<?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-9754018</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:34:55.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neveragain`</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-112453655759874037</id><published>2005-08-20T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T19:15:57.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mm yeah. friday was shopping in da cciiittyyy with me girllyss aby and hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. I DID NOT SPEND A SINGLE CENT EXCEPT ON GLORIA JEANS COFFEE! whoohoo. thank you very much. very VERY strong urge to spend but I resisted the oh so sweet temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well I felt good. saw jeff and the gang there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm lets see. saturday youth. awesome stuff. loved worship man. 3-man-band only and it was like one of the unbelievable times. man it was damn good. it was a bbq after all so I was starved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunnddayy.. gave kev his pressie. got him a berret courtesy of abigail ho min pei who went out to buy it for me cause I wasnt allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft. he loved it? haha cause ever since I wore my berret at the sleepover he was like omg NIC I WANT THAT HAT! haha funny. so yeah. anyway. some particular ppl didnt like it. but hey he does. not anymore I can do huh. went for lunch with ben ho and family. and yin, jo and ale ang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went to curtin university open house because they needed to see options and like stuff for next year cause their going to uni. man time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night. awesome stuff. I WAS ON BG VOCALS FOR YOUTH BAND. woots! ohyeah! haha I was soo excited. haha. cause I've only been vocals for like childrens church. for YOUTH! woots man. c'mon. yeah. owell. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was shoppingin carousel. got jacobs and rachel ho's pressie. bought a boob tube and halter from roads. seriously that shop is awesome. haha. and that shop in harbour town in the city that I dunno has some random name. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. yeah. was good. was soo tired. so we went to myers change rooms. and sat there. cause we wanted it to be quiet haha it was soo funny. yeah well. arent we weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm. haha anthony misses me! nah jkjk he just came back from dinner and he's like damn getting through dinner was tough. as a JOKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody knows who he likes eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha wink and nudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont let your imagination run wild anthony is no new guy whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only been about a month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you got me on my knees and I,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;proclaim,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all hail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heartbreaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-112453655759874037?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/112453655759874037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=112453655759874037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112453655759874037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112453655759874037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/08/mm-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-112382051296574647</id><published>2005-08-12T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T12:21:52.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyya.. its been a week and right now I'm in digitalll immagginnggg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday was.. adrenalin. and I didn't go hannah came over it was heaps fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday had work. cant rmb what I did I think I went to kenny's house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday. same old same old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borrring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this mosquito net thingy for my room. very cool.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the news monday night heh.. for singing. cause like the chorale the 12 of us went to sing for some memorial thingy during war or something. the minster and governor and people were there. pretty big shot. yeah all that shit about respect and stuff so funny. we had to be all prim and proper. ms tan was awesome we were like 10 mins away from the city and we were like aww ms tan can we stay in the city til lunch pleeeaaseee! of course she couldnt she could have gotten fired. but she let us walk around for like 25 mins. then we had to go back to school but me and hannah wagged english anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hannah came over wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday quarrelled with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to machi tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;machi is jap for city lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdo I'm a weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need new mascara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damned relief teachers. suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-112382051296574647?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/112382051296574647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=112382051296574647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112382051296574647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112382051296574647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/08/heyya.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-112321373258824181</id><published>2005-08-05T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T11:48:52.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a week since I've updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday - CHRISTMAS IN JULY!!!!!!!!!!!  