzz. after P. Benjamin took over, dare became worse. it was already screwed before that then now it's like worse. wtf? so, anyway, I think it's like a little crazy, after I ate dinner, I'm still hungry. and I'm like not in a really good mood now. I hate this mood. I feel so annoyed by, should I say the name? okay, fine, since not much people know this blog, I think Morgan's fucking annoying. I think he's crazy. he's freaking crazy. I feel like OSIHGOAHVILKUDV;ALSDA,.CXMN,ZVSS,F,JKD, at him now. and I shouldn't do that next time, 'cause if my sister's laptop's keyboard spoils, I'm dead. grrr, screw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1656680283759357526?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1656680283759357526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1656680283759357526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1656680283759357526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1656680283759357526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-close-and-still-so-far.html' title='so close, and still so far.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-5724812307354025628</id><published>2008-10-16T05:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:25:25.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>together, it doesn't feel right at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SPcy7RLhYqI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Hb_tVYDY9iE/s1600-h/DSC06546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257727083783742114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SPcy7RLhYqI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Hb_tVYDY9iE/s200/DSC06546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; alrightyy, today school day was nice. but, boring. so, I don't like the government. why does he make us into normal tech/acad/express/special? it's so irritating. anyway, had lunch with Amos. hurrrr? this picture was taken last sunday :D and dare's this week. andddd, I hope things will turn out more right this time, I don't know. maybe all &lt;em&gt;these things&lt;/em&gt; aren't a VERY good idea. I don't know, well, I'll just let daddy guide me. okay, fine, I sound so dotdotdot. but seriously. hahaa, okay, so I'm confirm gonna tak, english, chinese, poa, e math, chem, bio, literature and art. :D alright, I'm somehow excited for next year. 'cause it's a brand new year, and I'm gonna study study study! :D I suddenly feel so motivated. ahahahhaa, but I'm trusting in daddy to give me the subject combination I want. like, please? omg, I just used "like". oh dammit. :D I love life right now, I don't know, but I just love life. yay? okay, I don't love love life. I just love(?) life. wth. I think I'm slowly going crazy. and I feel so happy about my subject combinations. AND I STILL FEEL SO LACK OF PHOTOS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-5724812307354025628?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/5724812307354025628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=5724812307354025628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/5724812307354025628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/5724812307354025628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/together-it-doesnt-feel-right-at-all.html' title='together, it doesn&apos;t feel right at all.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SPcy7RLhYqI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Hb_tVYDY9iE/s72-c/DSC06546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-4195424978874840395</id><published>2008-10-15T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T04:17:41.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't turn around, and say bye again.</title><content type='html'>so, today was a quite enjoyable day. I passed my Literature. :D I'm superly happy about that, so yay. and today was class lunch at eighteen chefs. the food was damn zzz. even I could cook better than that pathetic pasta. haha, okay, abit mean. but :D hahaha. I realised I can't stay at home too long because I keep eating and eating. I eat non-stop, and I'll never be full. it's like, I don't know, I think I'm eating too much. and after I eat dinner, I still feel hungry. and I start to eat again at 11+ in the night. :O and I should stop. :p so, I passed English, Math, Literature. hoping to pass Science and History? I failed chinese. and I don't know what subjects to choose. I wanna read, I wanna love to read, I wanna take Literature. I don't want Geog, I don't want history. and I don't know what I should take for science. I wanna take A math. ARFGH. ahahaa. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't turn around and say bye again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah it crushes my head when you call me Your friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I'm not the same person from back in the day, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the back of the class that you thought was gay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No I can't find the words &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause I lost them the minute they fell out of my mouth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's love and I'm in it, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so give me your lips and just let me kiss 'em&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And let's get messed up and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;listen to probably the best mixtape I have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-4195424978874840395?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/4195424978874840395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=4195424978874840395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/4195424978874840395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/4195424978874840395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-turn-around-and-say-bye-again.html' title='don&apos;t turn around, and say bye again.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1190429095216986936</id><published>2008-10-14T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T05:33:38.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the sky is changing, we are one (:</title><content type='html'>got back my results today, I can't wait to see my overall results. I really don't know how well I would do, but I know I did my best and I studied. I'm not VERY satisfied with my results. I passed english, I don't know how much, I got 61 for my math. :(! stupid paper 2, it pulled me down alot, but my paper 1 pulled me up alot. I failed history, for the paper alone, I don't know about overall. but, I'm just really scared. I hope I can pass Literature and science, chinese is a confirm gone case for me. hur. but it's alright. :) I know I'll pass all except for chinese &amp;amp; history? I really wanna take Literature next year. ha, but I still don't know. I can't wait for my results, suddenly. okay, so it's a nice day. I still feel lack of photos. and I miss serving already. this dare is gonna be a break for us to celebrate 'cause there's no more exams. and I think I should stop using "like" not that I like you you like me that kind of "like" it's that "like" you know, that "like". get it?! I think it's damn bimbotic, or just so, not nice. haha. so I shall stop using "like" and "lol". :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1190429095216986936?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1190429095216986936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1190429095216986936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1190429095216986936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1190429095216986936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/sky-is-changing-we-are-one.html' title='the sky is changing, we are one (:'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-3796462421306183946</id><published>2008-10-13T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:39:40.