<?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-7041018157600366405</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:07:30.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charly!</title><subtitle type='html'>Just an ordinary girl
i love twilight
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and shades are my love</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-9002812829813607340</id><published>2009-10-18T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T06:35:44.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTIFICATION</title><content type='html'>Moved to live journal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-9002812829813607340?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/9002812829813607340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=9002812829813607340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/9002812829813607340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/9002812829813607340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/10/notification.html' title='NOTIFICATION'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-8354991045012769241</id><published>2009-09-23T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T06:05:22.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im lost in your eyes</title><content type='html'>i love Stalin. thanks to him, i got good marks for my SEQ. i hate Hilter, thanks to him, i got zlich for my SBQ. The unfairness of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, prelim results= :( and it turns out im doing better in subjects i didn't study for. Might as well not study anymore. Hah. Anyway, im addicted to the song Crazier, check out the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor Swift - Crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I never gone with the wind&lt;br /&gt;Just let it flow&lt;br /&gt;let it take me where it wants to go’till you open the door there’s so much more&lt;br /&gt;i’ve never seen it beforei was trying to fly&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn’t find wings&lt;br /&gt;but you came along and you changed everything&lt;br /&gt;you lift my feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;you spin me around&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;feels like i’m falling&lt;br /&gt;and i,&lt;br /&gt;i’m lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;i watched from a distance as you made life your own&lt;br /&gt;every sky was your own kind of blue&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to know how that would feel&lt;br /&gt;and you made it so real&lt;br /&gt;you showed me something that i couldn’t see&lt;br /&gt;you opened my eyes and you made me believe&lt;br /&gt;you lift my feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;you spin me aroundyou make me crazier crazierf&lt;br /&gt;eels like i’m falling&lt;br /&gt;and i, i’m lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;Baby you showed me what living is for&lt;br /&gt;i don’t want to hide anymore&lt;br /&gt;you lift my feet off the ground you spin me around&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;feels like i’m falling&lt;br /&gt;and i’m lost in your eyesyou make me crazier crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;crazier craizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously speaking, you people don't know two cents about anything. How dumb do you think we are? Your "story" has been seen through, statellites don't break down, only brains. Just admit that you didn't think about us or that you didn't bother to tell us. i don't really blame other tinies i blame the "biggies", you should have the common sense to do so. It HAS been going on for years, its not like a once in a blue moon kind-of-thing. You may find us unreasonable but try putting yourself in our shoes, it has that WTF kind of feeling. Im not the only one feeling it okay? In fact its all of us. You have no idea how many hearts you broken, think you're that good huh? Re-think that. You have no idea the words that goes about your reputation, its the worse so far. So a piece of advice for you, stop it with the high and mighty act, its pissing people off. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: If you feel that the above description fits you, then im so sorry you see yourself in that light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-8354991045012769241?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/8354991045012769241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=8354991045012769241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/8354991045012769241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/8354991045012769241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-lost-in-your-eyes.html' title='Im lost in your eyes'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-3803171673777257281</id><published>2009-09-21T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:16:45.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a vampire diaries addict</title><content type='html'>Hey people. Im so sorry i haven't blog in a long time. i would love to say its because of me studying hard for o levels blah blah blah but its really because im too lazy even to turn on the damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT thanks to the vampire diaries i just did. its the hottest show ever, i love it. You guys should really watch it. ITS AMAZING! Stefan is so charming and im so happy that he kissed elena! :D&lt;br /&gt;but i can't believe people are saying she should be with Damen. Yeah, the guy is hot but hello, he's evil? He only wants her for revenge and her blood. Okay, i think the whole episode is fully loaded now. TTFN, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-3803171673777257281?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/3803171673777257281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=3803171673777257281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/3803171673777257281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/3803171673777257281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/09/confessions-of-vampire-diaries-addict.html' title='Confessions of a vampire diaries addict'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-5052345159715524097</id><published>2009-09-04T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T02:45:52.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Through yourself you'll find peace</title><content type='html'>this moody girl here spend the whole night thinking what it was like to have a dad. Honestly, what is it like? i doubt i have ever been happy with my current family, not that i'll be any happier if my dad comes back. so, i made a vow last night! i swear that if i ever start a family, i'll make it a happy one. Then, i'll be so  so so happy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stumbled on to your blog, okay i went to read it. Excuse me for being nosey. i thought there would be something you know, worthwhile to read but i just found myself turning in disgust. