<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155</id><updated>2009-12-22T20:43:23.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being grown up isn't HALF as fun as growing up</title><subtitle type='html'>cause i'm dancin' through life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>416</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-2257691400733356010</id><published>2009-12-07T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T09:38:49.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG I TOTALLY FORGOT THAT PEOPLE GIVE EACH OTHER PRESENTS ON CHRISTMAS.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg christmas shopping here we go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urgh but i hightly doubt ill be getting anything for christmas from MY friends. so. urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-2257691400733356010?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/2257691400733356010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=2257691400733356010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/2257691400733356010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/2257691400733356010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-i-totally-forgot-that-people-give.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-6536690859616820013</id><published>2009-12-06T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:14:41.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1,2,3 poor britney spears never got her pre baby body back ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rihanna is disgusting, she is really trying to test how little she can wear in her music videos before they get censored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;russian roulette - rihanna, CHECK OUT HOE LOW HER BRA IS IN THE FIRST SCENE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but hey sex sells, so obviously shes selling herself right? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of music videos, lady gaga is fashion avant grande queen. bad romance is really entertaining, but i think shes gone alittle past cool and into weird-ish, crazy, psycotic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love 2ne1's fashion stylist, so interesting to see their outfits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-6536690859616820013?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-2786039793271866846</id><published>2009-10-18T14:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T15:03:21.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alert: emopost.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel very broken and lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like i don't what i'm doing or what i should be doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've come to the point where i don't want to be recognized at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i see stares and whispers and everyone knows who i am by sight or name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not motivated to do anything anymore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've come in a full circle again from last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i change my hair drastically when something significant happens or whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last time this happened was when i went blonde, not when i went pink, pink was just cause i alrdy had blonde hair so why not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so. i'm gonna be unrecognisible, and i'm gonna lose tons of weight to achieve that, which shouldn't be too hard this term cause i'll hardly be eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going milktea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon la. when i have the money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-2786039793271866846?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/2786039793271866846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=2786039793271866846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/2786039793271866846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/2786039793271866846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/10/alert-emopost.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-4969005269289639517</id><published>2009-10-13T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:11:28.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, here i am in school, i don't think my teacher is too happy with me cause i didn't complete my work before coming to class which i now regret cause desmond is one of my fav teachers.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i don't think i would have been able to do it anyway cause like, i've been just so sick. i got the flu, cough, sore throat, phlegm the works, and period cramps and PMS which is just a beautiful combination to have together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- i'm really sorry jems that i totally blanked about yesterday and you know i would have loved to been able to make it but i really just got so buried in my work, + i didn't bring my phone which just was like the formula for confirm forgetting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh i lost my hellokitty wallet with the hellokitty ezlink card and money and my DBS card, pls i would give up all the money in the wallet if i could just get my wallet back, sarah bought it for me from rome leh, wah liew, it was real sanrio T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadded oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. i haven't been blogging cause as usual, i've been boothing, which i think is a very poor substitute for blogging, can't say much in a booth cause its quite public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hongkong was pretty fun, i MUST blog about it, iknow i said i would blog abou the bali trip but i didnt, but the HK i must!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay teacher is starting class again. ttyl xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-4969005269289639517?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-1560346449327067640</id><published>2009-09-21T15:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:32:09.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Srcr1pk4woI/AAAAAAAAAYE/TTUjKZFf6Yk/s1600-h/d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Srcr1pk4woI/AAAAAAAAAYE/TTUjKZFf6Yk/s400/d6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383820080238346882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my lord. someone i didnt know saw the vid of me singing with nicky, how absolutely embarrassing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhoo i KNOW i haven't been blogging but really nthing life changing has happened that i havent already raved and ranted to people alrdy. so. i dont need to vent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MIGHT BE THE BIGGEST HYPOCRITE IN THE WORLD AND GET A TWITTER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i still dailybooth! bite sized jade-ness everyday there (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh YEA. mini collection drawings are up. they're on my deviantART (can you imagine ive been up there for four effing years alrdy? zomg.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://jadexx.deviantart.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH AND I IS DESPERATE NEED TO CHANGE TEMPLATE. (dont worry max you don't have to do it, im thinking of drawing smth of my own)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-1560346449327067640?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/1560346449327067640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=1560346449327067640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/1560346449327067640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/1560346449327067640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-my-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Srcr1pk4woI/AAAAAAAAAYE/TTUjKZFf6Yk/s72-c/d6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-1222972527287499651</id><published>2009-09-14T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:30:30.