<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371346</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:15:10.000+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a runaway mental patient's blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371346.post-114043439987644055</id><published>2006-02-20T18:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:20:00.993+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>recent thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis tragedi trisakti, rakyat berontak. pas berontak, ancur2in semua, anak sd/smp/sma jadi penjarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo anak tk jadi penjarah gimana yah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-114043439987644055?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/114043439987644055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=114043439987644055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/114043439987644055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/114043439987644055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2006/02/recent-thought-abis-tragedi-trisakti.html' title=''/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-113966292987734924</id><published>2006-02-11T19:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T20:02:09.886+07:00</updated><title type='text'>curi...</title><content type='html'>hwahahahah... gw bego nich... tau kan lagu naif yg curi2 pandang? gw dari td nyanyi curi2 PANDAN. and no one corrected me. aieeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade gw bego nich. gw bilang sports mall itu mal paling jelek di jakz. dy bilang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no! dua mangga."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ampun... ktawa setengah mampus nich... it's mangga dua... bedon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway she's never been to mangga dua! how can she say that!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEGO DEH tuh anak...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-113966292987734924?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/113966292987734924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=113966292987734924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/113966292987734924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/113966292987734924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2006/02/curi.html' title='curi...'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-113956725835754140</id><published>2006-02-10T17:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:27:38.423+07:00</updated><title type='text'>iih... takut... part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;10 Feb 06, 11:26&lt;br /&gt;anne: huahahaha... just write what u want to write, tash.. a writer should be honest to her/himself. promise i won't tell anybody. i'm ur friend here, not ur teacher :) ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reaction:&lt;br /&gt;*sembah dan puji bu anne!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm not worthy....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahahhaha... i'm so grateful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... gw barusan baca blognya punya si opung alias olan alias kenny alias sang endut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimana sich? org ini punya bejibun nama. ada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;opung&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;olan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kenny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sang endut&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bakpauman the return *lho?*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;barah (bakpaumerah) *lho????*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;the last two... gw g tau dr mana itu. tiba2 si cumi alias harsya bilang begitu ari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh iya, si idung besar punya banyak nama juga sih... ada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;harsya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cumi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;squidward&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;idung besar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;arab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;muci&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bajo (bakpauijo) *lho?* - dah jelas... dari si cumi ama bakpauman...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;trus nama2 yg dy buat untk diri sendiri.. ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;si ganteng dan keren&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;janteng (jantan dan ganteng)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;kenny juga ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;congma (dari ricecooker yongma...) *lho?*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;um... that's all i can remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, nama2 si jessica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;bencong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;latah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jessboom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;trus si billy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;kingkong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;corongma woodspice (corongma=corong+congma)(woodspice=deonya dy *how do we know???*)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;wkakakaak.... si cumi ama olan dah jelas org paling gila dan narsis di dunia yg kejam ini... i'm surprised they're not in RSJ.... wakakakakak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mereka seharusnya kayak gw donkz... g narsis... nama2 gw adalah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;angela anastasia asmoro (GAH panjangnye...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tasha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tashii&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tashiibah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tashiimeh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tasha the great (alexander the great? lho?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tasha the peanut (cuz i'm nuts for nuts! lol)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tasha the iconmaker (gw bikin avatar2 banyak lah...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;nyahahahah... banyak juga yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini ada 9 org, krn feli and aisha sakit... g jelas why... tp kayaknya si aisha was staying up late with arya... parcarnya... terus kecapean -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then si jessica pulang gr2 sakit perut.... yah... cuma  8 org....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini di biologi qta membedah jantung sapi!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was blood... BLOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lho, kayak iklan film saw 2...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita dibagi jadi 2 grup... the grups are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;me, marcia, kenny, billy (T.T)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nadia, tessa, allen, harsya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;so... gitu lah... kita mulai nyolek2 jantung sapi itu... kcian juga yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jd inget, sebelum experimen, bu ratri dr td bilang 'jgn bilang saya kejam!' gr2 ada anak yg pernah bilang kayak gitu.... *psikolog mode* kata maslow, org yg trauma krn sesuatu, oleh sebab itu org tersebut akan obses dgn itu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr td billy rada2 bikin kesel. dy kan dr td nulis, tp kayak ngalangin the way, trus kalo tiba2 kena jidat besarnya dy gimana???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sadistic thoughts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcia ksian.. she felt a lil sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenny apa lg... pas ngeluarin darah dr vessel2nya monjrot kena dy... wkakakakakak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhuhu... disuruh ngerjain peer nich... ill write more soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PEACE&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yo&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/8371346-113956725835754140?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/113956725835754140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=113956725835754140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/113956725835754140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/113956725835754140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2006/02/iih-takut-part-2.html' title='iih... takut... part 2'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-113940210026878710</id><published>2006-02-08T19:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T19:35:00.270+07:00</updated><title type='text'>iiiiih.. takut..</title><content type='html'>so td aq ngeganti2 layout... then i looked at my tagboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;8 Feb 06, 12:53&lt;br /&gt;anne: u r such a writer, tash! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reaction:&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimana yach? bu anne really opened my blog!! dy baca! *maybe, i think, i hope not...* gimana nich... i wrote some mean stuff! kalo disebarin??? *hyperventilates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must delete bad stuff!! change EVERYTHIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMGWTFBBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plz bu anne.. if ur reading this... don't tell anyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i REALLY gotta becareful who i share my blog with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nangis darah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i g2g do my peer... kalo g, g bisa make lappie for a week... (lappie is my laptop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo ada yg nanya knp laptop gw punya nama.... don't ask. XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-113940210026878710?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/113940210026878710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=113940210026878710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/113940210026878710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/113940210026878710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2006/02/iiiiih-takut.html' title='iiiiih.. takut..'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-113939835833712673</id><published>2006-02-08T18:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T18:32:38.393+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm baaaaaaaaaaack</title><content type='html'>hey, inget g pas gw bilang that this is dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, its ressurected gr2 di lj kan tmn2 gw org bule, so im using this for bhs indo rants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lari2 kayak orgil*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini.... i'm just going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biasa... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-113939835833712673?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/113939835833712673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=113939835833712673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/113939835833712673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/113939835833712673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-baaaaaaaaaaack.html' title='i&apos;m baaaaaaaaaaack'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-113802217813605500</id><published>2006-01-23T20:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T20:16:18.146+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye..</title><content type='html'>Well, I think this is my last post here... The 81st and last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite proud of this, as most people could only reach about 10 posts and then leave it alone... This was about one year old... But then, I have to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moved to &lt;a href="http://aquilus-luna.livejournal.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-113802217813605500?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/113802217813605500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=113802217813605500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/113802217813605500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/113802217813605500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-bye_23.html' title='Good bye..'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-112678220174409790</id><published>2005-09-15T18:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T18:03:21.750+07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a lighter note,</title><content type='html'>On a lighter note, hey I just remembered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BILLY'S GONE. WOO HOO!!!! *cue the confetti*.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR A MONTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dubrak*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope his plane crashes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-112678220174409790?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/112678220174409790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=112678220174409790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/112678220174409790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/112678220174409790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/09/on-lighter-note.html' title='On a lighter note,'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371346.post-112678097506915555</id><published>2005-09-15T17:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T17:42:55.073+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurray!</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't go on this blog so much since I'm using my LiveJournal one. But anyway, here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the new teachers, they always think they know, but they are always wrong! Pak Sulfie sucks big time, and seriously, why can't the bad teachers go? Oh ya, it's because JW is bad herself. Today the new teacher Bu Lovie said something really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BuLovie: I'm sorry if I'm wrong, I'm learning and you're learning, I'm learning from you too!&lt;br /&gt;Me: (in my mind) Then learn to shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during art I forgot to make this paragraph about the painting I made, Bu Maya sucks big time. I just said 'oh ya' and she said in this stupid whiny voice 'oh ya'. ARGH! Does she think she's still young enough to do that!!! Which reminds me, that is what Marcia does to me, hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when Pak Sulfie was handing out the field trip forms, he didn't give it to me, so I felt like I was really neglected. After he gave it to me, he turned his back then I flipped the bird at him, then he fell into a chair! Mwahahahahahah... Revenge baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-112678097506915555?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/112678097506915555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=112678097506915555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/112678097506915555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/112678097506915555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/09/hurray.html' title='Hurray!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-112290299469794004</id><published>2005-08-01T20:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T20:29:54.703+07:00</updated><title type='text'>New grade 7</title><content type='html'>The new grade seven isn't that bad. But there's this guy that some of the girls like in my class called Yoga (I wished it was Yogi *snickers* oh well...). He's really full of himself, and he likes 15. God. Good riddance. If he gets tortured by her, then it would be a perfect fit, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class is still poor. Poor in supplies, I mean. We don't have much rulers and scissors, and the computers suck. But the grade 9 and the classes below get the Pentium 4. What is this? Unfair karma? We get a lot of paper and stuff, but it's no use since the other classes use it and the printer doesn't even work on our computers, which are slow and retarded. Wait, that's the same thing, right? Whatever. But whenever we have a lot of stuff not borrowed, the other classes use them, don't bring them back and when they do, it's too late. They're all mostly broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this? Is JW so cheap? This is a rich big school. I mean, the fee to get in and the yearly fee is huge enough, and the students aren't that much like back in Delia (here is about 190, there is a little over 300, I guess. And the fee is not that big!). We don't get many supplies, and if we order any, it takes about a month just to get them. But in Delia, there are many supplies and if we order supplies, it takes until the end of the week to get them. And I don't believe that JW is using the money for the library books, since it's a small library, and the class library are books from the main one. In Delia, there are about two libraries, bigger than the ones here, and even the class library is not from the main ones. And we still manage to give out old library books, and buy new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This school is so CHEAP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-112290299469794004?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/112290299469794004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=112290299469794004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/112290299469794004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/112290299469794004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-grade-7.html' title='New grade 7'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-112281245689388282</id><published>2005-07-31T19:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T19:27:39.296+07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is sad...</title><content type='html'>I saw this in a blog, it's really sad. The sad-sad. Not sad-pathetic, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diary of a guy in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th grade -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so-called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she were mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th grade -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The phone rang. On the other end, it was she. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she were mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senior year -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step! I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said, "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Day -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "You're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Few Years Later -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said, "you came!” She said thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Funeral -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;“I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!”&lt;br /&gt;I wish I did too... I thought to my self, and I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&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/8371346-112281245689388282?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/112281245689388282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=112281245689388282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/112281245689388282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/112281245689388282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-sad.html' title='This is sad...'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-112245699658926129</id><published>2005-07-27T16:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T16:36:36.596+07:00</updated><title type='text'>school...