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font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Moving to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sugarlovers-r-us.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.sugarlovers-r-us.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-1428011027312369222?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/1428011027312369222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=1428011027312369222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/1428011027312369222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/1428011027312369222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2009/01/moving.html' title='Moving!'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-5664787139360133320</id><published>2008-12-25T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:18:48.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll probably be posting about Japan and Hong Kong soon, but not now, because it's Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But sadly for me, Christmas doesn't mean presents like it does to THE REST OF YOU GUYS. Coz my mom and the other moms in our family (as in, our relatives) agreed to get presents only for their own children coz 1) there are so many people to get presents for, and 2) some are like 18 or 20 - in other words, very old, so, &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;3) they don't know what to get for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know, I know. Christmas isn't all about presents. But you have to admit, presents are fun! Oh well. There is going to be a party at my aunty's house tonight, and my cousins are etc. are gonna be there! Including Yu Wen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:13 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yu Wen gave me Anthon Berg chocolates. The Christmas party hardly felt like a Christmas party at all. First of all, we did not sing carols or anything Christmas-y like that. We just ate and did whatever. The food was good. Turkey and chocolate fountain and all. Then me and my bros used these things to spray water at each other, using the swimming pool water at my&amp;nbsp;aunty's house. That was really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jia Qing pushed Jia Wei into the swimming pool while we were playing and they both got scolded. I got wet from all the spraying. Then we played Bluff for a short while. Then I listening to music and read while my cousins tried playing &lt;em&gt;mahjong. &lt;/em&gt;It was pretty boring. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-5664787139360133320?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/5664787139360133320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=5664787139360133320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/5664787139360133320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/5664787139360133320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-1067136565928589081</id><published>2008-12-07T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:58:58.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor lautner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>3 More Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to Japan in 3 days (on Thursday). So fast. I haven't packed yet because I'm too lazy. But I'm adequately equipped for the long, boring hours on the plane on the way to Japan (and later, Hong Kong). I bought some books yesterday: &lt;em&gt;Inkdeath&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Skip Beat! vol. 14&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; Skip Beat! vol. 15&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;Vampire Knight vol. 5 &lt;/em&gt;(finally came out! Yes!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I finally had a nice celebrity dream last night! It's amazing! It was such a nice dream. I dreamt that my dad brought us to Paris for a 5-day holiday, but we were in America for some reason (although it was nothing like America). And there I met the &lt;strong&gt;Twilight &lt;/strong&gt;cast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Although there was some people in the cast in my dream who aren't really in Twilight. Kristen (Bella) had longer hair, and Robert Pattinson (Edward) looked different, not as hot, but he didn't really matter in the dream. And then I saw &lt;strong&gt;Taylor&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;We became really friendly and he was very nice. In the end (well, not really, but the end of what I wanna say anyway), we had to send Taylor and my cousin ShiHao and&amp;nbsp;Robert back to their boarding school (???). So we were all saying "bye" and stuff, and Taylor and I hugged and he kissed me on the cheek!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's really too bad I had to wake up. It was such a wonderful dream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:36 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I bought 3 more books today at Mid Valley, but I felt pretty sleepy. And if I feel sleepy during the afternoon, it usually means I have a fever. I'm going to Japan in like, 3 days, so I hope I won't vomit in the airport &lt;strike&gt;like the last time&lt;/strike&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/855127264404004263-1067136565928589081?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/1067136565928589081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=1067136565928589081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/1067136565928589081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/1067136565928589081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-more-days.html' title='3 More Days'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-2323347442323653773</id><published>2008-12-01T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:35:56.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nigahiga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor lautner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>NigaHiga's New Movie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I'm sure all of you guys know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/nigahiga"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NigaHiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(if you don't, where have you &lt;em&gt;been&lt;/em&gt;?). I'm not sure if I should call NigaHiga "he" (Ryan Higa) or "they" (Ryan Higa and Sean Fujiyoshi), so I think I'll go with the "he".&amp;nbsp;He is a YouTube star and the creator of&amp;nbsp;totally &lt;u&gt;hilarious&lt;/u&gt; videos like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pK4bLMd0avU"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;How to Be Emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ndiRRjCyV_E&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;How to Be Nerd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khFhF64P3VQ&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;How to Be Gangster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;, and more (watch them if you're having a bad day, they'll make you LOL). So yeah, they got discovered by some dudes in Hollywood, so now they're gonna be in a movie called...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryan and Sean's Not-So-Excellent Adventure!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;watch the trailer below ↓ &lt;/em&gt;| &lt;em&gt;click&lt;/em&gt; →&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ryanandseansmovie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;←&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;to go to the movie website&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oh0bkX_3oUA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/Oh0bkX_3oUA&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;Ryan was kidding when he said they're gonna replace Sean with that guy from &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/WHATTHEBUCKSHOW"&gt;What the Buck?!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(another YouTube celebrity, and yes, that is the guy. Looks pretty diff, eh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I just emailed &lt;strong&gt;Galaxie &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:galaxie@thestar.com.my"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://galaxieblog.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;), a&amp;nbsp;cool local Malaysian celeb mag, to ask about Twilight and Taylor Lautner and Tokio Hotel (notice how they all start with a T?) and Ryan and Sean's NSEA movie. Hopefully they'll reply soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and I have the&amp;nbsp;piano sheet music for&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Bella's Lullaby&lt;/strong&gt;! For anyone who wants it, leave me a message. It's not the official one, though. I can memorize it now. Wheee~! Although I didn't follow the sheet music &lt;em&gt;exactly &lt;/em&gt;because there were some left hand notes that I think are different from the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is completely unrelated to the movie, but... &lt;strong&gt;Taylor &lt;/strong&gt;is so hot. His karate moves are soooooo cool! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; I wish&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I &lt;/em&gt;could do that! I watched a video of him when he was 11 (video below). He was performing with a bo staff, and his movements are&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;unbelievably &lt;/em&gt;fast! I don't know how anyone could do that, let alone an 11-year-old. But they say he practiced 4 hours a day, so I guess all that hard work paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Taylor Lautner - 2003 US Open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1_U8TCyB28&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/L1_U8TCyB28&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;OMGG... I want to do that! I'm going to ask my mom if I can learn karate now. Just kidding. But seriously, Taylor is &lt;em&gt;soooooo &lt;/em&gt;COOL! He is the coolest 11-year-old I've ever seen... Although he's 16 [and HOT] now. Ah well, I think I'm going to practice my splits again now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;For 4 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes, I'm going to do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to be like &lt;strong&gt;The Little Engine That Could&lt;/strong&gt; (I think his name is Thomas or something...?). I think I can, I think I can, I think I can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Owww. My thighs, my thighs. Err... Okay, maybe not. I can't do splits now. Later in the afternoon, I will. I have to do some warm-ups first... or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Whatever. &lt;em&gt;Auf Wiedersehen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:33 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg, I just realized that it's December already! How time flies. I'm going to Japan and Hong Kong&amp;nbsp;in about 10 days, on the 11th [to the 22nd]. No wonder my mom put a suitcase in my room yesterday. Omg! I didn't realize it was so quick!&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/855127264404004263-2323347442323653773?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/2323347442323653773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=2323347442323653773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2323347442323653773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2323347442323653773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/12/nigahigas-new-movie.html' title='NigaHiga&apos;s New Movie!'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-2734876484906721118</id><published>2008-11-30T18:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:35:22.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor lautner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celeb crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill kaulitz'/><title type='text'>I Heart Werewolves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It’s amazing how quickly I switch my celebrity crushes. Really, it’s terrible. I’m not loyal enough &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;. But whatever. Now, shall I introduce my new celeb crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAYLOR LAUTNER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feast your eyes on his hotness! (Or watch the last 2 videos below, even better)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TaylorLautner.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/TaylorLautner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a.k.a.&lt;/em&gt; Jacob Black &lt;em&gt;from &lt;/em&gt;Twilight &lt;em&gt;or &lt;/em&gt;Sharkboy &lt;em&gt;from &lt;/em&gt;The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl 3-D&lt;em&gt;! (But please don’t call him Sharkboy, because, I mean,&lt;/em&gt; Sharkboy&lt;em&gt;? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would &lt;/em&gt;you&lt;em&gt; like to be called that? … I thought so.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Before you say anything, I do not regret spending all that money on &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt; stuff on the Internet. Tokio Hotel is a good band and they make good music, and Bill Kaulitz is still very cute and adorable and hyper. I just happen to like Taylor more now. Oh gosh, I hope I’m not gonna be like this when I grow up D=. I’ll never get married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, here’s a few paragraphs from &lt;u&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/u&gt; about Taylor. Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taylor_Lautner"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;to read the whole thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taylor was born in Grand Rapids, Michigan, the son of Deborah and Dan Lautner. He is of French, Dutch, German, and Native American (specifically Ottawa and Potawatomi) ancestry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lautner began studying karate at the age of six, training at Fabiano's Karate School in Holland, Michigan. By the following year, he began winning tournaments. He was soon invited to train with seven-time world karate champion Mike Chat and, when he was eight, he was asked to represent his country in the twelve years and under division in the World Karate Association where he proved himself by becoming the Junior World Forms and Weapons champion, winning three gold medals. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He continued to flourish in the martial arts circuit; in 2003, at only eleven years old, he was ranked number one in the world for NASKA's Black Belt Open Forms, Musical Weapons, Traditional Weapons and Traditional Forms and, by the age of twelve, he won Junior World Championships.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg, right? French, Dutch, German, and Native American?!? NATIVE AMERICAN?! How awesome! How exotic! And about that whole karate thing? &lt;em&gt;Siiiiiigh…&lt;/em&gt; he’s sooo cooool!&amp;nbsp;He's amazing, really.&amp;nbsp;Here are&amp;nbsp;some vids of him demonstrating his awesome fantastic wonderful cool radical etc. karate skills. I could only dream of doing that &lt;em&gt;sighhh... &lt;/em&gt;he makes me wanna learn karate&amp;nbsp;(don't laugh!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Although I can't say I care much for the whole screaming + looking like you have anger issues thing. But you have to do that to win in karate. They give you extra points for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor Lautner demonstration at Kids Fair in Clovis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XwpsxXUYU0w&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/XwpsxXUYU0w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor Lautner – 2003 World Series of Martial Arts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taylor's extreme form at Charlie Lee Nationals ’03 (when he was 11)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p_xnmg7Eo40&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/p_xnmg7Eo40&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;His coolness makes Antarctica feel like Death Valley! His hotness makes the sun melt! I mean, you could roast marshmallows on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hehehehe… *hysterical-ish giggle*&amp;nbsp;He’s so awesome. And he makes me feel so stupid, too. At 11 he was ranked number one in the world for NASKA's Black Belt Open Forms, Musical Weapons, Traditional Weapons and Traditional Forms. Me, I’m 13, and I haven’t accomplished anything. Pfft. But at least he has a wide nose! Just like me (except he has a high nose bridge and I don’t, darnit)! Wheee~! I’m not saying his wide nose is bad. I mean, if all celebrities had the same small, pointy nose, it’d be boring. He’s like the complete opposite of Bill Kaulitz though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;perfect tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;quite muscular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;short, naturally black hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;a T-shirt-and-jeans guy (I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;wide nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;athletic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;boyish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bill:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;beautifully pale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;slender, girly figure (not muscular at all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;long, dyed black hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Goth, likes to dress up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;narrow, pointy nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;doesn’t like sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;feminine (in a good way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Could they&amp;nbsp;be any more different? Moreee videos! Watch! Watch!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor Lautner for Popstar! (photoshoot)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZxYL--swSQ&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/zZxYL--swSQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor Lautner Shirtless! (photoshoot)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zoGFxR3Slf4&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/zoGFxR3Slf4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you don't feel like watching them, watch them anyway! I know that "shirtless" thing got your attention! And look at how white his teeth are! I read somewhere that drinking colored drinks and eating too much candy make your teeth yellow. I don't really&amp;nbsp;drink soft drinks that much anyway, so that one's fine. As for the candy... I'll have to work on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh yes, and something weird happened&amp;nbsp;Friday night. I slept with my right arm dangling off the edge of my bed, and when I woke up and looked at my fingers, they looked kind of weird but I didn't know why. So I put up my right and left hands and looked in the mirror, and the fingers on my right hand were so FAT! I guess all the blood went to them, that's why. They're back to normal though, thank God. So just some advice: don't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And for some reason I can't dream about celebrities... Well, nice dreams anyway. Only once I dreamt about Tokio Hotel. It was a nightmare. I don't know what happened to Gustav and Geog, but they weren't there, but Bill and Tom were. And boy, were they U-G-L-Y! And not very friendly too. I woke up and I couldn't bear going back to sleep after for fear of more nightmares. *shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And Zac Efron, back when I liked him, I couldn't see his face properly and/or he didn't look as hot. I have a weird problem. &lt;em&gt;Emily &lt;/em&gt;dreamt she and I went to a TH concert, and she's not even a fan. &lt;em&gt;Saskia &lt;/em&gt;had sooo many dreams of Tokio Hotel -- good dreams. Something's wrong with my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor the Gorgeous-Karate-Guy-Werewolf &lt;/strong&gt;makes me feel so stupid. I think I'm going to practice my splits now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;strong&gt;Taylor&lt;/strong&gt; heart &lt;em&gt;heart&lt;/em&gt; heart&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/855127264404004263-2734876484906721118?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/2734876484906721118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=2734876484906721118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2734876484906721118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2734876484906721118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-heart-werewolves.html' title='I Heart Werewolves'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-8579594683529628858</id><published>2008-11-28T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:25:31.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tash and emily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot guys'/><title type='text'>Twilight!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Omg, you guys! I watched &lt;strong&gt;TWILIGHT &lt;/strong&gt;today with my mom, Aunty Lori (maid), my three bros, and Emily and Tash, and it was sooo &lt;em&gt;awesomeeee! &lt;/em&gt;It was at 11:30AM, so we got some candy and stuff to eat first, then we went into the cinema.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;We&amp;nbsp;were&amp;nbsp;super excited and kept whispering and stuff. Tash and I were sitting on the edge of our seats and leaning forward. Emily suddenly, without any warning, grabbed my neck and hugged me during the movie -- twice (P.S. I was sitting between Tash and Emily). Lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;TWILIGHT IS SOOO NICE! If only they'd put more money into the special effects though, because when Edward jumps it looks a bit fake... but other than that, it's nice. And &lt;strong&gt;Edward &lt;/strong&gt;(Robert Pattinson) and &lt;strong&gt;Jacob Black &lt;/strong&gt;(Taylor Lautner) are sooo hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But I still like Bill the most, I think, coz I don't know how the other two act and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sorry, gotta go now coz my mom is pestering me to go to sleep. It's 12:17AM now. I'll edit this post tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 November 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;11:24 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jacob wore a wig in the movie, but he IS supposed to have long hair, so... Well, he looks better without the wig, but who cares? And no &lt;em&gt;wonder &lt;/em&gt;he looks so familiar! He was in &lt;strong&gt;Sharkboy and Lavagirl&lt;/strong&gt;! He's so good-looking ^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, I had to go to the bathroom during the movie, and Emily was obliged to go with me because I had went with her to the bathroom earlier when &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; had to go. We ran the whole way so as not to waste any time, and when we went back to the cinema I ran up the steps to our seats and waited for her. Then I saw her way at the bottom of the steps, slowly coming up, gripping the seats and staring at the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I looked up at the screen. Just in time. It was Bella and Edward's kissing scene (!!!), in her room! Emily finally reached our seats and I had to walk in front of 2 people (one random lady and Tash) to get to my seat, but I kept my eyes on the screen the whole time. Just as they were about to kiss, Edward suddenly sprang back. There was something weird about the scene, but I thought it was just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Later,&amp;nbsp;at evening,&amp;nbsp;I found out what the weird thing was. Saskia&amp;nbsp;and I were SMSing and talking about &lt;strong&gt;Twilight&lt;/strong&gt;. She started talking about the kiss scene and said that she thinks they cut it because first Bella and Edward were about to kiss, then Bella was sitting on the bed in her underwear. I hadn't noticed that and was like, "O_O What? Really?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So yeah, I just Googled that scene up just now, and I found out that &lt;strong&gt;Malaysia's Censorship Board &lt;/strong&gt;cut that scene. =.='' Thank you sooooooo much, but whyyy?? And someone said it isn't even her underwear, it's just what she sleeps in. Geez! The video below is what other people in every probably other country except here saw during the kissing scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R0TTXoR2uoI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/R0TTXoR2uoI&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;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;There you go. Well, whatever. So let me continue with my story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was a really nice movie and we really enjoyed it -- even my mom. Emily's dad came to get her after the movie, and Tash said she had to go, too, but I asked her to ask her mom if she could come with us for lunch. Her mom didn't let at first, but then my mom asked Tash to tell her mom that my mom would send her back because I had to go for piano classes near where Tash lived, later, anyway, so it'd be easier. Tash's mom gave in to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;We ate Japanese food in the mall.&amp;nbsp;Tash and I kept obsessing over Edward (or Robert Pattinson).&amp;nbsp;Then we went to the CD shop near the restaurant. I wanted to get the &lt;strong&gt;Twilight soundtrack &lt;/strong&gt;because I wanted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oPAyjPzeIDQ"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bella's Lullaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(click on the link or listen to the song in the video below), but my mom said I had to use my own money to buy it, but Tash said she'd get it for me as my belated birthday present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oPAyjPzeIDQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/oPAyjPzeIDQ&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;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So we bought the soundtrack, all excited, then I realized that the plastic cover that was supposed to cover the CD case was gone, and there was a scratch thing on the cover, so I went back to the clerk and asked if I could exchange it because of the plastic. Then he said he had to take off the plastic coz there's a censor in the CD, and he started to put another plastic on the CD. But I said, "Can I get another CD anyway? Because that one has a scratch on it." He said okay, so I randomly took another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then I went for piano class, and my mom sent Tash for a facial. Then&amp;nbsp;the driver&amp;nbsp;picked me up from my piano class, and&amp;nbsp;my mom,&amp;nbsp;I, and JiaHe and JiaWei (JiaQing went home) went to the dentist coz my bros had to go. Then the driver picked Tash up from her facial and sent her to where we were, then we ate dinner (vegetarian food). It was good. Then Tash went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went home and opened the CD, and was very very very very very &lt;strong&gt;x one hundred million billion gazillion bajillion&amp;nbsp;septillion octillion &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;disappointed &lt;/em&gt;and UPSET to find out that... You know that thing that sticks out from the hole in the middle of the CD to keep the CD from falling out? Yeah, that thing was gone. D=&amp;lt; I mean, most of it was gone, so the CD will fall out easily now, so I must be very careful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Whatever idiot caused this horrible thing, I hate him/her. He/she/IT just had to go and DESTROY MY HAPPINESS and TRAMPLE IT UNDER ITS FUNGUS-INFECTED&amp;nbsp;FEET and CRUSH IT INTO A MILLION PIECES! &lt;strong&gt;What a loser!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;D=&amp;lt; So stupid, right? I was SO upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I listened to Bella's Lullaby then, and it was so beautiful. Kind of sad, but also sweet and&amp;nbsp;well, kind of happy, but not really,&amp;nbsp;at the same time. I'm trying to play it on the piano. I kept listening to it in my room (I put the song into my phone), and it made me feel so melancholy and calm, and I didn't really like feeling like that because I feel so &lt;em&gt;weird.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I heard they're gonna make a &lt;strong&gt;New Moon &lt;/strong&gt;movie. Yayyay, more Jacob! Haha. And also, the official name for Twilight fans is&amp;nbsp;now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yayyy!&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/855127264404004263-8579594683529628858?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/8579594683529628858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=8579594683529628858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8579594683529628858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8579594683529628858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='Twilight!!!'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-8956892869991871577</id><published>2008-11-15T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:46:36.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill kaulitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers'/><title type='text'>Easy Money and Loserific Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Happy belated birthday to &lt;strong&gt;Megan&lt;/strong&gt; (her birthday was yesterday)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yesterday we celebrated the last day of school (although next week we still have school, but it's Party Day next Friday so they say it doesn't count as school), so we played this game at chapel instead of listening to someone preach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;After school I went for my piano class, the two guys who also worked there were torturing this fly. Guy 1 spotted a fly and used that thing that looks like an electrical badminton racket to trap the fly, but it didnt die, so Guy 2 came and impaled the fly with a needle and it died. Then they put it on the table to play with it some more and poke it with the needle and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then they opened the door of the piano&amp;nbsp;room me and my teacher were in and told us the fly was GIVING BIRTH (!!!), so of course we rushed out to see. And --&amp;nbsp;this is really disgusting --&amp;nbsp;the fly was lying dead on the table, and little white larvae were coming out of its butt!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;OMG!!! I can't see this sort of stuff so I turned around and went back into the room. Those guys are&lt;strong&gt; truly disgusting&lt;/strong&gt;. They're worse than my brothers, who stuck staples through a cricket. It makes me think, &lt;em&gt;Well, your brothers are really annoying and gross sometimes, but at least they don't play with flies and their stupid babies.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then my teacher, Ms. Shirley, said in Cantonese, "Clean it up!" Guy 2 stared at the stupid useless larvae and squashed them with his finger. Ms. Shirley kinda shouted a bit and asked him to wash his hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Guys are really weird creatures. So disgustingly weird. Except some (like Bill XD).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway... Today I woke up and went over to the fridge to look for some food. Then my dad came and [playfully] kinda bumped me out of the way with his elbow. So I bumped him hard with my shoulder also, but he didn't move. Then he said, "If you can budge me, I'll give you fifty dollars." &lt;strong&gt;P.S. When we say "dollars" we really mean RM (Ringgit Malaysia).