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>running through the monsoon, beyond the world, to the end of time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SPM_l379IaI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qtf7F2puO80/s1600-h/2936577357_ba66975c8a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256615109974630818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SPM_l379IaI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qtf7F2puO80/s200/2936577357_ba66975c8a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yay :) there are many more photos, but I guess one photo's enough :D we just had a great time yesterday :D I really needa get out of the house. I'm like dying of boredom :( and I really don't wanna go school tmr :( my holiday mood is like turned on already. and I looooooove sleeping late every night and waking up late every morning. maybe slightly earlier if I'm going out, but it's so so nice to sleep late every night and wake up late the next morning and just laze around, with nothing to do, and stuff myself with food and sit on the couch and grow fat and die. HAAHHAAHHAHA. okay, I really don't wanna go school tmr. thinking of it makes me bleah. and I'm not gonna sleep earlier today, because I don't feel like it. and I'm gonna eat fries for supper and thats bad. bad bad. ahaha. but nevermind! my cheeks were chubby yesterday. boohoo. omg, I just used boohoo. I didn't use that for a super long time already :o hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-3796462421306183946?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/3796462421306183946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=3796462421306183946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3796462421306183946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/3796462421306183946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/running-through-monsoon-beyond-world-to.html' title='running through the monsoon, beyond the world, to the end of time'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SPM_l379IaI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qtf7F2puO80/s72-c/2936577357_ba66975c8a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-1315126190143350407</id><published>2008-10-12T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T08:11:23.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today, is the day I pray that we make it through.</title><content type='html'>enjoyable day today. :) I wish I had the photos now. like, now. okay, so I met Amos and then met Alvin later and went together to suntec :) I actually felt like eating, KFC, I don't know why, but then after for a while, I lost my appetite. but, I still ate. so, we reached suntec really early, so he waited with me until cass and esther came :) so service was again, &lt;em&gt;YOU AND ME, AND ESTHER TEO WITH NOTHING TO DO, NOTHING TO LOSE CAUSE IT'S YOU AND ME, AND ESTHER TEO AND I DON'T KNOW WHY, WE CAN'T KEEP OUR EYES OFF OUR &lt;s&gt;BOOKS&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. okay, after eating and everything, went into service p&amp;amp;w. during service I suddenly felt really really ultra sleepy. so I slept a little until esther woke me up. then towards the end of the service, I GOT SO DAMN URGENT AND I NEEDED TO PEEPEE. zzz =.=''' and I was like controlling and controlling until yay! ahahahha :) and today was WHOLE pz. like really everyone, cass, char, esther, tricia, ying and I :) we celebrated char's birthday at n.y.d.c. :) the food was damn nice &lt;3. take manymany photos. the mudpie was soooo nice okay. I feel really fat today, and then went to fountain of wealth. I wanted to wait until the song we dedicated to char was played. but then, it was getting late, and I had to go. soo, I left, we took a last pz photo before I left. heh :) went home with Amos again, and Brandon. you know, I feel sooo good that no one knows this blog except pz and (maybe) my mum. LOLL. you know why, 'cause I can say whoever's name and no one really cares :D :D so, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I guess, this song, grrr :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I looked away, then I looked back at you.&lt;br /&gt;you try to say, things that you can't undo.&lt;br /&gt;if I had my way, I'd never get over you.&lt;br /&gt;today is the day, I pray that we make it through.&lt;br /&gt;make it through the fall, make it through it all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I don't wanna fall to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna sit &amp;amp; stare at you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;and I don't want a conversation&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna cry in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about it,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm in love with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're the only one, I'll be with till the end.&lt;br /&gt;when I come undon, you bring me back again.&lt;br /&gt;back under the stars, back into your arms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I don't wanna fall to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna sit &amp;amp; stare at you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about it&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want a conversatoin,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna cry in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about it,&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm in love with you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanna know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what this means.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know what is real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna know everything, EVERYTHING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I don't wanna fall to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna sit &amp;amp; stare at you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;and I don't want a conversation,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna cry in front of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-1315126190143350407?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/1315126190143350407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=1315126190143350407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1315126190143350407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/1315126190143350407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-day-i-pray-that-we-make-it.html' title='today, is the day I pray that we make it through.'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-180610247091323850</id><published>2008-10-11T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T04:35:58.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SPCPhkqZDUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/IFVl6TpeySY/s1600-h/Look_after_my_heart_by_soleilfleur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255858572081302850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SPCPhkqZDUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/IFVl6TpeySY/s200/Look_after_my_heart_by_soleilfleur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so sweet right! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-180610247091323850?