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was right about you, i just never notice it before. In fact, i have high doubts that what you're saying is true. i just can't be bothered anymore im offically in &lt;em&gt;AAA&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you just love it when exam questions go your way? i know i do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-5052345159715524097?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/5052345159715524097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=5052345159715524097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/5052345159715524097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/5052345159715524097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/09/through-yourself-youll-find-peace.html' title='Through yourself you&apos;ll find peace'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-7731484470423461801</id><published>2009-08-28T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T02:17:09.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clever Comebacks to Catcalls</title><content type='html'>Situation: You are walking down the hall, and someone tells you he's so ready for that jelly. Or you're strolling down the street and some construction worker on his lunch break says, "Come on, baby, lemme see you smile." What can you answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Join the twenty-first century.&lt;br /&gt;2. Try to imagine how little I care.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you had your brain checked? I think the warranty has run out.&lt;br /&gt;4. I can't get angry at you today. It's Be Kind to Animals Week.&lt;br /&gt;5. Didn't I dissect you in Biology class?&lt;br /&gt;6. Did you take your medication today?&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll try smiling-if you try being smarter.&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm curious, did your mother raise all of her children to be sexists, or did she single you out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some extras, for specific situations:&lt;br /&gt;If he says, "If I could see you naked, I'd die happy," then you say, "If I could see you naked, I'd die laughing. "&lt;br /&gt;And if he says, "Hey, baby, what's your sign?" answer, "Do not enter"&lt;br /&gt;And if he calls down the street as you ignore him, "Hey, baby, don't be rude!" reply, "Im not being rude. You're just insignificant."&lt;br /&gt;And if he says, "Can I see you sometime?" say, "How about never? Is never good for you?"&lt;br /&gt;Or if you had a bad date and you wanna shake the guy off say, "I've had a perfectly wonderful evening. But this wasn't it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-totally lifted from The Boy Book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-7731484470423461801?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/7731484470423461801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=7731484470423461801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/7731484470423461801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/7731484470423461801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/08/clever-comebacks-to-catcalls.html' title='Clever Comebacks to Catcalls'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-8482590275560223853</id><published>2009-08-16T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:28:06.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Predict my future</title><content type='html'>im finding it harder and harder to trust people nowadays. Its like, when i trust someone, she/he does things that make me lose my trust for them and when im begining to trust or love someone, i realise that i shouldn't trust him/her at all. i should really just keep things to myself huh? cos its not safe to tell it to others. they may laugh or smile or even give you advice but what they're really thinking says otherwise. Maybe i should be a hypocrite too huh? its seems easier right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention i played tarot cards yesterday? it was bloody brillant. i asked a question and three cards came out. it answered my question and put my mind at ease. Just when it was my turn to ask another question, the markings we placed on the candles started to burn and someone suggested that the sprits were pissed or something so we had to end the game but it was alright i guess, i got my favourite card-the sun again. :) keep shining on me will ya? don't let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To leona: You are damn right those muffins were hard to make! took me 4hours to do so! hehehe! happy birthday babe! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o and one more thing, i went to the da vinci exhibition yesterday, let me tell you this: i don't find it inspiring at all. Why? Cos i was looking at photocopied art. Wait, i couldn't even see! its was damn crowded-i was in the line to buy the tickets for 1hr 30mins, i was in line to get in to the exhibition for an hour, i was even in line to look at the photocopys and read the history of it. Really, it was fustrating. Science centre was way better. Trust me. Okay, i got to go and study now. Have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Science centre and eXplorer kid are my favourite places now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-8482590275560223853?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/8482590275560223853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=8482590275560223853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/8482590275560223853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/8482590275560223853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/08/predict-my-future.html' title='Predict my future'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-3727736699452207529</id><published>2009-08-06T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:04:36.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gossip circle</title><content type='html'>My friends have the biggest mouth ever, is it so hard for you guys to keep a secret? (apart from Le) seriously? And you guys don't even get your facts straight. So every guy im good with is my crush? Might as well say that im Rile's wife or something. Crazy crazy crazy. Insane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-3727736699452207529?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/3727736699452207529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=3727736699452207529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/3727736699452207529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/3727736699452207529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/08/gossip-circle.html' title='Gossip circle'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-7488274988224993527</id><published>2009-08-02T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:24:17.