</title><content type='html'>I went back to school about a week ago, and it's been like in grade seven, since there aren't any new students, but Monica and Julia and Hana are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life seems pretty normal here, Allen coming in late, and Jessica missing school a few times per week, and loads of homework. Our new homeroom teachers are Pak Sis and a newbie, Bu Anna. She's pretty mean, she just wants us to work, work and work. Not much of a fan of hers, but I'll deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got writer's block, but I'm writing this one-shot about Hermione and Blaise in a band. Not yet done, but almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has changed, I still feel like I'm a seventh grader, so does the teachers. Whenever they want to say like 'hello, grade eight!' they say grdae seven. Still not used to it. Life is strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-112245699658926129?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/112245699658926129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=112245699658926129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/112245699658926129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/112245699658926129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/07/school.html' title='school...'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111996265789488792</id><published>2005-06-28T19:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T19:51:37.190+07:00</updated><title type='text'>more piccies!</title><content type='html'>Well, huzzah, huzzah, I made more piccies, a little more abstract, and way better at animations. The one about 15 is for Monica, as she has requested that from me. As usual, if anyone would like to use these and post it on your own blog/site/whatever, the least you could do is link me. If you want to do more, tell me about your blog/site/whatever and let me see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="15" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/masterpiece.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="BFL" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/masterpiece2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Those two are my masterpieces, and I really don't want anyone using them except my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/stfu.gif" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/kensig2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/kensig3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/kensig.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/00mcr.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/00pig.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/flowerlglg.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/flowerlg.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/flower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lame attempts of making a nice avatar with animations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/hero.gif" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/kenshin2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very precious banners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/herosig.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/kobuta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/mcr2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like this My Chemical Romance one, since I was in a hurry to do that one. Anyway, I'll try to make another one, better than that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111996265789488792?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111996265789488792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111996265789488792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111996265789488792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111996265789488792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/06/more-piccies.html' title='more piccies!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371346.post-111958074492678798</id><published>2005-06-24T09:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T09:39:04.933+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sobs</title><content type='html'>Well, school ended last Thursday on June 16, it was really nice and all with the Fun Day. We made Chilli Chicken and Pasta Stir Fry and Shirley Temple mocktails, and at the end of the day they were all gone, and they all tasted really well too. But the bad thing is we (the girls) all cried since it was our last day all together. My best friend, Monica was transfered to another school. But she said it was fine, since she wasn't leaving the country or anything. But my friend Julia was, she was going to Woodleigh in Australia. It was really sad, and after school we faked out that we forgot something and was trying to find it, only we actually were doing our last Tarot card reading together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I also lost my My Chemical Romance CD that day. So whatever, it wasn't as bad as losing a friend, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I was sort of crying for my CD since it cost me a lot and my parents said that my CD's are my responsibility, and if I lost it, I'd be grounded or something. I was so relieved when my parents didn't ground me, just on a probation... No buying CD's...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111958074492678798?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111958074492678798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111958074492678798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111958074492678798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111958074492678798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/06/sobs.html' title='sobs'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111866404614172580</id><published>2005-06-13T18:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T19:00:46.150+07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="500" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center" bgcolor="#000000" colspan="4" height="25"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gurl.com?par=gublogconstellation" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="gURL.com" src="http://a820.g.akamai.net/f/820/822/1d/i.ivillage.com/gurl/play/quizzes/quiz_queen/blog/gURL_blog_logo.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I took the &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.gurl.com/play/quizzes/pages/0,,672438,00.html?par=gublogconstellation" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Constellation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; quiz on &lt;a href="http://www.gurl.com?par=gublogconstellation" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gURL.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gurl.com/play/quizzes/results/0,,605701_672768-1,00.html?par=gublogconstellation" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a820.g.akamai.net/f/820/822/1d/i.ivillage.com/gurl/play/quizzes/quiz_constellation/blog/canis.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://a820.g.akamai.net/f/820/822/1d/i.ivillage.com/i/t.gif" width="10" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Canis Minor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you on the shy side, content to hang in the background as a quiet observer? Then you might identify with Canis Minor, the smaller of Orion's hunting dogs. Some say that Canis Minor (which translates as Lesser Dog) is not a hunting dog but merely a pet faithfully following Orion around the sky. &lt;a href="http://www.gurl.com/play/quizzes/results/0,,605701_672768-1,00.html?par=gublogconstellation" target="_blank"&gt;Read more&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gurl.com/play/quizzes/pages/0,,672438,00.html?par=gublogconstellation" target="_blank"&gt;What constellation are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://a820.g.akamai.net/f/820/822/1d/i.ivillage.com/i/t.gif" width="10" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000" colspan="4" height="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111866404614172580?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111866404614172580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111866404614172580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111866404614172580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111866404614172580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/06/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111786575328123992</id><published>2005-06-04T12:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T13:15:53.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>writers block strikes again!</title><content type='html'>Man, I got&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; writer's block&lt;/span&gt; again. My fic, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2373127/1/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Speaks&lt;/span&gt; has a real lack of updates, and I don't have any ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wrote &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so many songs&lt;/span&gt; and it's really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;, not because the songs are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;, but at least I don't have the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;serious kind of writer's block&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I took the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;make-up test for Physics&lt;/span&gt; and it was really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hard.&lt;/span&gt; Some of the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;questions&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't understand&lt;/span&gt;, some I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;didn't even learn&lt;/span&gt; about! At least I tried, I did most of the questions and one question was a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;table &lt;/span&gt;which I had to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;complete,&lt;/span&gt; and we had that table as a work sheet before, so I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; memorized&lt;/span&gt; it and didn't have to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;think &lt;/span&gt;for that table. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Economics make-up test&lt;/span&gt; is on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; so I gotta study. Again. But my friends said that it was really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;easy&lt;/span&gt;, just a lot of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;memorizing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go and prepare for my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;piano lessons&lt;/span&gt;. With all this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I did for my end of semester tests,&lt;/span&gt; I didn't get enough time to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;practice,&lt;/span&gt; so I can imagine what my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;piano teacher's&lt;/span&gt; gonna &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;ULANG!&lt;/em&gt; DO IT &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL OVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111786575328123992?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111786575328123992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111786575328123992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111786575328123992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111786575328123992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/06/writers-block-strikes-again.html' title='writers block strikes again!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111769845836578479</id><published>2005-06-02T14:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T14:47:38.416+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tests</title><content type='html'>I have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; head ache because from what my mom says "too much studying". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I heard a choir of angels at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, yesterday I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;physics and economy tests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; which I'm supposed to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; when I suddenly had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;head ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; My mom told me to stop studying for a while and she'd wake me up in the morning for me to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, this morning I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;head ache. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So in the end I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;take the test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now I'm really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. What if I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; My parents will kill me. But they just called the school, they said I'll take a make up test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so-called friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; more like it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; will kill me, because I wasn't there to take the test with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But I think they just want me to be there to tell them the answers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Meh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At least I can do this later without all of this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111769845836578479?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111769845836578479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111769845836578479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111769845836578479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111769845836578479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/06/tests.html' title='tests'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111737465084566165</id><published>2005-05-29T19:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T20:50:50.883+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchphrase!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, catch phrases ARE awsome, anyway according to &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/catchphrases/"&gt;this LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt;. Anyway I just went and found some great ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If anyone tells you to do something say these...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person A:&lt;/strong&gt; Do the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person B: &lt;/strong&gt;(in a zombie voice) Yes master...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;or...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person B: &lt;/strong&gt;Aye, aye, cap'n!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When somebody has blamed you for something...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;butler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When you feel like killing someone........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I will &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KILL you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and if a large amount of people see you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"With &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kindness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;From The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Simpsons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D'oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ha-HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"...dorkus malorkus..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I'm gonna kill you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Woo-hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When you feel something is wrong...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;spidey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;senses are tingling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;From the Fairly Oddparents...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda&lt;/strong&gt;: Don't do anything stupid when I'm gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cosmo:&lt;/strong&gt; I won't! (pauses) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Must... resist... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stupid... impulses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When someone is talking and you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; don't want to listen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person A: &lt;/strong&gt;Oh my gosh, what do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person B: &lt;/strong&gt;Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;listening&lt;/span&gt;, or was it my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lack of interest&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I found this in a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fan fic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person A:&lt;/strong&gt; Is that ________ I see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person B:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person A: &lt;/strong&gt;Take that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and put it through my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person B: &lt;/strong&gt;It's plastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person A: &lt;/strong&gt;I don't care...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person A:&lt;/strong&gt; Is that (a/an) __________?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Replies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No, it's a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;spork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do you think it is? A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gorilla?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No, and my name is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kenya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person A: &lt;/strong&gt;What are you doing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Replies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knitting a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;take over the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; (said in the voice the Brain would say from Pinky and the Brain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all! I'll post more &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;later!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111737465084566165?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111737465084566165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111737465084566165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111737465084566165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111737465084566165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/05/catchphrase.html' title='Catchphrase!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111674072430688141</id><published>2005-05-22T12:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T12:45:24.313+07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>Lalala... I 'm so happy, my life is exciting, huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding, I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slump*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are going to another school next semester, which leaves me to rot with the others, and my muse is gone, oh Erato, muse of love, where art thou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I just had to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'll just post some of my older poems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good and bad&lt;br /&gt;black and white&lt;br /&gt;the worst and best&lt;br /&gt;beauty and the beast&lt;br /&gt;the sun and moon&lt;br /&gt;the faithful and sinner&lt;br /&gt;the light and dark&lt;br /&gt;the forgiver and forgiven&lt;br /&gt;total opposites&lt;br /&gt;like yin and yang&lt;br /&gt;but we make&lt;br /&gt;the photo negative&lt;br /&gt;of a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was so stupid! Bahumbug!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my story 'The Closet Speaks' now has 14 reviews and I'm so happy!!! There's one story with more than 2000 reviews, so I'm thinking of making my story longer and better so I can have that much reviews, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and there's this online petition I signed, and it's to Stop Ashlee Simpson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate her, so there. Sign it if you think she sings like a distressed hippo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111674072430688141?