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/180610247091323850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=180610247091323850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/180610247091323850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/180610247091323850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-sweet-right-3.html' title=''/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SPCPhkqZDUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/IFVl6TpeySY/s72-c/Look_after_my_heart_by_soleilfleur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-6281724589400749710</id><published>2008-10-11T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T02:25:27.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fall to pieces</title><content type='html'>today, was like whee. had lunch with mum &amp;amp; sis at crystal jade. omggg, I'm really so excited tmr :) and I don't know what to wear. I've like, ran out of clothes. and I'm back to my unglam moments. not really "unglam moments", but it's kinda like, back to the t-shirt &amp;amp; jeans/shorts. which is really really really bad. maybe I should wear my banana dress tmr. hmmm? depends on what the rest wear tmr. hahaha, I don't like to wear dress, like alone, when everyone else is wearing shirt &amp;amp; shorts/jeans. hahahaha. 'cause I'll feel kinda wierdddyyy. :p  oh ya! I bought an angel silicone cover for my ipod. IT'S SO CUTE. ahahhaahhahahahha. I feel partially high, but I don't know why, I feel kinda wierd messaging &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; now. no it isn't Morgan. but, I just feel like, argh, I can't really explain the feeling. really. hahahahaha. not like it's fake. oh ya oh ya! you know, I saw the video bad day by daniel powter on mtv. ahaha, I totally forgotten about the vid already. it's damn nice. :) so nice! HAHAHHAHAHA. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-6281724589400749710?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/6281724589400749710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=6281724589400749710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6281724589400749710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/6281724589400749710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-to-pieces.html' title='fall to pieces'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-143786693029730853.post-2646304432189311041</id><published>2008-10-10T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:03:08.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>half alive</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying out blogger, again. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt; blogger. I'm leaving my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xanga&lt;/span&gt; alone for while. I suddenly got really bored of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xanga&lt;/span&gt;, and don't want certain people to know my blog. so, I've moved quietly to blogger :) and I'm really confused about some stuffs, which I shan't mention. I don't wanna like, you know. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. okay, so, today, I had lunch with &lt;i&gt;A&lt;/i&gt; :) talked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. an d I loved it. he made me laugh like super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. his laughter is so contagious. :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. I suddenly, like like blogger o_o and this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;, I'm super excited, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! :D :D I really am. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;whooooo&lt;/span&gt;. and no more lyrics for me for awhile, unless there's some songs I'm really in love with. so, no more song lyrics :) I forgot where my link comes from, but it's from a song, and I forgot what song, but it suddenly came to my mind. HA. but I know it's from a song. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;. I'm going slightly crazy now. okay, so, I feel that I'm growing fatter and fatter each day. I keep eating unhealthy stuff, like: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;maggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt;, frozen food, fast food. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;blablabla&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;. how?! I keep eating mac's and it's really bad. like bad bad. and I dislike people who keep bugging me to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dg&lt;/span&gt;. don't you get it? I don't wanna go, so, what CAN you do? make me. okay, I'm not trying to being rebellious or whatsoever, but, I just don't like it. especially my current &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dgl&lt;/span&gt;. I feel so irritated. =.= and also, there's new people, that I don't really like. ha. :) forgive me. it's natural for someone to not like certain people, the way they're behaving, right? anyways, holidays are like &lt;3.&gt;:( okay fine. okay hols haven't really started, well, I don't have school 'til &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;, so it feels like hols already. and I don't feel like getting my results back. I'm really scared, yet excited. It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;eoy&lt;/span&gt;, and I've never felt this nervous about my results before. maybe 'cause I did my best during the exams, and studied more than usual. but, still, I don't really want to get back my results. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. I want to get the subject combinations I want. okay, I don't really know what I want, I just know that I wanna take Literature, but I have second thoughts about it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hurr&lt;/span&gt;, I don't know. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ahha&lt;/span&gt; :) and I feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;realllyyy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt; about some stuff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;arghh&lt;/span&gt;. it's alright :) there's still daddy. :) and I realised so many like really nice songs are all sang by guys. lyrics are super sweet. and I've been staying up yesterday looking for a movie to watch, online. but there's like nothing. this afternoon, I watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stepmom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on HBO. it's damn nice :) and I feel so satisfied. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;, and this hols, I MUST watch a nice movie. I tried watching transformers online, but it took like damn long to buffer, so I gave up. and I'm desperate to take photos, before my smile become like, completely fake. it's already so fake, I don't want it to be even more fake. like fake fake. oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heal my heart &amp;amp; make it clean.&lt;br /&gt;open up my eyes to the things unseen.&lt;br /&gt;show me how to love like you have loved me.&lt;br /&gt;break my heart for what breaks yours.&lt;br /&gt;everything I am for your kingdom's cause.&lt;br /&gt;as I walk from earth into eternity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/143786693029730853-2646304432189311041?l=prettyurgly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/feeds/2646304432189311041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=143786693029730853&amp;postID=2646304432189311041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2646304432189311041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/143786693029730853/posts/default/2646304432189311041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyurgly.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-i-feel-that-my-blog-is-really.html' title='half alive'/><author><name>ariellna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04321128001552642357</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6iPg_iRN7hw/SbfB8aHPhyI/AAAAAAAAArE/VG0ievf92fU/S220/Image002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