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Currently, i should be practicing my maths due to the test tomorrow but i really need a break. So i'll just blog for a little while then i get back on to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was awesome fun. Alexsis and i(well, mostly me) laid in bed and watched Wild Child. i tell you, Freddie is so amazingly hot! Emma Roberts is one hell of a lucky girl. After that, we watched Charms. I love the relationship between Leo and Piper. So sad. So forbidden. So perfect. I wanna date an angel too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365261549500540338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/SnU88_EKpbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/oYugLawwJ-M/s320/60232948-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i so want this dress for gala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365261844463684258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/SnU9OJ43CqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/In5kHNsfD0c/s320/62107189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;its so pretty. Don't cha love the pattern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365262076632579730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/SnU9bqyPPpI/AAAAAAAAAHw/iNQG9vRmBKs/s320/63564631-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;me like.love.adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365262357797031970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/SnU9sCNEUCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ERNyRprLn9U/s320/63584755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;aww...so sweet. i like the cutting and the embroidery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365262943985441458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/SnU-OJ7RmrI/AAAAAAAAAIA/n9J-Irjs7Fo/s320/65250016-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i know where all my allowance will go to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You. &lt;/strong&gt;let's just forget it. i so can't be bothered anymore. if you want to, im perfectly fine. don't want to, just say it. im sick of dangling. sick i tell you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-7488274988224993527?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/7488274988224993527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=7488274988224993527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/7488274988224993527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/7488274988224993527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/08/perfect-stranger.html' title='Perfect stranger'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/SnU88_EKpbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/oYugLawwJ-M/s72-c/60232948-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-3937076251535112308</id><published>2009-07-28T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T03:21:55.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>double vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i need glasses! im suffering from blur and double vision on my left eye! Only my left eye! My right eye is still crystal clear! Crazy rite? Do they still make those kind of one eye glasses like they did in the earlier decades??? o man. i really don't wanna wear glasses. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is like topsy turvy. Crazy. Mental. Jew was mental too. He was already irritated during class so i was asking kai ping if i should ask him for permission to go toliet. i had a full bladder ready to burst. okay, maybe too much info but you get the picture. in those few short minutes i was asking her, Jew went bonkers i swear! and he started scolding kai ping! It was a humiliation scolding, treating her like a scab. If it wasn't Jew, i would have told him off like Cohen. But it was Jew. He scared the pee back into me! i must be mental if i ask him for permission to the toliet now. Fuck. Didn't see the need to treat us like pin cushions to vent your irritation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why can't teachers be more like Evan? then i won't hesitate to go to the toliet and none of this could have happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GUILT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if it happened, Jew should have scolded me, not Kai Ping. i was the one that started the conversation. JERK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363451830595850386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sm7PBeyVkJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tcDptJNm7rE/s200/image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; See that? its not Changi Airport. Its a theme park. Hundred of stories of the ground. If the machines go haywire you'll really be dead! Like Final Destination 4. Still wanna the ride of your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363452519039973394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sm7PpjcNOBI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rYWruISKFzo/s200/image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is one of the rides. You just sit there, see how high you are, and scream, scream, scream. Its hanging 30' down by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sm7QMGNFnvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/W3SQIKpBB-U/s1600-h/image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363453112487354098" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sm7QMGNFnvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/W3SQIKpBB-U/s200/image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;See? Heartstopping. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363453465057613506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sm7QgnoY1sI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Nukro3uQhOg/s200/image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another mental ride. You are hanged at 70' facing down and then swirled around at a high speed! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363453891557263618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sm7Q5cd1CQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Fbco50gPWB0/s200/image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look. There is nothing infront to support you. Just safety belts and thingys that block your legs from hanging out. SCARY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-3937076251535112308?