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want someone who makes me feel the same way music makes me feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;warm&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;em&gt;fuzzy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music totally has the ability to change my mood, COMPLETELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i don't appear much of a music person (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-1222972527287499651?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/1222972527287499651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=1222972527287499651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/1222972527287499651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/1222972527287499651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-someone-who-makes-me-feel-same.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-4643351927739644455</id><published>2009-08-04T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:11:20.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SngyndFCLDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/1hDrkBAY2zI/s1600-h/4615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SngyndFCLDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/1hDrkBAY2zI/s400/4615.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SOOO the press photos are out for Miss Singapore Universe's (Rachel Kum) National Costume 2009, which is to be a giaant orchid. I think it looks fantastic! qing did one HELL of a job finishing that in 5 days, we thought we didn't have to make the gown see, so all of us were giggling about which poor soul/(s) had to sew on the sequins as we kept throwing them on, only to have it come back to us, well, one of us anyway, qing, who won the competition. i don't have any better photo cause this is all i could get from the net, my newspaper on that particular day seems to have a problem, i think 14pages of my Life! section never got printed 0_0 and  i don't think i can get qing to bluetooth me the photos cause shes using an iphone i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyhoots, qing dyed the fabric herself (IT TURNED OUT SOOOO NICELY) and basically the whole thing was just a flower (haha.) of her hard work. i don't think enough credit has been given to how hard it must have been to be juggling school and doing a gown (which no one told any of us we had to do) must have been. srsly had my dress been picked, i would have just complained all the way and made faces and die by the end of it, but qing was a real warrior about it zomg. i just can't get over the fact she only had $500 to make it, the chiffon that she originally wanted to use costs $75, which is obviously out of the question. aiyah im just damn in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard from joe that when they'd just finished the gown they had less than a meter of thread lol. luckyness, i wasn't able to see ms rachel kum walking around the dress in RL cause i was in class but from the pictures, she looks stunning in it. the petals around her head just look very very dramatic and i dont know how many times i've said this but the dyeing was in-cre-di-fucking-ble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just stop here, im beginning to rave and repeat myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway, maybe ill post the article about sketches of our dress another day, abit tired now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-4643351927739644455?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/4643351927739644455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=4643351927739644455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/4643351927739644455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/4643351927739644455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/08/sooo-press-photos-are-out-for-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SngyndFCLDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/1hDrkBAY2zI/s72-c/4615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-4899631784539592894</id><published>2009-07-31T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T02:02:19.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOTE: there is a post under this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically me singing and making alot of mistakes, one video of me swearing very violently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my singing went very off alot of times so turn your volume down lowlow. i'll admit i have not been singing at all, which explains the very violent octave changes and offtune-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i'm just making excuses for my bad singing. IDK LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first vid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2d237eb576f2e7a6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-4899631784539592894?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2d237eb576f2e7a6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a4f058d2e990e986&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/4899631784539592894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=4899631784539592894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/4899631784539592894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/4899631784539592894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/07/note-there-is-post-under-this-one.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-929401295486081930</id><published>2009-07-31T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:21:48.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, i went to visit nicky cause he has a broken foot because the idiot kicked a cupboard when he was angry with his sister. he is on crutches for 3 months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also today during my class today, i gashed my finger with a pin, my second finger on the right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: omg its fucking pain/irritating to type with a gashed finger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicky (incredulous): how dare you complain about typing with a gashed finger when i can't even fucking walk&lt;br /&gt;gashed finger&lt;br /&gt;typing&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;im so insensitive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicky appreciates the things much more now, like being able to put out a cigg with your right foot when you flick it to right. he had to cross his whole body to get his left foot to stub it out. he appreciates needing 2 feet to climb up and down stairs, and walking more than 3m without being out of breath from using crutches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i think crutch-ed people dont have to stub out cigs&lt;br /&gt;[ren] says: (12:18:52 AM)&lt;br /&gt;just throw on floor&lt;br /&gt;[ren] says: (12:18:55 AM)&lt;br /&gt;fuck the NEA&lt;br /&gt;[ren] says: (12:19:06 AM)&lt;br /&gt;they're not gonna fine a semi-cripple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-929401295486081930?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/929401295486081930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=929401295486081930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/929401295486081930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/929401295486081930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-i-went-to-visit-nicky-cause-he-has.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-2088142156151278059</id><published>2009-07-27T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T02:42:07.