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111674072430688141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111674072430688141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111674072430688141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111674072430688141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/05/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111605181922466041</id><published>2005-05-14T13:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T13:32:18.636+07:00</updated><title type='text'>animated</title><content type='html'>Second post today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I used Adobe Photoshop Elements 2.0 to make some animated GIFs. And so far, it's getting pretty well. I just need to practice, 'tis all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/dont-wanna-know.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/backstabber.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The backstabbers suck thing is my first animated banner I made. I used font XBAND ROUGH for that, I got it &lt;a href="http://www.fontface.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The I don't want to know banner uses the font Ransom Note and it's really rare, I got it from my friend, if you want it, just put your e-mail in the comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to take any, you know the drill. No direct clicking, save to your own server, give me credit and link me. If you want me to make one for you, e-mail me your request. If you want to put it in your blog, see the rules above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they don't really look well, but that's because they have a transparent background, I think it works best in a light background. Or even better, white backgrounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111605181922466041?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111605181922466041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111605181922466041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111605181922466041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111605181922466041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/05/animated.html' title='animated'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111604160255769363</id><published>2005-05-14T10:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T10:39:44.536+07:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN display pics</title><content type='html'>Hm... It's hard to explain, but I like downloading fonts. I really do. And I always find inspiration to make MSN display pics in them. So here are the ones that I made. Oh yeah, the evil cheese thingie was when I was making these 'evil cheese of doom' brand names (eg.: drawing on hand, drawing on paper and sticking to folder etc.), and the dancing sissy cheese and monkey thing are all inside jokes. If you knew what they mean, you would laugh. If not, well, that's shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/monkeywait.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/monkey.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/neopets.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/real.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/retard.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/shite.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/lazyyy.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/gotmilk.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/cheese.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/go.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/evilcheese.png" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/bimbo.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/anime.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/abstract.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/101.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/2.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v469/lilwitchgurl/1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I guess. If I make anymore, I'll post it on here. Personally, I like the '-_-" shit' pic. But I don't know about you... If you take any to post on your own blog, save it to your server and use an image host like &lt;a href="http://www.photobucket.com"&gt;so&lt;/a&gt; and don't forget to give me credit! Link me from your blog! E-Mail me so I know! I'm just ranting here! But seriously, please link me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111604160255769363?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111604160255769363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111604160255769363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111604160255769363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111604160255769363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/05/msn-display-pics.html' title='MSN display pics'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111603994127241049</id><published>2005-05-13T19:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T10:05:41.276+07:00</updated><title type='text'>friday the thirteenth</title><content type='html'>Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirteenth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pauses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one heck of a day. First off, so many people have fallen down during PE (we were playing basketball BOO YAH!) that I lost count, and Marcia fell down so hard that she hurt her ankle (hope you get well!) and Caren scraped her knee. Ouch. And I fell down too, a slapstick comedy kind of way. It was really embarassing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a lot of stuff got broken, lost etc... But the ones that were lost we found them, so phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bad day too, since we had to go to school, do work, wake up early in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, I do that EVERY Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111603994127241049?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111603994127241049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111603994127241049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111603994127241049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111603994127241049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/05/friday-thirteenth.html' title='friday the thirteenth'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111529408594300123</id><published>2005-05-05T18:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T18:54:45.986+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the worst day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Billy, came back when he was supposed to be frolicking in the fields of Sydney, Australia. If it had any fields. And it was the day of the rehearsal too. We were doing the dance and he messed up EVERYTHING. After that, we could be the laughing stock of the whole school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had rehearsal that day, and gawd... It was bad. Since the whole Billy thing and the Head was there. I mean come on, I think she's older than anyone in her 10 mile radius. Why is she still teaching? Why isn't she in a retirement home baking cookies for grandchildren? And she is just plain mean. During the kidergarten kid's performance, the only thing she could do was criticise, criticise and criticise. A normal Head would encourage them by saying 'speak a little louder please' or something like that. But maybe she just doesn't have the word 'nice' in her vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I say bullshit to all that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111529408594300123?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111529408594300123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111529408594300123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111529408594300123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111529408594300123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/05/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111493147774764435</id><published>2005-05-01T14:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T14:11:17.750+07:00</updated><title type='text'>fic!</title><content type='html'>Huzzah! I finally made a Harry Potter fan fic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about what happens when Draco and Hermione are stuck in a closet together, but they don't do anything 'naughty' (if you know what I mean) in there, so stop thinking of that you perverts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: The Closet Speaks&lt;br /&gt;Rating: T (+13 and above) for some insults, swear words, and things that have to do with 'it'&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2373127/1/"&gt;[read?]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have read the story, please review!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111493147774764435?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111493147774764435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111493147774764435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111493147774764435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111493147774764435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/05/fic.html' title='fic!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111424243340642170</id><published>2005-04-23T14:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T14:47:13.406+07:00</updated><title type='text'>earth day</title><content type='html'>Happy happy Earth Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I guess Earth Day was yesterday or something, but I just forgot to post the thing about Earth Day since I was doing this research thing for Geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I now have this notebook that my grandmother gave to me and all of my poems are in there. Obviously, it's my precious. If anyone reads or even touches it, I will give them a beating that their great-great grandchildren could feel. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, just when I was forgetting that I'm single and completly lonely, I saw this display picture from my MSN messenger thingie. It was a picture of this girl I totally hate (Vannessa) which mught I add, is totally ugly on the inside and out, and her boyfriend. Okay, come on. This boyfriend is a totally &lt;strong&gt;gorge&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Now I feel sad all over again. Thanks Vannessa, now I feel even worse than EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll punch into the next millenium, but you're in Hong Kong and I'm in Jakarta. You're fortunate, for now. I'll probably call upon the spirits of the dead and drag them along with you to Hades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I over reacting again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111424243340642170?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111424243340642170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111424243340642170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111424243340642170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111424243340642170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/04/earth-day.html' title='earth day'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111382622258849903</id><published>2005-04-18T19:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T19:10:22.590+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bete abis....</title><content type='html'>URGH! I HATE MY LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, for geography I have to work with the girl who get's things really slowly and the girl who never get's things. And guess what? They kept going like 'hey, Tasha, come here and help!' for the whole 40 minutes of the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, I was supposed to go to Bandung for Mon2's b`day but noo..... My 'rents are too overprotective of me and I can't go!!!! ARRGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third note, I'm supposed to see a movie with the other girls in my class on Sunday, but you know what? I won't bother asking them. I know that they won't let me go unless we have a 'chaperone'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO PEOPLE STILL THINK OF ME AS A LITTLE GIRL!!!!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life. Anyone want to switch places with me? Of course not, you're life is luxurios already, even if you're poor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UUUUUUUURRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111382622258849903?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111382622258849903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111382622258849903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111382622258849903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111382622258849903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/04/bete-abis.html' title='bete abis....'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111348045400179432</id><published>2005-04-14T18:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T19:07:34.003+07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay!!! *Does happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 5 months until my blog's birthday!!! I can't believe that it's already April and I started this on September... Time goes fast when you're on blogger, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life still sucks. So... nothing has changed! Oh yeah, from the fact that Billy went to Australia for 1 month, that means the whole school is Billy free!!! Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, he's coming back next week. *slump*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the whole time that Billy, the most annoying person in the world other than my sister, had a vacation in Australia, I was relaxed. So relaxed that I felt like a normal person with personality problems. Man... it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my personality problems are my nervous breakdowns when I have a deadline coming up. Monica, a friend, has that too. So its usual to have those if you're in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relaxation-thing period was great, I had lots of ideas with my blog, me and my friends were calmer, and the problems in my class were not as big as before. Okay, maybe the problems didn't change since 8 kept saying 'bencong' every few minutes. But it was great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to miss those Billy-free days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that time, I actually forgot about him. Isn't that nice!!! = P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111348045400179432?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111348045400179432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111348045400179432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111348045400179432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111348045400179432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/04/5-months.html' title='5 months!!!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111322305574258894</id><published>2005-04-11T19:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:37:35.743+07:00</updated><title type='text'>pope</title><content type='html'>Hi... I forgot to do the post about the Pope John Paul 2. I actually wrote a really long one about him but I lost it. Ah... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel sorry for him, but atleast he won't be suffering any more. He was a great person, and I know he will be up there in heaven watching over us.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for short post, I'm in a hurry here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111322305574258894?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111322305574258894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111322305574258894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111322305574258894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111322305574258894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/04/pope.html' title='pope'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111302576501901007</id><published>2005-04-09T12:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T12:49:25.020+07:00</updated><title type='text'>go tashi...</title><content type='html'>Huzzah! I finally changed the layout and tag-board!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, I had more problems. The usual, with 'ini'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were playing dodgeball in P.E. and as usual, I was dodging the balls (thus the name 'dodgeball') and I didn't get hit but she kept accusing me that I was already hit several times. What's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tasha, you already got hit by the ball." She was shouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't! I didn't even feel it!" I shouted back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the lesson, we avoided each other and she kept giving me these dirty looks. Sheesh, it was just a game of dodgeball. Get over it bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn her and her over-inflated ego.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111302576501901007?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111302576501901007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111302576501901007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111302576501901007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111302576501901007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/04/go-tashi.html' title='go tashi...'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111269941060061654</id><published>2005-04-05T18:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T18:10:10.600+07:00</updated><title type='text'>layout</title><content type='html'>I'm going to change the layout since I'm bored of it. More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111269941060061654?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111269941060061654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111269941060061654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111269941060061654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111269941060061654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/04/layout.html' title='layout'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111210372019626776</id><published>2005-03-29T20:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T20:42:00.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>writer's block!</title><content type='html'>Okay, all of you folks that think that I have a much better things to do than updating my blog (wow, that's a mouthful), are you all wondering why I didn't update so much? Well, a long story short: I got writer's block. And it ain't good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, usually when I go on the Net to do my blog, I hit (not literally!) the create new post&lt;br /&gt;button (with the computer mouse, duh...) and all the words that I want to post on my blog just flow out of me like a peaceful stream. But now, someone's building a dam in the middle of my peaceful stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sort of thing rarely happens to me, since I always write/type poetry evertime I go on the computer and have nothing to do. I don't have a muse, an inspiration... in other words: bored to tears. I need inspiration to keep expressing my creative mind before it blows up from overload. I guess creative writing or poetry is like therapy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's way better for me to have that type of therapy, since one of my concerned classmates decided that I was depressed and alone and she started to give me these free therapy sessions during lunch break. And all I told her was 'um... I am depressed and alone for real. It's not much of a problem for me.'  It's really nice of her, really. But I'm not THAT sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I got my muse back, ever since I read this book called 'Violet &amp; Claire' by Francesca Lia Block, I started to get twitchy after reading the book. Then I whizzed over to my computer and started to write poetry! I'm baaaaaaaack!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... I'm just really happy that I can write again. That's why I'm insane again here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I'm still corrupt since my poetry is so angsty!!!! Hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111210372019626776?