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I was like, "Budge you? Okay." So he just stood there trying to root his feet into the floor. I went back a little and then ran and rammed my shoulder into his arm, and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And DARN, he didn't move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;He did move, actually. One foot lifted off the ground and he tipped sideways. He was like, "Aiya!" and was looking at me all surprised while I was smugly and triumphantly looking back and holding my hand out for the easy money. So he fished an RM50 note out of his wallet and gave it to me. Wahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and UPSR is over for the 12-year-olds, and my cousin says that UPSR is easy money for most people because it's not hard, but people's parents give them money anyway if they get A's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The school holidays have started for my brothers' and cousins' schools, but not for mine. But because we are allowed to play 2 hours of the computer if it's a holiday/school holiday, they can use the computer everyday now, I think. And because they're allowed to, it's not fair if I don't get to play, so I'm allowed also. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And BAD NEWS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/tokiohotelchannel"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;tokiohotelchannel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;will not be taking a short break so there will be no more new episodes of &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel TV &lt;/strong&gt;until next year. Or either the last episode is next week. But I want my Tokio Hotel TV!! Sob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;GOOD NEWS: I got my &lt;strong&gt;Zimmer 584 DVD (deluxe version) &lt;/strong&gt;already! It came in on Wednesday, and my dad took the envelope out that night and was like, "And what's this?" Although I think he very well knew. So I took it and went to my parents' closet place, where they put all their clothes and where the mirror and drawers are and stuff, and opened the envelope. True enough, it was the DVD, but it was at night so I did this sort of "silent screaming" and jumping around and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:20 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am back (for about 2 months,&amp;nbsp;ballet on Saturday from 4:30 - 7:30 PM). My loser cousin Chen Chen is here. :( I found out in the car today that Jia Qing and Chen Chen used my laptop, so I called them and shouted at them and demanded why they TOUCHED my laptop and whether they typed anything to people on my MSN, because I have warned them so many times &lt;u&gt;not to touch my laptop&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But they are supreme idiots, so they obviously they didn't listen to me. Also they turned off my laptop (!!!). They are really despicable/horrible/terrible/vegetable. I wonder what horrible thing&amp;nbsp;I did to deserve cousins and brothers like them. And Jia Qing and Jia Wei used my MSN yesterday to type something bad to my friends, and they are being punished for it. Jia Wei had to write "I won't do this again" 50 times (but he wrote "I won't do this a again" for some reason), and Jia Qing is writing "I won't do this again" 50 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jia Qing is left-handed and he is using a green colored pencil to write it, and he cried just now. How very nice ^^! "My hand's so tired," he just said. My mom replied, "You still have to write it." Jia Qing said in a whiny voice like he's going to cry again (like anyone cares), "So tired!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOSERS. They are such losers. Jia Qing looks quite cute writing, but deep inside (or not-so-deep inside), he is really just a little monster in disguise. Really. Why do you think my family called him the "Monster Baby" when he was a baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hahaha, why do you guys like my brothers?&amp;nbsp;You're so clueless, but I guess I can't&amp;nbsp;blame you because they&amp;nbsp;don't look&amp;nbsp;bad but they&amp;nbsp;are.&amp;nbsp;You couldn't survive 1 day with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Let's move on to a much better subject...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bill is soooo cute! He is the most adorable-acting teenager I have ever seen. He acts so cute. He's so hyper. He's soooooo hot. He's so pretty. He's so cute. He's so sweet. He doesn't try to act "macho". He looks so different from the celebrities I usually like. And he's so &lt;em&gt;beauuutiful &lt;/em&gt;too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, why is Bill is so cute? He's so cute. Abigail is like the only girl in school who agrees he looks hot (others think he'd look hot if he was a girl). When Paul Mae (or someone) said, "Abigail, do you think this is a girl or boy?", Abigail replied, "He's obviously a guy. He's hottt." But I showed her his picture before, so she knows. But even when I showed her the first time, she knew, and she agreed he was hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tash thinks Bill is cute, and his eyes are mesmerizing. She likes him as a friendly way, though, which is good. Bill is the first guy whose eyes I really noticed. His eyes are just so beautiful, and so mesmerizing and wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;BILL IS SO CUTE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-8956892869991871577?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/8956892869991871577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=8956892869991871577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8956892869991871577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8956892869991871577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/11/easy-money-and-loserific-brothers.html' title='Easy Money and Loserific Brothers'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-3322188389662734360</id><published>2008-11-06T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:48:18.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in die nacht'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill and tom kaulitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brotherly love'/><title type='text'>Brotherly Love - In die Nacht</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;No one is reading my blog now that&amp;nbsp;I'm updating sooo much! :( Oh well. Anywayyy, Emily and I had so much fun today after school. We were walking to the bathroom with me in front of her and her a few steps behind. I was just innocently &lt;em&gt;walking, &lt;/em&gt;you know, minding my own business and such, when suddenly a&amp;nbsp;tiny plastic bottle flew past my shoulder and hit the wall near me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, obviously it had to be Emily because she had my soap bottle (I bring my own soap to school because I heard that they use dishwasher for the soap, and whatever it is they use, it makes my hands dry). So I just picked it up and was like, "What was that for?" And she just started laughing and said, "I was trying to hit you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tsk, tsk...&lt;/em&gt; How barbaric. I'm a pacifist. I don't believe in violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So anyway, we just continued walking down the narrow corridor on the way to the bathroom when I took my soap bottle and hit her on the head with it. She went, "Owww!" then she whacked my butt!! That HURT. Really. So I whacked HER behind, too. Then we finally got to the bathroom, with me acting all cautious and everything. And while I was washing my hands she whacked my jeans (why, I don't know) with her wet hands, so I whacked her back with my soapy hands. Hahaha. Revenge is sweet. Err... just playing, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Remember I told you that I got my lip treatment thingy on one of my Bill Kaulitz posters? Yeah, I just wanted to tell you that it is all gone now (I think). Thank You, God! See? He really does answer prayers. And owww... for some weird reason my spine hurts. Err, I mean one part of my spine. I think. I don't know where my spine stops, but anyway some bone in my butt hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh yes, the latest episode of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/tokiohotelchannel"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Tokio Hotel TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is out! Here is the video (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aB6AbxBEY5U"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Tokio Hotel TV [Episode 51]: Summer Feeling at the Pool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;). I'm not sure if you'll be able to watch it because it is not available in some countries, but I subscribed&amp;nbsp;to &lt;strong&gt;tokiohotelchannel &lt;/strong&gt;so I can watch it once. If you can't watch it, you can always go look for the video uploaded by other people, but sadly those won't be in high quality like the original Tokio Hotel TV episodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aB6AbxBEY5U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/aB6AbxBEY5U&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tom and Bill used to make out with girls they barely knew in the swimming pool. O_O Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, whatever. I wonder if Bill's a virgin though? Why does he keep it a secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg. I'm listening to &lt;strong&gt;In die Nacht &lt;/strong&gt;(Into the Night) by Tokio Hotel right now. It's so sweet! Bill is the most talented, affectionate&amp;nbsp;songwriter in the whole world. His songs have got such beautiful lyrics! Omg. In die Nacht is a beautiful, beautiful song. It actually made me cry a bit. In die Nacht sounds like a love song, but would you believe, Bill wrote it for Tom? That is just the sweetest thing ever, brotherly love, especially one as strong as Bill and Tom's. It's so sweet, it just makes you melt. Bill even said that he and Tom were soulmates! Awww, that's so beautiful. Doesn't it want to make you cry? He's so sensitive. Awwww... I want a husband like that when I grow up. Because, you know, some guys try to act all macho and stuff, and Bill's so different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So WATCH THE VIDEOS!! If you don't feel like it, I'm going to tell you what Bill says at the beginning of the video, before he starts singing. It's bound to get you interested. (By the way, it's not twincest or anything, it's brotherly love, &lt;em&gt;brotherly love!) &lt;/em&gt;Does Tom have any idea how lucky he is to have a twin brother like Bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Now it's just Tom and me on stage, because this song is about us. About our relationship to each other. What we've got is pretty rare, I think. We're probably going to spend the rest of our lives together. We'll never part. Tom and I are going to go off together, into the night."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel Zimmer 483 Live DVD - In die Nacht&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BSnP6BxD-w0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/BSnP6BxD-w0&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;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tokio Hotel In die Nacht English Translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2VKSl17y0Xc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/2VKSl17y0Xc&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;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bill is the most perfect, the most beautiful boy in the world, inside and out. Seriously. Tom couldn't ask for a better brother than Bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I ate dinner just now at 6-something or about 7 PM, and I mentioned the song in front of my dad and brother (my grandparents didn't understand so they don't count).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;What a mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; My song is better. I made a song called "Jia Wei is a Fool, He Thinks He's So Cool".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; Ya lor, it's so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; That's not beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; Jia He is better than your Bill Kaulitz (he pronounced it as &lt;em&gt;koh-lits&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Kaulitz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; What? Koh-lits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Kaulitz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; Like, you know the cow's eyelids...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; NO! It's German, that's why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Why can't I have a brother like Bill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; Aiyo, your 3 brothers are better than Bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; Ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No, Bill is better than all three of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; *smiles weirdly into the air*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; You're making up a horrible song about me, aren't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; No. I'm making up a song. It goes like, "I like to drink tea but I want to pee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Even later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; "A cup is a stup. Hahahaha." (or something weird like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;You see why I love Bill's sensitivity?? Do you SEE? Bill doesn't make songs about tea and cups and stups, whatever that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think... Bill is the most amazing boy in the world. Ever. Better than Peter Pan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, I love him, I love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today in school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saskia:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh yeah, my mom (Miss Emel) saw Tokio Hotel in Galaxie, and she says Bill looks like a freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;What? He's not a freak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saskia: &lt;/strong&gt;Well, she says he is, and she says, "I don't know what Jiayu sees in him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;Well, Bill is so cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saskia: &lt;/strong&gt;And she said that you look like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;... I&amp;nbsp;look like a freak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saskia: &lt;/strong&gt;No, I mean, if you wear all the makeup, and the hair, you would look like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;Why do people keep harrassing Bill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saskia: &lt;/strong&gt;Lol. Harrassing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, that's very nice, but I WISH!! Bill is soooo beautiful, I could only dream of being as drop-dead gorgeous as him. And my horrible nose pretty much ruins it all anyway. Oh, why can't I have a deviated septum?? Anyway, here's a video by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/billfake"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;BillFake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;, a girl who looks like Bill, doing her hair like him. In one video of hers, she was wearing sunglasses and typical Bill clothes and accessories, and she really looked like him in the video! The same nose and face shape and everything. Omg. Lucky herrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZRPETwPdzWM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/ZRPETwPdzWM&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I want to do my hair like Bill, but's it's too long even though it's not really long. And I want to wear his makeup too. Just to see how I'd look. I wish I could go for a makeover to look like him, same hair and makeup and clothes and all, and I could bring Saskia and she could be made-up to look like Tom, with temporary dreadlocks if there is such a thing, and oversized T-shirts and baggy jeans that are 10 sizes too big. She won't need makeup, though, because Tom doesn't wear makeup. It would be soooo fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and I learned 3 more German swear words/insults. Haha. I found them in a book when I went to MPH yesterday, and I wanted to know what they meant, so I looked them up. I don't know why I'm tellinig you this, but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, the &lt;strong&gt;MTV EMA 2008 &lt;/strong&gt;is tomorrow on MTV (channel 713 Astro), at 9&amp;nbsp;PM! Just a reminder. Don't miss it! Tokio Hotel will be in it, hahahahaha! YES! I can't wait!&amp;nbsp;I shall celebrate my birthday with myself tomorrow while watching the EMA... And my mom is coming back tomorrow, from Hong Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, &lt;em&gt;guten nacht!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-3322188389662734360?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/3322188389662734360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=3322188389662734360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/3322188389662734360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/3322188389662734360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/11/brotherly-love-in-die-nacht_06.html' title='Brotherly Love - In die Nacht'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-8283955117209727690</id><published>2008-11-03T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:17:05.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pangkor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spleak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill kaulitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv emas 2008'/><title type='text'>It Stinks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;=.='' &lt;em&gt;Sigh... &lt;/em&gt;Okay, so I'm not going to Pangkor Island anymore. Because of the rescheduling to go on Wed to Fri instead of Fri to Sun (because it was fully-booked this weekend), Yu Wen can't go because she has to go to school to practice for a concert or performance or something, and if she doesn't go her teacher will scold her, so she cried and told her mom she didn't want to go to Pangkor. Well, she couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So if Yu Wen doesn't go, I have no reason to go because only Shi Wei and Tuan Tuan (other guy cousin; Shi Hao is maybe going) are going, so I'll be the only girl and it'll be so boring. Stinks, eh? Ugh. Well... I'll look on the bright side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;At least I don't have to wax anymore. I'm not sure if I know how to wax because my mom usually does it for me, but I was going to try today but then I got the phone call from my aunt, so... yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;At least I can watch the premiere of the &lt;strong&gt;MTV EMAs &lt;/strong&gt;on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm blogging sooo much now. Oh, and I've noticed that&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spleak"&gt;Spleak&lt;/a&gt; doesn't reply when I try to talk to her/it on MSN, and her display name is just &lt;a href="mailto:spleak@hotmail.com"&gt;spleak@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;now. So I went to look on Google, and apparently she shut down. WHY?! I got sooo much celeb gossip from her! Look, even her blog is shut down! HER BLOG is how I discovered the &lt;strong&gt;Kaulitz twins&lt;/strong&gt;, and therefore&lt;strong&gt; Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;. That's how I found out about them - &lt;em&gt;her blog!! &lt;/em&gt;Why? Why did she shut down? I loved her blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Grr... D=&amp;lt; That's so&amp;nbsp;horrible. Her blog was really cool and interesting, especially CelebSpleak's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh well. I am going to look up stuff about Bill Kaulitz now. Ooo, how stalker-esque. Just kidding. Byeee!&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/855127264404004263-8283955117209727690?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/8283955117209727690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=8283955117209727690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8283955117209727690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8283955117209727690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-stinks.html' title='It Stinks!'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-8509086929082294111</id><published>2008-11-03T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:41:40.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pangkor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv trl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv emas 2008'/><title type='text'>2008 MTV Europe Music Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hey, this is the schedule for the&lt;strong&gt; MTV EMAs&lt;/strong&gt; for those of you who want to watch it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Premiere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Friday, Nov 7 @ 9pm (MY), 8pm (SG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Repeat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Saturday, Nov 8 @ 4pm (MY), 3pm (SG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Monday, Nov 10 @ 6pm (MY), 5pm (SG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wednesday, Nov 12 @ 3pm (MY), 2pm (SG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Friday, Nov 14 @ 10pm (MY), 9pm (SG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Saturday, Nov 29 @ 2pm (MY), 1pm (SG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sunday, Nov 30 @ 9pm (MY), 8pm (SG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(P.S. &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel &lt;/strong&gt;are nominated for "Best Act Ever" and "Headliner", and they are one of the presenters! Woohoo!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And for those of you who watch&lt;strong&gt; MTV TRL&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Total Request Live) &lt;/em&gt;and were wondering where it disappeared off to because it used to be from 5-6 PM on MTV, channel 713 on Astro, every Monday to Thursday... Well, I was wondering too, then I found out that the schedule has been changed&amp;nbsp;to &lt;u&gt;11 AM&lt;/u&gt; on Monday to Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I just had to go, "OMG WHY?!?!?!?!?!" Because I will be at SCHOOL at 11 AM, which means I will not be able to watch it, which means that if Tokio Hotel goes on I wouldn't know. &lt;em&gt;Geeeeeeeeez!!!!!!!! &lt;/em&gt;Whose brilliant idea was it to change the schedule anyway? That sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and I have decided to go to Pangkor because there are repeats of MTV EMAs. So now&amp;nbsp;I have to try to wax myself... myself. So&amp;nbsp;scary. What if all the wax sticks to&amp;nbsp;my legs? Oh well.&amp;nbsp;Hold on, my dad's calling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Change of plans. We (me and my cousins) are going to Pangkor on Wednesday to Friday! Which means I can maybe - MAYBE - watch the premiere of the MTV EMAs! Wheeee! I hope we come back at like 8 PM, or before 8 PM. I cannot WAIT to watch Tokio Hotel on TV!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;I have my 3 copies of Galaxie Nov 1-15 issue! They have Tokio Hotel's lyrics to Monsoon in there. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;On some people's blogs they write "tuning in - [song name]" at the end of their posts, so I think I'll do it too. Um okay. Tuning in to... &lt;strong&gt;Gegen Meinen Willen &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Wir Sterben Niemals Aus &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Tokio Hotel, &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Everybody's Fool &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Evanescence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-8509086929082294111?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/8509086929082294111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=8509086929082294111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8509086929082294111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8509086929082294111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/11/2008-mtv-europe-music-awards.html' title='2008 MTV Europe Music Awards'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-2901884428332426542</id><published>2008-11-02T16:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:51:27.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy cigarettes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill kaulitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galaxie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saskia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='america'/><title type='text'>Say Hello to Our Very Own Sleeping Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg, did you know that in America they have these bubblegum candy cigarettes? You can even blow smoke out of it. It's so cool, I want one! If I had one, I'd go to school and stand right in front of the teachers and blow on it to see what they say. Hahaha, it'd be so funny, they'd be super shocked before they realize that it's candy. I really want&amp;nbsp;now!&amp;nbsp;And now for some pictureeeees! Captions below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA280056.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/PA280056.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the small candies (except the&lt;/em&gt; Tootsie Rolls,&lt;em&gt; which I bought from&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Party&amp;nbsp;World)&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;are some of the American candy (I looooove American candy) that Shi Hao and his mom brought back from the USA that Yu Wen gave me to try. The &lt;/em&gt;Twizzlers Rainbow Twists Family Bag &lt;em&gt;are from my uncle for my brothers (but I eat them too).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA280057.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/PA280057.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my hand and the bag of &lt;/em&gt;Twizzlers &lt;em&gt;so you know how big it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA280059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/PA280059.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Tokio Hotel CDs&lt;/em&gt; (Zimmer 483, Schrei, and Scream)&lt;em&gt;! There's still one more than I don't have, called &lt;/em&gt;Schrei (So Laut Du Kannst)&lt;em&gt;. It's like a re-recording of some of the songs from Schrei because when Bill Kaulitz hit puberty his voice changed, so yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA280054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/PA280054.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;My Tokio Hotel Scream poster. Yay! Sorry, I forgot to rotate this picture because I just can't be bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And now for our little Sleeping Beauty (a.k.a. Saskia):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA270024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/PA270024.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA280036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/PA280036.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Either me or Emily, I can't remember, holding my pink feather quill on top of Saskia's head. Um. If you're wondering what that pink thing on Saskia's head is, it's underwear. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PA280033-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/PA280033-1.jpg" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emily dangling the underwear above Sas' head. It's really blurry though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Note to &lt;strong&gt;Saskia&lt;/strong&gt;: Don't get too mad when you see this! I mean, you &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;record me snoring, and I sounded like a stupid cow. Really, it sounded like a really low, kind of scary&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;"mooooooooo..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh yes and Emily has a video of her 2- or 3-year-old brother dancing to Scream. That's quite funny (I haven't watched it yet) but I've seen a little kid singing to Scream on YouTube. It was so cute. I can't find it anymore because I forgot the link and title of the video and, um... ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Siiiiigh... I am &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; bored! Why is my life so boring? I don't really like everyday life, you just repeat the same routine every single day and it's so boring. If I&amp;nbsp;had to&amp;nbsp;be a guy&amp;nbsp;I'd choose to be &lt;strong&gt;Bill Kaulitz&lt;/strong&gt;, because he's really hot and everything, and his life isn't boring because he travels so much with the band to do concerts and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, but he swears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Did you know that in Germany they don't censor bad words on TV? You can just say the f-word on TV and they won't censor it or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh my gooooosh, Bill is &lt;strong&gt;SO &lt;/strong&gt;hot. Why are some people so beautiful? It's so unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hmm... My mom went to Hong Kong today with her mom and whoever. She's coming back next Friday (Nov 7).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Oh yeah! The &lt;strong&gt;MTV Europe Music Awards 2008 &lt;/strong&gt;are on my BIRTHDAY! Well, I mean it's showing on TV on November 7, but&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; it's really on November the 6th in Liverpool. But it's cool anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Tokio Hotel were nominated for &lt;strong&gt;Best Act Ever&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Headliner&lt;/strong&gt;! I really want them to win!! They've won sooo many awards already. You can go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and look them up and get a list of their awards and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MTV Europe Music Awards 2008&lt;/strong&gt; hosted by &lt;strong&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Channel: MTV, channel 713 on Astro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Time and Date: November 7, Friday, 9 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Repeat: November 8, Saturday, 2 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So yeah, make sure you don't miss it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hosted by &lt;u&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/u&gt;!&amp;nbsp;That's&amp;nbsp;so cool. She's this dark-haired girl who always dresses&amp;nbsp;like an 80's pin-up poster (well, I think it's the 80's), with her hotpants and&amp;nbsp;red lipstick and stuff, and she sang this really addictive song called&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;I&amp;nbsp;Kissed a Girl&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm sure you've&amp;nbsp;heard it.