AWESOME AWESOME. I was asked to carol, and abby and my bro and timmy loy. 4 of us youths and other campus (uni) peeps. yeahh. heaps funny. haha. we had to hold candles. there was the whole snow machine that was super noisy and we had to sing on top of that haha. well it was awesome stuff. me and hannah dressed up as a big pressie it was super fun. when we took off the cardbox thingo we were angellliiicc annngeeellllss!! we had halos and all! FUN FUN FUN! had games and carols and lotsa coolio stuff.!! awesome awesome night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday - the lau family moved out out out!!! HOW COOL?!?!???! I mean not that they moved out but like that I GOT MY OWN ROOM BACKKK! woooohooo. it's a very pink room if I may say so myself. we went out and got my furniture and stuff. it's awesome awesome. I'll take a pic one of these days and you can see. haha. it's not completely finished yet though. it looks kinda huge and empty cause it's only me left. but I LOVE IT! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday - shoppiiinnggg. 750 dollars gone. x( haha got new converse &lt;strong&gt;quickstart&lt;/strong&gt; woohoo. my sister got new shoes. I told her to get converse as well but she went fila. and my mum as well. bro got new jordans ltd edition. damned money waster. mm yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday - friday (now digital imaging) - school, again. lalala. we had confessions session super fun! abby eve me hannah jubs. us 5 peeps we confessed stuff haha. yeaa! right now I'm in digital imaging. I've done heapsa designing for fashion. I'm making a top since I've finished my skirt. yeahhh. hannah's coming over. cause we're not going to adrenalin/ x( I went last year but dunno was prettyyy weird. oh I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exo dance fest! tomorrow. mm dunno if I'm going. it's soughta part of my 'ministry commitment' pfft! so failure but the ministry is. suck anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this new girl and her name is astrid, everybody thinks she's soo pretty but she just looks like good. not like neda or any thing. and HOOD?! the new guy. everybodys like HE IS SOOO HOT (he's in year10) and he's just normal. pfft. these days everybodys taste is sooo bad. even in clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-112321373258824181?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/112321373258824181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=112321373258824181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112321373258824181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112321373258824181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-been-week-since-ive-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-112261238014079456</id><published>2005-07-29T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T12:46:20.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mm hello, agaiiinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday night was IRON CHEF THREE! awesome stuff!!! super fun, my group was - me, steph, phryne, new girl named vanessa (year 8), lydia (soughta new girl) ben lim!!!! &lt;3 hehe he's sooo cool and lloyd! he's aight now. and dexter. lol. mm ernnie was like leader whooohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome. we made the coolest coolest coolest! cake it was awesome awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. saturdayyy.  stayed at home? I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then school agaiinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft. didn't go wednesday. haha. whoopsie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late night shopping ytd. mm aight I didn't spend much. abby and me are making wishlist so here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicholette's current wishlist (all I can think of atm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) digital camera&lt;br /&gt;2) new mobile&lt;br /&gt;3) new shoes&lt;br /&gt;4) new bed sheets&lt;br /&gt;5) new furniture for room!!!&lt;br /&gt;6) upgrade laptop! URGENT&lt;br /&gt;7) top from roads!! black and the silver thingy.&lt;br /&gt;8) jacket from roads!!!!!! THE OH SO COOL ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;9) get a job&lt;br /&gt;10) allowance. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;11) tv den's beanbags.&lt;br /&gt;12) new slippers&lt;br /&gt;13) room decore&lt;br /&gt;14) new jumper&lt;br /&gt;15) roxy trucker cap!!!&lt;br /&gt;16) hair cut! PROPERLY&lt;br /&gt;17) eyebrow wax at Lush&lt;br /&gt;18) LAPTOPS IN BEDROOMS ALLOWED.&lt;br /&gt;19) new stereo (thanks mum)&lt;br /&gt;20) speakers&lt;br /&gt;21) new alarm clock lol&lt;br /&gt;22) MIRROR IN ROOM&lt;br /&gt;23) bathers!&lt;br /&gt;24) a bin in my room&lt;br /&gt;25) noticeboard! not the corky material ones.&lt;br /&gt;26) cd rack&lt;br /&gt;27) bedroom slippers&lt;br /&gt;28) new toesocks.&lt;br /&gt;29) earphones from crazy clarkes&lt;br /&gt;30) new denim skirts&lt;br /&gt;31) sunnies&lt;br /&gt;32) contacts&lt;br /&gt;33) sling bag&lt;br /&gt;34) lipgloss&lt;br /&gt;35) new eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;36) mascara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats all for now, gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss gan's like sooo annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-112261238014079456?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/112261238014079456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=112261238014079456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112261238014079456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112261238014079456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/07/mm-hello-agaiiinn.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-112200427472032358</id><published>2005-07-22T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T11:51:14.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>digital imaging agaiiinn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like yeah. today in english like got into trouble with hannah. ms frichot was like okay nicholette and hannah stay behind. PFFT. she's gonna call my parents I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who gives a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. like super boring now. pffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to do. okay I'm gonna con't my youthcamp update lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah during recess like I was standing with saf and caris and this teacher ms george was like (to saf): 'young lady do you know that you are at school and your make-up is not for school?' pfft it was just blue mascara!! loser. and caris got her earrings confiscated. pfft and ms george was like 'look at your friends they don't have make-up on.' lol haha natural make-up nicholette! like eyeliner and mascara, soo natural. she's blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye. gotta go miss gan is like pfft. bullshit-ing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-112200427472032358?