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111210372019626776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111210372019626776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111210372019626776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111210372019626776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/03/writers-block.html' title='writer&apos;s block!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111097819638245818</id><published>2005-03-16T19:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:03:16.386+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick AGAIN</title><content type='html'>Man, I got sick on the day to go to DUFAN. DUFAN!!! The place where I want to go so I can puke my cares away and YES it's an amusement park!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why This Day Truly Sucks&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't get to go to Dufan. Duh... And I really want to go there!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm coughing a lot here, I can barely type this thing without coughing once or twice. Plus my nose is so runny I thought I was Niagra Falls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because I didn't come, Kenny was like all "where's Tasha" and stuff. Total GROSS OUT since... well, you know why! If you don't, I advise you to go a local kindergarten and enroll there as a student.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But look on the bright side...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why This Day Truly Rules:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't get to see 8's really pathetic clothes. Since you know, going to Dufan is our field trip (so we can experience physics in the bone-a-riffic rides) and we can't go in our uniforms so we had to change. According to a reliable resource, she wore things that a slut would. Her butt and -ahem- chest was all hanging out! Ew...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I didn't have to put up with Billy! Yay!!! A Billy-Free day is a happy day for like, everyone since he is so annoying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw this really funny musical called 'A Funny Thing Happened On My Way To The Forum'. I know, it's old and a classic but it's really funny and there was nothing to watch so I switched on to the MGM channel and presto chango! There it was, luckily, it was just starting and I didn't miss a bit. Not even the intro with the song 'A Comedy Tonight' which I permanently stuck in my head!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway... That's all I did. I missed going to Dufan but I still had some of my benefits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life can be cruel, but it's cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey, I made a new quote!!! &lt;strong&gt;NOBODY COPY THAT!!! IT'S COPYRIGHTED! IF YOU WANT TO COPY IT, COPY THIS!!! &lt;/strong&gt;(Um... sorry about the Caps Lock thingie, I had it on)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Life can be cruel, but it's cool."&lt;br /&gt;-Tasha (c) 2005&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah, my mind's already twisted and corrupted by about....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOW! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111097819638245818?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111097819638245818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111097819638245818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111097819638245818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111097819638245818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/03/sick-again.html' title='sick AGAIN'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-111059724459064067</id><published>2005-03-12T10:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T10:14:04.593+07:00</updated><title type='text'>blog layout tutorials anyone?</title><content type='html'>Me and Monica are trying to find some tutorials on making blogger layouts, if you know how, please send me an e-mail about it to &lt;a href="mailto:tasha_chocolategurl@hotmail.com"&gt;tasha_chocolategurl@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; or put a comment on this post or my tag board with the information. Oh yeah, if any of you know where you can find a free download of the latest PSP, please tell me that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: "Hey Baby"-No Doubt&lt;br /&gt;Clothes: Purple T-shirt and pajama pants&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Bored larh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-111059724459064067?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/111059724459064067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=111059724459064067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111059724459064067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/111059724459064067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-layout-tutorials-anyone.html' title='blog layout tutorials anyone?'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110886839843321191</id><published>2005-02-20T09:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T19:01:28.240+07:00</updated><title type='text'>single and alone</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty much freaking out right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who doesn't have anybody here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends here all have a boyfriend, and even my friends in Hong Kong have one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has somebody to cuddle up with, to hug, etc. etc. and they're all happy. But you know what? I should be happy that I'm single, I have all the freedom in the world! Well, almost all the freedom in the world. Anyway, I should be happy since I don't have anyone to you know, hold me down except my 'rents and teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel like spilling my guts out now, and I mean it in a literal way. Really, I feel like asking someone to just take my heart out and let me just bleed to death or something. My life doesn't have any purpose anymore, I feel really pathetic. The only things I have is this blog that I can totally control myself, and my imagination which I can express with almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110886839843321191?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110886839843321191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110886839843321191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110886839843321191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110886839843321191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/02/single-and-alone.html' title='single and alone'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110878748517888280</id><published>2005-02-19T11:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T11:31:25.180+07:00</updated><title type='text'>gomenasai....</title><content type='html'>I just realized:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP I didn't update a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the emphasis on the word crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... anyway me and my friend Monica are definetly Anime Otakus Virus victims so we started making our own fan fiction of Rurouni Kenshin, and it's going to be a parody of songs sung by the cast of RK. Recently I made a song for Seiijirou Hiko to sing 'Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu' in the tune of 'Math' from School of Rock, which by the way is a really good movie. Anyway we were thinking of other characters to sing. We think that Yumi and Shishio will sing an off-key rendition of 'Yumi and the Burnt' sung to the tune of 'Beauty and the Beast'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumi + Shishio: WE HEARD THAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh... whoopsie! Hehe... ANYHOW!!! Chou will be singing 'I Love Shakku Arai' to the tune of 'I Love Rock and Roll' because, well, Chou could practically marry Shakku for the swords that Shakku make, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, can anybody tell me who Senkaku is? I really have a bad memory here, I don't even remember him... And no offense to all of those Kamatari fans out there, but I REALLY can't believe that Kamatari is a guy. Is he/she a drag queen? My appologies to those fans (If he has any!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamatari: Owh! I broke a nail!&lt;br /&gt;Hiko: (drunk, singing) WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS MY FRIEND!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kenshin: Oro? Sensei no baka!Ahou....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110878748517888280?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110878748517888280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110878748517888280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110878748517888280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110878748517888280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/02/gomenasai.html' title='gomenasai....'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110873474589636491</id><published>2005-02-18T20:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T20:52:25.896+07:00</updated><title type='text'>jomblo?</title><content type='html'>Aww man... I totally can't believe this, but I'm the only one from all of my friends that don't have a boyfriend. I'm single and no one has a crush on me and I don't have a crush on any one, well, an exception from my crush on Tom Felton *sighs*...&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone for me out there? I already checked my love line in my palm, and my friend said that I'll get loads of boyfriends or something, but I think I will when I'm in college or something!!! Huh.... I want to get that feeling with someone, the fluttery thing that you get in your heart when you are around him, but the question is, who is HE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110873474589636491?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110873474589636491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110873474589636491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110873474589636491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110873474589636491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/02/jomblo.html' title='jomblo?'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110818860013794966</id><published>2005-02-12T13:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T13:10:00.136+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>Ugh... *runs to the bathroom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes as you can tell I am not feeling so good. In fact, I feel like I'm having indegestion. Food poisoning maybe? I don't know... Anyway, it's always raining here so it's almost flooding. Yesterday, I was talking to Chong Ma (Kenny's nick name) and he said that he lives in Cempaka Putih (where I would be moving to) in 27A, a few blocks away from my house (I'll move to 27c)... Argh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110818860013794966?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110818860013794966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110818860013794966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110818860013794966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110818860013794966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/02/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110800754857012716</id><published>2005-02-10T10:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T10:52:28.570+07:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hey, did any of you guys go to the cinemas on Chinese New Year? I did. Did you sit on the seat that you are supposed to sit in? I did, and thank God too, because of this story my friend Maria told me...&lt;br /&gt;A girl and her boyfriend went to the movies on Chinese New Year. Since no one else was there and they sat at the back (where they were supposed to sit), they went to the front, where they WERE'NT supposed to sit. When the movie was about to start, the whole room was dark and instead of the movie, the screen was blue as in the color of the blue screen they used to film Superman before they had special effects. The girl couldn't see her boyfriend anywhere. She shouted for help but no answer... Then on the screen there was a girl with long black hair that covered her face (she was looking downwards, the girl on the screen I mean) and wearing a white dress with scratches and blood. She screamed and the lights went on. But the girl and her boyfriend was never seen again. &lt;em&gt;End of story&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Maria told me this when it was my best friend, Jesseca's birthday and we were going to watch Tomb Raider: The Cradel of ... something, I forgot. Anyway, I was totally freaked out when she told me this, when we went to see the movie, I let her borrow my handphone to use as a flashlight to spook my friends when she said 'remember my story' with a vampire-ish accent. You know, the way you would use the flashlight and flash it to your face when you tell a scary story? No? Too bad... Oh yeah, I just remembered that when we were about to watch it, we were about 2 hours early so we were all telling ghost stories. We were all telling ghost stories about hauntings that happened in the toilet because there was a rumour that there was a ghost in the girls toilet on the 3rd floor of my old school. That's in Delia School of Canada in Tai Koo Shing, Hong Kong folks! (If you want to go to toilet, save it for later!) And we were freaking cold there too, so when my friend's mom asked us to go to toilet before the movie started, we freaked because we were scared. When we went inside, there was an ad of a scary movie on the mirror, and we all went like 'woah, dejavou' because the mirror had like fake blood and shattered marks on it, and in one of the stories we shared, there was a bloody, shattered mirror! *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;Ya deh... that's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110800754857012716?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110800754857012716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110800754857012716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110800754857012716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110800754857012716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='chinese new year'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110792055557382660</id><published>2005-02-09T10:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T10:42:35.573+07:00</updated><title type='text'>stooooopid</title><content type='html'>Ugh my sister could be such a crybaby. I just called her stupid and now she's crying? God... She calls me stupid all the time and it's no biggie for me, when she does that, I just feel well... normal. It's not like some sort of really bad swear word. This is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis: What does barn cellar mean?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Just look it up in the dictionary!&lt;br /&gt;S: Is it a seller who sells barns?&lt;br /&gt;M: No! I told you look it up in the dictionary stupid!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Don't use that word!&lt;br /&gt;S: *goes to room and cries*&lt;br /&gt;D: *goes to room to console her* Say sorry to your sister.&lt;br /&gt;M: *sarcasticly* Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;S: *slams door*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was like 'God, I said "stupid" and everyone thinks that it's the devil or something'. I mean come on!!! Everyone says stupid once and a while right? And the person who receives the word from you is like 'ok, cool'. Not all like 'AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!! IIIIITTTTTTTSSSSSSSS TTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEE DDDDDDDDDDDDDDEEEEVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLL!!!!'&lt;br /&gt;(Translation: 'argh! Its the devil!')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people can be such wimps. I mean, she said that she never cried and now she cries! What a lie, I've seen her cry loads of times and most of them was when I called her stupid. And when I do, she makes it seem like the sacred word that no one should say except her. I think she's not following the quote:&lt;br /&gt;'Sticks and stones may break my bones but word will never hurt me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the one who said that she was the toughest one of all the people that she has ever met, that typical over-confident self-centered freak. But then again, she cried over the word stupid, a simple 6 letter word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110792055557382660?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110792055557382660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110792055557382660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110792055557382660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110792055557382660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/02/stooooopid.html' title='stooooopid'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110777676376512573</id><published>2005-02-07T18:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T18:46:03.766+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesian Joke</title><content type='html'>D.O. setelah belajar 1 satu tahun BAHASA INGGRIS&lt;br /&gt;PART ONE&lt;br /&gt;Ane kaget banget kemaren ini pas lewat di depannye kelurahan, ngebace spanduk nyang isinye:&lt;br /&gt;"SAVE THE COUNTRY, HANG TNI ..  SAVE THE PEOPLE, HANG POLRI"&lt;br /&gt;Usut punye usut, ternyate nyang dimaksud ialah:&lt;br /&gt;"Keselametan negare, tergantung TNI ...  keselametan rakyat, tergantung POLRI".&lt;br /&gt;Bujubuneng ..., rupenye si Lurah baru ikutan kursus bahase Inggris tapi udah nekat buat tampilan kayak gitu.&lt;br /&gt;PART TWO&lt;br /&gt;Seorg supir lagi nyetirin boss bule Amrik, kebetulan lagi sial. Mobilnya nyodok kendaraan di depannya krn mendadak berhenti. Dgn terbata2 ia minta maaf kpd si boss:&lt;br /&gt;Supir: "Sorry Sir, I brake brake, do not eat. After I check the wheel no flower again."&lt;br /&gt;         ("maaf pak,saya rem2 nggak makan, setelah saya cek rodanya nggak ada kembangannya lagi.")&lt;br /&gt;Begitu si Boss mau ikutan ribut sama yg ditabrak, dia bilang:&lt;br /&gt;Supir: "Don't follow mix, Sir! The bring that car if not wrong is the children fruit from manager moneys, he stupid doesn't play! Let know taste."&lt;br /&gt;          ("nggak usah ikut campur Pak! Yg bawa mobil itu kalo nggak salah anak buah dari manajer keuangan, dia memang goblok bukan main! Biar tahu rasa.")&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya si supir gak masuk kerja, terus pas lusanya dia masuk si boss bule nanya:&lt;br /&gt;Bule: "Why you're not coming?"&lt;br /&gt;Supir : "I am sorry boss, my body is not delicious, my body taste like enter the wind."         ("maaf boss, badan saya tidak enak, badan saya rasanya seperti masuk angin.")&lt;br /&gt;PART THREE&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari ada bule kehilangan sepeda motornya yg dia parkir didepan toko di sekitar jalan Malioboro, Yogya.Lalu dia bertanya ke Paijo, yg saat itu kebetulan berada di tempat parkir, apakah dia ngeliat org yg ngambil sepeda motornya.  &lt;br /&gt;Paijo: "Yes, he use to table square-square. Worth he fast-fast go without any wet expire."&lt;br /&gt;           ("Iya, dia pakai ke-meja kotak-kotak. Pantes dia cepat-cepat pergi tanpa basa basi.")&lt;br /&gt;Lalu degan sok berwibawa Paijo menasehati,&lt;br /&gt;Paijo: "Sir, different river, if park bicycle motor heart-heart, yes?"&lt;br /&gt;          ("Tuan, lain kali kalo parkir sepeda motor hati-hati ya?")&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bule itu diam saja karena nggak tau mau jawab apa, shg Paijo jadi ngedumel,&lt;br /&gt;Paijo: "Basic bule!" ("Dasar bule!")&lt;br /&gt;Karena nggak tau harus ngomong apa lagi, si bule ngeloyor pergi dan dengan PD-nya Paijo bilang, "Breasttttt!" sambil melambaikan tangannya.