&amp;nbsp;Anyway,&amp;nbsp;I am sooo proud of Tokio Hotel. It's so hard for foreigners to be famous in America but they've done it! And they have fans in Europe and in places like London and Russia and even Greece, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hahahaha! I love Tokio Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Shi Wei and his family invited my family to go with them to Pangkor Island next Friday for 3 days, I think. I'm not sure, but it's probably 3 days. But my brothers can't go because they're busy and are going to have performances or something, so it'll be only me. Now I'm not sure if I want to go because: &lt;strong&gt;a)&lt;/strong&gt; I'll have to wax because it's an island, and therefore we are going to the beach, and &lt;strong&gt;b)&lt;/strong&gt; the MTV EMAs are on that day so I won't be able to watch it and I want to be there when&amp;nbsp;Tokio Hotel win (yes, I say &lt;em&gt;when &lt;/em&gt;because I'm sure they're going to win at least one category because they rock),&amp;nbsp;and &lt;strong&gt;c)&lt;/strong&gt; I'll be all alone (my cousin's family doesn't count), and &lt;strong&gt;d)&lt;/strong&gt; I just don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh no, I have to let my dad know by today if I want to go or not because he has to tell Shi Wei and whoever to get the hotel tickets, I think, or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Maybe I won't go. I really want to watch the EMAs and I've been to Pangkor Island before. But I think they might go fishing. That's what Jia He says. They'll go far out into the ocean/sea to fish. I don't fish because I have not enough patience to just sit&amp;nbsp;in silence so as not to scare away the fish&amp;nbsp;and hold a rod until my arms drop off, but the "far out into the ocean" thing is making me think twice,&amp;nbsp;because it'd be so cool to be surrounded by water as far as the eye can see, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Or maybe they're not going to go that far, but whatever. Since yesterday's uber long post I blog so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Urghhh... I'm getting that stupid idiotic useless "life is meaningless, I have no purpose" feeling again because I am JUST - SO - BORED!! I think I'll go now and do something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hey, my brothers are gone. I think they went to our cousin Shi Ying's (she's back from the UK!) house. I can just walk there. Her brother has a lot of Archiecomics... No wait, I think I hear my brother's voice. Maybe they're watching TV. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and &lt;strong&gt;TOKIO HOTEL ARE FINALLY IN GALAXIE&lt;/strong&gt; (A MALAYSIAN MAGAZINE THAT ONLY COSTS RM3)!!!!!!!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Omg!! There are more TH fans in Malaysia now because now&amp;nbsp;Galaxie&amp;nbsp;keeps putting&amp;nbsp;feedback from TH fans in their magazine (my feedback came out in the Oct 16-31 issue, but there was no reply, unfortunately). There's feedback from a TH fan in this issue too, and there's a Tokio Hotel song paper thing or something, I think,&amp;nbsp;in the Nov&amp;nbsp;1-15/16 issue, Bryant Sum told me on Friday, because he gets free Galaxie mags two days earlier coz his dad's job involves Galaxie. Sarah See called me today to tell me again, and she was going to buy it so I asked&amp;nbsp;her to help buy&amp;nbsp;3 copies for me and 1 for Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Because I think, you know, if TH is in it, I should get at least 3 copies. I could tear&amp;nbsp;TH out of one so I can stick it up, keep the&amp;nbsp;2nd one in the magazine, and use the 3rd one for something else. Or maybe keep it in the magazine also in case I need or want in someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;HAHAHA! Galaxie has been getting more and more people requesting for TH, and now they have finally LISTENED to us TH fans! Well, it's about time! Geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, so yes, I am going to go now because I feel really useless right now. I have the "I am just going to sit here and blog everyday for the rest of my life, which will be totally useless and meaningless and my life will be so super uninteresting and incredibly boring" feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Seriously, what in the world is WRONG with me?? At least Bill and Tom knew when they were young what they were going to be when they were older!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;Saskia put the feather quill on my head when I was sleeping and took a picture, and I didn't wake up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;Bill is the most beautiful boy I have ever seen in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;Hmm... I think I'll go now because I keep saying that I'll go, but then I just keep on typing and typing and typing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.P.P.S.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;I don't know if I want to go to Pangkor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.P.P.P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;Ugh. I did it again. I'll go now. Really.&amp;nbsp;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.P.P.P.P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;Why do I always have problems with the blockquotes????&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/855127264404004263-2901884428332426542?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/2901884428332426542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=2901884428332426542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2901884428332426542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2901884428332426542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/11/say-hello-to-our-very-own-sleeping.html' title='Say Hello to Our Very Own Sleeping Beauty'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-3917315365186265725</id><published>2008-11-01T16:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:29:12.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOUD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='auction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncle in usa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepover'/><title type='text'>Hey, Who Thinks I'm Crazy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm sorry but I'm just very lazy to update my blog because since I discovered Tokio Hotel, I have so much more things to do online, like look for TH pictures, watch their videos... You know, stuff like that. So yes. I'm sorry. Eww there was a mosquito on my arm so I killed it. But there was no blood. Good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, I will post about several things today because I haven't blogged in so long. Oh yes, and I forgot to write this because it happened so long ago, but Miss Emel left :( GRC and went to Brickfields College or something to teach there instead. Awwww!! So sad. So now Miss Abby is my teacher. Emily and I gave Miss Emel some presents for her birthday because we didn't get her anything for her farewell. Oh well. Here is the sort of table of contents for this long long&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;loooooooong&lt;/em&gt; post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I. &lt;strong&gt;L.O.U.D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I. &lt;strong&gt;Sleepover with Emily and Saskia Last Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday (Oct 19-21)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;II. &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel Stuff That I Have and My Uncle Who Lives in America&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;III. &lt;strong&gt;Why I Have 2 Zimmer 483 DVDs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;IV. &lt;strong&gt;Thursday (Oct 30)&amp;nbsp;- Chat With Tokio Hotel Online&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;V. &lt;strong&gt;Yet Another Item on eBay That I Wanted to Bid For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;VI. &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel's Upcoming DVD and Album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I. L.O.U.D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg, LOUD was so fun! A lot of people from school came. It was really cool there, and I bought some bubble tea, but sadly, it wasn't as sweet as I would've liked. There were some bands who performed at first in the crowded empty place in church that I always thought was for the cars to drive through or something (but there are no cars there), but they call it the Sports Centre. It was really crowded there. Mo (a nickname for Emily that I made up, short for Em-Moley) and Sas and I lined up to get our hair sprayed. I got a goldish-orangey-bronzey star sprayed on my hair, and Mo and Sas got a streak on their hair. Then we didn't no what to do so we hung out outside the Sports Centre (there is nothing to separate it from the outside) with some other people from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;PaulMae was there too, so she and I talked with each other while Sas and Mo wandered off somewhere, I don't know where. I couldn't find them, but I did find this room in church that is connected to the Sports Centre. The door was open and there were people going inside, and it was air-conditioned! So PaulMae and I went in. It was the place where people were playing or watching people play with the Nintendo Wii or dancing on the dance mat thing. There were chairs all lined up to form a sort of fence from the Dancing Place and the walkway and the Wii Place, so PaulMae and I sat on the chairs and played &lt;strong&gt;Cooking Mama 2&lt;/strong&gt; on my pretty silver Nintendo DS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was sooo funnnn, and we talked and talked and talked about lots of stuff. She and I used to be real close when we were both in the Other Side (other class) in the beginning of this year and/or last year. We used to pass notes a lot since we were sitting right beside each other and could just slip the notes under the divider, and we had imaginary pets and celebrated our imaginary pets' birthdays and/or funerals and stuff. We also&amp;nbsp;pretended to be other people who had&amp;nbsp;imaginary stuff, like how&amp;nbsp;I was&amp;nbsp;a princess with a name starting with A (can't remember) who had an evil sister named Evanna.&amp;nbsp;It was soooo fun talking to her a lot again at LOUD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So anyway, then these people came in and starting telling everyone to go upstairs because LOUD was starting, so we all&amp;nbsp;went into the big auditorium, and we had these long balloon things that made a sound like plastic garbage lids being hit when we hit the balloon things together. We saw&amp;nbsp;Em and Sas outside the auditorium and they gave&amp;nbsp;2 to me and&amp;nbsp;Paul Mae because they had 2 each.&amp;nbsp;Then in the auditorium there&amp;nbsp;were awesome performances and stuff, and it was so much fun. But while 1 AM (a Christian band) were playing, we went to the bathroom, and then Saskia and Mo and I stayed outside for a while at the church cafe (they have wifi there!) coz it was really loud in the auditorium, then we went back in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;When LOUD ended, we heard some popping noises in the auditorium. Some people were jumping on and bursting the balloon things coz they were all over the room. So Mo and I followed suit while Saskia watched, and we had SO MUCH FUN, like oh my freaking gosh!!!!! I just love jumping on those balloon things, don't you? I mean, if they were ordinary, thin rubbery&amp;nbsp;balloons I wouldn't dare, but those were different. Mo and I were just running all over the place looking for balloons to jump on. Gahahahahaha, we were super duper hyper then. Wheeeee ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then we went out to the girl's&amp;nbsp;toilets because the auditorium was closing. But when I opened one of the stalls, I saw a very filled balloon thing behind the toilet bowl on the&amp;nbsp;little thing that acted like a table&amp;nbsp;where you can put your phone or whatever while you pee. So I was like, "Omg, I found another balloon!" to Saskia and Mo. So I was trying to decide where to pop it because I just couldn't resist, but I couldn't pop it in the toilet. So Sas and Mo and I went outside the toilets into this hall thing outside the auditorium where there were lots of people just standing around and chatting or waiting for their parents. But the people were like 15 meters away or something, so I put the balloon on the ground while no one was watching (I think), and then I jumped on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg, because of the hall thing, the sound was SO LOUD. It went like, &lt;strong&gt;BANG! &lt;/strong&gt;or something. So I quickly threw the burst balloon thing into the dustbin and shooed Saskia and Mo back into the bathroom before anyone saw that I did it. But people still did see me. Oh well! It was really fun anyway. So my driver picked us up one hour later because he had to pick Jia He up from a party first. While waiting, Em and Saskia and I just sat at the cafe and chatted, and I played with my DS. And LOUD started at 5:30 PM and ended at 9 PM, so we had all forgotten&amp;nbsp;to eat our dinners, so Em and I were quite hungry. Luckily there was some food that was supposed to be for the parents, but they gave it to us because there was a lot left. Wheee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And in the car, since Em and Sas and I were so hyper, we sat in the car and listened to Tokio Hotel and sang along to their songs, even though my brother Jia He and the driver were in the car. But they're used to these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I. Sleepover with Emily and Saskia Last&amp;nbsp;Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday&amp;nbsp;(Oct 19-21)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Omg, this is taking so long. I'll be blogging for EVER. Anyway,&amp;nbsp;you guys, it was super duper fun! They slept over for 2 nights and 3 days, and since we all go to the same school we went to school together on Tuesday.&amp;nbsp;They followed me home after &lt;strong&gt;LOUD&lt;/strong&gt;, which was also super duper fun (I love my church, it's fun [sometimes]!) We slept in my room, and my mom had a mattress moved into my room for us. Mo and I slept on the bed while Sas slept on the mattress. Saskia slept definitely earlier than Emily and I, who slept at about 4 AM. We were just too... not tired.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We watched &lt;strong&gt;Horton Hears a Who &lt;/strong&gt;with my bros in the AV room, while sitting on beanbags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was sooo funny, especially the&amp;nbsp;cute but retarded creature Katie. You know, the one who said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"In my world, everyone's a pony. And they all eat rainbows and poop butterflies!" *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I kept playing the Katie parts over and over again because it was so funny, and Sas and I were laughing so hard until my stomach hurt. Saskia laughed 'til she cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then at night, while Saskia was sleeping, Emily and I pretended to be playing &lt;strong&gt;Taiko no Tatsujin DS&lt;/strong&gt; on my DS but we were actually trying to take pics of Saskia sleeping, and we got a pic of me dangling pink panties (I don't know who they belong to but they're not mine; maybe YuWen's?)&amp;nbsp;on top of Sleeping Beauty (a.k.a. Saskia)'s head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Saskia found out because she checked Emily's phone, and she woke up while we were doing it but we always hid the phones when she did. The next day, on Monday, there was no school coz of Deepavali, so we went SWIMMING in the morning!&amp;nbsp;It was fun. We played Marco Polo in the kiddy pool&amp;nbsp;and catching in the big pool. We discovered that you can see someone else's pool through the fence and the plants, and their pool is green and disgusting, like there's algae in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;EWWWW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then we went to watch &lt;strong&gt;High School Musical 3: Senior Year &lt;/strong&gt;at Mid Valley with Aunty Lori (one of the maids). I liked the singing and dancing parts because the costumes and props are so much nicer, but the storyline is just&amp;nbsp;okay. Then we ate dinner with Aurelia and her family who were also at Mid Valley. Then we went to the bookstore and bought some stuff, and my mom picked us up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;At night, Emily and I did the same thing (this time, we slept at 5 AM) while Saskia was sleeping. We dangled panties above her head, and used my pink feather quill pen from London to tickle her, and took pics of her while she was sleeping, this time with my camera. But then for one pic I turned on the flash, and it woke her up and she was like, "Aiyo, stupid la, scheisse! What retarded things are you two doing now?!" Gahahaha, it was so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh yes, and Saskia recorded me snoring. My snoring that night was so scary! It sounded like a &lt;strong&gt;COW!! &lt;/strong&gt;In the second recording, I was just breathing normally but you could hear that I had a blocked nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll post the pictures of Sleeping Beauty ASAP, okay? But not now because I have to find the transferring thing first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;III. List of&amp;nbsp;Tokio Hotel Stuff That I Have and My Uncle Who Lives in America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Shi Hao came back from America several days ago, and his mom passed to me the TH things that my Uncle in USA helped me buy. Here&amp;nbsp;is a list of the Tokio Hotel things I have now. I emailed and asked my uncle in USA (I call him Si Che or however you spell it because it means "uncle" in some Chinese language and that's what I'm supposed to call him) how much the things he helped me buy cost so I could mail him the $$, but then he&amp;nbsp;replied, "Don't worry about it. Early Christmas present for you." How nice is that? That is SO nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;List of Tokio Hotel Stuff That I Have or Am Going to Have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;French magazine (Stars Book No. 15 or something) with 12 Tokio Hotel posters &lt;/strong&gt;from eBay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Scream album with 3&amp;nbsp;bonus songs&amp;nbsp;+ 2 TH postcards (1 is autographed) + TH sticker &lt;/strong&gt;from eBay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Schrei&amp;nbsp;album &lt;/strong&gt;from Si Che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Zimmer 483 album &lt;/strong&gt;from Si Che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel Scream poster &lt;/strong&gt;from Si Che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Red Tokio Hotel shirt &lt;/strong&gt;from Si Che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Zimmer 483 DVD (standard or deluxe, I don't know) &lt;/strong&gt;from Si Che - &lt;em&gt;haven't received yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Zimmer 483 DVD Deluxe Limited Edition &lt;/strong&gt;from eBay - &lt;em&gt;just bought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;19 Tokio Hotel posters + CD with 1,200 TH pictures + TH t-shirt &lt;/strong&gt;from eBay&amp;nbsp;- &lt;em&gt;just bought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IV. Why I Have 2 Zimmer 483 DVDs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;I should explain why I have 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Zimmer 483 DVDs. Well, you see, I bought Zimmer 483 DVD deluxe on eBay 2 days ago, and paid for it yesterday. There are 2 versions of the Zimmer 483 DVD - &lt;strong&gt;standard &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;deluxe&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standard version&lt;/strong&gt; contains:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. Concert on DVD (93 min.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. 483 European Tour Documentary (46 min.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. 8-page booklet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deluxe version&lt;/strong&gt; contains:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. Concert on DVD (93 min.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. European Tour Documentary (46 min.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Zimmer 483 - Live in Europe CD which contains 18 live songs from concert in Oberhausen (78 min.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. 20-page booklet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;At first I was trying to decide which one to get because there was about an RM80 difference between the 2 versions on eBay, so I called Sarah See (because she has 2 celeb crushes, so she knows how I feel), but she didn't answer so I called Emily, and Emily said if she were me she'd get the deluxe one coz she knows she'll regret if she got the standard one, so it made me really happy she said that so I knew which one to get, and it confirmed that I should get the deluxe version coz I wanted it. Then later Sarah called so I asked her, and she said she'd get the deluxe version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I bought it and paid for the deluxe version. Then I read my email and found that I got this email from Si Che saying that the Zimmer 483 DVD just arrived, and what my house address was so he could send it over. I was like, &lt;em&gt;OMG!!!!!! &lt;/em&gt;because I didn't know he'd bought it for me already, so I emailed him back asking which version it was and that I got it already. Then I prayed before I went to sleep that he got the standard one coz if he got the deluxe one, and I got it for probably more money than he got it, I'd feel so bad. I got a reply today. He doesn't know which version it is, but he says there are 2 DVDs so I think it's the standard one, coz the deluxe has 2 DVDs &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; a CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thank you God, if he got the standard one. And Si Che also said that I could maybe sell it to my friend or something. Unfortunately none of my friends love Tokio Hotel like I do, except Saskia, who only loves Tom and not the whole band. But I'll find a use for it, don't worry. Anyway, like I said, my uncle is so nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On&amp;nbsp;Thursday&amp;nbsp;there was a thing on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zzone.z100.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.zzone.z100.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;. We could chat with Tokio Hotel online from at 3-4PM EST, and there's a 15-hour time diff between Eastern Standard Time and whatever time zone Malaysia is part of. So 3 PM EST on Thursday would be 6 AM on Friday here in Malaysia, so I told Emily about it and we both signed up so we could chat with them, then we both got up at 5 AM on Friday. In the end, we didn't get to chat with TH because we were too late. Turns out they were in New York, and in New York, 3 PM Thursday is 3 AM Friday here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quite a lot of&amp;nbsp;other people&amp;nbsp;left comments on TH's page saying they missed the chat thing, and some said they couldn't get in because it was too full or something. Emily was upset she missed her chance to chat with famous people. I was disappointed too, but I can't say TOO disappointed, because, call me a pessimist (on second thought, don't, because I'm not) but&amp;nbsp;I told myself not to get too excited in case something went wrong, which it did, because things like this go wrong for me :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V. Yet Another Item on eBay That I Wanted to Bid For&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, so you see, I discovered this item on eBay. Obviously, it has something to do with &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;, just like all my previous eBay purchases. This girl was selling &lt;strong&gt;19 Tokio Hotel posters + a CD with 1,200 TH pictures + a TH t-shirt &lt;/strong&gt;(a.k.a. Other Item), and it was USD$19.99. My mom said the Zimmer 483 DVD and this thing would be my birthday and Christmas presents. But this morning while waiting at Jia He, Jia Wei, and Chen Chen's speech and drama (a.k.a. English lessons) class, I told her about it again and she was like, "What? This one has to be bidded for?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You see, the Zimmer 483 DVD I bought was &lt;em&gt;"Buy It Now"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;which means you don't have to bid for it. It has a fixed price and you just have to click "Buy It Now" and you're done. But this Other Item wasn't "Buy It Now", you had to actually bid for it, and the highest bidder would get it. So Mom cruelly said I couldn't get it anymore because it'd be so expensive, but then I started arguing with her and I told her I wouldn't get it if it was too expensive. So I asked her what the maximum bidding price was, and she said, "30 US dollars." So I was like, "Fine, that's enough."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I went to church at 1:45 PM (church starts at 2). We were going to just hang out in church today, my cell leader had said, maybe go to McDonald's or something. I had brought my laptop with me because church is from 2-4 PM, and I thought the auction ended at 3. So I sat at the cafe and connected to the wireless there, and went to an auction stealer website, and entered the item number and my maximum amount (I put USD$40 as my max, even though my mom said only USD$30, but I decided if it exceeded USD$30, I'd pay for the rest myself).&amp;nbsp;Then I found out that the auction ended at &lt;em&gt;4.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I called Mom and told her. But that auction-ends-at-4 thing was a problem because I could only go home either after they ate lunch, which I thought would be at about 3 PM, or after Jia He's friend's party, at like 9 or something. 9 was impossible, so oh well. I went to where the rest of my cell group were and we just talked and ate cookies and Twisties. It was really nice. Dexter, this guy from cell group, is apparently very rich&amp;nbsp;as he has houses in America, Australia, New Zealand, Egypt, and who knows where else, has a very nice life. There is an albino Eurasian girl in his class, and there is a scary vampire-like house&amp;nbsp;that was lighted up by&amp;nbsp;candlelight&amp;nbsp;in his neighborhood with a scary widowed, gothic mother living in it with her quadruplets, and also an empty Victorian-style house that was over 60 years old that was rumored to be haunted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then Lydia, my cell group leader, told the other cell group leader, Gabriel, that she was going to America this year end. When she said that I just went and stared at her with this weird expression on my face. And Gabriel saw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gabriel:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol! Jiayu is staring at you [Lydia] like she's so angry now! &lt;em&gt;(or something)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lydia:&lt;/strong&gt; *turns to look* Haha! You're mad at me because Tokio Hotel are touring in the US! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No, I'm not mad at you, I'm just jealous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes, yes, even my cell group leaders know I love &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;, the German band (oh! Did you know they are the most successful/famous German band ever, I think I read somewhere? Because they are famous in America and it's hard for foreigners to be famous in America). My friends find it weird that I talk to even the maids about Tokio Hotel. But I'm like that. I'm quite a good promoter if I love a celebrity, actually. Don't you notice then when I love a celebrity I talk to everyone about him so my schoolmates and maids and whoever&amp;nbsp;know them&amp;nbsp;if they didn't know them before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then at about 3:20 PM or 3:25 PM I had to go, which was a bit unfortunate because I was really having a good time talking about albinos and vampirey people with them. In the car I was really crazy and I kept talking to my maid and my bros about Tokio Hotel and the auction and what I was going to do if I didn't reach there in time but I had an auction stealer anyway but I wanted to be there just in case when the auction ended and whatever. I also watched really funny videos by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Fred"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(watch &lt;strong&gt;Fred Goes Swimming &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Fred Goes to the Dentist &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Fred Loses His Meds &lt;/strong&gt;first! Really funny! The guy is cute too. He edited his vids so he'd have a chipmunk voice, since he's acting as a 6-year-old when actually he's 14 or 15) in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;When we reached home at 3:57 (3 more minutes!!!!!), I jumped out of the car with my laptop and ran inside the house. I had already called the maids to leave the gate open and turn on all the computer switches so I wouldn't waste any more time. Then I connected to my house's wireless and refreshed the page (my laptop was on stand by, not shut down), then I bidded until USD$25, but then they said I was outbid! My bros were around me and watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then the auction ended, and there was a &lt;em&gt;ding!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;as MSN Messenger informed me that I had received an email from eBay. Then the auction stealer. Then eBay again. So I clicked on it immediately and started screaming and jumping around because I thought I'd won the auction when I saw the first eBay one, then I noticed it said, "You are currently the highest bidder".&amp;nbsp;Currently. Now that I think about it, my auction stealer&amp;nbsp;did that, because I only bid twice and both were outbid.&amp;nbsp;But&amp;nbsp;at the time&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;didn't think&amp;nbsp;of that, and&amp;nbsp;thought, &lt;em&gt;Maybe I didn't win?&lt;/em&gt; And so I went to check the one from auction stealer and the 2nd eBay one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;AND&amp;nbsp;I HAD WON THE AUCTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Naturally I started screaming and jumping around again and dancing like a lunatic maniac&amp;nbsp;insane person&amp;nbsp;in the study room with my brothers. Then I went to the entrance of my house and yelled to Aunty Lori that I won the auction, and I started screaming and jumping again, and the workers (I don't know&amp;nbsp;what they were here for.&amp;nbsp;Maybe a house&amp;nbsp;in my neighborhood needed renovating?)&amp;nbsp;who were sitting on a piece of unleveled green land opposite of my house were just looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, &lt;strong&gt;life is fabulous!! &lt;/strong&gt;... Well, sometimes, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Whee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VI. Tokio Hotel's Upcoming DVD and Album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;YESSS!! Tokio Hotel is/are releasing a new DVD in December &lt;u&gt;this year&lt;/u&gt; called &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel: Caught on Camera!&lt;/strong&gt;. Here is the article from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tokiohotel.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tokio Hotel's Official Homepage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NEW DVDS: TOKIO HOTEL TV - CAUGHT ON CAMERA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Release Date: December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DVD 1: History - The very best of Tokio Hotel TV!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;From YouTube straight to your TV screen! Join Tokio Hotel on their couch and watch the very best of all the Tokio Hotel TV episodes! Bill, Tom, Gustav and Georg picked their favorite unforgettable moments of this past year and spiced them up with uncensored, never before seen footage! Exclusive band commentary adds a unique touch and reveals the guys´ most intimate thoughts! Come along with Tokio Hotel on an intense on-the-road documentary and find out everything that´s been going on in their incredible career! This is your chance to follow them on their amazing journey all over the world as if you were a fifth band member!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DVD 2: Future - The road to the new Album!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tokio Hotel shares their future plans about their upcoming album in a private interview filmed solely for this DVD. Get a sneak peak of Bill recording vocals in the studio and watch as he reveals secrets about the new album. Find out how the boys prepared for their studio time in four brand new action packed Tokio Hotel TV episodes - exclusively reserved for this DVD! Watch an intense paintball match, Bill´s high-speed Go-Kart revenge and a dirty Quad race through the wild deserts of Nevada. Experience the band like never before and be part of the process when ideas turn into songs for the new and long anticipated Tokio Hotel studio album!