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/112200427472032358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=112200427472032358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112200427472032358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112200427472032358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/07/digital-imaging-agaiiinn.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-112183974806372470</id><published>2005-07-20T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T11:43:22.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a week since I've last updated! mm yeahh. haven't been doing muchhh. yeahh. friday was sleepover at youth. hell funnn!! haha took lotsa pictures! x) oh yeah me and hannah and eve are making pressies for aby. we got this notebook that's plain and seethru cover. and we decor'd it with sequins that say abigail and shells we picked from the beach. how nice. haha. on saturday me and hannah went to bigW to like develop photos cuase we are making her this thing with all the pics we've got together it's quite touching actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. abbigaaaiilllsss bday ON SATURDAY! oh yeah wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHERIE AND CARRIE FOR 14TH and 19TH BECAUSE YOU GUYS ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. we went to sizzlers! very sassy! love sizzlers. mm yum! yeah it was so fun. went home and knocked out dead. pffft! will post pictures later on. mm yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.. church. lunch DIM SUM! with emz. haha ordered chicken feet =/ and then I was like OMG CHICKEN FEET PROPHECY right cause dave reardon speaker at camp was like you guys can hunt in packs at dimsum with chicken feet. omg. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm getting my new room done up soon x) very soon. next week in fact. wahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school started. pfft. new files and stuff so that I dont feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wagged 3 times this week already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah ookay. digital imaging now. bye x) update youth camp later. sorrehhh !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-112183974806372470?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/112183974806372470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=112183974806372470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112183974806372470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112183974806372470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-been-week-since-ive-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-112123478039491064</id><published>2005-07-13T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:50:07.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp's come and gone. post camp depression. annual event of the year, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even get used to the beds yet. x( pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of stuff has happened. like tuesday I think everybody came over. hannah did my nails. haha. yeah. bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french manicured nails. awesome stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. wednesday work, AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pff. I REALLY WANNA GET A JOB AT THE SUPERMARKET AT LEAST THEY PAY YOU ELEVEN AN HOUR! my mum said yes. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeh thursday they didn't come over. I can't remember. went shopping bought new tights. mm yea. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMP WAS AWESOME I WILL UPDATE AT HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday-monday afternoon was camp. awesome awesome update later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home. at like 2. showered. 2.30pm slept. til next morning. like 24 hours. haha. thennn.. went shopping. groceries. met aunty cindy and she was like ay nick-oh-let. wanna come bbq with my family? so DUH haha she's ariel's MUM means ariel's included in her family RIGHT! haha. ooookay! yeah bbq and stuff. then went over to ariels. slept over. rented videos and stayed up late watching. bride and prejudice, wimbledon, taxi, badboys2 etc. then we smuggled icecream. haha. thenn. went to sleep in ale's room.  of course cannot sleept in ariels room right, x( haha JOKE. yeah and amelia (older sis she's like 19) had a friend over aswell. ale's like 17 right. omg old people. haha. anyway we stayed up late talking about the recent stuff. ale has like a good view on lotsa stuff and she really helped me understand stuff better. she's awesome ay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha alvin bought like half her room. 'how to not like him you tell me nic?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyway yeah. great talk. woke up. ale cooked brekky. some egg thing and like they experimented stuff haha. everybody knows I'm not big on brekkys so I didn't eat much. and anyway. after that. mm not much la just bummed round. pfft. went to the shed with ariel. to SET UP DRUMS, what did you think. hah. he got new pro skins so yeah. haha. sat there just watching him play til it got dark. then he taught me a couple of beats. haha you know how it goes. arm goes round he's like talking and I'm like in heaven somewhere. then it gets a bit weird and he's like ahem so yeah wanna go in now. I didn't really and it was raining outside so I was like nah it's raining hard man. haha. hugged. and he goes damn nic I've missed hugging you in private like this. miss your hugs like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course nothing happens PFFTT! I was like damn the rain stopped and he was like yeah so lets go before it starts up again. damn. haha. had dinner. then the usual ang family quarrel over dinner. haha then everybody's in a bad mood. I just sit there smiling like I'm watching tv cause they are so entertaining. haha I feel sorry for ariel. he always gets it the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah went home after that. came home and talked on the phone with hannahbob. and we know whats abby pressie. like what we're gonna do haha. SUCK ABBY YOU'LL FIND OUT SATURDAY. awesome stuff yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. dad's in a like bad mood. will update camp stuff tmoz k?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-112123478039491064?