&lt;br /&gt;Maksudnya: "Dadaaaaa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya... sorry if you can't speak Indonesian to understand this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make it, I got from an e-mail from my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo sorry I didn't update a lot now because yesterday I was in Kediri to go to this wedding reception for my cousin (congrats Dewi) and I didn't come back until 23.00 at night. Plus the woman who did my make-up for the wedding reception shaved my eyebrows so now it's super thin. Grrrrrrrrr... I really don't want to go to school but I'm going to the &lt;em&gt;ranggunan &lt;/em&gt;tomorrow and it's going to smell bad like monkey dung, but we already paid for the bus and all. Ugh, I don't even want to go, because the last time I went to the Zoological and Botanical Gardens in Hong Kong to see the monkeys/primates, it stunk like dung and excrement.... I am sooooo not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110777676376512573?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110777676376512573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110777676376512573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110777676376512573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110777676376512573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/02/indonesian-joke.html' title='Indonesian Joke'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110665956371846073</id><published>2005-01-25T20:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T20:26:03.720+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mizz</title><content type='html'>Right now, I feel down right mizz, miserable miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I thought more about my life, and its so not the best thing in the world, I mean I used to live in Hong Kong and now my whole life is practically falling apart. I wanted to see that Avril concert so badly, but I can't go! There was this Linkin Park concert in Hong Kong when I was still there, but nooooooooooo.... I wasn't old enough to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is life so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. Sorry for that Whitney Houston moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things aren't looking sunny side up now, I don't have a crush at all and there may be no possibility of having a boyfriend right now, which would make me a total social outcast. Hm... there may be no future for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm quite decent now, I'm not geeky but also not stupid, I'm freaky but not mad as a cut snake. I'm an average typical girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In need of a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, I mean how many Australian/British/Whatever slang words do I use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I so need a life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I apologize for the Australian/British/Whatever slang words that I used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I sound so proper... I apologize... sheesh....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110665956371846073?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110665956371846073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110665956371846073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110665956371846073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110665956371846073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/01/mizz.html' title='mizz'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110553537724135754</id><published>2005-01-12T19:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T20:09:37.240+07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.49pm</title><content type='html'>Yep, I just changed the layout AGAIN and the tag-board AGAIN. Here are my explanations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed the layout because I used that layout twice already and I just saw this nice one, so I thought 'hey! What the heck? I'll just change it!'. And so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed the tag-board because there was an error with the old one, the tag-board never showed up, just an error 404 page. I thought it was because of my connection when I tried to go there and I refreshed ten times but it never showed up. So I used the chatterbox one again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you are saying that why I am still using Blogger, even though you say it's boring or not as popular as Friendster (which I can use again, but I'm not that active on that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to use Blogger to well, blog things. Generally my feelings, because I think that if we keep all those feelings inside, you may need to get therapy or something. And that is expensive, and blogs are free. In the dictionary, it probably says that blogs are online communities to share information about yourself to other people and meet new friends yada yada yada... whatever. For me, it's like an online diary because I express all my feelings here in the way I type up my entries. For example, if I'm angry, I type messily and I punch the keys real hard and I swear or rant in that entry. You know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, in a diary, not many people will read this. Plus I think nobody will read this, they all just probably read my bio and look for some other sites to go to in where my links are. Or maybe just to leave their mark in my tag-board. I dunno... Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110553537724135754?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110553537724135754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110553537724135754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110553537724135754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110553537724135754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/01/749pm.html' title='7.49pm'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110544734654852531</id><published>2005-01-11T19:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T19:54:34.353+07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.34pm</title><content type='html'>8.20 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this entry during PLKJ, and I submitted it well, after school. I was bored so I started this. We are supposed to be learning about transportation but we are discussing about Geography (our PLKJ teacher is our Geography teacher) so we started talking about the plates on the world, earthquakes and then tsunamis. The one in Aceh on December 26 to be precise. Hehe, I just sounded like Thomson and Thompson from Tin Tin... Meh, no comment no comment. Anyhow, we are discussing about the victims of the tsunami. One of the channels back here in Indonesia has all of the 411 about the tsunami and how the survivors are in Aceh. In Europe and (I think) America, we had three minutes of silence, in Australia, they had a minute of silence. According to our teacher Pak Sis, was to pray to God for the victims. In my opinion, it's to remember the victims of the tsunami. *shrug* Different people, different opinions. Pak Sis also said that in one minute, most of the girls in my class will can't keep their big mouth shut, thus we should have a... 30 seconds of silence? Hm... Anyway, on Sunday after church, me and my family bought a b-day prezzie for my cuzzie (hehe, that rhymes!), Riyana. They are... uh, I shouldn't say it just in case she may be reading this. I bought a case with a camouflage cover that holds 40 CD's, a New York Minute DVD (free gift: small red triangular New York Minute… freebies… wOOt!) and a book called 'The Orchids and Gumbo Poker Club' by Magnolia Praline that was mentioned on Lizzie McGuire (the show on Disney Channel… duh…). It’s about a mother-daughter relationship during the 1950's in Le Blanc Bayou. I already finished reading it on Monday. It's a nice story, but it needs a sequel or something, I want more!!! One of my teachers had a hair-cut, a 'nice' one too *sarcasm sarcasm*. Seriously, he looks like a brown and black cue-ball!!! Whenever I’m bored (like now), I’m always day dreaming about me in a boarding school with my best buds from Hong Kong, and there’s this guy with black messy hair and blue-ish mauve eye.. Gah! I just made myself a guy of my dreams… Scratch that, THE guy of my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tn9.deviantart.com/300W/fs5.deviantart.com/i/2005/011/e/1/the_wave_by_yumi_cookiez.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^i^Poem of tsunami (also in my deviant!) done for English Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110544734654852531?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110544734654852531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110544734654852531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110544734654852531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110544734654852531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/01/734pm.html' title='7.34pm'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110544002093623514</id><published>2005-01-11T17:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T17:40:20.936+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashlee Simpson Lip-Syncs!</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, Ashlee Simpsons does not sing. Because of that, I don't really like her anymore because I thought she was a decent singer. Okay, maybe I hate her cuz she kind of sold out, but atleast she's a good actress (wasn't she on the OC?), and she is rich and famous in that way, plus the fact that she is Jessica Simpson's lil' bugger- I mean sister. In Orange Bowl, she sang 'La La' from her latest CD 'Autobiography' (feautring the hit single 'Pieces of Me') and everyone booed her because she screeched like a banshee! All I can say is, I'm glad I'm not her or part of the audience. Actually, it could be fun to be part of the audience, so I can boo her... but the part where she sings, let's leave that part away. Ashlee Simpsons has her very own TV show on MTV called 'The Ashlee Simpson Show' (duh) but I wouldn't watch it if I were you, cuz it's a bit boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110544002093623514?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110544002093623514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110544002093623514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110544002093623514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110544002093623514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/01/ashlee-simpson-lip-syncs.html' title='Ashlee Simpson Lip-Syncs!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110499358993951777</id><published>2005-01-06T13:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T13:39:49.940+07:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's 2005... huzzah! Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting kind of bored now, and I go back to school on the 11th which is on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110499358993951777?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110499358993951777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110499358993951777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110499358993951777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110499358993951777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110449966494366690</id><published>2004-12-31T20:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T20:27:44.943+07:00</updated><title type='text'>tsunami</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh, can you believe it? A huge earthquake in Aceh, Indonesia causes a huge tsunami to hit India, Sri Lanka, Thailand and Maldives! Thousands of people have died, atleast 125,ooo and loads of people are mourning... But the weirdest thing is that I had a dream about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream was one day it was Christmas day, everyone was happy and celebrating. But the next day, I saw the news and it said 'BREAKING NEWS' and a reporter said that in South-East Asia there is a disaster... then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creepy eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my new years resolution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Year Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;do better in school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;update my blog more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;find out what my career is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be more confident.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make more photos/drawings to add to my deviant art account.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meh, I don't think I would do all of those...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110449966494366690?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110449966494366690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110449966494366690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110449966494366690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110449966494366690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/12/tsunami.html' title='tsunami'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110413235247644527</id><published>2004-12-27T14:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T14:25:52.476+07:00</updated><title type='text'>x'mas aftermath</title><content type='html'>Well, it's over. Christmas has left the building, now New Year is coming up next. For Christmas, me and my family went to Ancol, we stayed in this hotel called Mercure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, our room's bathroom was really dirty, even the water was still brown, so my parents complained to the management and we had to change rooms. Then second, it was still not even finished! As the waitress said, it was closed for 6 months to get renovated, because before the Mercure was Hotel Horizon, and it was open for 1 month but it was only the soft opening. She said the whole hotel was supposed to be finished by the soft opening, and the grand opening was when they get all the little details fixed. But actually, some of the rooms weren't even finished yet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, atleast I got to go to Dufan. It's not that I don't like Dufan, but it wasn't as fun as the Summer Carnival I went to in Hong Kong. Seriously, nothing can bet those mini coasters in the Carnival, especially Mouse Chase, the one when you go down Scrambled Eggs ride, like the Grasshopper thingie in the Carnival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to this Pelanggang Samudra thingie, it was like a sort of circus for oceanic mammals, only they also had parrots in there and had a hippo in captivity. This is kind of cruel because when they train them, I don't think they give them enough food, and it's really against those poor animals wills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was my stay in Ancol, nothing unexpected I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard from my friend that she just had her period. Well, I know it's unfair, but it's a sign that we are growing up, for the girls atleast. I guess when most of us told our moms, they all went like 'my little baby is growing up!'. Cringe. And I think most of us are already wearing their training b.... you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110413235247644527?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110413235247644527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110413235247644527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110413235247644527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110413235247644527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/12/xmas-aftermath.html' title='x&apos;mas aftermath'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110386542074651459</id><published>2004-12-24T11:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T12:17:00.746+07:00</updated><title type='text'>x'mas eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'As the famous, FAMOUS Canadian professor, Avril Lavigne-stein, said and I quote "Why'd you have to make things so complicated? I see the way you're trying to be somebody else is making me frustrated. Life's like this: you fall, and you crawl, and you break, and you take what you get and turn it into honesty. And promise me you'll never try to fake it. No, no, no." ' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Roxxane 'Roxy' Ryan (Mary-Kate Olsen) from 'New York Minute'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, ya, I just watched New York Minute. Got a problem? Anyway, my official review...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New York Minute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A review by Tasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leading Actor/Actress: &lt;/strong&gt;Ashley Olsen, Mary-Kate Olsen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synopsis&lt;/strong&gt;: Ashley plays Jane Ryan, an up-tight girl who tries to do the right thing all the time (50% of me is Jane). Mary-Kate plays Roxxane (Roxy) Ryan, a rebel who always screws things me up (50% of me too!!!). So they go to New York City so Jane could do a speech so she can go to Oxford University, and so Roxy can give some CD demos of her band to the managers of Simple Plan in a Simple Plan video shoot. However, trouble brews up when they get kicked of a train, gets dragged into a plan for pirated goods, and when Max Lomax tries to find Roxy for skipping school. But they also get to meet a couple of cute guys on the way too. Hilarity ensues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating: ****&lt;/strong&gt;1/2 (4 and a half stars out of 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch it or not?&lt;/strong&gt;: Definetly watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, end of review!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's Christmas Eve, tomorrow is finally going to be Christmas, huzzah!!! Well, as most of you know by reading my bio thingie, I kind of like Draco/Hermione fan fiction. And what luck, I have found a very nice Christmas story for Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://contraveritas.floo-powder.net/grey/xmas/lovess.html"&gt;Love, Your Secret Santa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love, Your Secret Santa&lt;/strong&gt; is a really nice story when Hogwarts plays Secret Santa, and Hermione ends up being Draco's Secret Santa. It's such a sweet story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click it, read it, love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for some of you people (or most I guess) who don't know what the game Secret Santa is, it's a game when you write your name and other people do so too, and put it in a jar. When you pick a name, you have to give presents to that person but you CAN'T tell them it's you. You do this 12 days before Christmas, one present per day. So the song "Twelve days of Christmas" kind of describes this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day I would try to play this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't make up my mind!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw it. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110386542074651459?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110386542074651459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110386542074651459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110386542074651459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110386542074651459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/12/xmas-eve.html' title='x&apos;mas eve'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110362037105933908</id><published>2004-12-21T16:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T16:16:47.440+07:00</updated><title type='text'>um...</title><content type='html'>You can't see all of my posts because I put a limit on how many posts displayed on the front page. You can find all of them by clicking the links that say "November 2004" etc... thats called an archive, so check it out. And as usual, the older posts are at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has gone by quickly eh? I mean, it's been 4 months since I started this blog, and I haven't even realized it! Well, on September 18 is going to be officialy my blog's birthday. But that's, like, 8 months away. So don't get your hopes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110362037105933908?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110362037105933908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110362037105933908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110362037105933908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110362037105933908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/12/um.html' title='um...'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110360768271203690</id><published>2004-12-21T13:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T12:44:09.086+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bush's time person of the year?