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The new DVD will be available in the following three versions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Version 1 - Standard: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DVD 1: History - The very best of Tokio Hotel TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;+ 8-page booklet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Version 2 - Deluxe: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DVD 1: History - The very best of Tokio Hotel TV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;+ DVD 2: Future - The road to the new Album &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;+ exclusive poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;+ 24-page booklet with tons of new photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Version 3 - Limited Fan Package: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Deluxe Version &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;+ brand new and exclusive T-Shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Release Date: December 2008!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I really want the limited fan package because it's so awesome, but it's going to be hard to get, and I probably have to get it on eBay again. If I can't get that I must at least get the deluxe version. I don't want the standard one because it's so lame compared to deluxe and the limited fan package. I mean, there's ONLY ONE DVD!!! Omg! I don't know which I'll be able to get, but what I know is that my parents will def not pay for this one, so I'll start saving up to pay for it. Also if I have not enough $$ I can ask them to pay for me, and I'll pay them back with next year's ang pau money. And they're also releasing their 3rd German album next year! Hopefully my parents will pay for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh ewwww, my skin feels&amp;nbsp;so oily now. I must take a shower soon. I am trying to copy down the&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Spring Nicht &lt;/strong&gt;piano solo I learned partly from a tutorial in YouTube and partly from listening to the song, but mostly the tutorial, so I don't forget (and also, Emily wants to play it). But I didn't follow the tutorial exactly because I changed some. I downloaded this sheet music maker called NoteWorthy Composer, but it's a 30-day free trial and I can only save my files up to 10 times! So if you know any free sheet music makers, tell me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Although I know that NONE OF YOU WILL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You guys really must learn to help. You can start by praying &lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;that my eBay items arrive safely and in perfect condition, and&amp;nbsp;that they were&amp;nbsp;exactly as described, and the sellers are honest people who will not scam me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;I really hope I don't get over &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Bill Kaulitz &lt;/strong&gt;anytime soon because it would mean all that money I spent on their stuff would be wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;I really wish I had a black Tokio Hotel hoodie because the black Tokio Hotel hoodies I've seen are really nice. They just look so good, with the white logo at the back and everything. It looks uber cool... But they're all so EXPENSIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why??????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;Omg, my butt feels&amp;nbsp;numb now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;Today I found out Bill likes sour candy. And he doesn't like the chocolate in &lt;strong&gt;Kinder Surprise&lt;/strong&gt;, he just likes the surprise. Well, I'm the opposite because I like the chocolate more than the surprise. Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://buzzworthy.mtv.com/2008/10/31/tokio-hotels-backstage-halloween-candy-binge/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to watch &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel's Backstage Halloween Candy Binge! &lt;/strong&gt;Bill's face is so funny when he tried to Warheads (a type of American candy, apparently) and it was too sour!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.P.P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;Bill looks totally&amp;nbsp;gorgeous here (as usual, although it looks&amp;nbsp;weird coz I made the image smaller so the pixels are all crammed or something so he looks funny; go &lt;a href="http://buzzworthy.mtv.com/2008/10/30/got-a-question-for-tokio-hotel/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to see the original size where he is drop-dead gorgeous), omg. He's&amp;nbsp;so beautiful I feel&amp;nbsp;so sad&amp;nbsp;when I look in the mirror. I think, &lt;em&gt;Why is he so beautiful? It's so unfair. &lt;/em&gt;Oh, and that reminds me. This morning I looked in the mirror and noticed my jawline wasn't very straight, so I pulled up my cheek and after I did I realized that my jawline would be nice and straight if my cheeks weren't so chubby. But I don't know how to lose the fat in my cheeks while gaining weight in other parts of my body. I really want to lose that horrible, horrible, disgusting&amp;nbsp;chubby cheek fats!!&amp;nbsp;Omg =.=''. It's so sad.&amp;nbsp;Any ideas, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=TokioHotel8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="306" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/TokioHotel8.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.P.P.P.P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;Here is one of Fred's videos because I'm sure your eyes are tired from all that reading. Unless, of course, you didn't read any of this post and just scrolled down to watch the video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, whatever. Ladies and gentlemen, presenting... &lt;strong&gt;Fred Goes Swimming&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh geez, &lt;em&gt;CLAP&lt;/em&gt;, why don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEqwKNNQBwc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/nEqwKNNQBwc&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-3917315365186265725?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/3917315365186265725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=3917315365186265725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/3917315365186265725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/3917315365186265725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-who-thinks-im-crazy.html' title='Hey, Who Thinks I&apos;m Crazy?'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-1906950919106489058</id><published>2008-10-24T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:15:09.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hsm3 bloopers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill burps'/><title type='text'>Anyone Have a Free Plane Ticket to Hamburg?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;OMG! Someone called &lt;strong&gt;hamida19&lt;/strong&gt; on YouTube says that she sees Tokio Hotel at least once a week because she lives in the city of Hamburg in Germany, and so do they! OH MY FREAKING GOSH!!!!! Does she have any idea how lucky she is???? But she says that "they are not so hot like Zac Efron". &lt;em&gt;Puh-lease. &lt;/em&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I must go to Germany at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Life is so totally unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Oh yes, and go to Spleak's blog and watch the &lt;strong&gt;HSM3 Bloopers&lt;/strong&gt;. Really funny. Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.spleak.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Also, watch this video. Listen carefully, because Bill burps at 1:42 and Georg's reaction is really funny. And also, I have a question... Why are you guys so open about their bodies? They just go and touch each other's chests or pinch each other's nipples, just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxCHSecIgKg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxCHSecIgKg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg, Georg and Gustav were so cute when they were young!!&amp;nbsp;I will Bill and Tom were still 13 so we'd be the same age. Omg. And Mr. Prody talked about rock music today in chapel, so I'm wondering if it's okay to listen to Tokio Hotel and the Jonas Brothers...? Well, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;OMGGGGGG... I looooooooove Tokio Hotel!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-1906950919106489058?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/1906950919106489058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=1906950919106489058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/1906950919106489058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/1906950919106489058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/10/anyone-have-free-plane-ticket-to.html' title='Anyone Have a Free Plane Ticket to Hamburg?'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-1943051604371038069</id><published>2008-10-19T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:22:21.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill kaulitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bushido'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Paedophile, Yuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING! THIS POST&amp;nbsp;IS NOT&amp;nbsp;SUITABLE FOR YOUNG CHILDREN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg. I read about this guy called "Bushido" in a Tokio Hotel fanfiction, but I thought he was just a fictional character. But then I saw on Youtube something about Bushido and Bill (Kaulitz), so I went to look on Google, and I found out that Bushido is actually this 30- or 40-year old German gangsta-rapper, and he's absolutely obsessed and attracted to Bill (&lt;em&gt;ach mein &lt;/em&gt;gosh! - I dunno if the word "gosh" even exists in the German language, and I'm not supposed to use God's name in vain, so whatever).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;There were a few links to videos about Bushido talking about Bill and stuff, and in one interview (brace yourselves), Bushido was like (oh gosh oh gosh):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If Bill would ask me: 'Bushido, would you sleep with&amp;nbsp;me?' I would totally say YES."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Really disgusting. Paedophile, bleaghhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Oh, and this is a comment from a&lt;strong&gt; xLykosx&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2B9APNbzN8"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;this video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;: &lt;em&gt;"Well, actually I am a German, so I do have to understand the language xD. Bushido says during some interviews that he thinks Bill is sexy and he even says that he wants to be satisfied orally from him. On top of it, Bushido even said he wants to marry Bill O_O&amp;nbsp; Oh well, no wonder, Bill is a sexy guy. Too sexy for women :D"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;... I totally agree with the "too sexy for women" part. But, um... could this Bushido guy get any sicker (is that even a word)?&amp;nbsp;Omg. OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh, and I told my dad about Bill Kaulitz and showed him a pic of Bill yesterday at someone's wedding dinner, and he called him a "pondan" (translation: transvestite).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dad: I'm not going to let you buy -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me: *interrupts* NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A few moments later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me: What were you going to say just now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Dad: I said I'm not going to let you buy his CDs anymore. He's a pondan. &lt;em&gt;(Of course he's not totally serious but still.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me: NO! I don't care! I will. I already got the CD and magazine from France so HA HA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I didn't think much of the "pondan" thing yesterday, but after that whole Bushido, I just wanna tell all you people out there who judge Bill by his appearance and call him a homosexual just because he has his own style... Well, shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Oh no. I gotta go now. Darn, I wanted to type more. Okay bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-1943051604371038069?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/1943051604371038069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=1943051604371038069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/1943051604371038069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/1943051604371038069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/10/paedophile-yuck.html' title='Paedophile, Yuck'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-2470051056134183611</id><published>2008-10-17T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T18:08:32.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill kaulitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hyper-ness'/><title type='text'>Ich Liebe Bill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh my goshhhh... I, err, accidentally got some of my lip treatment thing on the &lt;strong&gt;Bill Kaulitz&lt;/strong&gt; (I love you! I love you!) poster from the Stars Book magazine I ordered from France, and now there is one big stain there. And I also dabbed another part of the poster with the treatment to see what would happen, and there was a stain there, so the stain on his beautiful beautiful face (GOSH) undoubtedly came from my lip treatment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Err... Don't ask me how I got it there. Although I think you might already know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;What am I going to doooooo????? I shall pray to God and ask Him to make the stain go away. Please make it go away, God, please! Oh &lt;em&gt;Gott &lt;/em&gt;in &lt;em&gt;Himmel. &lt;/em&gt;Hehe. I know a little German now. Like &lt;em&gt;aus &lt;/em&gt;(out), &lt;em&gt;ich liebe dich &lt;/em&gt;(I love you), and... ehh... No time to think of the other words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Shoot, I gotta go for my ballet class. Aw man, Bill is so incredibly sexy!! I wanna meet &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel &lt;/strong&gt;sooooo badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REALLY REALLY BADLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bill is so cute and hyper! That's good coz there are some people who think I'm hyper (sometimes) too. I used to be called the "Hyper Girl" in school. Lolz. He is soooo adorable! Lalalalala, ich liebe dich Bill! And Bill has a lot of funny dances too. Soooo cute. Wheeeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I showed my mom a video thing of Bill at a concert. He was singing then he looked at the camera in this really hot way, and my mom was like, "How can men's eyes be so sexy? They're not supposed to be sexy." I was like, "They are!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh shoot, I forgot to check my email!!!!!!!! I'll be SO late for ballet now. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-2470051056134183611?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/2470051056134183611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=2470051056134183611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2470051056134183611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2470051056134183611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/10/ich-liebe-bill.html' title='Ich Liebe Bill'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-8629735303579986908</id><published>2008-10-14T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:09:58.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><title type='text'>LIFE IS SO UNFAIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sorry sorry sorry! No internet connection at home because Jia Wei kicked the modem. But I'm at Yu Wen's house now so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;YES!! Guess what? I got the Stars Book magazine with&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;12 Tokio Hotel&amp;nbsp;posters&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;from France on Friday! My mom put it into my ballet bag, which she put into the car before the driver came and fetched me from school. I didn't open my bag until I was in my ballet class toilet and had to change into my ballet clothes. I saw this wrapped brown thing in my bag, so I took it out and saw some stickers with the words "Prioritaire A" and "Mette Fink" (name of the seller of the magazine) and others. So I put it back into the bag without opening it and&amp;nbsp;started hyperventilating as I changed into my&amp;nbsp;ballet stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;only took it out after I was&amp;nbsp;done, outside the toilet.&amp;nbsp;Chow Shu, Cha Yi, Netanya,&amp;nbsp;Lee&amp;nbsp;Ann, and Jia Hui were already there. Chow Shu asked to see&amp;nbsp;my phone, so I gave it to her. When I saw her face when she&amp;nbsp;looked at the screen (my wallpaper was a picture of Bill Kaulitz at the Vanity Fair photoshoot), I grabbed it back. Jia Hui asked her what&amp;nbsp;happened, so she&amp;nbsp;was like, "有&lt;em&gt;hantu &lt;/em&gt;ah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Translation: "Got ghost ah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And then all the girls&amp;nbsp;jumped on me&amp;nbsp;and tried to get a look at my phone and pry it out of my fingers. I&amp;nbsp;changed the wallpaper to one&amp;nbsp;chibi Naruto one while they did that,&amp;nbsp;then I showed them the picture, but Chow Shu said it wasn't it.&amp;nbsp;Then I&amp;nbsp;tore the brown envelope and took the magazine&amp;nbsp;out,&amp;nbsp;really excited and all. Chow Shu saw it, and she gasped and was like, "Neh, 那个 hantu!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Translation: "There, that ghost!" Note: "neh" is a slang word for "there".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And then they all saw Tokio Hotel on the cover and said he looked like a girl, or a ghost, or both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sheesh. I get that in school too. Calvin called Bill a "shim" today. As in, a she + him = half-girl half-boy. Whatever! Bill is&amp;nbsp;beautiful,&amp;nbsp;yes he is! He and his androgynous hotness. Sighhh...&amp;nbsp;I hate it when people diss Tokio Hotel!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Urk... gotta go for gymnastics class soon. I hate not having internet connection at home. I am going to stick up posters of TH on my room. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. Sorry, Sarah, that tag looks real fun but I'll do it next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. OMG Shi Hao is going to the USA this Saturday! That stinks (for me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-8629735303579986908?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/8629735303579986908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=8629735303579986908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8629735303579986908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8629735303579986908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is-so-unfair.html' title='LIFE IS SO UNFAIR'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-4454909156715184367</id><published>2008-10-07T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:05:26.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autographed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scream'/><title type='text'>Scream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just wanted to say I got my &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOKIO HOTEL SCREAM CD + 2 POSTCARDS (1 AUTOGRAPHED) + STICKER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from America that I ordered on eBay!!! Yeahhh! And it took just 15 days! Woooohoooooo!! Soooo happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-4454909156715184367?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/4454909156715184367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=4454909156715184367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/4454909156715184367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/4454909156715184367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/10/scream.html' title='Scream!'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-8069354130541449383</id><published>2008-10-05T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:03:27.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill wax figure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill kaulitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madame tussauds berlin'/><title type='text'>Girl Molests Wax Figure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sorriieee, we had no Internet for several days because my brother Jia Wei kicked the modem. Three cheers for Jia Wei! Not. Um, actually, we still don't have any Internet connection at home, but I'm at Yu Wen's house right now, and it's like a mini cybercafe here in Shi Wei and Shi Hao's room. 2 laptops, 4 computers, a few Nintendo DSes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not that I've ever been to a cybercafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am getting quite lazy to blog now. Actually, &lt;strong&gt;very &lt;/strong&gt;lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg. There's a &lt;strong&gt;Bill Kaulitz&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*insert angelic choir here* &lt;/em&gt;wax figure in the Madame Tussauds (pronounced "too-so") in Berlin! Watch the video below. That girl is touching Bill's...&amp;nbsp;THINGY (lol, it's been ages since I said that). Of all the nerve! &lt;s&gt;That's my husband!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-vjnqiapTA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-vjnqiapTA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;There's something a bit weird about his cheeks, though. The cheekbones? But other than that... Omg. There is a Madame Tussauds in London. We were wondering whether we should go there or not when we went to London last year, but for some reason I can't remember, we didn't. I so regret it. Although they probably don't have a Bill Kaulitz wax figure there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I must see the Bill Kaulitz wax figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg. iCarly is so funny. I don't feel like typing anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;6:02 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! &lt;strong&gt;MTV TRL &lt;/strong&gt;is going! As in, cancelled! HOW COULD THEY DO THIS?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Why? Why? &lt;em&gt;WHY????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-8069354130541449383?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/8069354130541449383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=8069354130541449383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8069354130541449383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8069354130541449383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/10/girl-molests-wax-figure.html' title='Girl Molests Wax Figure'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-5436554407751320703</id><published>2008-09-21T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:43:07.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nirvana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olsen twins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metallica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOE'/><title type='text'>Tokio Hotel is All Wet (Literally)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I'm listening to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cGvzApDZKI"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;The Unforgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by &lt;strong&gt;Metallica&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;on Youtube to see why people like them so much. The video is in black and white. The singer looks kinda weird, with fluffy long hair. Kinda reminds me of Captain Hook. The video is pretty weird, with an uber skinny old man with all his ribs visible through his sagging skin in a small dark room.&amp;nbsp;He just put a nail or something through his hand and wiped the blood on the wall and wrote something with on the wall with his blood. It looks like "vest" or something. Maybe "rest"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I don't think I really like Metallica. I'm going to listen to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kPQR-OsH0RQ"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Smells Like Teen Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Nirvana next. Oh, now the Metallica&amp;nbsp;video is ending with old man is sleeping on the dirty dusty floor of the tiny dark room, with a white light shining on him. The light is fading. Ew, Smells Like Teen Spirit doesn't sound nice at all. I'm trying to force myself to listen to the whole thing just ONCE. Forcing, forcing, forcing.&amp;nbsp;It sounds so bad, I feel horrible. I can't understand a word they're saying. The video is bad too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;No offence to Metallica or Nirvana lovers. &lt;em&gt;Different people have different tastes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Here's another video I watched yesterday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BhucmgFSyvY"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Live Wet Monsoon Peformance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Tokio Hotel in Munich, Germany, last year in November. After the bridge, when Bill sang the chorus again,&amp;nbsp;water started pouring down from the ceiling on each &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel &lt;/strong&gt;member, and they just sang and played their instruments with water raining on them. They look soooo hot when they're soaking wet... especially Bill. And Tom. ^^ Gorgeous gorgeous Bill and Tom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ugh. I wonder what made me join the chorale for D.O.E. when D.O.E. is just 3 days away! I must be a supreme&amp;nbsp;idiot. We have had &lt;em&gt;so little time&lt;/em&gt; to practice, geez. I could've just joined photography flora, nothing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I bought something on eBay yesterday. I'm going to pray that the person isn't scamming me, and the items arrive safely and in perfect condition, and it is exactly as described. Must not worry. Worry is a sin because it means we are not trusting God. Yes. So I must trust God. Trust God God God. Hmm... I hope I won't regret buying it. I hate regret, it makes me feel really bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I still can't help being a bit worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Never mind. Must trust God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, Bill Kaulitz Bill Kaulitz Bill Kaulitz, why are you so beautiful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I told Jia He about the twincest thing. Remember, some people make vids and pictures and stories about Bill and Tom being all lovey-dovey with each other? Because Bill kinda looks like a girl, and they are quite close, like &lt;strong&gt;brotherly love&lt;/strong&gt; and all. I read a twincest story yesterday. It's interesting, but really disgusting like Oh-Em-Gee. Yuck yuck yuck. So I told Jia He I read a twincest story, and I said it was really gross, so naturally he asked if he could read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I said no, and he said, "Fine then, I won't pray that your eBay thing comes safely." What a stupid boy. Stupid stupid boy. I have a big fat idiot for a brother. So I said, "Don't pray then! I won't pray for your gecko either. He can just go and be blind." FYI, his gecko is blind in one eye because its skin fell on its eye or something when it was shedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So he said, "Fine, I'll pray that your&amp;nbsp;eBay thing &amp;nbsp;gets spoiled!" Then I said, "Fine, pray that, God won't listen so ha ha ha."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;My brother is a loser. He is asking Jia Wei to shut up and threatening he will hack his &lt;strong&gt;Fiesta &lt;/strong&gt;account. Jia He really is a supreme idiot. An even bigger idiot than I am. He's a big bully. Hmm... if he prays the thing I bought from eBay gets spoiled, I am going to pray he never gets any muscles on his arm. Because I had a bit of arm muscle, when I like bend my arm, which kind of stinks, and I don't like it at all. Heaven knows how I got them, because my gymnastics teacher says my lower body is better. And Jia He does push-ups but he doesn't have arm muscles, and he was like, "What?! How did you get arm muscles? I do push-ups!" I'm not going to tell him that I don't really like arm muscles, not even a little bit,&amp;nbsp;because I am a &lt;strong&gt;girl&lt;/strong&gt;. Never mind. Let him be sad he doesn't have arm muscles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;HA HA HA. Do you hear that, Jia He? YOU ARE A SUPREME IDIOT, JUST LIKE SMEE FROM PETER PAN! MAYBE EVEN WORSE THAN SMEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think I had better shut up now or I might never get that CD. My magazine isn't here yet either, but they're shipping it from France so obviously it takes more time to arrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;My grandmother (Ahma; Dad's mom) says that if Jia Wei was born a girl, it would be good, because he is quite small-sized. Jia Qing is probably going to be taller and bigger than Jia Wei even though JW is 8 and JQ is only 5. JW is like Bill Kaulitz, a bit girly-looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm not going to tease JW about him being a little bit girly because &lt;strong&gt;Bill Kaulitz&lt;/strong&gt; is also like that. I used to tease Jia Wei about it when he annoyed me last time, because it annoyed him when I said it and I got a kick out of irritating him. Oh, and sometimes it's really annoying when I'm busy playing the computer or something and JW has to tell me something. He goes and taps my shoulder with one finger gently and says in a soft voice, "Jie, jie, jie," over and over and OVER again. It's so annoying. I don't know if I would rather him tap my shoulder gently or whack my shoulder really roughly.&amp;nbsp;The tapping this is really irritating, but the whacking thing will infuriate me and I will pinch him for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And when I pinch him I'll just get in trouble for cutting him with my fingernails so I guess I'll have to bear with the tapping thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;My brothers are really weird. Jia He is crawling on the floor and yee-haw!-ing like a mad donkey, and Jia Wei is pretending to be the owner of the donkey or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to go for a facial next week or something because my mom made an appointment for me. My skin is really horrible this year. It recently (like, 2 months ago, or 3 or whatever) became horrible. I have like pimples on my forehead now, thankfully not the&amp;nbsp;big reddish kind with yellow goo in it. They're small, and oh I hate them. I also have this mosquito bite on my forehead. For some weird reason it hasn't gone off yet. It doesn't itch. I think it has turned into a pimple. Oh gosh! I've seen people my age who have gotten those&amp;nbsp;big big pimples ages before me. I wonder how they survive with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish &lt;strong&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/strong&gt; was real. I wish I lived in Neverland. I could be like a female version of him, I love Peter Pan. Best classic story ever. Then me and Peter could just go live in Neverland and play all day and fly around the island fighting pirates with Tinkerbell and annoying Captain Jas. Hook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Why do I keep going off-topic?