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/3937076251535112308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=3937076251535112308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/3937076251535112308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/3937076251535112308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/07/double-vision.html' title='double vision'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sm7PBeyVkJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tcDptJNm7rE/s72-c/image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-1372105681434695928</id><published>2009-07-21T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T03:43:41.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU SPOILT MY WHOLE DARN BLOODY DAY TODAY! CONGRATES! YOU SHOULD FEEL REAL PROUD OF YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposingly having the best day of my whole school year. For once, i could legally skip classes. For once, things got better. for once, i was almost truly happy. but you just had to spoil my day huh? my best day became the worst day of my life. Thank you. Wanna prize? its called my heart. im gonna say i still do treasure you but im really pissed. i keep re-reading and re-reading the first text you sent me. The more i feel mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna blog about the good things now. i laughed alot. i smiled to myself alot. but not in a crazy way. i have a final question now, if you feel like yr losing people, why let them go in the first place. you should hold on to the final string. never letting go rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-don't let go then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-1372105681434695928?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/1372105681434695928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=1372105681434695928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/1372105681434695928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/1372105681434695928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-spoilt-my-whole-darn-bloody-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-7644068483146412317</id><published>2009-07-17T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T02:00:35.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>clouds go by but i'll linger on</title><content type='html'>YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brighten my day just by looking at me. that's because im one heck of an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played tennis in PE today which, was exactly what i was hoping for. Is it even possible to like a sport you totally suck at??? im really one hell of an idiot. Plus, i had a brillant tannis partner name zahirah. who gave me excellent serves which i missed, and the balls rolled to the cars, where they got lost. Don't tell Mr Raihan he lost 2 balls. i managed to psycho him to thinking that he only took out 12balls instead of 14. SO DON' TELL! So yea, i even missed balls that we practically in front of me and when people passed me the ball, i managed to use my brillant skills of catching to make the ball hit my head. Twice. So embarrassing. Lucky the love of my life wasn't near me.He's a thousand miles away. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to thank dear Joe. Im so sorry you broke your collar bone! Must have been bloody painful. Stay off the booze next time alright? and thanks for mailing me every article concerning Draco malfoy. You're awesome, i swear. If you won't in England, i would be crazy over you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-7644068483146412317?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/7644068483146412317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=7644068483146412317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/7644068483146412317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/7644068483146412317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/07/clouds-go-by-but-ill-linger-on.html' title='clouds go by but i&apos;ll linger on'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-8445552398609424066</id><published>2009-07-16T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T02:35:49.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hang on</title><content type='html'>hang on tight for the storm girl. you can run but you can't hide. death will creep up and put his arms around your shoulders like you're his bestfriend, of course when he does, you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever like someone so hard that you can't shake it off no matter what you do? Oh, forget it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been waking up late thanks to late nights of reading Harry Potter. Unfortunate me. I've decided not to go to Capel anymore. No, they didn't reject me, but im pretty sure they will once they see my maths results, i can almost imagine what the board of directors would say, "Bloody hell, this girl ain't much of an einstein act ain't she? Just look at her maths, its atrocious!" so yea, no Capel. Goodbye, fly away sweet little dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow is going to be BRUTAL. Honestly, are teachers out to get us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco Malfoy. Awesome. Hot. Drop dead gorgeous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-8445552398609424066?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/8445552398609424066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=8445552398609424066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/8445552398609424066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/8445552398609424066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/07/hang-on.html' title='hang on'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-1794931069262840280</id><published>2009-07-15T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:39:48.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Criminal minds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sl2wDKSEfCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tJCP_na36jE/s1600-h/300px-Draco_Malfoy_mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358632699987000354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sl2wDKSEfCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tJCP_na36jE/s200/300px-Draco_Malfoy_mirror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sl2vmNjai4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BoBYhJUcSIY/s1600-h/250px-Draco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358632202648849282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sl2vmNjai4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BoBYhJUcSIY/s200/250px-Draco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Okay, i won't talk about the movie much. Except Draco Malfoy is the bomb! he wins hands down in acting. He's more of a bomb than the three leads. Well, to me he is. He's so good looking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a knife so that i can crave out my heart and place it in a box just like the flying dutch man. then, i won't be able to feel. it'll make my life so much easier. School was alright. Chem was bad though, i spilled solution X on my skirt. i don't even know what it is. maybe tommorrow there will be a hole in my skirt! just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the heart theory. i like laughing. i really do. but there's something weighing my heart down so i can't laugh fully. i need that feeling gone. should i just forget about you? or fight? so hard. mybrains hurts thinking about it. but not as much as my heart aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i go for the gala??? should i just cut my hair bob??? REPLY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-1794931069262840280?