</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it? George W. Bush, the worst President of the United States of America was chosen by 'Time' magazine as person of the year? Why would they think that? I mean, there are loads of things that he has done and they were not the things that a person of the year should do. For example, he:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started the war in Iraq and Afghanistan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because of the war, people are killed everyday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because of the war, thousands of money are wasted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has made so much trouble that the US Congress had to fix.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because of the trouble he caused, loads of people stepped down, like Colin Powell.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want to know 'how much money wasted on the war?' then, if you really want to know, hold your breath. It might shock you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://costofwar.com/" target="_blank"&gt;find out here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big shocker eh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110360768271203690?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110360768271203690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110360768271203690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110360768271203690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110360768271203690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/12/bushs-time-person-of-year.html' title='bush&apos;s time person of the year?'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110346159463182704</id><published>2004-12-19T19:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T20:06:34.630+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't believe it!</title><content type='html'>If you weren't too busy watching TV, like anime etc. :coughcoughMONcoughcough: you would have probably known about this really gross thing about a women, pregnant, 8 months.... I think I better start from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just heard that this freaky lady from Kansas, USA, she killed a woman who was 8 months old, then she took out the baby from her womb! The pregnant woman's womb, I mean. And she did all of that just to show it off in a cafe, just to make everyone believe that she was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, isn't she crazy or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, she killed a pregnant woman. I repeat (in capital letters) PREGNANT!!!! Doesn't this lady (Montgomery) who slayed the pregnant woman feel her pain? I mean, the pregnant one (let's call her Preggy) is already 8 months old, excited to bring out her new born child in 1 month, then Montgomery just killed her, then cut out her womb to take out her baby, and left Preggy just lying there, around this pool of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, did anyone think of the baby? Didn't Montgomery take a moment and imagine what the baby feels like? Let's do that shall we... Imagine we are the baby, 10 years later, and then we find out that our biological mother was killed by this deranged woman and that we were cut out of her womb, and put out like as a freak show. Now think people, how would you feel if you were the baby? I definetly will be traumatized for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, what was Montgomery THINKING doing such a thing???? Killing a woman who was about to give birth? Come on, I bet Montgomery wasn't even thinking. Serously, why would she want to be a cereal killer? &lt;&lt; Wait, I mean SERIAL killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is full of freaks. ::coughcoughTYRZAcoughcough::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110346159463182704?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110346159463182704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110346159463182704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110346159463182704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110346159463182704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-cant-believe-it.html' title='i can&apos;t believe it!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110344641088868750</id><published>2004-12-19T15:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T19:03:39.173+07:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes did</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/cozmicstar/1102887423_igentloner.jpg" border="0" alt="me"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're like me! The intelligent loner. You're shy&lt;br&gt;at times but friendly, and you are never weak&lt;br&gt;and always independent. You are incredibly&lt;br&gt;intelligent (wise beyond your years) and have a&lt;br&gt;talent for many things (sports, music, art).&lt;br&gt;You have a kind and warm personality and enjoy&lt;br&gt;the simple things. Like hanging out with&lt;br&gt;friends and watching movies at home. But you're&lt;br&gt;sometimes quiet nature makes you a bit of an&lt;br&gt;outcast and a mystery to people. No matter how&lt;br&gt;pretty you are or smart or athletic, you just&lt;br&gt;can't seem to break into the crowd and be&lt;br&gt;noticed. Don't worry, try to be more outgoing&lt;br&gt;and speak out when you have more to say. Don't&lt;br&gt;hide behind your books and sports and computer,&lt;br&gt;get out there and get noticed. You also have&lt;br&gt;deep desires in life and feel vunerable and&lt;br&gt;alone at times. Don't feel sad either, What&lt;br&gt;helps me to express feelings and dreams that I&lt;br&gt;can't say to people, is through my writting.&lt;br&gt;Maybe you should try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/cozmicstar/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20girl%20are%20you%3F%20(with%20pix!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of girl are you? 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font-size: 9pt;'&gt;New - &lt;A href='http://www.datingtips.ws/' style='text-decoration: none;'&gt;Help with love and dating!&lt;a/&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110344641088868750?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110344641088868750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110344641088868750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110344641088868750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110344641088868750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/12/quizzes-did.html' title='quizzes did'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110344236189242606</id><published>2004-12-19T14:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T14:46:01.893+07:00</updated><title type='text'>b'day party</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had my birthday party, I thought it was today, but I guess my mom changed the date. Anyway, we went to Pizza Hut, which is like the headquarters for me and my friends back in Hong Kong, 'cuz we always hang out there, or eat something from there, probablu because we are pizza fanatics. We also went bowling, and I got top score, huzzah! By 'we' I mean my mom, my aunt, my cousins (Alicia and Riyana) and my sister. Well... that's all I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HATE FOR TYRZA LIVES ON IN OUR HEARTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cuz she has a heart of stone, we should call her 'peach'. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110344236189242606?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110344236189242606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110344236189242606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110344236189242606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110344236189242606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/12/bday-party.html' title='b&apos;day party'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110333930833139699</id><published>2004-12-18T09:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T10:08:28.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>stinky syndrome</title><content type='html'>Ya ya ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Mon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know if I get too close to stinky 8 I might get stinky too. But she is the one who gets close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I talked to the messenger of the spawn of devil. She said that she might help me to get rid of 8. Ha.... That is one nice messenger. I gave her 8's telephone number, and messenger's going to SMS or call her, and tell her to buzz off and leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is just getting better already. I mean, I just had a good night's sleep, alone in my bedroom, which I share with my sister. Usually, I can't sleep with her around. But last night I could, because she was sleeping in my mom's bedroom. Yes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow, 'cuz I'm going to have a birthday party, with me and my cuzzies, bowling and eating pizza. Oh, my sis is coming too.  That's the big loop hole of my possibly best day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110333930833139699?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110333930833139699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110333930833139699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110333930833139699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110333930833139699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/12/stinky-syndrome.html' title='stinky syndrome'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110328887909328041</id><published>2004-12-17T20:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T20:07:59.093+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bday!</title><content type='html'>Haleluya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my birthday! I officially became 12 on December 17, 2004 on 10.00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am crazy to actually remember the time of day I was born, but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I got three books from my mom, "Falling Up" by Shel Silverstein, "Horrible Geography - Blooming Rainforests" and "Skin and other stories" by Roald Dahl. My sister gave me 2 CD's. Destiny's Child "Survivor" and "Agent Cody Banks 2: Destination London, and she also gave me a baby blue skirt and a t-shirt to match it. Thanks guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a big thanks to Hermin, because she gave me another present. The present to know that my friends are not the only ones looking at my blog. Thanks Hermin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to repay her by linking her blog here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Happy Birthday Maria, but you're still 12 hours younger than me. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... today is a fine day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110328887909328041?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110328887909328041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110328887909328041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110328887909328041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110328887909328041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/12/bday.html' title='bday!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110180992452638380</id><published>2004-11-30T17:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T17:18:44.526+07:00</updated><title type='text'>messenger</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know that you know who the messenger of the spawn of devil is. And I know that you know that I know that you know... nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, the messenger has been trying to make me trust her, so she can tell me bad things about my friend, Monica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, YES I AM ANGRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, and she was the one who introduced me to the others, and I thought she was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrongo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because I was going to be her victim, because she wanted me to turn against my friends and be &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;friend. Isn't that evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I like her objective, but her plan totally sucks. I mean, it's sooo predictable. Well, according to my friend Monica, since she has been doing that the moment she stepped &lt;em&gt;foot&lt;/em&gt; in the school. She has been spreading rumours and talking to all the people on the dark side of the school. Looks to me she has become evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110180992452638380?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110180992452638380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110180992452638380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110180992452638380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110180992452638380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/11/messenger.html' title='messenger'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110173641691937962</id><published>2004-11-29T20:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T16:44:38.786+07:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS or AMS?</title><content type='html'>Okay, I feel really freaked. I mean, I just had my period! How am I supposed to know this was going to happen soon? Or more importantly, now? I should have PMS before it, you know, post menstrual syndrome, when you keep getting mood swings and acting all weird? Well, I have AMS, after menstrual syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geddit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre, after...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I get the feeling I do have AMS because right when I found out that I had my period, I totally freaked. So now, I'm talking in a kind of Californian accent. The accent you get when you are born rich and live in California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm getting used to this, except for the sanitary napkins. Since my sister is 8 years old and one of the most immature people in the world, she calls the diapers. I'll kill her for that someday, but all I need is a blowtorch, a chainsaw, and a box of M&amp;amp;M's. Back to the subject... sanitary napkins, yes... They are super uncomfortable at times, but for those of you who fear the moment of truth (when you will get your period), it's not that bad. It won't hurt. I know it's disgusting, but it's human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found the spawn of devil, and her name is Tyrza. Today we had this dress rehearsel for this Christmas concert we're having tomorow. Our head teacher, Ibu Julie, was totally maniac-like when it comes to participating in there. She was screaming at everyone (and I mean EVERYONE) to 'SING! CLAP! DANCE! PLAY!'. I was kind of hoping she would yell 'SKIP THE REST OF THE DAY!', but hey, a girl can dream. Anyway, Tyrza didn't clap and she got scolded by her. Me and my friends who were pissed off by her clapped our hands off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad thing about it is I just heard someone in my class was the messenger of the spawn of devil! I mean, when me and my friend wanted to make a blog all about the bad things about Tyrza, she backed out because she was scared of her and she told the spawn of devil!!! She even spread the rumour that my friend was threatening someone, and the whole problem about Tyrza was started by her!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's take a look back in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'messenger's' boyfriend left her to go with Tyrza, and my friend was talking to the messenger about it and called Tyrza some bad things (in my case, good things ^^) and made the whole grade 8 angry at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of this evidence leads to the one and only suspect....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MESSENGER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da. Da. DUM......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110173641691937962?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110173641691937962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110173641691937962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110173641691937962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110173641691937962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/11/pms-or-ams.html' title='PMS or AMS?'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110163181028996612</id><published>2004-11-28T15:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T15:50:10.290+07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too traumatized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110163181028996612?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110163181028996612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110163181028996612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110163181028996612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110163181028996612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/11/omg.html' title='OMG!!!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110153803436565378</id><published>2004-11-27T13:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T13:47:14.366+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye bloggy!</title><content type='html'>I just deleted one of my blogs for I have no use of it. I don't know why, I just deleted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, I just find myself being... litterally inspired. I just read a bunch of Harry Potter fan fiction and I feel like writing one. Okay, don't ask. Now I just made quotes! What is up with me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, people. I feel honoured with your suggestions. But there's is no way to solve this. I'm just growing into a healthy nutcase. Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't get me started on the songs in my head. I sometimes picture myself singing and dancing on stage. Which is pretty weird if you ask me because I have stage fright. But there I was, on stage, singing and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I have forgotten to tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this friggin' bitchy girl in the eight grade. Name? Tyrza. She is quite pretty. But she steals people's boyfriends, and she treats everyone like slaves. And she's mad at all the girls in the seventh, which is me and my friends. She even made insult names for us! She calls me 'ugly'. I laugh at her for that. She calling me ugly? You can make a better insult than that! I mean come on! Even I can make a better insult, and I'm the younger one. Plus, she is the one with the braces, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't have enough brain capacity to make a better insult with that friggin' huge head of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She should now the number one rule of insulting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big/complicated words are essential for insulting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she were graded on how well she insulted me, she would get an -F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that counted on the effort she put in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is exactly 0%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110153803436565378?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110153803436565378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110153803436565378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110153803436565378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110153803436565378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/11/bye-bye-bloggy.html' title='bye bye bloggy!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371346.post-110153611507585239</id><published>2004-11-27T13:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T13:18:20.153+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Random Quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."&lt;br /&gt;- William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Duct tape is like the force, it has a dark side, a light side, and it holds the universe together."&lt;br /&gt;- Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Death is just the begining of the end."