&amp;nbsp;I keep going off-topic. Like, I'm talking about one thing and then&amp;nbsp;I suddenly switch and talk about something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I just realized I haven't mentioned Bill Kaulitz in the previous 6 paragraphs. I love Bill, he's so adorable (in looks and attitude), especially when he's around candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen are so pretty, it's not fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bill Kaulitz is pretty too, and that's not fair either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;EVERYTHING isn't fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I understand how I got "Envy - 92%" yesterday in that quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm hungry. I'm going to go eat something. Good bye. (I understand how I got "Greed - 92%" also, yesterday. I'm very greedy, because I love food, especially sweet things like sugar and candy and chemical stuff and stuff that give you diabetes.)&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/855127264404004263-5436554407751320703?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/5436554407751320703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=5436554407751320703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/5436554407751320703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/5436554407751320703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/09/tokio-hotel-is-all-wet.html' title='Tokio Hotel is All Wet (Literally)'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-3302848360804000180</id><published>2008-09-21T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:07:07.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 deadly sins'/><title type='text'>I am Greed and Envy - Who Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I just took a quiz called "Which of the 7 Deadly Sins Are You?" on the Internet. Here's my result. I can't say I'm too pleased with it. I mean, it's not entirely true of course, because it's just a quiz with a several questions. But oh, I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Envy - 92%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Greed - 92%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gluttony - 67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wrath - 50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sloth - 50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pride - 33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lust - 25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's quite true, actually, because I'm jealous of all the people who have met Tokio Hotel before, and I'm quite greedy. You may not know it but I love eating (but only the food that I like). I'm very reluctant to share my stuff, especially if it's some food or thing I really like. Oh well. YOU be the judge! Click &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/quizzes/new/dicey14/which-of-the-7-deadly-sins-are-you/#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you want to take the quiz.&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/855127264404004263-3302848360804000180?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/3302848360804000180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=3302848360804000180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/3302848360804000180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/3302848360804000180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-greed-and-envy-who-are-you.html' title='I am Greed and Envy - Who Are You?'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-4857142594654205799</id><published>2008-09-15T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:56:43.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shadow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill kaulitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='msn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emily'/><title type='text'>Tash and Emily Attempt to Draw Bill Kaulitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOLZ. Emily and Tash were making me laugh &lt;strong&gt;SO &lt;/strong&gt;hard yesterday while I was chatting with them both (separately) on MSN.&amp;nbsp;As you might now, you can actually draw stuff with your mouse on MSN. Tash drew a very cute picture of a stick figure with spiky things on his head that was supposed to be Bill Kaulitz &lt;em&gt;(oh, gorgeous, gorgeous Bill Kaulitz!)&lt;/em&gt;, and a swirly pink lines that were supposed to be a crowd of screaming girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I told Emily what Tash did, and SHE said she'd try, too. And what happened after that made me laugh so hard I had a cough and my throat was itching. Enough talk. Here are the screenshots. Captions below because the text in the screenshots are too tiny for you&amp;nbsp;to read. Last two drawings by my Mom and Jia He.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TASH (all drawings by Tash)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Tash1-Bill1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Tash1-Bill1.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Tash3-Tom.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Tash3-Tom.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;That's supposed to be Tom, Bill's twin brother. The one with the dreadlocks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Tash4-BillandTom.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Tash4-BillandTom.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tom is older than Bill by 10 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Tash4-BillsEyes.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Tash4-BillsEyes.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img height="60" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Tash4-BillsEyes.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 694px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 426px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;That drawing there is supposed to be Bill's sexy, mascara-ed&amp;nbsp;eyes. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Tash6-BillsEyes2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Tash6-BillsEyes2.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Tash7-AngelPoop.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Tash7-AngelPoop.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Flying poop. Angel poop. With wings. By Tash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Tash8-BillandCandy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Tash8-BillandCandy.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bill and his candy. He loves candy. Loves loves loves candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Tash9-TashLovesAdrian.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tash 8 - Tash loves Adrian" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Tash9-TashLovesAdrian.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aww... so sweet! Hahaha. Tash loves her boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Tash10-BillSinging.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Tash10-BillSinging.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That's Bill Kaulitz singing. Aren't her drawings so adorable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And now for Emily's. Ugh. She drew Bill like that on purpose, I know she did. The first 5 drawings are her hilariously terrifying drawings of Bill. The 6th one is me and Bill. Like OMG. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMILY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily1-Bill1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily1-Bill1.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily2-Bill2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily2-Bill2.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily3-Bill3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily3-Bill3.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily4-Bill4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily4-Bill4.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily5-Bill5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily5-Bill5.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily6-JiayuandBill.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily6-JiayuandBill.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily7-Girl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily7-Girl.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;That red drawing is by me, a picture of my horrified face. The blue drawing is Emily's attempt at drawing a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily8-GirlandBillHasSexyEyes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily8-GirlandBillHasSexyEyes.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; *another blue drawing of a girl*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Bill Kaulitz has sexy eyes!! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily9-BillisHotandSexyEyes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily9-BillisHotandSexyEyes.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Bill Kaulitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; is so hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; my eyes sexy or not *blinks eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; JOKING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily10-SexyEyes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily10-SexyEyes.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; *drawing of a pair of supposedly sexy eyes* Sexy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily11-BillSexyEyes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily11-BillSexyEyes.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; *another blue drawing of a pair of eyes* ← this? It's Bills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; EWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; Bill is sexier! SEXIER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily12-SexyBill.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily12-SexyBill.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; *drawing of Bill* sexy enough or u wan more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily13-IsHeSexy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily13-IsHeSexy.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; DEFORMED MUTANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; EMILYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; YOU ARENT TRYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; ok ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; i'll do it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; and u tell me whether sexy kay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emily:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; URGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily14-SexyBill2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily14-SexyBill2.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily16-JYbyMom.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily16-JYbyMom.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; *drawing of freakishly ugly creature* Happy &amp;amp; Pretty. I'm Jia Yu the sau men kai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This was drawn by my mom when I showed her Emily's drawings. She actually LAUGHED. Wow. Then she said she wanted to try and draw on MSN too. So she drew me. Very ugly drawing. Yuck. Could hardly pass a human. By the way, "sau men kai" means "skinny chicken". =.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=Emily17-JYbyJiaHe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="262" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/Emily17-JYbyJiaHe.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiayu:&lt;/strong&gt; *drawing of something that looks like a fly* spots mean pimple. JY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Jia He. He drew me, too. Ugh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And after that I went to change into my pajamas but didn't tell Emily I was going to. So when I didn't reply, she kept recording things on her mic on MSN and stuff, and later I came back and listened to them. She was going, "Fishy. Fiiishyyy. Fishyyyy. Aiyo, reply me la! *screams* FISHYYYYYYYYYY!!! Fishy! Fishy Fishy Fishy Fishy Fishy! Aiyo, you ah. Brrrr!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and by the way, Shadow (one of the 2 dogs) died yesterday. Snakebite. Horrible, right? I'm not emo about it though. I didn't cry, which is good for me, because being emo is not my thing. He looked like he was sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and yes. My church is having this thing called &lt;strong&gt;LOUD. &lt;/strong&gt;It stands for something but I can't remember what. It's like last year's one, they had LOUD last year, too, remember? I'm not sure what we're going to do there, though. They'll give out the flyers later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The D.O.E. (Day of Excellence) exhibits deadline thing has been changed to FRIDAY (only for GRC PJ-ers) for those of us who really &lt;em&gt;cannot&lt;/em&gt; turn in our entries tomorrow. Good thing, even though I took the flora pictures yesterday and this morning. I went to a nice stationery store called &lt;strong&gt;Czip Lee &lt;/strong&gt;at Bangsar after school today and got some colored paper to stick the photo on. Only one photo for flora. Gee. I thought it was supposed to be 3 photos. I have several photos or different plants, so I'm going to have to choose one. Tough choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bill Kaulitz is so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm thinking of setting my SOS (Switched-On Schoolhouse; some of us in school got that program installed in our laptops so we do our schoolwork on our laptops instead of the books; we had to create a whole new user accoun -- GRC-[insert name here] --&amp;nbsp;on our laptops for us to do SOS) desktop background to that really hot one of Bill Kaulitz from the &lt;strong&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;/strong&gt; photoshoot. &lt;em&gt;This&lt;/em&gt; one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="280" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot2.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But I don't know if they'll let. The teachers or even Mr. Fan might go like, "O_O OMG! Who is THAT?!" Well, they won't say "OMG", but you know, something like that. Especially since Bill looks so, well,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in there. Maybe &lt;u&gt;too&lt;/u&gt; sexy for the "GRC-Jiayu" user&amp;nbsp;account.&amp;nbsp;I mean, the &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; he's staring at the &lt;em&gt;camera!&lt;/em&gt; Omg!! *hyperventilates*&amp;nbsp;And the one below is WAAAAY to sexy for the "GRC-Jiayu" desktop background (besides, it doesn't look nice when it stretches when I use it as my desktop background).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot4.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, &lt;em&gt;Bill. &lt;/em&gt;I love you! Lol. I was&amp;nbsp;lovingly writing&amp;nbsp;his name over and over and and over and&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;over &lt;/em&gt;again in an exercise book I use to scribble my math calculations. After that, I started drawing food, like ice cream and a banana split and a cocktail and a strawberry and grapes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hmm... my cell leader(s) might visit my blog because the bloggers (including me) in my cell group in church wrote down our blog urls on a piece of paper. We're supposed to tell people about LOUD on our blogs. I wonder what they're gonna think if/when they read my blog? I used to be SUPER quiet in church (I'm talking more now. Remember I told you about church yesterday, and that I stayed and chatted with Dexter and Grace? Yep. &lt;strong&gt;Huge &lt;/strong&gt;improvement. I know I'm super talkative and loud&amp;nbsp;in school, so it might be hard to believe that I am (or was, whatever) actually &lt;em&gt;quiet &lt;/em&gt;in church. But that's the truth. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ah well. Gotta go eat dinner now before my mom skins me alive. 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font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:20 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you were here, in this room, right now, I'd advise you to cover your ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;SHOOOOOOOT! You know that autographed hoodie on eBay&amp;nbsp;I was talking about? It ended just now at 11:13 AM. I got up at about 7 today because the room was so cold and I didn't feel like going back to sleep because I was annoyed at the freezing temperature (no wonder, the air conditioners were set to 19 Celsius, and BOTH of them were on the WHOLE NIGHT).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I had calculated last night when the auction would end, so I knew exactly. Dad gave me a limit = RM800, which is about USD$235. After all, my birthday isn't too far away. So from 10 AM onwards I kept bidding and stuff, because the price, which had only been $81 yesterday, had increased today. So I kept bidding. I bid $82, $84, $87, $90, $95, $99, $105, $120, $125, $140, $150, $160, $180, $190, $200, $220, $230, $235, $240... all because other people kept bidding and eBay kept sending me emails telling me I was the highest bidder, and then that I was outbid, and that I was the highest bidder, and I was outbid, and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;After I bid $250 on that wonderful, wonderful autographed Tokio Hotel hoodie, I refreshed the page to check if I had been outbid again, and &lt;strong&gt;my eyes nearly popped out of my head &lt;/strong&gt;when I saw that I had to bid more than $450. I thought that I had typed "$450" by accident, because the price shot up from $250 to an outrageously large amount of&amp;nbsp;$450, all in just &lt;strong&gt;7 minutes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;There I was, going, "OH MY FREAKING GOSH." So I hurriedly looked for a retraction form to say I had typed in the wrong amount, when I found out I &lt;em&gt;hadn't&lt;/em&gt;, and that some unfairly rich person had actually bid that amount. So I very urgently called my father. There were only 3&amp;nbsp;precious minutes left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. We Chinese children get money from adults when we celebrate Chinese New Year every February. Lots of money money money lovely money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *very urgently, demanding* How much did I get for ang pau money this year???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; *bored,&amp;nbsp;take-your-time voice* I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; How much?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; Um... 1 thousand, 2 thousand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Can I use my *next year's ang pau money to&amp;nbsp;get the hoodie? Because the price rose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad:&lt;/strong&gt; *bored, take-your-time voice* Mmm... Okay lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*assuming I get enough to pay it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3 MINUTES LEFT!!! So I kept bidding bidding bidding, $460, $480, $500, $520, $540... I pressed "confirm" for the 540-dollar bid, and the page went back to the item description so that I could see that I was still outbid, and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;... that there was one second left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;You know what auction stealers are? They're these things that you sign up for. You enter the auction number and your maximum bid, and they'll bid for you within the last few seconds of the auction, so if anyone tries to bid higher than you, your auction stealer would help you bid higher and higher, and when it gets too high for your maximum bid, they'll stop bidding because you don't have enough money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The winner used an auction stealer. I know she did, because when I went to the bidding list to so who the highest bidder was. Beside your bids, they write the time and date you bid that amount. The auction ended at 11:13 AM. The time beside her one and only -- and highest -- bid was 11:02 AM. Auction stealer. It &lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt; have been. I used an auction stealer, but I didn't set $560 as my maxium amount!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have no idea what she put as her&amp;nbsp;maximum bid, the lucky girl, but it might have been higher than $550. Auction stealers bid as much as they have to, but sometimes you have money left over, like if the second-highest bidder (ahem, &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;) bids $540, and you had put "$560" as your maximum amount, they'll just make you pay $550 because that's the amount they require you to outbid the second-highest bidder (sob!&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;again).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;THE WORLD IS CRUEL! I AM SO DISAPPOINTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Die Welt ist grausam! Ich bin sehr umgestürzt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm itching to say, err, &lt;em&gt;poop &lt;/em&gt;in German&amp;nbsp;(=.='' Yes, I learned how to say it in &lt;strong&gt;German&lt;/strong&gt;. I watched a video, Bill said it, there were English subtitles... it sounds kind of&amp;nbsp;okay in German, actually. Doesn't sound like a bad word at all. It reminds me of swiss cheese. Lol) may sound like a spoiled brat, but the truth is, I'm just upset and &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; disappointed. Geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eurgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Did you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tom --&amp;nbsp;gorgeous Tom&amp;nbsp;Kaulitz --&amp;nbsp;had sex when he was 14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But I know it's very normal in Europe and America and all (here in Malaysia, it's against to have sex with a person who is below 18. If you do, it's counted as rape), to lose your virginity when you're so young and whatever, but still... It shocked me. He was SO young. I'm 12, 13 in less than 2 months. Just &lt;em&gt;imagine... &lt;/em&gt;let's say you're like my age, and you had sex next year...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;As for &lt;strong&gt;Bill&lt;/strong&gt;, sweet, adorable,&amp;nbsp;devastatingly beautiful &amp;nbsp;Bill... I just watched an interview yesterday on Youtube, called "Tokio Hotel on Steven's Untitled Rock Show [Part 2]". Bill was telling Steven about how Tom was so proud of being 10 minutes older than Bill. And Tom was very cocky (proud/boastful/like Peter Pan) -- cute, haha -- and said, "I was the first in everything, you know. The first kiss, first sex... Bill, he's a virgin." Bill was like, "Oh, yeahh." And he laughed nervously and sort of covered his face like he was embarrassed. So adorableee. But I'm still not sure, because in interviews Bill keeps saying, "It's a secret" when people ask him about his virginity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Here's the video. The virginity part (have you noticed&amp;nbsp;that Tom just &lt;em&gt;looooves &lt;/em&gt;to bring up the topic of virginity?) is 1:34 - 1:43. Url here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HjXHLBL19jM"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HjXHLBL19jM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HjXHLBL19jM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HjXHLBL19jM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Oh, and check out&amp;nbsp;these drool-worthy pictures of Bill Kaulitz in an issue of Vanity Fair. The issue of Vanity Fair was in German, the April 2008 issue. Pictures from here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gallery.tokiohotelnetwork.com/thumbnails.php?album=236"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://gallery.tokiohotelnetwork.com/thumbnails.php?album=236&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="280" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot2.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OMG! Gorgeous! Doesn't he look sooooo &lt;strong&gt;sexy &lt;/strong&gt;here? And also, nice pants. XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot5.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="280" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot12.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just &lt;u&gt;look&lt;/u&gt; at that tattoo on his arm! Beautiful! It says &lt;/em&gt;"Freiheit 89"&lt;em&gt;, which means "freedom" or "liberty" in German, and 89 is his birth year. Freedom is very important to him, so when he turned 18 last year and officially an adult, he got that tattoo. I never thought I'd like a guy with a tattoo -- much less 3 tattoos ("Freiheit 89" on his left arm when he was 18; the Tokio Hotel logo on the back of his neck when he was 13 or something; a star on his... hip -- so hot). But this "Freiheit 89" tattoo is just so beautiful! Just like Bill. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/BillKaulitzVanityFairPhotoshoot9.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=BillKaulitz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="207" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/BillKaulitz.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This last picture isn't from the Vanity Fair photoshoot. I got it somewhere on the Internet. His eyes are so beautiful, so mesmerizing, so mysterious, so sexyyy! Just like his everything else! I never really noticed or thought that a guy's eyes were beautiful before, not even Jeremy Sumpter -- who played Peter Pan -- not even Joe Jonas, not even Daniel Radcliffe. But Bill's eyes are sooo... omg. I could get lost in them. I already am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So... beautiful! How can anyone be so gorgeous? It should be a crime to be so good-looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Awww! Bill is so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;innocent (well, more innocent than his brother Tom anyway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;mysterious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;candy-loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;broccoli-hating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;talented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I probably should stop gushing about Bill before the food in your tummy comes right back up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll tell you about my day. I was supposed to look up something about this Korean pastor called David Yonggi Cho and get some more info about his acts of faith, but I put it off from last Saturday until this morning. But then, suddenly, there was no Internet connection. I could use MSN, but no Internet Explorer. It happens sometimes. So I just went to church, and my cell group went to the cafe in church to discuss about the scrapbook, because each cell group is supposed to do a 20-page scrapbook about a man or woman of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It ended at 4 PM, so after that I sat around outside with some of the cell group members who were&amp;nbsp;waiting for this other session in church called "celebration", I don't know what they do there. I had to wait for Jia He and the others anyway. So I chatted with Grace Cheng and Dexter and the cell group leaders. Dexter was telling us about the unfairly rich people in his neighborhood. So filthy rich. One 13-year-old girl, his friend, gets RM7,000 or RM9,000 a MONTH. That was fun, talking about them and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;In the car, Jia Qing and Jia Wei started fighting and spitting at each other. SPITTING. How disgusting. Jia Qing spat at me later, too, in the car, although I can't remember why. He &lt;strong&gt;SPAT &lt;/strong&gt;at me. Oh no, I didn't shout at him like you so obviously think I did. I didn't. In fact, I'm pretty sure I kept my face blank. I mean, I didn't scowl or anything. Just blank. Or calm. Expressionless. My face calm when I pinched his left arm, the part between the shoulder and the elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes, there was blood, but I can't say I'm sorry. Because I'm not. I mean, he spat at me. You'd reply the same way. Good thing my nails are a little bit long now.&amp;nbsp;Jia Qing&amp;nbsp;and my brothers fight a lot.&amp;nbsp;They're very rough.&amp;nbsp;I mean, &lt;em&gt;pfft,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;a little blood isn't a big deal. He cried a bit, but he ALWAYS cries, so be warned, people. Don't be fooled. He cries even when it doesn't hurt that much. But at least he didn't get a bruise, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So disgusting, he SPAT at me. Yuck. Jia Wei was worse though, Jia Qing spat a LOT at him, and vice versa. Oh, the horror of having 3 little brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mmm... Bill Kaulitz is so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm glad Bill isn't like Tom. He said that Tom probably always says "I love you" to get a girl in bed with him. But Bill isn't like that. He's so sweet, too nice, for that. Bill says that as he gets older, the more seriously he takes the differences between "I love you" and "I like you". When the Vanity Fair interviewer asked him, "With 18 years (he's 19 now though), wouldn't you prefer to make out endlessly anyway?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And guess what his answer was? Bill said, "I don't know. Precisely because of this life (his busy life as the drop-dead gorgeous lead singer of &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;) I would prefer to find the one big love instead of making out.&amp;nbsp;I want to share my little time with someone I know about: This is the one!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Awww! That's so nice! Bill is so unbelievably perfect. I love him. I love feminine guys like Bill. Wheee! So does Tash, apparently, because her boyfriend Adrian also has feminine features, like his body and his eyelashes and stuff. Tash and I have more in common than I thought!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yay! We &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;feminine guys (guys who have feminine features but do not dress like a girl, and who are not gay, and not sissy, and not &lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;feminine)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:24 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I've never liked those guys who have 8-packs and really huge biceps and triceps and stuff because they look so hard, and all those abs are pretty disgusting. Bill's body is good. So thin, so lean and feminine. A little bit of muscle would be okay, like to keep a flat stomach and not be flabby and stuff, but not a 6-pack. Or huge abs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just now, after I typed that thing about feminine guys, my mom came in and asked why I hadn't showered yet. I didn't really say anything. Then when she went outside for a while to say goodbye to Rachel and her family as they were leaving (they were here before and during dinner), I ran out of the study room and locked myself in my bedroom so I could take a shower so my mom wouldn't scold me after she came back in. And it worked! She didn't say anything when I walked into the study room with my hair damp and me in my pajamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh wait, she did say something. My mom just scolded me for giving Jia Qing that cut on his arm. Geez, I already told her in the car. I was like, "Mommy, Jia Qing spit at me so I pinched him. Don't blame me if there's blood." And she had been like, "Okay." So I told her that when she scolded me, and she said she didn't hear. =.