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who would have thought that &lt;i&gt;3 words, so simple, could be so flattering.&lt;/i&gt; its my first time its ever been said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i would have never expected it from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sorry i can't say i love you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-2088142156151278059?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/2088142156151278059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=2088142156151278059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/2088142156151278059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/2088142156151278059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-would-have-thought-that-3-words-so.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty 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href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/2632378196218505701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=2632378196218505701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/2632378196218505701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/2632378196218505701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-i-own-my-own-place-one-of-first.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-2198213543053607946</id><published>2009-07-13T11:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:38:57.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol okay i was just checking out the uploading picture function, i chose a random picture, happened to be keith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im sitting in school and absolutely dyyyying. Im sooo tired, and we are drafting mens wear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started watching gossip girl! So bimbotic, i know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-2198213543053607946?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/2198213543053607946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=2198213543053607946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/2198213543053607946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/2198213543053607946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol-okay-i-was-just-checking-out.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-7778229962790665938</id><published>2009-07-13T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:35:09.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SlqrHPZetKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vyAyEjrFoAY/s1600-h/09062009081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SlqrHPZetKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vyAyEjrFoAY/s400/09062009081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357782847591462050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay so im blooging for the first time via my phone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-7778229962790665938?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/7778229962790665938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=7778229962790665938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/7778229962790665938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/7778229962790665938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-so-im-blooging-for-first-time-via.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SlqrHPZetKI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vyAyEjrFoAY/s72-c/09062009081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-3521733888661453057</id><published>2009-07-07T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:04:32.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SlMMFJhJWwI/AAAAAAAAAXs/WaBIVmvMLiY/s1600-h/bikini.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355637664467475202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SlMMFJhJWwI/AAAAAAAAAXs/WaBIVmvMLiY/s400/bikini.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was doing this in class, was that bored. in paint, quite happy with it actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay im getting quite pissed off, i have people passing arnd my number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another guy just msged me in excellent english "Hi can i get to noe u as a frenz y u juz hang up like tis"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me "how did you get this number"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him "Em a little bird on the tree next to my house told me about a beautiful girl. So i called but she hung up.. Oh well"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk why i always kenna weird random fuck msges from random fuck guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah you can ask him who he is +65 82627962&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-3521733888661453057?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/3521733888661453057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=3521733888661453057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/3521733888661453057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/3521733888661453057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-doing-this-in-class-was-that.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SlMMFJhJWwI/AAAAAAAAAXs/WaBIVmvMLiY/s72-c/bikini.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-1100892677054914018</id><published>2009-07-04T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:31:42.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ni hao blogger dot com.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got itchy fingers so i started dying my hair again. hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know i'm horrible to my hair, if there was a law for it, i'd get the death penalty for the amount of abusing i've done to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, actually i wanted to start with the fringe, like just a teeeeeny bit just incase it turns are terrible, then i realised that would be the front of my face therefore, obviously stupid if i did it there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i took a lock from the base of my back neck and smothered it in bleach. if i can get it to christina's level of blonde-ness i'll try out the pink hair dye on it, if not then ill just leave it an ahlian gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanted to post of picture of christina, but apparently blogger is being stubborn, i dont know how xiaxue can post so many pictures in one entry, i just assume all the pictures are posted first in PROPER ORDER then the font goes in. or maybe im just some really major blogger noob. pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really have no effing clue what colour my hair is now, it looks green cause my bleach is purple, but i dont know how much longer i should wait for my platinum blonde. if it stayes on too long will my hair fall out? WHICH FYI, has actually alrdy happened to me when i was using home straightening, the reason why i'm trying for all this home stuff is cause i know it IS possible to get the same effect (with slighty more damage) from the home stuff as the salon stuff, but i also know its trial and error. so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i had the money to simply spurge on my hair every 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also really need a haircut (this i would never trust to anyone's hands other than a fairly good hairdresser) but i dont want my hair to be too short for my birthday, hello, 18 its like fucking massive yo' jus sayin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also really need to start gyming, i should put pictures of my arch enemy MEGAN FOX all over my room to motivate myself (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;70% diet 30% exercise. i'm working on the diet thing, i really am. (: i eat till im not hungry, not till i'm full. but this doesn't mean the ever so evil McDonald's cravings have died down. srsly i think they put some sort of addictive element in their food cause i can't seem to just kill the cravings, and its only quite recently that my cravings have gotten damn bad, maybe they have started putting drugs in their fries, burgers and cokes, thats why the price went up? (?) idk la i'm just sprouting nonsense and praying my hair doesn't fall off. i don't think i'm brave enough to go check out the colour. i'll post a picture is blogger allows me to. ttyl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-1100892677054914018?