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/1794931069262840280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=1794931069262840280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/1794931069262840280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/1794931069262840280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/07/criminal-minds.html' title='Criminal minds'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sl2wDKSEfCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tJCP_na36jE/s72-c/300px-Draco_Malfoy_mirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-5166398987311309121</id><published>2009-07-13T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T02:01:22.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; i love him so</title><content type='html'>Where do you run to, when home isn't safe anymore?&lt;br /&gt;How can you breathe, knowing that your days are numbered?&lt;br /&gt;How can you hide, when you're already captured?&lt;br /&gt;Been waking up in cold sweat, heavy panting and tears throughout the endless nights. Haunted by nightmares. Nightmares i never ever want to come true even though there is a high chance it will. Tears won't save me, fighting for my life won't do too. Might as well end it before "it" gets the chance. What happened to those good dreams??? i wish i understood. it used to be so nice, it used to be so good. when i close my eyes, i can vaguely remember the scent the feelings. But they've all abandoned me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention i wore two left sides of a shoe today to school? Talk about two left feets. Well, i was really in a rush today and i wore it before examining it. Damn it. Nothing can hide my shame. Okay, i have to go now. Must get ready for Harry Potter and the Half blood Prince movie premiere. im watching it 3 days in advance. Jealous??? No need to be, its just three days. im so so so excited! Credits goes to Caydel. Now where did i put that shirt....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-5166398987311309121?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/5166398987311309121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=5166398987311309121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/5166398987311309121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/5166398987311309121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-him-so.html' title='&amp; i love him so'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-829392871041775818</id><published>2009-07-05T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T05:45:03.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:( all the way</title><content type='html'>I solemnly vow to come home straight after school.&lt;br /&gt;I solemnly vow not have a social life after school until the O-levels are over.&lt;br /&gt;I solemnly vow to love maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so useless in maths. i hate me. i hate my fucking tiny brain. Why can't i have brains like Kai Zhi or Fiona? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck in every language known to men! i can't go anywhere if i fail maths! shit. (Sob sob) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photoshoot with takashi toba from Future stage. At least i can be some dumb model. Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-829392871041775818?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/829392871041775818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=829392871041775818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/829392871041775818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/829392871041775818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-way.html' title=':( all the way'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-8766562987880191092</id><published>2009-07-02T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:57:10.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold</title><content type='html'>its on days like this that i feel like crying. its as though there's a heavy lump in my heart. its not as if anything bad happened today. but what really bugs me was the nightmare i had last night. Simply terrifying. i think my sadness has something to do with the rain too. sun makes me happy and rain makes me all gloomy. i like the smell of the rain though, its so, so calming. but the storm comes straight after. i like getting caught in the rain too. im weird. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't cha see what ya doing to me??? you're driving me insane, over the edge. i feel like blinding myself so i don't have to look at your heartstopping smile. Jerk. That's what all Ds are. i need something to cheer me up, the history and english assignment spread on my bed are not goodie cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda looking forward to dinner tonight, leftovers sushi and miso soup. Yum yum. My house is food deprive. No instant snacks, no snacks, no ingredients to make snacks that are fattening and full of the oily goodness. Those are stuff that can cheer me up and what do i have? Apples, grapefruits, strawberries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really ought to stop praying and betting on what could not happen. but like they said follow yr heart not yr brains. Well, i wish i didn't have one. Cos that means i will still continue to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(serve you right, bitch)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-8766562987880191092?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/8766562987880191092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=8766562987880191092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/8766562987880191092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/8766562987880191092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/07/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-5027552171564252688</id><published>2009-06-29T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T03:19:06.