='' Not my fault she didn't hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and by the way, by "scolded" I mean she warned me not to do it again. She was like, "How can you do this to your brother? Do you think this is how brothers and sisters are supposed to act?" No shouting or raising her voice, though. Maybe it's not counted as a scolding after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jia Wei just locked Jia Qing out of the study room because Jia Qing was bothering him while he did his homework and cleared up his school things. Haha. Jia Qing is screaming and whining to be let in outside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Hahahahaha! &lt;/em&gt;It's kind of funny, actually. Happens so often. Oh, now Jia Wei let him back in again, and Jia Qing is holding a rolled-up piece of paper and Jia Wei is holding a badminton racket. They're fighting about the badminton racket now. Jia Qing has it. Jia Wei just declared, "The battle of Gaara!" Gaara from Naruto. You know, the sand guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Hmm. For one second there I thought they were going to hit each other with the badminton racket and the rolled-up paper. Oh well. Jia Qing and Jia Wei came in and JQ wanted to hit JW with the racket. Just playing, of course, but still. Oh, JQ is locked out again now. Wheeee. He's crying outside and banging on the door and shouting for Jia Wei to open the door, and Jia Wei is just sitting on a chair on the other side of the door and demanding for Jia Qing to apologize first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And my mom just came in and scolded them both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bill is so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have you noticed how often I say the word "sexy" nowadays? I used to think it was a perverted word when I was younger lol. I tried saying it to my mom a few days ago, since I said it so often, to see if I would dare. I was like, "Mommy! Bill Kaulitz is soooo..." -- I chickened out -- "hot." Lol. It's just kinda embarrassing to say it to your own parents. It's weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, would you look at the time. 10:55 PM. My mom is asking me to go to sleep now. Ah well. Good night then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.&lt;/strong&gt; Did you know that Bill and Tom's mom was really laid-back when they were younger? She gave them a lot of freedom (Bill pierced his eyebrow and tongue and got a tattoo and temporarily dyed his hair blue, green, black, and white, and Tom pierced his lip), doing homework was an option, and when Bill first came home drunk, she was really laid-back and all. Just thought I wanted to let you know. Because my mom is nothing like that. Lol.&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/855127264404004263-8937706295406821037?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/8937706295406821037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=8937706295406821037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8937706295406821037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8937706295406821037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/09/beautiful-beautiful-bill.html' title='It Should Be Against the Law to Be So Good-Looking'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-6769192618401550054</id><published>2008-09-11T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:08:39.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goethe something something'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jonas brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german'/><title type='text'>Huge Disappointment! Ugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;OHHHHHHH EMMMMMM GEEEEEEEE!!! (Translated: OMG!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;That ↑ is just something I forgot to include in my blog post yesterday. My mom &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;-- FINALLY -- called the people at the place where they teach German classes (Goethe Something Something), and guess whaaaaaaat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;YAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;They only give classes for people who are 16 and above!! Last time, they used to accept 15-and-below people (counted as &lt;u&gt;children&lt;/u&gt;), but then they stopped because the *ahem* &lt;em&gt;children &lt;/em&gt;kept cancelling and stuff, because the German language isn't very popular among us Malaysians, so now it's only for 16-and-above people, because some of them want to go to Germany to study and stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Grrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I bet, though, if Tokio Hotel was as big&amp;nbsp;as the Jonas Brothers here in Malaysia... The Goethe Something Something people would be very, very happy. Crazy fangirls would be swarming in like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, if their parents let, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-6769192618401550054?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/6769192618401550054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=6769192618401550054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/6769192618401550054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/6769192618401550054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/09/huge-disappointment-ugh.html' title='Huge Disappointment! Ugh!'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-8432477706460162322</id><published>2008-09-10T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:43:17.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>My Future: Boring??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Several days ago, I saw a hoodie signed by all 4 members of &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;-- Bill and Tom Kaulitz, Georg Listing, and Gustav Schafer -- up on eBay, and I really wanted it. I got very excited over it and called my mom to ask if I could have it or not. The price at the time was USD$150 or 160. Multiply it by 3.2 or 3 to get the price in Malaysian Ringgit. About RM500 then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Note: In the conversation below, when I or my mom says "dollars", we actually mean "RM" and not USD$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt; How much is the jacket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; 500 dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt; What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Err... 600 dollars! *Decides to include a CD and a French magazine with 12 TH posters in it, also&amp;nbsp;from eBay*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt; 300 dollars?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No! 500. *Decides not to include the CD and magazine*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt; Are you crazy? CANNOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Remember that time in Hong Kong when you wanted to buy me shoes that cost like 3,000 (either RM or Hong Kong money)? It was black suede but Daddy didn't let? You can make up for it by buying me the jacket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt; Go home only discuss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me: What time are you coming back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt; About 10 [PM].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, you better come back fast 'cause I have 16 hours left ['til the auction ends].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;In the end... I didn't get it because I decided that it was too expensive anyway, and I had too little time to really think about it, so ya. I checked it again the next morning. It got sold for USD$272, more than RM800. O_O WOW. Lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Yesterday or&amp;nbsp;2 days ago,&amp;nbsp;I saw &lt;em&gt;another &lt;/em&gt;hoodie from the same person (but it was a different hoodie). So I told my parents again, and they started talking in the restaurant we went to yesterday -- Supertanker -- while I listened to music and talked with my friend Aurelia who was also there. They said I can get it as an early birthday present, but the price has to be &lt;u&gt;RM800 and below&lt;/u&gt;. Fair enough. If it exceeds that limit, I can pay the rest myself. Or I might not even get it at all. I don't &lt;em&gt;know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;As for that French magazine with like a dozen TH posters in it, I bought it. &lt;em&gt;With &lt;/em&gt;permission, of course, from my dad. He came down with me to the study room in case I didn't know what to do. But when I clicked "Pay Now", we had a problem. I had to fill in my telephone number, but they kept saying that it was in the wrong format! So I guess I won't be paying it right &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;. I'll have to ask YuWen's dad tomorrow in case he knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And if you're reading this right now, and you know what to do, and you're from Malaysia, don't keep it to yourself. Please tell me how to fill in the telephone number thingy when I'm from here (Malaysia).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Right. Now that we're done with &lt;em&gt;that, &lt;/em&gt;I'll give you a quick summary of my day in school today. I was, as usual, 30 minutes late for P.E., and they were just divided into groups and practicing Frisbee-throwing and -catching, so I joined Saskia, Andrew, and Meera. Lydia joined later, but at first she was just watching. Later James joined too. Then it became only me, Andrew, Saskia, Meera, and James, so I was like, "Hey, let's play 'monkey'! James, you can be the monkey (since he was holding&amp;nbsp;a basketball)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So we did, and it was very fun! In the end it was down to me, Theviyan, Meera, and James. I think. My memory is a little fuzzy lol. And while I was scoring my work at the scoring table, James asked me, "How come you're always smiling? It's like you never get emo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Actually, I do, you know. Get emo, I mean. Sometimes. Not very often though. Like that time I got emo by listening to sad Tokio Hotel songs? Yeah. I don't get emo by listening to the awesome, wonderful, super-talented, beautiful foursome's songs anymore, though. I don't know what was wrong with me that day. I was kind of bored, and my brothers were annoying me like crap by crying and screaming at each other. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;... Do you ever think about what you're going to be when you grow up? You know, your future, career, and whatever. I think about it very often nowadays, and I was just thinking about it today as I was coming home from school. I don't know what I'll be when I grow up, so I imagined myself sitting around the house with two children, or maybe doing the dishes or housework or other things that housewives do, or maybe working as a clerk or cashier or whatever, while my husband was out at work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;IT WAS HORRIBLE. Ugh. Don't you feel bad by just thinking about that? Being a &lt;strong&gt;housewife&lt;/strong&gt;, taking care of &lt;strong&gt;children&lt;/strong&gt;, doing &lt;strong&gt;housework &lt;/strong&gt;all the time and repeating the same &lt;strong&gt;daily routine &lt;/strong&gt;(housework, taking care of the kids, cooking) every single day? Omg! I felt kind of scared thinking about that, like, &lt;em&gt;"What if I really do become like that when I grow up?" &lt;/em&gt;*shudders* I mean, what a horribly BORING life! ... I might -- MIGHT -- change my mind when I grow up, though, and that might be the life I would want when I become an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But not now. Now it sounds so boring, it scares me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hmm... I think I read and watch too many shows about celebrities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have quite big dreams. I don't want to just sit around all day taking care of the children and cooking (I can't cook!) and stuff, I want to travel and... I don't know. But maybe that's all they are -- dreams. Urgh. I know what some of you are probably thinking of saying to me now: "If you pursue your dreams, JiaYu, they won't be just &lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;dreams when they come true! Strive to fulfill your dreams! Nothing is impossible! Here! Take my blessing!" LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lalalalala... Bam bada bing, bada boom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bill Kaulitz is&lt;/span&gt; so adorably sexy. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Eurgh... JiaHe did it again. He talked to Kelvin using my MSN account while I was afk (away from keyboard). We made this deal because this isn't the first time he's done this sort of thing. The deal is that he can pretend to be me on &lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;MSN, but he &lt;u&gt;cannot&lt;/u&gt; close the window, so that I will be able to read what he has typed and who he's talked to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;He said "I love you" to Kelvin today, while he was at Isaac's house, so Isaac saw it too. Thankfully, they were smart enough to know I wouldn't just go and say "I love you" all of a sudden, like that. Hahaha. So there, JiaHe. You'll have to do a better job the next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Isaac thinks JiaHe is funny now. Which he is. Funny, I mean. JiaHe is funny. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lololololol. Ah well. Gonna go now and try to figure how to play the rest of "Rescue Me" by Tokio Hotel on the piano. It's really hard to find accurate TH piano sheet music (so far I haven't found any that are in the right key), so I'm trying to play it by ear. I've got the first 4 verses and the first chorus right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Figuring out the rest is hard. Geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well. Good night now. &lt;strong&gt;Remember, if you know what to fill in for the telephone number thing when you purchase something in eBay,&amp;nbsp;DON'T keep quiet about it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;GOOD NIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-8432477706460162322?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/8432477706460162322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=8432477706460162322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8432477706460162322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/8432477706460162322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-future-boring.html' title='My Future: Boring??'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-2062242306778230694</id><published>2008-09-08T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:06:18.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv vmas 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jonas brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ryan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightmare'/><title type='text'>Some People Are Just So Unbelievably and Unfair-ly Hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;THE &lt;strong&gt;MTV VMAs&lt;/strong&gt; ARE TONIGHT!! 10:30PM on MTV (Astro Channel 713), so don't miss it! Repeats are on Friday (4:30 PM), Saturday (2 PM), and next Sunday (9 PM) -- by "next Sunday", I don't know if they mean like the 14th or 21st of September, because they posted the schedule up yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and about the bad dream I had 2 nights ago, omg it was &lt;u&gt;horrible&lt;/u&gt;. I dreamed&amp;nbsp;that I went to this place and saw Tokio Hotel, but Bill was like very tall and lanky and... urgh... As you all know, Bill Kaulitz is an extremely hot, inhumanly beautiful, very talented 19-year-old guy with a voice like &lt;em&gt;wowwww&lt;/em&gt;, but in my dream he was this ugly British guy (no offence to British guys) with a long nose with a big bump at the end, and small small eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And Tom -- omg, &lt;em&gt;Tom -- &lt;/em&gt;as you all ALSO know, Tom Kaulitz is Bill's also-hot-and-beautiful-and-talented twin brother who just celebrated his 19th birthday last Monday (September 1). In my dream, he was about the size of a 6- or 7-year-old, shirtless, and very skinny... =.='' Talk about a &lt;strong&gt;nightmare&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't know what happened to Georg and Gustav but they weren't in my dream, but I like them too. As I was saying, in my dream I wanted Tokio Hotel... well, Bill and Tom, anyway -- to sign something, I don't know &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;, since they were so sadly ugly. But then I wasted my precious time searching for a permanent marker, or a Sharpie, or whatever. Then I asked some guy who was their manager in my dream to wait awhile while I looked for a marker, but once I turned my back he drove them away in a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;UGH. Isn't it so horrible? I woke up at 8:25 AM on a &lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt; and my mom asked me to go back to sleep because she didn't want us to wake up so early (she worries we don't get enough sleep), but I told her I couldn't because I had a really bad nightmare, and I just couldn't bear the mere thought of going back to sleep because I was feeling so traumatized, so she let me, but quietly so I wouldn't wake my sleeping brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then I walked downstairs with my phone, feeling bad, and started listening to TH songs while I brushed my teeth and got changed to assure myself that they were still megahot and talented and that Bill was still so adorable (in personality and attitude and looks), and that the ugly Bill and Tom Kaulitz were just a stupid &lt;em&gt;nightmare&lt;/em&gt;. Then I went online and watched TH music videos and got over&amp;nbsp;the dream&amp;nbsp;and started obsessing about how hot they were again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I watched TRL on MTV again just now (Malaysia: Astro Channel 713. Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays at 5-6 PM). Jonas Brothers were on, and so was Frankie, the "bonus Jonas", their cute little brother who was half their size. He's so adorable! Why are JB and TH so good-looking? I envy them. Not that I want to look &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; them, of course, since they're &lt;strong&gt;guys&lt;/strong&gt; and I'm a &lt;strong&gt;girl. &lt;/strong&gt;I wouldn't mind bearing a resemblance to Bill Kaulitz, though, since he looks so feminine and beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And so, SO hot (as a guy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A-ny-wayyy, JB were on and as some of you &lt;u&gt;might&lt;/u&gt; know, this guy called Big Rob, I think, goes downstairs, outside the set of TRL, to pick a few random girls from the neverending crowd of screaming fans to go upstairs and meet whoever is up there at the time. But this time Rob chose a few girls, and Frankie had to approve of them before they could send them up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Man, you wouldn't believe how dedicated those fans are to the Jonas Brothers. It's amazing. One girl couldn't sleep for a week because she was camping out in the city waiting for JB, and another risked her job to get a chance to meet JB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;People who live in the US, especially if they get to meet hot celebrities (namely, Tokio Hotel and Jonas Brothers), are so lucky. Which is why I want to go there to study when I get older. My cousin Shi Hao (14) is probably going there to study next year in our cousin Jacqueline's school. He can drive next year, I think, if he goes. In America you can drive by 15 if I'm right. Or 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, so I got tagged by Ryan (his blog is private, sorry) and Sarah See (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.a-little-world-of-our-own.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://www.a-little-world-of-our-own.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;). I guess I'd better get started. But I can't read anything on Sarah's blog because there's something wrong with her background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tagged by Ryan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The last person to tag you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melinda, I think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What's your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends. Or acquaintances.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your 5 impressions towards him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Good at dancing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Talks softly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) 16 years old.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) Likes to hang out with her sister and Esther Lee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5) Um...?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taught me and some other girls some dance moves, I think. We're not very close.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The most memorable thing he/she said to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, you will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm straight. I love Bill Kaulitz, and I think the Jonas Brothers are hot. I. Am. Not. A. Lesbian.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, you will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why are we going to be enemies? If we do, I'll just ignore her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, he/she has to improve on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She will not become my lover.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No reason at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The overall. impression of him/her is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good at dancing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;How do you think the people around you feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Childish (sometimes?). Obsessed about hot guys (like TH and JB).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The character for yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Happy/Cheerful. Or obsessed about hot guys (like TH and JB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;On the contrary, the thing that you hate about yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;My stupid annoying shortsightedness, or my nose. Actually, I hate my nose more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Myself. I don't want to be a second-class version of someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;For the person that cares and likes you, say something about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ohhh, why can't you be Bill Kaulitz? Haha. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ten people to tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, I'm not tagging these people but I'm just listing their names down for the tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. Saskia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Tash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. Bill Kaulitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. Joe Jonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;6. Sarah See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;7. Rachel See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;8. Tom Kaulitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;9. YuWen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;10. My 2-year-old cousin Sarah Tan Ya (nickname: Yaya. LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Who is No. 2 having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;No one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Is No.3 a male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;If No.7 and No.10 were together, would it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Absolutely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; NOT.&amp;nbsp;First of all, they would have to be lesbian. Second of all, No. 10 is like, 2 years old in November, and No. 7 is 14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;How about No.5 and No.8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO. They are both so hot, and it would be really sad if they were gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;What is No.1 studying for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Our 5 school subjects (Bible, History &amp;amp; Geography, Language Arts, Math, and Science). And she wants to learn French too. I wanna learn German.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of them, just today. Some, never.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Is No.4 a single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Thankfully, YES!! Sadly, I don't know him personally. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tell something about No.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She sits beside me in class.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/855127264404004263-2062242306778230694?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/2062242306778230694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=2062242306778230694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2062242306778230694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2062242306778230694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-people-are-just-so-unbelievably.html' title='Some People Are Just So Unbelievably and Unfair-ly Hot'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-2053932051449108172</id><published>2008-09-07T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:53:46.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv vmas 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><title type='text'>THE MTV VMAS 2008 ARE TOMORROW!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have no time to post today, so I'm going to post about the last few days if I can, and about the bad dream about Tokio Hotel I had last night (I dreamt they were UGLY, and that made me wake up at 8:25AM, and I couldn't bear going back to sleep after that, it was so horrible).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now I'm just going to tell you about how RELIEVED I feel!!! I thought the MTV VMAS 2008 -- hosted by Russell Brand -- was &lt;em&gt;today, &lt;/em&gt;so when I turned on the TV just now and saw that it wasn't, and that it was "Top MTV VMA Openings" (or something like that) instead, I was like über-disappointed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;'Cause you see, the MTV VMAS 2008 is live in America at 9PM their time sharp on September 7, so if it's live here too it's supposed to be at 5AM tomorrow, Sept. 8. But I somehow got mixed up and ended up thinking that it was at 10PM on September the 7th.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So, disappointed, and saying "shit" over and over again in a different language to myself, I went online and checked what time the MTV VMAS 2008 were gonna be on Astro in Malaysia, and I found out that the &lt;strong&gt;MTV VMAS 2008 (MTV Video Music Awards)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;is &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow, September 8, &lt;/strong&gt;at &lt;strong&gt;10:30PM. &lt;/strong&gt;I was like, "OMG! THANK YOU, GOD!!!"&amp;nbsp;I am so&amp;nbsp;relieved I&amp;nbsp;half want&amp;nbsp;to start laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! THANK YOU!!! OMGG!!! So I get to see &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt; (oh, I love youuuu!) on the MTV VMAS tomorrow! Oh, I hope they win. They got nominated for &lt;em&gt;Best Newcomer &lt;/em&gt;along with Miley Cyrus, Katy Perry, Jonas Brothers, Jordin Sparks, and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Make sure YOU don't miss it either! And I watched &lt;strong&gt;Camp Rock &lt;/strong&gt;just now. It's really nice! The Jonas Brothers sing really well, and they're hot too. Now I gotta go before my mom skins me alive. See ya!&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/855127264404004263-2053932051449108172?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/2053932051449108172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=2053932051449108172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2053932051449108172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2053932051449108172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/09/mtv-vmas-2008-are-tomorrow.html' title='THE MTV VMAS 2008 ARE TOMORROW!!!!!'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-2714721182802970687</id><published>2008-08-31T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:45:36.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pier 39'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill and tom&apos;s birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merdeka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wall-e'/><title type='text'>Happy ______</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday's unfinished post:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Merdeka! (Malaysia's independence day) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Since it's a public holiday today - a Sunday - there's no school tomorrow. That's the rule in Malaysia, according to Miss Emel. And also, happy birthday to Abigail! (Her birthday was yesterday.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went to watch Wall-E today. It's funny and so cute! But not as cute as Bill Kaulitz. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wahahaha! At exactly 8 PM just now, I posted a "happy birthday" comment to Bill und Tom (no, I did not spell "and" wrong)&amp;nbsp;Kaulitz on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/tokiohotelchannel?ob=4" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;tokiohotelchannel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;, because it's - yes! - their &lt;strong&gt;19th&amp;nbsp;birthdays&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;! You're probably wondering why I didn't post it earlier, like at midnight or something. It's 'cause of the time difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lol. See, if they're in the U.S. and I post the comment at 12 midnight &lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt; in Malaysia, it's only 31st August, 4 PM over there. So if I said happy birthday at 8 AM (Sept 1), it would be midnight (Sept 1) there. Get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm not sure if the comment even got posted or whatever, but never mind. I'm satisfied. Haha. Bill is soooo cute! He was like like a little kid in a candy store in the video below. And guess what? He hates broccoli, just like me! Well, at least I think that thing he's holding (see video) is broccoli. It sure looks like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AEOeBSmNLD4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AEOeBSmNLD4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Isn't that so adorable? He's so hot, I can't believe it. That was Tokio Hotel TV [Episode 41], and the next episode is going to be about Georg sightseeing in San Francisco, in &lt;strong&gt;PIER 39&lt;/strong&gt;!! I went there before with YuWen and the others. It's full of seals sunbathing, and we took pictures with these guys painted in silver paint with fake wires and other mechanical stuff connected to them (I was kind of scared, I had to admit =.='') and&amp;nbsp;dogs dressed up in sunglasses and bows and stuff. Had to pay for it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and there we saw a pigeon with like 2 toes. Or maybe 1 foot. I'm not sure, but I know he was missing some part of his legs (or leg).&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/855127264404004263-2714721182802970687?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/2714721182802970687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=2714721182802970687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2714721182802970687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2714721182802970687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy.html' title='Happy ______'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-6050077335438202489</id><published>2008-08-23T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:53:30.