&lt;br /&gt;- Tasha (FYI, me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just keep swimming."&lt;br /&gt;- Dory from 'Finding Nemo'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Las amigas nunca se olvidan, friends never forget."&lt;br /&gt;- Tasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Better a witty fool than a foolish wit."&lt;br /&gt;- William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A fool will think he is wise, but a wiseman will think he is a fool."&lt;br /&gt;- William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Better three hours too soon than one minute too late."&lt;br /&gt;- William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If the right is wrong, is the wrong right?"&lt;br /&gt;- Tasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die. "&lt;br /&gt;- Leonardo Da Vinci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Once you get the hang of it, you have to move on."&lt;br /&gt;-Tasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies."&lt;br /&gt;- Aristotle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you have never loved, you never knew the meaning of life."&lt;br /&gt;-Tasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110153611507585239?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110153611507585239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110153611507585239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110153611507585239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110153611507585239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/11/random-quotes.html' title='Random Quotes'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110059608503301984</id><published>2004-11-16T16:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T16:08:05.033+07:00</updated><title type='text'>story will be here!</title><content type='html'>I will post all of the stories' links that I have posted here, so you can see. But the whole thing will be in the 'doodle-me' blog. I may aswell do a site for all you researchers about the research I have done. So come by and you'll see new stuff rolling by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110059608503301984?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110059608503301984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110059608503301984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110059608503301984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110059608503301984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/11/story-will-be-here.html' title='story will be here!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-110050408359985112</id><published>2004-11-15T14:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T14:34:43.600+07:00</updated><title type='text'>story time</title><content type='html'>Well, sooooooo sorry I didn't update earlier. It's because I'm a very busy woman. I mean busy girl. Whatever. Anyhows, I am starting on a story and when I get it done and beta'd, I'll post it on the 'doodle-me' blog. I'm going to post my stories I have done in grade 6 here too. Well, I'll put the link in my 'doodle-me' blog and post it as a website. Okay, I know I have promised you guys some pictures in that blog, and they are finally here! I'll post some more when I have the time. Which could take a while, as in a looooooong time. But I shall try, or my name's not Freaky McFreakfreak. And it's not. Hehe. But seriously, I will try to post them as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-110050408359985112?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/110050408359985112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=110050408359985112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110050408359985112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/110050408359985112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/11/story-time.html' title='story time'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109922738724469940</id><published>2004-10-31T19:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T19:56:27.243+07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz!!!</title><content type='html'>I am updating a lot today!!!! Anyway! The quizes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074677954' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Random IM screenname generator by &lt;a href='http://www.matmice.com/home/tashachocolategurl'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;tasharules&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Name' value='Tasha' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Age' value='11' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;select name='Personality'&gt;&lt;option&gt;Cheerful&lt;option&gt;Crazy&lt;option&gt;Freaky&lt;option&gt;Sad&lt;option&gt;Flaky&lt;option&gt;Negative&lt;option&gt;Optimistic&lt;option&gt;Angry&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Generated screename&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;ArGh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='tasharules'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074677954'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;&lt;a href='http://memegen.net/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074677964' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Who is your Harry Potter counterpart? by &lt;a href='http://www.matmice.com/home/tashachocolategurl'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;tasharules&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Name' value='Tasha' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Age' value='11' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;B-Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='B-Day' value='12-17-92' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Fave colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Fave colour' value='black' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Fave School Subject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Fave School Subject' value='Art' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your Harry Potter counterpart is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Peeves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='tasharules'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074677964'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;&lt;a href='http://memegen.net/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074677943' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;What&amp;#39;s your doll piccie? by &lt;a href='http://www.matmice.com/home/tashachocolategurl'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;tasharules&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Name' value='Tasha' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Age' value='11' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Birthday' value='December 17' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your doll piccie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-7/143912/candy4.bmp'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='tasharules'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074677943'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;&lt;a href='http://memegen.net/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my top 3 quizzes I have made. Number one is at the top, the third is at the bottom. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109922738724469940?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109922738724469940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109922738724469940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109922738724469940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109922738724469940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/10/quiz_31.html' title='quiz!!!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109922593891759724</id><published>2004-10-31T19:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T19:43:28.200+07:00</updated><title type='text'>scary movies</title><content type='html'>Scary movies to see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carrie: A girl with telekenetic (I wish I had those powers!) powers goes to a prom, then a bunch of guys dump her beautiful dress with pig blood for a prank. Scary; yes. Fun to be dumped in pig blood; no. I can't even stand eating pig meat. Eww.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Psycho: I think you all know what this movie is about. Come on! You should know.... the scene where the victim is in the shower and the psycho comes to kill them there in the motel? Hello.... ring any bells?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Grudge: An American woman works as a nurse in Japan. She has to fix a grudge. End of story.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tellitubies: AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! Turn it off, turn it off!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109922593891759724?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109922593891759724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109922593891759724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109922593891759724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109922593891759724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/10/scary-movies.html' title='scary movies'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109922525975520321</id><published>2004-10-31T19:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T19:40:39.520+07:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky</title><content type='html'>HaPPY HaLLoWeeN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*plays scary background music*&lt;br /&gt;*does Transylvanian accent*&lt;br /&gt;Velcome my little victims... I mean readers. It is I, Countess Tash-ula, here to update zis blog. Vell... First things first. Count Tash-ula vill be talking zis way because it is Halloween just for the occasion, and she vill also be talking in the third person. Or something like zat. And, she vill be talking nonsense, as usual. She is very sorry for not updating so much. And now... on to the madness and blood sucking-ness.&lt;br /&gt;*ends scary background music and Transilvanian accent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Thank you, Countess. Now, I shall tell you a story... a weird one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend was making a song about Sadako, a Japanese ghost girl who died because of the atomic bomb in Hiroshima or something in the second World War, I think. Whatever. Anyway, at night, I mean REALLY late at night. She was singing it and then a breathing noise was right next to her. Well, duh she was terrified. She panicked and changed the song she was singing to 'Jingle Bells' (the other parodized version), then the breathing noise next to her was gone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? How was that? I know many of you might not believe it. But it's true. I'm serious. Anyway.... Happy Halloween! Don't get a tooth ache from 'Trick or Treat'-ing. Don't get too scared. Remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se Lo Que uSTeD HiZo eL VeRaNo PaSaDo. &lt;em&gt;I know what you did last summer...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109922525975520321?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109922525975520321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109922525975520321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109922525975520321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109922525975520321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/10/freaky.html' title='freaky'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109870240358228549</id><published>2004-10-25T18:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T18:06:43.583+07:00</updated><title type='text'>well</title><content type='html'>Ok!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's same. I'm bored. Go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109870240358228549?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109870240358228549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109870240358228549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109870240358228549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109870240358228549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/10/well.html' title='well'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109836225819772536</id><published>2004-10-21T19:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T19:40:47.813+07:00</updated><title type='text'>stories</title><content type='html'>I understand you Dwina, me needs more things here. Like you said. Stories. BUT!&lt;br /&gt;I will do them in my other blog. The doodle-me one. So check it out. It's in the links part. Go ahead. Do it. NOW PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, just felt like the moment there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109836225819772536?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109836225819772536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109836225819772536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109836225819772536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109836225819772536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/10/stories.html' title='stories'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109827428119986553</id><published>2004-10-20T18:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T19:11:21.200+07:00</updated><title type='text'>PE </title><content type='html'>Okay, today in PE, we had this handball game and one of our teachers, Pak Bagas, was in my team. When we were doing defence, and one of the girls in my class, Marcia, had the ball and Pak Bagas was trying to block her. When he was trying to block her, he flailed his arms around and began yelling like "waaaagghhhh" and jumping around like he was doing a war dance. Well, I could say handball was fun. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;So how do you spell handball?&lt;br /&gt;F-U-N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109827428119986553?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109827428119986553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109827428119986553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109827428119986553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109827428119986553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/10/pe.html' title='PE '/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109792658024661114</id><published>2004-10-16T18:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T18:36:20.246+07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad updating</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know I haven't updated for a long time, that's because my internet connection here sucks and I don't have a lot of time. But, now, it's faster and it's near the holidays so I may be able to update everyday if I can.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I watched "A Cinderella Story" with my cousins, Riyana and Alicia. And let's not forget my 'rents and little sister Adinda. It was so sad, I nearly cried at the part when Shelby told everyone in the high school that Sam is Cinderella. We also played on a simulater machine called the Venturer. It was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went swimming with my cousins and sister again.&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow, I'm gonna watch Princess Diaries 2 and go on the Venturer again.&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, my dad bought me some rabbits, one was Coffee, the other is Snowflake. Coffee is mine, Snowflake is my sister's.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all for now. Good luck to all the peeps who are vasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109792658024661114?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109792658024661114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109792658024661114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109792658024661114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109792658024661114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/10/bad-updating.html' title='bad updating'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109654808382818512</id><published>2004-09-30T19:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T19:41:23.826+07:00</updated><title type='text'>not another blog</title><content type='html'>BTW, I made a new blog. The blog is about my rants about the world. So I titled it 'Me Against the World'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://watchtasharant.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109654808382818512?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109654808382818512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109654808382818512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109654808382818512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109654808382818512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/not-another-blog.html' title='not another blog'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109654771398743652</id><published>2004-09-30T19:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T19:35:13.986+07:00</updated><title type='text'>swim </title><content type='html'>Went swimming and awaiting arrival of my dad. I hate my life, I hate myself, I wish I never existed (you thought I was going to use the 'D' word did ya?). And that's that. Oh ya, and my sister is the most annoying person on earth. My life is ruined. Jesseca (from Hong Kong!) won't talk to me, and I left one of the best places to be on earth. Why did we have to move? Why? WHY??? I hate this. My life sucks. And that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109654771398743652?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109654771398743652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109654771398743652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109654771398743652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109654771398743652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/swim.html' title='swim '/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109644562631093788</id><published>2004-09-29T15:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T15:13:46.310+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies, movies...</title><content type='html'>Today, my mom went to get a job. So me and my sister was alone at home and we watched two movies. "The Sound of Music" kind of sucked. It was really boring, so I watched "Bring it On Again" and it ruled! OK, I like cheerleader movies. So what? I should wear a sign saying I'm a freak of nature for liking these kinds of music. *Readers put a sign saying 'freak of nature' behind me* Get your hands of me! Argh, I don't have anything to say left. Please bite my bomb diggity butt off. *Readers bite me* Ouch. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109644562631093788?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109644562631093788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109644562631093788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109644562631093788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109644562631093788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/movies-movies.html' title='Movies, movies...'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109637410174376548</id><published>2004-09-28T19:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T19:21:41.743+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring It On Again!</title><content type='html'>Today I went to the mall and bought two new CD's. One was "The Sound of Music", since my mom said it was "really good". And I got myself a "Bring it on Again" VCD. It is the sequel of the movie Bring it On, and it was cool! Anyway, I'm so angry that Jesseca pretended to be Chelsea Brummet UGH! Couldn't she be more annoying? I do not want to say this about you Jess, but... WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP DOING THAT?? I'M SERIOUS!!! IF YOU DO THAT AGAIN, OUR FRIENDSHIP IS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;Ah... glad to get it of my chest... People who do that just make me want to snap their butts off. Okay, too bored, got to write Seina my reply to her. See you soon. I mean read me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109637410174376548?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109637410174376548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109637410174376548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109637410174376548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109637410174376548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/bring-it-on-again.html' title='Bring It On Again!