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/1100892677054914018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=1100892677054914018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/1100892677054914018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/1100892677054914018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/07/ni-hao-blogger-dot-com.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-4803748776585512988</id><published>2009-06-19T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T18:55:07.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im a happiness girl now hurhur. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i left the house with full blown make up with if you're intrested to see, is on http://dailybooth.com/princessquinton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYHOO, after many calls and recommendations i went down to simlim to search for my new bestfriend, Sims 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought it at $54 which isn't too bad, couldn't really ask for much less seeing how its only been out for like 2 weeks. i'm gonna make a family with me and this gorgeous sensitive guy as my&lt;s&gt;boyfriend&lt;/s&gt; husband, maybe i'll even make him younger than me HEEHEE, i get to pick all the traits and everything im so sexcited okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyhoo, im sitting in the corner of paragon starbucks all cosy with my laptop and my NEWWWW LAPTOP COOLER which is a FUCKING bargain can, only $15 which is totally WORTH IT. with my mouse and my adaptor which is CHARGING MY PHONE cause it was low on battery, im so happy that everything is so well planned and everything. i swear i could just live here now with my raspberry-blackcurrent-passionfruit-no-tea drink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooo my bargain and absolute happyness cost me a total of... 54+15 = 69! and plus my 5.50 drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;69+5.50= ... eh... calculator! 74.50 :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting for sarah nowwww and ebel if shes willing. sims is gonna take at least another 15 to load so urgh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay nvm jian yang is here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-4803748776585512988?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/4803748776585512988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=4803748776585512988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/4803748776585512988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/4803748776585512988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-happiness-girl-now-hurhur.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-3647453936242801433</id><published>2009-05-31T05:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:14:00.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not a charity case k thx.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a boy who would think i'm perfect and beautiful just the way i am, who would not say sorry unless he means it. who makes me happy, not by trying to please me, who would hold my hand even when i'm a bitch. and would love me even during summer time. who would make me laugh even by not saying anything at all, who would know what i want without being told, who would be there when i need him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a boy who i would adore even if i'm taller than him in heels. who would understand i have guyfriends. who wouldn't snap back if i pms, who would make me laugh even when i'm crying. who would walk with me in the rain just because i wanted to, who would notice little things like the colour of my nail polish that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a boy who would shop and not complain, who would just make me so happy i'd make everyone around me puke from just being arnd me and my happy aura. who would pick me up without needing to be asked. a boy who wouldn't need to ask me if i loved him because he would just be able to tell. a boy who has the emotional, physical and materialistic capability to make me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a boy who doesn't exist cause god didn't make anyone &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-3647453936242801433?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/3647453936242801433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=3647453936242801433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/3647453936242801433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/3647453936242801433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-not-charity-case-k-thx.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-8820310874247782148</id><published>2009-05-18T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:11:42.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/ShD6KmMgdlI/AAAAAAAAAXU/c9eMTXuPZmM/s1600-h/3378472576_20cbb78676.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/ShD5hav6PyI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UbjzhqJSxv8/s400/Photo+58.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337039910945308450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was moving to metro station's shake it. i look damn tarded but ITS OKAY CAUSE ITS MY BLOG AND I CAN DO ANYTHING WITH IT. heehee.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imskipping sch today. which is bad. but i rly dont feel like gg and cause i didnt do my homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gg out with sarah in about 2 hours. hoho but i know she'll be late so ill probably go over to hers and upload the photos from the last clubbing session onto facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am in love with an ex porn star (its so me i swear.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/ShD6KmMgdlI/AAAAAAAAAXU/c9eMTXuPZmM/s400/3378472576_20cbb78676.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337040618392680018" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/ShD5hav6PyI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UbjzhqJSxv8/s1600-h/Photo+58.jpg"&gt;s&lt;/a&gt;hes in this movie: cry baby, staring johnny depp back in 1990, it was a pretty bad film but omg. she was... stella. so prettttty.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she plays Wanda Woodward, her name is Traci Lords&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porn*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-8820310874247782148?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/8820310874247782148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=8820310874247782148' title='0 Comments'/><link 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-811472050636875899</id><published>2009-05-14T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:14:55.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello, am here to say that for once. i finished my homework before ONE. and this is because i went out yesterday, because i knew i was gonna go out to timbre with maxkeithwenlong and that today i had FULL DAY CLASS, i did the pouch for my fashioncommunicationsclass. we're doing the press release for a company, any company we want, so i choose hello kitty, duh. actually more like sanrio cause hello kitty isnt a company. so anyway i did the pouch last night, which took me forever tyvm. and it looks like this.