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill kaulitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hancock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cg outing'/><title type='text'>Am I Super-Outdated or Do I Just Have Bad Memory?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Our school is moving O_O. I just found out today from Megan Yeap. Other people from GRC knew it since, like, May, I think. Maybe I knew too but I just forgot, but whatever! I am &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; outdated. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Went to my church cell leader Lydia Ong's house today for our "CG Outing" while this other cell group went to Sunway Lagoon... =.=''&amp;nbsp;About 5 other girls from my church cell group were there too. We watched&lt;em&gt; Hancock &lt;/em&gt;(it was quite nice, but not so; it was a bit&amp;nbsp;funny too), drank bubble milk tea, ate cookies, and nothing else. It was raining really heavily outside, and Lydia's sister Stephanie walked me to the car, each of us holding an umbrella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But I got wet anyway. It was really pouring, and there was a big big puddle of rainwater around the car, so I had no choice but to step into it. The water got into my jelly shoes. The shoes have HOLES (they're supposed to be like that) in them, so all it took was one step and &lt;em&gt;voosh! &lt;/em&gt;there was a &lt;strike&gt;flood&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;monsoon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Running through the monsoon,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Beyond the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;To the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Where the rain won't hurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love Tokio Hotel! &lt;strong&gt;Bill Kaulitz&lt;/strong&gt; ♥ ♥ ♥ is sooo adorable. Check out this video of him lip-syncing and dancing to Michael Jackson during his private party in Geneve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9VFJASDe4IU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9VFJASDe4IU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;He is SO kawaii! ♥ I better stop gushing about him before you vomit all over &lt;strong&gt;your &lt;/strong&gt;jelly shoes. It wouldn't be pretty. He's so cute la, seriously! He's hot too. And pretty. I feel kinda jealous of him because he can be hot as a guy and pretty as a girl at the SAME TIME. I mean, he's &lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;! Bill is &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;beautiful&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went to Country Mart after that because my mom wanted me to buy some stuff. The lady who works there, I don't know what her name is, but she looks about 20-30. Just so you know, her voice is not nasally and annoying. Just thought you should know, because when I tell you "the 20-30 year old lady who works there", you might imagine her having a nasally voice, which is what I usually do, especially if they have Malaysian accents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady:&lt;/strong&gt; *in Cantonese* Eh girl, you're very tall already ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah. Thin also. You should eat more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*thinks: EVERYBODY THINKS IT'S SO EASY*&lt;/em&gt; Oh, ya, but it's hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady:&lt;/strong&gt; If you were a bit fatter it would be nice because you're tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Seriously, I don't know how she can say I'm thin, considering what I was wearing just now: a definitely not-tight Club Med T-shirt (haha, I loved &lt;strong&gt;Club Med &lt;/strong&gt;so much I bought the shirt), and white Gap pants that went down to my ankles. I look totally normal in it. Not thin, not fat. I don't really get people sometimes. Here's the picture I took so you guys could&amp;nbsp;decide yourselves. It's kinda weird because I couldn't take it without flash because I couldn't hold it steady just now, so I put my fingers a small distance in front of the flash when I took it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8230011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8230011.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hah!&lt;/strong&gt; See? What'd I tell ya? I look so totally not-fat-not-thin there. I don't know what she's talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. You shouldn't put your fingers right on the flash while taking a picture because it's a bit hot. Just to let you know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.P.S. Ugh. All the flowers that used to be in front of the front door of my house are GONE. I don't know what happened to them, but they're all &lt;strong&gt;gone &lt;/strong&gt;and now there are some boring, green, ho-hum, nothing-special plants there in their place. That stinks. It looks so drab and boring now. They were such pretty flowers too, and I'm joining photography [flora] for &lt;strong&gt;D.O.E. &lt;/strong&gt;(Day of Excellence) in school. Darn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8220002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8220002.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sparkie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-6050077335438202489?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/6050077335438202489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=6050077335438202489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/6050077335438202489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/6050077335438202489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/am-i-super-outdated-or-do-i-just-have.html' title='Am I Super-Outdated or Do I Just Have Bad Memory?'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-2647541056776667549</id><published>2008-08-22T20:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:13:48.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey to the center of the earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='josh hutcherson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rowan atkinson'/><title type='text'>Mr. Bean and Beekeeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Went to watch &lt;strong&gt;Journey to the Center of the Earth 3D &lt;/strong&gt;today. It was really good! The backgrounds were really beautiful, all the colors blended together so perfectly, as beautiful as the Aurora! And Josh Hutcherson, who played Sean, is hot too ^^. Aaron and Chun Chieh came along, and Aaron's mom, her maid, and Aaron's cute&amp;nbsp;3-year-old brother Aries were there too, but they didn't watch the movie because Aries couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Aries is one big baby. He's nearly Jia Qing's size, and JQ is 5. They say it's because he eats a lot -- he eats &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt;. Anyway, it was a really awesome movie and I definitely enjoyed it. You guys should watch it, especially the 3D one. The only bad thing about watching it today was that Jia Qing was there, and he was crawling around the floor and laying down on it and&amp;nbsp;napping (or was he?)&amp;nbsp;and crawling near other people's seats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;We went for Japanese food in The Gardens, which is connected to Mid Valley, and went to the bookstore after that. I checked if they had &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;'s album on the computer in &lt;em&gt;Borders&lt;/em&gt;, and they said it was out of stock but could be specially ordered, so I went to one of the staff members and asked, and he said that they can't order CDs actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;:( That sucks! I also went to another CD shop, but they didn't have it either. "Try Speedy," the guy said, but I just told him that I DID, but they didn't have it &lt;u&gt;either&lt;/u&gt;, but thank you anyway. It's so sad. I guess I'll have to order it from the Internet now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And in The Gardens, I got a phone call from Aunty Sally (from my ballet class, not Tash's mom).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sally:&lt;/strong&gt; There's no ballet class today ah! Teacher is sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*Ballet class...?&amp;nbsp;Omg,&amp;nbsp;ooops! I forgot all about it!*&lt;/em&gt; Oh! Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sally:&lt;/strong&gt; Ya, teacher is sick!&amp;nbsp;I hope you didn't leave for ballet yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Err, yeah, I didn't leave [for ballet, anyway] yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and here's a video from Youtube, called &lt;strong&gt;Rowan Atkinson - The School Master&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to entertain you. Rowan Atkinson is the guy who plays Mr. Bean, in case you didn't know. The video description reads, "Very funny bit with Rowan Atkinson as an acerbic schoolmaster taking attendance at a British school for boys." A lot of people think the video is funny, and yes, I think it's quite funny, too, but the problem is I don't really understand what he's talking about. I don't know how he keeps a straight face saying all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FiWJWLCoH2M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FiWJWLCoH2M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And here's another funnier one called &lt;strong&gt;John Cleese and Rowan Atkinson - Beekeeping&lt;/strong&gt;. This one is really, really funny! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGFz9gt0-Fc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGFz9gt0-Fc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-2647541056776667549?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/2647541056776667549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=2647541056776667549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2647541056776667549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2647541056776667549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/mr-bean-is-schoolmaster.html' title='Mr. Bean and Beekeeping'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-421065501273720296</id><published>2008-08-21T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:25:58.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gecko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire belly newts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='galaxie'/><title type='text'>Kung Fu Panda Newt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Presenting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P82100010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P82100010.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8210008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8210008.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;MY BROTHERS' NEW PET &lt;strong&gt;LEOPARD GECKO &lt;/strong&gt;(SPARKIE) AND ONE OF THE TWO&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;FIRE BELLY NEWTS &lt;/strong&gt;(NAMELESS and KUNG FU PANDA)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;They just bought them today from the guy who sold Shi Wei&amp;nbsp;his pet geckos, and since we are Shi Wei's cousins and Shi Wei is a regular customer in that shop, the guy gave Jia He and the others a discount on the gecko and fire belly newts, and the worms were free! The gecko (Sparkie) belongs to JH, and the fire belly newts belong to Jia Wei (nameless) and Jia Qing (Kung Fu Panda; really, he named it THAT), but I only took a picture of Jia Wei's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Isn't that nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and feast your eyes on &lt;u&gt;this&lt;/u&gt;! It's my first-ever &lt;strong&gt;Tokio Hotel &lt;/strong&gt;poster I got from &lt;em&gt;Galaxie &lt;/em&gt;magazine (August 1-16 2008 issue) today! Wheeee ~ ! Remember I told you guys that Sarah See brought it to school for me to see and I got so excited? Yeah, now I got it!!&amp;nbsp;Hahaha! I'm so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8210007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8210007.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went to Mid Valley and The Gardens just now and got that magazine. I also tried looking for Tokio Hotel's album &lt;strong&gt;Scream&lt;/strong&gt;, but the Borders computer said the album was out of stock but could be ordered, but I didn't because I wanted to check out some other places in case they had it. So I went to this other CD shop and Speedy, but they didn't have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ugh. Fine. I'll just have to go to Borders and order it then. =.='' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, and just a reminder, if you know where to get any accurate Tokio Hotel piano scores, please, please, PLEASE tell me, okay??? Please and thank you! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I also trimmed my hair at my ahyi Candy's salon. It was RM15, and I also had her use "Callus Gone" or whatever that product is called for my feet, and she cut my fingernails and toenails nicely because I don't know how to cut them properly, and she painted my toenails this pretty mermaid blue, and she painted the white part of my fingernails white so now I have short French nails! She also stuck 2 pop-out pink ribbon stickers on my thumbnails... for free! She's so nice! Haha. She also got me a present: these 2 soft heart-shaped things on sticks. There's shimmering powder in the hearts so when you dab it on your skin, it glitters. At first she thought they were pens. Only found out what they really were today. Lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Isn't she nice?&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/855127264404004263-421065501273720296?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/421065501273720296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=421065501273720296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/421065501273720296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/421065501273720296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/presenting.html' title='Kung Fu Panda Newt'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-7383098815211095090</id><published>2008-08-21T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T14:39:21.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Crappy Fingernails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I got tagged&amp;nbsp;by Sarah&amp;nbsp;See.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ugh, I did that tag before. Maybe I'll do it next time, but I don't feel like doing it right now because for some reason my paragraphs keep sticking together when I publish my posts, or either they have too much space between the paragraphs, so I have to edit them through &lt;strong&gt;HTML&lt;/strong&gt;, which is so mafan, so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to go to my Ahyi's (or however you spell it; my mom's 25-year-old sister Candy) shop/salon/whatever later so she can do something to my nails. I don't know what, but my toenails are seriously ugly. I used to like peeling them, so now they look like crap. So are my mom's, although hers are way worse, yellowish and stuff. Drat. Must've gotten them from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to ask her to help me cut my fingernails, too, because they're so uneven and I don't know how to cut them nicely. 4 of them are square and the other 6 of them are rounded. I want them all square. At least they're all the same then. =.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I'm boring you with all this lame talk about nails, so here are some&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;pictures&lt;/u&gt; instead! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8200012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8200012.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is a porcelain doll that YuWen's dad bought for her that she gave me. Jiahe thinks it's creepy because it's placed on my desk. He says it stares at him. I guess he shouldn't have watched &lt;strong&gt;Chucky the Killer Doll &lt;/strong&gt;or whatever that's called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8200003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8200003.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is a candleholder I got from this really cute shop in Taiwan. But I don't have a candle so I just scrunched up some colorful paper and stuffed it in the flower bud. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8200008-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="314" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8200008-1.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Also something I got from Taiwan! I'm not sure what I'm supposed to put into it since it's quite small. Maybe earrings, but I don't put anything inside, so it's kind of useless. But it's pretty. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8200002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8200002.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The HSM Ice Tour ticket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-7383098815211095090?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/7383098815211095090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=7383098815211095090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/7383098815211095090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/7383098815211095090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/crappy-fingernails.html' title='Crappy Fingernails'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-6998337603184535639</id><published>2008-08-20T20:39:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:18:25.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melinda'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Melinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. What curse do you use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try not to curse. Is saying "shit" cursing, though? Because sometimes I secretly say that to myself. :X Sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. What are you listening to now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heilig - Tokio Hotel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Who is the person you talk to the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. What time is your alarm clock set?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Usually 7 AM if there's school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. Do you wear flipflops when it's cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's never cold in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;6. Would you rather take the picture or be in the picture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It depends on how I look and feel that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;7. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In the cinema? It was quite a whole ago. I think it was &lt;strong&gt;1000 B.C.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;8. Do any of your friends have children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO! LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;9. Has anyone ever called you lazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Do you even have to ask? Duh. Of course they have. =.=''&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;10. Do you ever take medication to make you fall asleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;No. What would I need that for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;11. What CD is in your CD player?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't have one. I only have an iPod and that iPod thing that you can use to listen to the radio and your iPod, but no CD player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;12. Do you prefer regular or chocolate milk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Regular.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;13. Has anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;14. When was the last time you went to Starbucks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A long time ago. My mom wanted to get something there so I just followed her, but I don't go to Starbucks usually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;15. Can you whistle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;16. Do you think people talk about you behind your back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes! Everyone loves talking about other people behind their backs. I hope it's nothing too bad though. Lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;17. Did you watch cartoons as a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Every child watches cartoons. Unless they don't own a TV set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;18. What movie do you know every line to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't think there's any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;19. Do you own any brand T-shirts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;20. Is anyone in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't know. Don't think so. Is my girl cousin counted? 'Cause she loves me ^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;21. Do you do your own dishes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Err... no, not at all. I did them before though, several times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;22. Ever cry in public?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah! In Hong Kong Disneyland because my dad made me mad, and embarrassingly, I tend to cry when I'm angry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;23. Are you on a desktop computer or a laptop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laptop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;24. Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, sureeee ~ I'm thinking about getting maybe a lip and eyebrow piercing, and a tattoo on my lower back and neck, because I think it's very pleasant to be poked over and over again &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;by needles to create a pretty pattern on my skin that can only be removed by laser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;25. What's the weather like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hmm... It's night now. Warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;26. Would you ever date someone covered in tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Covered&amp;nbsp;in tattoos? Like, his whole entire body? I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;27. What did you do before this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went to Melinda's blog and saw that she tagged me on July 31st?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;28. When was the last time you slept on the couch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;When I had a fever somewhere this year, I took a nap on the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;29. How many hours of sleep do you need to function properly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not sure. But if I want myself to get out of bed the moment I wake up, not feeling sleepy, I'll have to think or hear something to get me awake. Like recently, I woke up and went to press the snooze button on my phone's alarm when I saw my Tokio Hotel wallpaper on the screen, and that made me wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;30. Do you eat breakfast daily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not everyday. Sometimes when I wake up at like 12 or something, I eat brunch. But I hate waking up at noon. I feel that I just wasted a few hours of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;31. Are your days full and fast-paced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;32. Do you pay attention to the calories you eat in food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;33. Do you use sarcasm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Um, I just did. Question 24?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;34. Are you picky about spelling and grammar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;35. Have you ever been to Six Flags?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The theme park? No. It's in the US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;36. Do you get along better with the same sex or the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;37. Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;38. Do you sleep on your side or back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Both. Sometimes I sleep on my tummy, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;39. Do you watch the news?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*snores*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;40. One of your scars, how did you get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The scab came off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;41. Who was the last person to make you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Erm. The last time I cried was when I listened to too many emo songs and my brothers were arguing and it was so noisy and made me more emo, so I went into my room and screamed and cried a bit. I still listen to emo songs now, but they don't make me cry anymore. Maybe I&amp;nbsp;was just in a bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;42. How's the survey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's not very fun... but I don't really mind doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now tag 5 people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saskia&lt;/em&gt; (HAH! Give you something to blog about)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ryan&lt;/em&gt; (but his blog is privated la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah See&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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&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/855127264404004263-6998337603184535639?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/6998337603184535639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=6998337603184535639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/6998337603184535639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/6998337603184535639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged-by-melinda.html' title='Tagged by Melinda'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-9120374589132715764</id><published>2008-08-20T17:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T18:03:53.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raquel'/><title type='text'>Raquel Turns 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; Belated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Raquel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=TeddyBearDancing.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/TeddyBearDancing.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;... Who just turned 12 years old yesterday! I'm sorry, I got a reminder yesterday that she was turning 12 on August the 19th, but I didn't know that it was August 19 already. You remember, I stuck to doing only one thing (playing &lt;strong&gt;Spring Nicht &lt;/strong&gt;on the piano) the whole day on Sunday, right? So when Tuesday came and I got an SMS from Yu Wen, who asked me if I was sleeping over at her house after gymnastics (which I wasn't), I was kind of confused and thought to myself, &lt;em&gt;Isn't it only Monday? Gymnastics is tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then I checked the calendar on my phone and saw the date -- Monday, 17 August 2008. Then I asked Aunty Lori what day it was, and she told me it was Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; OMG!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yep, that's how lame I am. Maybe I should stop calling myself lame or I might really become that.&amp;nbsp;I don't want to curse myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyways, now &lt;strong&gt;Miss Raquel Ho&lt;/strong&gt; is the same age as I am! Until November comes, that is, then I'll be 13. A-NY-WAYYYY, thank you, Raquel, for being my friend and making me laugh! Raquel is a very funny person. Hope you had an awesome birthday eating ice cream at &lt;u&gt;Swensen's&lt;/u&gt;, and G.B.U. (God bless you)!&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/855127264404004263-9120374589132715764?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/9120374589132715764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=9120374589132715764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/9120374589132715764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/9120374589132715764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/raquel-turns-12.html' title='Raquel Turns 12'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-2129937272502987568</id><published>2008-08-20T01:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T12:30:51.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>My Room - REVEALED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, now I'm going to post some pictures of my room, because I've noticed that my blog doesn't have a lot of pictures, so... Yeah. Lolz. Captions below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090005.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dices I made out of bouncing clay (clay that bounces when it hardens; cool huh? ^^).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090008.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A glass flowerpot thing I bought in a market in Taiwan. I took off the top half of it. The flowers inside don't need watering. The guy who sold it claimed the flowers are real, but I'm not sure. But they close up when you water them and open up again when you put them under sunlight. Who cares if they're real or not? They're pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090027.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my bed. Quite plain, but whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090023.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part of my desk, bookshelf, wardrobe, and shelf. P.S. There is one more row of books behind every row of books on the bookshelf. It's messy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090025.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rest of my desk and the windows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090019.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My stuffed toys and beanbag.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090036-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090036-1.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The inside of my closet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090018.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The bear that my mom's sister Candy gave me, placed beside my bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090041.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090041.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under my desk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090016.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Some of the stuff on my desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090013.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me dressed up as Tinkerbell for Halloween when I was younger. Lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090039.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The archway beside the bear and shelf, leading to&amp;nbsp;the Other Closet&amp;nbsp;and the door to my bathroom. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090034.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The purple Swarovski star chandelier beyond the archway!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=P8090037.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="420" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/P8090037.