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, honey</title><content type='html'>how he thrills me. uh huh. honey honey.&lt;br /&gt;Honey honey, touch me baby. uh huh. honey honey.&lt;br /&gt;i heard about you before, i wanted to know somemore.&lt;br /&gt;And now i can finally see you're a love machine.&lt;br /&gt;O you drive me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ABBA. they rock! Going back to the first day of school. Oh my gosh, it looks like some kind of jail. Horrible. Yuck. Its another lucky day! :D I went to photocopy mark's maths holiday assignment and its 58 pages! the lady said one paper is 20 cents cos its double page and the total sum i should pay is $11. But i got charged only $6.20! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ended up owning ashley $32 just because of a pretty vintage sweater and bag. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;All guys whose name start with D. Stay away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR LE:&lt;br /&gt;Girl, where were you??? u were MIA during recess. Hrmph. Ain't talking to you! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-5027552171564252688?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/5027552171564252688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=5027552171564252688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/5027552171564252688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/5027552171564252688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/06/honey-honey.html' title='Honey, honey'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-465945381007050430</id><published>2009-06-27T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:18:54.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/SkcLHbUC_FI/AAAAAAAAAGY/TubMRS-JhwU/s1600-h/FP1852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352258904371952722" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/SkcLHbUC_FI/AAAAAAAAAGY/TubMRS-JhwU/s400/FP1852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;im lucky you noe??? honestly i am. i have great friends like Le who's gonna ask her dreamy boyfriend if he has a brother and thanks to moi, Ashley found the perfect hat. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things just got WAY better after my bad day. You remember that time when Kat and i got free tickets to Night at the museum 2??? Know what's the best part??? When history repeats itself. I GOT TICKETS TO TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN YESTERDAY FOR FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! 3 whole tickets! i took my mum, my bro and of course Joan. The best part is that its a Vivo! With super comfy seats and free flow of popcorn and drinks. IM LUCKY! too lucky. :D The movie is AWESOME! Bumble Bee is my new favourite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a list of all the free movies i got this year:&lt;br /&gt;-X-men Origins: Wolverine&lt;br /&gt;-Night at the museum 2&lt;br /&gt;-Transformers: revenge of the fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not seem much but that's what i call lucky. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-465945381007050430?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/465945381007050430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=465945381007050430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/465945381007050430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/465945381007050430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/06/lucky.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/SkcLHbUC_FI/AAAAAAAAAGY/TubMRS-JhwU/s72-c/FP1852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-5980496130647360289</id><published>2009-06-24T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:42:15.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM YOURS</title><content type='html'>okay, the big four words on the top: don't sell your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The don't is the link for well, the posts.&lt;br /&gt;The sell is the link for the User info which you can totally skip cos you noe me.&lt;br /&gt;The your is the link for the tagboard. Say what you wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;The heart is the links for escapes and other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-5980496130647360289?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/5980496130647360289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=5980496130647360289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/5980496130647360289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/5980496130647360289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-yours.html' title='IM YOURS'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041018157600366405.post-8291744700835771296</id><published>2009-06-24T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:48:22.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW</title><content type='html'>There, i have to reset the whole blog just because of a skin that totally deleted it. Its a really bad day for me today, no need for elaborations. Its juat a bad day. i hope it pass. Fast. i broke Jo's pump im so dead! the needle snapped! im so so so so sorry!!!!!! Had a movie craze this week and asked ashley out but the cinema was full with transformers fans so we ended up at my place, watching ANOTHER CINDERELLA STORY. i swear. dance club ought to do more dances like that. a fusion of ballet and jazz. NO MORE HIP HOP! hahaha. maybe just a little. Sorry, got inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le, you know i'll always be there for you right??? Even if im in london when you are in need, i'll take a plane, my private jet, ship, swim or fly there for you! You can tell me anything girl, pour out all your problems to me. i'll help you through them. love you twinnie! O yea, who needs those "guys" we have each other to see the day through! we just need flame throwers! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041018157600366405-8291744700835771296?l=extensivelyclear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/feeds/8291744700835771296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041018157600366405&amp;postID=8291744700835771296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/8291744700835771296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041018157600366405/posts/default/8291744700835771296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://extensivelyclear.blogspot.com/2009/06/tell-me-something-i-dont-know.html' title='TELL ME SOMETHING I DON&apos;T KNOW'/><author><name>Charly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11319489348879368509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FzO2Qe9GqkQ/Sco90HJfEJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_CJvfRIAdeE/S220/heya4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