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Sgr-qyqFtvI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4GY2bnsxEr4/s400/Photo+52.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335356719680042738" /&gt;ITS TOTALLY MADE BY ME, i put cotton into the bow and everything and painted on the face and hand sewed the bottom of it and cut the cardboard that keeps it straight and everything, im so proud of it. of course me being me, i smudged some BLACK acrylic paint at the back, but thats all cool. its at the back.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Sgr-rKznwFI/AAAAAAAAAW8/3jVi-UQu_TE/s400/Photo+48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335356726162473042" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Sgr-rZg8nRI/AAAAAAAAAXE/e-SXirVo3xM/s1600-h/Photo+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and this is the stuff that i did today that goes IN the pouch, TYTY quikz and zacc for sitting with me for the longest time at mcdonalds while i started on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Sgr-rZg8nRI/AAAAAAAAAXE/e-SXirVo3xM/s1600-h/Photo+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Sgr-rZg8nRI/AAAAAAAAAXE/e-SXirVo3xM/s400/Photo+51.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335356730110680338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is me, very satisfied because i finished my work for once, im so happy i finished my work, i actually camwhored with it. what does that say about me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-811472050636875899?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/811472050636875899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=811472050636875899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/811472050636875899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/811472050636875899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-am-here-to-say-that-for-once.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Sgr-qyqFtvI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4GY2bnsxEr4/s72-c/Photo+52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-3083455265778424498</id><published>2009-05-11T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:03:48.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SgfMje9JJoI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QoY7OI188XU/s1600-h/Photo+47.jpg'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i am again, in trouble for not doing homework which is fine cause its not a very strict teacher so.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm doing a menwear project so i actually have to draw men. which is WEIRD. my guys all end up looking really rambo or like girls &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so im researching guys clothes and stuff now. mmph. paul smith ftw. why do guys clothes look ALL THE SAME. WHYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway before going out to timber last night, i was watching a make up tutorial on youtube and decided to try it out, it was abit much for a simple outing for drinks with maxkeithwenlong but it turned out quite well i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SgfMje9JJoI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QoY7OI188XU/s400/Photo+47.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334457193620645506" /&gt;its inspired by i'm a slave for you, the video by britney spears. which i KNOW sounds damnnnn sluttay. but it looks pretty so there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to start sketching and doing fashion for fun again or i swear ill lose it. and lose all passion for it (which is alrdy half gone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so.. things to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finish that damn collection on lily allen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do hellokitty homework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buy paper that swee wants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;find stuff on guy fashion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finish Edmond's work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUY LINING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUY BUTTON&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tell all my friends how much i love them heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-3083455265778424498?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SgfMje9JJoI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QoY7OI188XU/s72-c/Photo+47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-8136537824000650020</id><published>2009-05-01T14:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:33:49.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i entered my blog today not actually having anything to say, which is sad, im supposed to do the whole, bali trip thing but im never home long enough, i think it would take a good 2 hours + which i dont mind.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i logged in without anything specific to say this post is probably gonna up as a things to do list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yashida's presentation due monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- do figure drawing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- finish ws drawing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- *** sorry i stopped here for a minute because my mom just started nagging, which just REALLY pissed me off and im willing to take her head off, she literally just got home and started complaining. stfu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-do files (cut and cover)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-cut title out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- do specifications for ws drawing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- do mood board&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- find acessories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- make muse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jeremy's presentation due wednesdays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maddie's assignment due 15th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohnoz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol my mom just came to nag at me again, about me sleeping with my laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mother is a person, who wouldn't believe a doctor(or anyone) if they said anything bad about herbalife, but would believe a fucking EMAIL (spam) if it said that my laptop would cause radiation and make me retarded while i sleep or something else as stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway for giggles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SfqWe0znU7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/YhTY3QnQWEc/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330738565261775794" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;felix and his passion pt1&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SfqWfOGdk4I/AAAAAAAAAWc/b8vkC8RwJds/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330738572051714946" /&gt;felix and his passion pt 2&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SfqWfXrZ0XI/AAAAAAAAAWk/or162l1p-vo/s400/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330738574622577010" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;felix and his hobby w. passion part 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope you can read it, i laughed for damn long about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh btw im on a hardcore day 2, not really working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yesterday i ate a really fatty (yumyum) duck rice, and then haagen daiz icecream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;urgh, so disgusted with myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-8136537824000650020?