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109626340021012571</id><published>2004-09-27T13:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T12:51:42.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>I thought of the dog I saw yesterday... I should call him Ribsy, I don't know. It just popped into my head... Oh well. I updated my doodles blog. Added a new lyric there... I was also making another poem. I'll post it there when I'm done. I'm soon going to be with my dad again, and I amd going to get a dog when he comes!!! Yay... I am getting the hand of this stuff. I am able to blog almost everyday and it rocks. I've had a little website (&lt;a href="http://www.matmice.com/home/tashachocolategurl"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) for quite a while, although I don't update it anymore, so I know a lot about HTML. I'm thinking of opening an HTML help blog later on... Anyhoo, I am going to change my tag board thing, since the one I have now isn't that good. But don't worry, I will re-submit all of your messages and comments! You guys also need to update a lot like I am now... Adios for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109626340021012571?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109626340021012571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109626340021012571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109626340021012571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109626340021012571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/today_27.html' title='today'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371346.post-109624948839011670</id><published>2004-09-27T08:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T08:44:48.390+07:00</updated><title type='text'>morning</title><content type='html'>G'Morning folks!&lt;br /&gt;I updated the &lt;a href="http://doodleme.blogspot.com"&gt;doodleme.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; site, added a new lyric there! This is the morning so I may add more there later. I feel so happy, my dad is almost here... Only 4 days to go!!!! And remember that male Pameranian dog I saw? Well, I changed by mind. It should be called Ribsy. I don't know why! It just popped in my head. I guess I was dreaming about it or something. Today I am probably going see more dogs and talk to my friends on MSN or Yahoo! messenger, and update my blogs. Better go now and get busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109624948839011670?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109624948839011670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109624948839011670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109624948839011670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109624948839011670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/morning.html' title='morning'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109620409675751599</id><published>2004-09-26T20:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T20:08:16.756+07:00</updated><title type='text'>reunion</title><content type='html'>Coolie!&lt;br /&gt;This week, I feel like I have a friendship reunion. I met some people and reunited with my old friends... Yes!&lt;br /&gt;I feel good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109620409675751599?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109620409675751599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109620409675751599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109620409675751599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109620409675751599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/reunion.html' title='reunion'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109619577010594764</id><published>2004-09-26T17:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T17:49:30.106+07:00</updated><title type='text'>today...</title><content type='html'>I went to church today with my mom and my sister, and then we ate in Sizzlers. It was so good! We were also trying to buy a basketball hoop for my new house and a dog. It was a male Pamerainian and it was sooo cute! I was ready to get it. I even knew what to call it when it was mine and my sister's... Bart... It seems like destiny... But anyway, we had to wait for my father to come here from Hong Kong. Since we used to live in here, then we had to move to Hong Kong for my dad's work. Then we had to move back here AGAIN. Me, my mom and my sister had to move first since we needed to find a good school. And now, after waiting for more than 1 month, my dad will finally come home on October the 1st!!! Yes!!! Okay, after thinking of all that excitement, it made me realize, that today was kind of boring! Okay, I got nothing to say. But I did make another blog to put all my doodles and poems and lyrics from my favorite songs. I got to add it in my links thing now. So see you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109619577010594764?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109619577010594764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109619577010594764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109619577010594764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109619577010594764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/today.html' title='today...'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109612148093965254</id><published>2004-09-25T21:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T21:11:20.940+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends...</title><content type='html'>OoOoOo...&lt;br /&gt;I just met a new friend called Nandra. And I put loads of new links to my site. As usual, they are my friends blogs. Enjoy them and comment! And you guys need to comment my stuff too! You never do mine....&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I just started a blog for my doodles and poems. I'll add the link here when I actually add stuff on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109612148093965254?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109612148093965254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109612148093965254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109612148093965254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109612148093965254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/friends.html' title='Friends...'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109611782543143091</id><published>2004-09-25T20:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T20:10:25.430+07:00</updated><title type='text'>swimy swimy</title><content type='html'>I went swimming today with my cousins (yay!) and my little sister (boo!). It was really fun, and now, I am talking to my friends in MSN messenger. Yep, it's an ordinary day. So I was kinda bored today. Ya, I'm really bored as you can see... As bored as bored can be...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to talk about.... I finally found out my possible sign off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You kids go have fun now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's probably really cheesy. So I won't say that....&lt;br /&gt;Argh, mosquitoes biting me. Sorry I can't type so much, but gotta go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109611782543143091?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109611782543143091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109611782543143091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109611782543143091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109611782543143091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/swimy-swimy.html' title='swimy swimy'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109603388307552948</id><published>2004-09-24T20:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T20:54:49.586+07:00</updated><title type='text'>School...</title><content type='html'>School schmool. I hate it... It is giving me so much homework I can't update it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, since I will do the rest of my homework tommorrow, so I have a little thing to do, for fun. Ah..... I LOVE the word fun. I could say it all day... fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pIctUrE tImE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Add up the date of today. If you get a 2 digit answer, add it together again. Sept.(9) 24, 2004... 9+2+4+2+0+0+4=2+1=3&lt;br /&gt;2. Add up the date of your birthdate. If you get a 2 digit answer, add it together again.  Dec. 17 1992... 1+2+1+7+9+9+2=31=3+1=4&lt;br /&gt;3. Add the answers from 1 and 2 together. If you have a two digit answer over 26, add it together again. 3+4=7&lt;br /&gt;4. Find the letter that corresponds to the number like 1=a, 2=b etc... 7=g&lt;br /&gt;5. Take that letter, and think of something that begins with that letter. g=guitar.&lt;br /&gt;6. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; and search for an image with the thing you thought of.&lt;br /&gt;7. Post the first picture google come up with, you may need to use the Hello thing to post it here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.voxshowroom.com/ct/guitar/spitfire.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109603388307552948?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109603388307552948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109603388307552948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109603388307552948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109603388307552948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/school.html' title='School...'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109585407373636084</id><published>2004-09-22T18:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T18:54:33.736+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Ahchoo! Cough cough...&lt;br /&gt;Eh...*sniff sniff* I'm sick. I got a common cold or something. I must be allergic to something. Maybe it's because of my little sister which I &lt;strong&gt;do not &lt;/strong&gt;adore, I think. Hehe. Well, I got 2 hours to nap, which is kind of a miracle since I don't nap much. I stayed home, I was bored, and that's that. The most exciting thing that happend to me today is I almost got better from my cold. Ahh bite me. I know it's not exciting. Okay, I got to go. Sleep or something. Or just hang around doin' nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Ah &lt;strong&gt;bite me &lt;/strong&gt;again. Right until you see the bones. Which doesn't take so long since I'm so skinny. Skinny as in I'm only &lt;strong&gt;31 &lt;/strong&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;32&lt;/strong&gt; kg. Whatever as I always say. So long. Adios. Arrivederci. Zai jian. Bye bye. Buh-bye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AYE CURRAMBA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Do you think that is a good sign off? Cuz I really like that. Okay, buh-bye for sure now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesireebob!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come back later now, you here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TTFN, Ta Ta For Now!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kids have some fun and be back by 9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109585407373636084?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109585407373636084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109585407373636084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109585407373636084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109585407373636084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109576886001318614</id><published>2004-09-21T18:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T19:22:40.376+07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMEWORK</title><content type='html'>Argh, I'm doing my homework now. And it's so boring. Atleast I have something to do. Right? Well, I'm better off doing other stuff like talking to my friends or something. But nooo, I have to do homework. Why did homework have to exist anyway? What's the use? The more I study, the more I learn, then I forget it, then I don't know it anymore. Ugh. Anyway, I need to finish it all up by tommorrow. My mom's looking. So DUCK!!! Hehe. Anyways, see ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109576886001318614?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109576886001318614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109576886001318614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109576886001318614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109576886001318614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/homework.html' title='HOMEWORK'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109564610883968812</id><published>2004-09-20T09:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T09:08:28.840+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Booooooooooring!!!</title><content type='html'>Booooring!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'm doing this so early and not in school now, is because right now, its a national holiday since Indonesia is now voting for it's king, I mean president. SBY versus Megawati. And I'm stuck here bored. Bored to death. The only thing I'm going to do today is go to the mall and buy myself a new bag for school, some empty CDs and yada yada yada.  Oh, and I just did my chores. Chores. That's something I don't do everyday. Eh, since I'm in Indonesia and all, I better do it. And as a pre-teen, should I be learning physics now? I thought I'm supposed to learn that in high school, since I'm in my first year of junior high. Yep, this world is getting stranger by the minute. I wonder, how are my friends in Hong Kong? Why won't they reply to my letters? Is that because the Indonesian post office are holding my letters hostage? Hehe, just kidding about the hostage thing. I'm just soooo bored out of my huge brain. I'm a straight A student. I need to learn about something interesting or socialize in some way. I can't be cooped up in the same old house with the same old 4 walls for the whole month. I'm a free creature, that likes to socialize and tell ghost stories. Oh, and gossip too, hehe. Have you heard? Britney finally got married. For the second time. On September 19, 2004. With her back-up dancer slash fiance Kevin Federline. I wonder how long this will last. I hope it will last longer than that 55 hour long marriange with that Jason Alexander guy. Wait a minute, why do I care? I'm an Avril Lavigne fan. Oh, now I get it. I was a &lt;strong&gt;former&lt;/strong&gt; fan of Britney. I would have still been a fan of hers if she didn't kiss Madonna and act so kinky or something like that. Okay, for some &lt;strong&gt;Avril Lavigne &lt;/strong&gt;news... err, hang on, there isn't any latest news. She's as clean as a whistle. She ain't weird. She's just being her true old self. Which reminds me, I hope she makes a video of the song "He Wasn't" cuz it's me and my friend Jesseca's most &lt;strong&gt;fave &lt;/strong&gt;song by her. Actually, most fave song on the Under My Skin album. But hey, who cares? She rocks and you know it. Back to the news. YES SHE'S MAKING ANOTHER VIDEO!! But it's going to be the Nobody's Home song. And she's gonna act in that. Cool I hope it comes out now. Gotta take a shower. I'm so sticky the keyboard is nearly stuck to my arms. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109564610883968812?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109564610883968812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109564610883968812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109564610883968812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109564610883968812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/booooooooooring.html' title='Booooooooooring!!!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109559525516499343</id><published>2004-09-19T18:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T19:00:55.163+07:00</updated><title type='text'>PoEmS a&amp;n&amp;d dOoDlEs</title><content type='html'>I made loads of poems and doodled loads of things, do you think I should post them here? Tell meeeeeeeeeeee!!! Okay, I've grown desperate. Possibly because my computer is sooooo slow.&lt;br /&gt;*Calls exorcist*&lt;br /&gt;YOU EVIL DEVIL GET AWAY FROM MY INNOCENT COMPUTER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Evil virus thing leaves*&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh.... which reminds me, this blog is 2 days old!!! Happy 2nd day b-day!!! Hehe, just fooling around. You know why? I'm bored to death. I just left from Hong Kong to Indonesia and now, tomorrow is a holiday  from school in here. I  know its a big woohoo, but I have nothing to do and all my stuff is still in Hong Kong, with my Dad. Why did we have to move back to Indonesia??? When will my Dad come home??? When will my annoying sister stop bothering me (yes, I HAVE a sister)??? Wow, I feel like this is all one big TV show. Which reminds me, when will physics and chemistry be important in being a lawyer???? Who knows, tune in next week, for more on "My Life", at 5 PM WIB...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109559525516499343?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109559525516499343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109559525516499343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109559525516499343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109559525516499343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/poems-and-doodles.html' title='PoEmS a&amp;n&amp;d dOoDlEs'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109558088974556278</id><published>2004-09-19T14:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T19:03:15.606+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Data</title><content type='html'>name: tasha&lt;br /&gt;age: unknown *alien music plays in background*&lt;br /&gt;from: planet og&lt;br /&gt;b-day: dec 17&lt;br /&gt;gender: girl&lt;br /&gt;likes: rupert grint, r/h and d/h fanfics, writing poems, doodling&lt;br /&gt;hates: school, daniel radcliffe, h/hr shippers, coloring&lt;br /&gt;fave school subject: art and PE&lt;br /&gt;dissed school subject: chemistry and physics&lt;br /&gt;future job: fashion designer and lawyer&lt;br /&gt;wants to: make own magazine with pals&lt;br /&gt;message to all: show me the ways of the og!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109558088974556278?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109558088974556278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109558088974556278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109558088974556278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109558088974556278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/data.html' title='Data'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109548909428890992</id><published>2004-09-18T13:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T13:31:34.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okies!</title><content type='html'>How do you guys like my layout? Cool huh? Anyway, I'll be making a chatroom here soon. See you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109548909428890992?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109548909428890992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109548909428890992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109548909428890992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109548909428890992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/okies.html' title='Okies!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</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-8371346.post-109547002770271123</id><published>2004-09-18T08:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T08:13:47.703+07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!</title><content type='html'>This is my first entry of my new blog. BTW, my name is Tash and I live in Indonesia. More soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371346-109547002770271123?l=lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/feeds/109547002770271123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371346&amp;postID=109547002770271123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109547002770271123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371346/posts/default/109547002770271123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilwitchgurl.blogspot.com/2004/09/yay.html' title='yay!'/><author><name>Tasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14868769439176968049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