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Other Closet. Inside are some dresses, a cape, bags, boxes, and some other junk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well. There you have it. &lt;strong&gt;My room - REVEALED. &lt;/strong&gt;Gotta go to bed now. My mom came down (she looked tired)&amp;nbsp;just now and told me she had been waiting for me upstairs for so long and blah, blah, blah. So I told her that I DID go upstairs, and that it was locked so I came back down, and then she went over to my computer and started doing something to it. She's transferring old recorded videos of us and whatever into it or something, and she's so worried people accidentally do something to it, she actually locks the study room door. Geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg, it's 1:37 AM now. Good &lt;strike&gt;night&lt;/strike&gt; morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;-- THE END --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=TeddyBear1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/TeddyBear1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-2129937272502987568?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/2129937272502987568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=2129937272502987568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2129937272502987568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2129937272502987568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-room-revealed.html' title='My Room - REVEALED'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-2716625551793558666</id><published>2008-08-20T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:16:13.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hsm ice tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogskins'/><title type='text'>Locked Out =.=''</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Geeeeeeeeeez ~ =.='' My mom locked her bedroom door already, so I can't go upstairs and sleep now. (In case you didn't know, I usually sleep in my parents' room.) She &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;give me a warning just now: "If you don't come up in 10 minutes, I will lock the door!" ... Which I did not heed because I was too busy looking for a new blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;So here I am! In the study room. Using the laptop. At 12:45 in the morning. Hahaha. Looks like I'll be sleeping in my own bedroom... Hope there are no mosquitoes, &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE&lt;/strong&gt;. I hate mosquitoes, and there are so many of them here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went for &lt;u&gt;High School Musical: The Ice Tour&lt;/u&gt;, which started at about 8-something PM in this stadium thing. It was like HSM 1 and 2 together, with an intermission in between. At first we thought, when there was intermission, that the thing had ended already, and we were like, "O_O What?!" But then this voice said from the speakers that they were having a short break and stuff. My brothers thought it was boring, and they wanted to watch &lt;strong&gt;Naruto &lt;/strong&gt;on TV, so they went home earlier, after the intermission, which was totally wasting money since the tickets cost like over RM100 after a 20% discount. The original price was RM188, I think, but my mom's friend knows someone there or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was nice. The second part was better than the first, and they ice-skate so gracefully! I remember when I went for Emily's ice-skating party a few years ago. I feel on my butt twice and sprained the same wrist -- my left wrist -- on both occassions. It hurt. I'm so useless at ice-skating. Rachel and her mom, Aunty Denise (mom's friend) and her children and her children's cousin went with us. Rachel even brought binoculars. Lolz. Just so you know, our seats were around the front half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hmm. Okay, so I better do a tag before I lose interest or forget:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tagged by Tash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A. List these&amp;nbsp;rules in your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;B. Share 7 facts about yourself in your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;C. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. I think grilled salmon tastes and&amp;nbsp;smells abominable. It's disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. My celebrity crush is &lt;strong&gt;Bill Kaulitz&lt;/strong&gt;, who is about 6 years older than me. =.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. I'm scared of cockroaches, especially the ones that fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. When I'm crazy, I'm really crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. I hate my nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;6. My best friend just got her&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;FIRST KISS&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;today. Omg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;7. I'm only 13 in November 7 this year, so right now I'm 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tag:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Saskia &lt;strike&gt;(who probably will not do it)&lt;/strike&gt;. Emily &lt;strike&gt;(who probably will not do it either)&lt;/strike&gt;. And whoever else wants to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-2716625551793558666?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/2716625551793558666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=2716625551793558666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2716625551793558666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/2716625551793558666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/locked-out.html' title='Locked Out =.=&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-3032045233100935723</id><published>2008-08-18T16:04:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:00:18.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kaulitz twins on vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dora the explorer'/><title type='text'>Has Anyone Seen My Mind? I Seem to Have Lost It.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/?action=view¤t=CuteLittleBoyHearts.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii101/jiayuhong/CuteLittleBoyHearts.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SHOOT!!!! D= Internet Explorer had an error AGAIN just now, so I had no time to save the blog post I wrote just now! Darn you, IE! So faulty! Ugh. I guess I'll just have to try and remember what I wrote just now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I recently saw some pictures of the Kaulitz twins on vacation in Maldives last Christmas, and they smoke. =.='' They were holding glasses of orange cocktails and smoking in 2 or 3 of the pics... Well, they're still &lt;strong&gt;sexy &lt;/strong&gt;anyway. ^^ But in the pictures, I noticed that Bill kept looking around suspiciously. Maybe he was searching for photographers...? But I think the Kaulitzes launched an operation to get rid of the photos of them on vacation on the Internet, so I didn't get to see them in total relaxation mode. Oh well. At least there were &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I searched for the piano sheet music for &lt;strong&gt;1000 Meere - Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;for like, EONS, but all I managed to find was one by some person named Viola on tapartoche.com&amp;nbsp;who played it by ear and transcribed it, but it was half a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;key higher than the original song, so I rejected it. And I couldn't get it from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qfrbHtV7vf8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;mk13Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;, who played &lt;em&gt;1000 Meere/1000 Oceans&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;em&gt;Monsoon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and etc. so beautifully &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;on the piano -- all by ear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But I found a &lt;strong&gt;Spring Nicht &lt;/strong&gt;("Don't Jump" in English; it's anti-suicidal; also by &lt;u&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/u&gt;) tutorial on Youtube on Saturday, so I learned that instead. I mean, hey, better than nothing, right? The beginning was easy and sounded good, so I was pleased with myself for finding the video and deciding to try and play it, but when I tried the rest of the song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;IT. WAS. HARD. AND. CONFUSING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The left-hand notes for the chorus that had to be repeated 3 times kept changing every time the chorus was repeated! Small changes, but frequent. And some of the right-hand notes were slightly different from the song (but still sounded good), only slightly, so they're not so important, but I listened to the song and changed the notes to follow the song anyway. As for the left-hand notes, I just did it my own way after that, not following it exactly. I don't have to follow it exactly, so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tokio Hotel&lt;/span&gt; songs.&amp;nbsp;Most of them are in&amp;nbsp;minor keys&amp;nbsp;and I&amp;nbsp;prefer&amp;nbsp;songs that are in the minor instead of&amp;nbsp;major.&amp;nbsp;and because of that, I got so insane yesterday I scared myself. Here's my schedule for yesterday. It's no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;t exact, because I can't remember it exactly, but it's just so you'll be able to see how&amp;nbsp;maniacal I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And that totals to about... MORE THAN 10 HOURS OF SITTING ON FRONT OF THE PIANO!! My pinky -- only my pinky -- hurt for some reason after that, and it made my whole left hand sore. I think I should have stopped or at least taken a long break when it started hurting, but I was too determined. I know, I know. I'm &lt;strong&gt;insane&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm &lt;em&gt;maniacal. &lt;/em&gt;I'm a &lt;u&gt;lunatic&lt;/u&gt;. I'm embarrassed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08:30 AM:&lt;/strong&gt; Wakes up and goes downstairs to start practicing the piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00&amp;nbsp;AM:&lt;/strong&gt; Eats breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:30 AM:&lt;/strong&gt; Goes back to the piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:00 PM:&lt;/strong&gt; Goes out somewhere to eat lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;02:00 PM:&lt;/strong&gt; Comes back home and continues playing the piano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07:30 PM:&lt;/strong&gt; Eats dinner and takes a shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08:30 PM:&lt;/strong&gt; Piano again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:30 PM:&lt;/strong&gt; Reluctantly leaves the piano when my mom nags at me to go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;If only I could put &lt;em&gt;half &lt;/em&gt;-- or even less than half -- of that enthusiasm and energy into my schoolwork. Oh well. I can only dream. Oh, and speaking of schoolwork, you know how my mom reacts when I tell her what I get for my tests?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey, Mom! I got 71 [fail] for my H&amp;amp;G [History &amp;amp; Geography] test!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt; Mmm. Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey, Mom! I got 100 for my LA [Language Arts/English] test!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt; Mmm. Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And if she's actually &lt;u&gt;paying attention&lt;/u&gt; ( O_O ) to what I'm saying, and if I'm lucky, she might actually even say&amp;nbsp;"good girl" or "good la"! *gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hmm. I wonder what Saskia would say if I told her Tom Kaulitz smokes. She says she loves Tom Kaulitz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omg? I just called her and told her that, and she just gave me a monotonous "Oh okay". I was really surprised at this because I was totally expecting her to be shocked or at least &lt;em&gt;mildly &lt;/em&gt;shocked, but she just kept saying "oh okay", "haha", and "okay". What's up with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, just got an SMS/text message&amp;nbsp;from Saskia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Saskia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I acted like a zombie cuz me mum was right next 2 me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;Err... Why must you act like a zombie when your mom is beside you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saskia: &lt;/strong&gt;Cuz then she will ask then Ralf will hear her and he will start asking me crapy questions la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;=.='' lol? So are you surprised or were you concealing your surprise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saskia: &lt;/strong&gt;I am suprised ofcourse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;Haha. I was too. I'll show you the pics. They're so hot! I think you'll be glad to hear that tom has more muscle tone than bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saskia: &lt;/strong&gt;K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And what am I supposed to reply to "K"? So I'm not going to reply. Lolz. I think I'll stop blogging now. This post is long enough. Oh, and I almost forgot to announce! We're having a one week holiday! Woohoo! Now my mom can't use "You have school tomorrow!" as an excuse for me not to sleep late (P.S. Her definition of "late" is usually&amp;nbsp;10 PM. =.=").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But she's going to nag me anyway if I sleep "late".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Late". Riiiiiight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rachel is at my house right now, playing &lt;u&gt;Dora the Explorer&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;games. She's so cute. She's playing a game where the character, &lt;strong&gt;Swiper the fox &lt;/strong&gt;("Swiper, no swiping! Swiper, no swiping!"),&amp;nbsp;is in a volcano, and she was like, "Oh, there are gems in the volcano! They're so pretty! Look at the gems over there! 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I Seem to Have Lost It.'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-334972357072025426</id><published>2008-08-16T09:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:03:10.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Emo Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ughh... I was emo because I wasn't in a very good mood and I was listening to Tokio Hotel (emo/glam rock band) songs... Lolz.&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/855127264404004263-334972357072025426?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/334972357072025426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=334972357072025426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/334972357072025426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/334972357072025426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/songs-make-me-emo.html' title='Emo Songs'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-4486920693798494710</id><published>2008-08-14T17:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:05:39.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo (or not)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='german and french'/><title type='text'>Emo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;OMG. I'm really obsessed over Tokio Hotel, I can't think about anything else really, so I'm not going to post much today. Emily and I want to learn German (I want to learn it because of Tokio Hotel. I know. Call me crazy) and French, and Ms Emel knows a place where they teach that. It's in Jalan Ampang or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I really can't think about anything else! It's Bill Kaulitz, Bill Kaulitz, Tokio Hotel all the tiiiime. It actually makes me feel bad, like kinda sad,&amp;nbsp;because they have concerts in the US and Europe and everything, but I don't live in the United States! They're having a concert in San Francisco on August 19, and my cousins live near there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I. FEEL. SO. HORRIBLY. HELPLESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Omgggg ~ !! I don't know what's&lt;strong&gt; wrong&lt;/strong&gt; with me! It wasn't like this with the Jonas Brothers when I used to like them earlier this year. Maybe loving Tokio Hotel isn't healthy for me or something. Lolz. You should see me at home. I'm like a zombie right now. Even Jia He can't make me laugh. He was acting like an idiot as usual just now, and then he turned to me when he noticed I wasn't laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; Isn't that funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *continues typing this*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; Not even a bit funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm. No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; Not even a smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; Not even a giggle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; *flashes a smile that looks like a smirk that disappears in one second*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia He:&lt;/strong&gt; Hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh my gosh. I wish I wasn't so obsessed with themmmm ~ ! Then this wouldn't happen. But Bill is just so PERFECT! He's so hot, and his nose is so straight and perfect, and his hair is really cool, and he's different, and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9900ff; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I just realized something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Am I... am I &lt;strong&gt;emo-ing &lt;/strong&gt;right now? Like, being emo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O. M. G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm not in a mood to type anymore. Bye.&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/855127264404004263-4486920693798494710?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/4486920693798494710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=4486920693798494710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/4486920693798494710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/4486920693798494710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/emo.html' title='Emo?'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-1005529909585131300</id><published>2008-08-10T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:08:55.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Bill Kaulitz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;OMG I totally love Tokio Hotel!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;Especially Bill, he's soooooooo hot.&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/855127264404004263-1005529909585131300?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/1005529909585131300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=1005529909585131300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/1005529909585131300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/1005529909585131300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/bill-kaulitz.html' title='♥ Bill Kaulitz!'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-4928295776612273613</id><published>2008-08-09T18:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:11:01.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill and tom kaulitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tokio hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monsoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bgr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>Tom and Bill Kaulitz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DID YOU GUYS WATCH THE BEIJING OLYMPICS 2008 LAST NIGHT???? The beginning was kinda boring, with people from different countries just walking around, so I didn't watch that. But after that, it got &lt;em&gt;reeeeeeeeeally &lt;/em&gt;nice!! Congratz to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And OMG today's church was so funny! It was about BGR (Boy-Girl Relationship) and it was like so funny. Lolz. Tash should have been there. Last week,&amp;nbsp;I asked her if she wanted to come, but then I forgot to ask her again after that, so I went alone. Ahaha! Next week's gonna be about BGR also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I took some pictures of my room just now for fun, and I was planning on uploading them onto my blog to, you know, let you guys see what my room looks like and how hopelessly&amp;nbsp;cluttered my desk is and stuff, but they're taking &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; long to upload in Photobucket. I have to upload them there or people'll be able to click on them and save them on my blog... so mafan. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;^^ Just now right, I went to [the robot] Spleak's (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:spleak@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;spleak@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;) at&amp;nbsp;website (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.spleak.com/spleak)"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;http://blogs.spleak.com/spleak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and saw some pictures of this very emo/goth-looking guy and his not-so-emo/goth brother on vacation at the beach, &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tom and Bill Kaulitz&lt;/span&gt;. They looked kinda interesting, so I went to look them on Google, and they're 18-year-old German twins from the band Tokio Hotel. And they're so hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But one of them is my fave, and guess who it is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9900ff; font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The emo/goth one (Bill) who wears tons and TONS of eyeliner and has that fanned-out spiky black hair and eyebrow piercing! He's &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;. His face is &lt;strong&gt;sooooo&lt;/strong&gt; pretty (yes, &lt;u&gt;pretty&lt;/u&gt;), he looks&amp;nbsp;a lot like&amp;nbsp;a girl! Lolz. Is that unexpected or what, for me to think a guy like that is hot? Who would've thought of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;So see, I went to look up "Tokio Hotel" in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.letssingit.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;www.letssingit.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; so I could hear their songs and see how they are, and I loaded "Monsoon - Tokio Hotel) on Youtube and watched the vid and heard the song, and I LOVE THAT SONG! Bill really does look like a girl. Like, really. He looks more like a girl than I do. He's so pretty, I'm jealous jealous jealous! But he'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;s still hot as a guy. Here's the &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Monsoon &lt;/span&gt;music video. I'm sure you know which is Bill (in case you don't, he's the one with the black hair streaked with this lighter color, like a porcupine).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kfMnM5Y2rw8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kfMnM5Y2rw8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;WHY IS HE SO PRETTY?? &lt;strong&gt;I'm so jealous!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855127264404004263-4928295776612273613?l=floppingfishies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/feeds/4928295776612273613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855127264404004263&amp;postID=4928295776612273613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/4928295776612273613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855127264404004263/posts/default/4928295776612273613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floppingfishies.blogspot.com/2008/08/tom-and-bill-kaulitz.html' title='Tom and Bill Kaulitz'/><author><name>Jiayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10721826564243508864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855127264404004263.post-6676345371387034708</id><published>2008-08-07T16:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:15:45.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nice rainy weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starhill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serafin'/><title type='text'>Diamonds Are Not a Girl's Best Friend (Well, Not THIS Girl's, Anyway)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just to let you know, this post isn't entirely about Serafin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A guy was supposed to come today to help us with finding out how Serafin died by rewinding the CCTV. One of the cameras in our house is facing the road, so I think we'll probably be able to see which car killed him (if that happened). Just to let you know, so you don't get so grossed out, Serafin was not &lt;em&gt;run over by a car&lt;/em&gt;; if a car did it, the bumper&amp;nbsp;or something hit Serafin's head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wonder how long it took for him to die? I really, really hope he died immediately. It would be so horrible to think that he lay there helplessly for ten&amp;nbsp;minutes or so, wanting to bark at us to come out of the house and help him, but not being able to summon the strength to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I can't wait for my mom to get back and tell me how it went. I don't know how I'll feel toward the man (or woman). There's a chance I might be okay about it. There's a big chance I might be angry. There's also a chance I'll feel like killing the person. But it depends, I guess. If the person knew he hit Serafin, and got scared and ran away, I'll&amp;nbsp;feel like throwing him/her into the Marianas Trench along with a bucket of Portuguese Man-O-Wars. I'll feel even more malicious if I know that Serafin had not died immediately, and that we could have brought him to the vet and treated him and given him his life back, if only the driver, whoever it was, had told us about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I filled Serafin's bowl. I don't know why. Just to act as if he was still alive, I guess, but I'm not sure of my motives. I also sat there on the bench outside the house. We used to tie Serafin's leash to the leg of that bench. So I sat there and started reading sadly, but then this stupid bee came and started buzzing around, so I had to vamoose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Enough about that! Now we'll move on to another subject, which is what I did yesterday, which is about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9900ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lol. I'm serious. &lt;strong&gt;Jewelry. &lt;/strong&gt;Me! Jewelry! Haha! I used to think that the saying "Diamonds are a girl's best friend" was totally untrue, and well -- I still think that. Not my best friend. But jewelry is so pretty! My mom brought me to Starhill yesterday after school, along with my Auntie Moi Moi. Mom wanted to bring me to this thing they were having at a shop called Bottega Veneta. They sell bags there which are $UPER EXPEN$IVE. Like, one was RM8,000. The bags are woven, and in colors like maroon/red, green, purple, and black. Personally, I don't think they're so nice. They're pretty plain, and the colors are kinda boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;No offence to Bottega Veneta lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9900ff; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mom wanted to bring me there because you could only get in there yesterday by special invitation, and my auntie got invitations (although she has no idea why she got them). It was boring. There were nicely-dressed, prettily made-up people there, and waiters carrying trays of sparkling water (I &lt;strong&gt;hate &lt;/strong&gt;sparkling water. It tastes like gas), lime juice, and some cold yellowish beverage that&amp;nbsp;I think must be beer or wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was so boring. There was a cameraman, as usual. I went to one of these kind of things at another bag shop -- &lt;u&gt;Anya Hindmarch&lt;/u&gt; -- before, and it was pretty much the same, except the Anya Hindmarch one was better, even though I didn't look at the bags. The cameraman wanted to take our picture (he went around taking pictures of everybody), and I was VERY reluctant and did not fail to express it, because I look horrible since I got those stinking mosquito bites on my face. It made some people look over at us. But my mom made me have my picture taken. &lt;em&gt;Her &lt;/em&gt;and her sister Candy's (part-time model, has her own beauty shop thing) picture came out in a magazine when they went to the Anya Hindmarch thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;We didn't stay long, thank goodness. We went to a jewelry-and-watch shop called Van Cleef and Arpels, because the jewelry we were staring at from outside were so pretty. Their signature design, things with the four-leaf clover on them, are so cute. They were selling some limited edition butterfly things (only 20 of each design &lt;em&gt;worldwide!&lt;/em&gt;), but they weren't so pretty. A nice lady and man brought us into a small room without a door where we could sit as they told us about some of their products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I flipped through this little booklet and saw a really pretty watch called "Jour/Nuit", which means "Day/Night". The watch&amp;nbsp;had&amp;nbsp;a black hill on it, and the sun and moon were behind it in a&amp;nbsp;dark blue background.&amp;nbsp;The man proceeded to explain to me and my auntie about the watch when he saw me admiring it. The sun and moon rotated on the face according to the time. The sun was made of yellow sapphires (I think), and the blue background was made of aventurine, a rare, sparkly material. It has 309 diamonds around the watch, and it cost about RM240,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;Two &lt;em&gt;hundred &lt;/em&gt;and forty &lt;em&gt;thousand &lt;/em&gt;ringgit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I WANTED THAT WATCH! I wanted to keep it for when I got older, because I'm too clumsy and careless to wear it now. Eeeee! You can buy a house with that money! ... Well, maybe not a bungalow or penthouse. Maybe an apartment or terrace house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;After that, we went to &lt;strong&gt;Mouawad&lt;/strong&gt; when another lady working at Van Cleef and Arpels brought us there to see because it Mouawad was also by Van Cleef and Arpels. And Mouawad has some pretty beautiful jewelry, too! More bright and colorful than VCandA. There's a collection there by the supermodel Heidi Klum, called the &lt;em&gt;Heidi Klum Collection &lt;/em&gt;or something. A foreign man working there had a hoarse voice, like he had been shouting or had a sore throat or something. His name was Antoine (an-twahn).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;He brought us into a bigger room, with a table and 6 chairs, and asked us what we wanted to drink. My mom wanted tea, so he got this lady to make tea for her, and she gave a little china jug of milk and a small pot of sugar cubes. I ate 2 of the sugar cubes there. Just bit them and let them dissolve like that. They look like styrofoam. Antoine showed us more Mouawad jewelry, all the way up 'til about 8 PM. I really liked the jewelry! They're so cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But diamonds are still not my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;They won't even TALK to me. Why won't they talk to me if they're supposed to be my best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9900ff; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;We went to eat Thai food downstairs, and my favorite wa