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/8136537824000650020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=8136537824000650020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/8136537824000650020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/8136537824000650020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-entered-my-blog-today-not-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/SfqWe0znU7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/YhTY3QnQWEc/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-4338594184033822446</id><published>2009-03-26T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:55:41.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/ScpgltYPIII/AAAAAAAAAWM/igGc7MSZ1qU/s1600-h/4430354604c474bf21b477d3185bdc37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/ScpgltYPIII/AAAAAAAAAWM/igGc7MSZ1qU/s320/4430354604c474bf21b477d3185bdc37.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317168511016968322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;modelish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will be my 401th post on this blog. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im so uninspired to blog because my blog time has gone into my daily booth time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i chionged 2 days with kara for project and still was slightly late wtfs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt sleep for 2 days and now finallyy have all the time to sleep but all i wanna do is club. and no one is clubbing tonight. its like anticlub night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday should be on now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im deciding what colour my lambo should be, i've narrowed it down to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blushpink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;orange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do YOU think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much going on in my life, i realised this as i wondered what i should talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, this sunday im gg to bali (ahhaha indon hater goes to bali) so i might get a tan T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im gg for 4-5 days so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes and im on my one week holiday, long overdue if you ask me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last but not least,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i so sorry i lost track of dates and time love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still, happy birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll make you a card!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-4338594184033822446?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/4338594184033822446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=4338594184033822446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/4338594184033822446'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>you dont have to care but i think some of this is true!&lt;br /&gt;its very vague but i think fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. &lt;strong&gt;When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. &lt;/strong&gt;The opposite sex finds this very attractive&lt;strong&gt;, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Education is very important in life.&lt;/strong&gt; You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. &lt;strong&gt;The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your &lt;em&gt;considerable excess energy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed.&lt;/strong&gt; Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. &lt;strong&gt;Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight is your style. You are not fussy about who you fall for, and often there seems to be no rational reason for you deciding to love someone, it just happens and you'll follow your heart. When you do fall for someone, you fall completely. Your love is somewhat child-like, or what people like to call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"puppy love".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; While following your heart is important, you should also remember to use your head occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always cheerful and charming. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never get too serious with people when they're around, but when you are alone, you think carefully about what they have said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That's because you don't want anyone to see you being too somber. Your personality means you have a lot of friends and you are often the center of attention. Many people who fall into this category become artists and movie stars, perhaps fame could be yours in the future as well.&lt;br /&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/9221155-7201069316798565524?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/7201069316798565524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=7201069316798565524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/7201069316798565524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/7201069316798565524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-dont-have-to-care-but-i-think-some.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-8116441561067925503</id><published>2009-03-04T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T15:31:50.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i just had a nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up late and didn't submit my homework or something as equally terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=phail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. how is my mom gonna pay for my retakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-8116441561067925503?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/8116441561067925503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=8116441561067925503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/8116441561067925503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/8116441561067925503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-i-just-had-nightmare-i-woke-up-late.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9221155.post-6209399331641415413</id><published>2009-03-03T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:18:52.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Sayt8hlAo9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/AK6IaEeYI_U/s1600-h/Picture+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Sayt8hlAo9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/AK6IaEeYI_U/s320/Picture+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308809316080329682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;feels brilliant to have an unexpected 4 day holiday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however i have still a hell amt of hwrk to do still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9221155-6209399331641415413?l=le-fauxpas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/feeds/6209399331641415413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9221155&amp;postID=6209399331641415413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/6209399331641415413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9221155/posts/default/6209399331641415413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://le-fauxpas.blogspot.com/2009/03/feels-brilliant-to-have-unexpected-4.html' title=''/><author><name>jade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07496430972646718817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01432365751562339215'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDpb5zZZ5Hg/Sayt8hlAo9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/AK6IaEeYI_U/s72-c/Picture+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>