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/112123478039491064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=112123478039491064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112123478039491064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112123478039491064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/07/camps-come-and-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-112048004653161548</id><published>2005-07-04T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T20:27:26.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey alls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS ARE HERE YEAH YEAH YEAH OH YEAH SCHOOLS OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh great! that's suuuperr long. pfft note my sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any the way. (singaporean ohyea kick ass you singlish thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah. pfft. shopping saturday. me abby hannah ems tim jacob ariel. ems tripped me and I fell like BOOM malu malu! in garbo shpping centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft. list of things I wasn't meant to get and I got anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) more lip gloss (lol) k mart, aw cheapo.&lt;br /&gt;2) french manicure kit (ON SALE OKAY! plus I shared with hannah) kmart, again. hah.&lt;br /&gt;3) new mirror thing from sports girl. me and hannah got the same ones again.&lt;br /&gt;4) new pink top. from cotton on. ON SALE TEN DOLLARS OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;5) smoothie from newzealands natural. nice okay. mango tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list of thing(s) I was meant to get and I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) food for camp yummm from action and coles I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expenditure = before - after&lt;br /&gt;$50 - $25 = $35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. haha. not that much la please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abby got new shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work today. bored. came home. bored. online. bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know those kinda days where everything sucks and you feel that the world is against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well it's another one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's pms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ABBY REMEMBER SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft, I suck, anyway ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S HARD JUST TO TALK TO YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-112048004653161548?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/112048004653161548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=112048004653161548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112048004653161548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112048004653161548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/07/hey-alls-holidays-are-here-yeah-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-112019172893709536</id><published>2005-07-01T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T12:22:08.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging from digital imaging now. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just like walked out pretending we had music. then hannah. then marisa (teh). it was like hell funny cause we had no money and nowhere to go. lol. and it was just like walking around finding somewhere to go. then like miss gan caught us twice and like she was like don't you guys have music what are you doing then we were like oh gotta find someone the teacher got us to find someone. haha the rest were all like nervous heh I was the like best liar. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like we're back and hannah doesn't wanna go to media so she's pretending to be karina who's in me and abby's digital imaging class and like she's hell dodgy haha. anyway she's right beside me so everybody say hi. (hiiiii) haha.  mmmmm yeah. marisa went back to her class. pfft sharne and kate g. were like waggers!! pffT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. theyre watching finding nemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr I hate xuxuger. (student teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean go learn some english..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&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/9754018-112019172893709536?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/112019172893709536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=112019172893709536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112019172893709536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/112019172893709536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/07/mm-blogging-from-digital-imaging-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111996512129947124</id><published>2005-06-28T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T21:25:21.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>evelyn is sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sick she has not been to school for 3 days and will not be for a while and cannot go to the social tomorrow night. well dammit why don't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only bought my ticket cause of evelyn and nowww how???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh eve get well tonight!! pleeassee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's impossible but still. I don't really wanna go, I never did actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to dearest amelia tan wei shan today, that girl has always been there to talk to! and so easy to talk to as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm I LOVE YOU REA WU! haha rhyymmeess, you're so gorgeous babe no worries about relationships and stuff hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's perfect even in her sleep,&lt;br /&gt;you watch her as she brings me down,&lt;br /&gt;she's in all glory of her goddestrie,&lt;br /&gt;she's in a world of her own,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stole your heart away from my hands,&lt;br /&gt;she captured your gaze from me,&lt;br /&gt;and she didn't even understand,&lt;br /&gt;this thing we shared, the special bond,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gave you anything you asked for,&lt;br /&gt;your slave, your desires satisfied,&lt;br /&gt;but you still felt this deep pulling,&lt;br /&gt;tugging emptiness deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what do you choose,&lt;br /&gt;love or sex,&lt;br /&gt;it's up to you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be here waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha that was a very random poem nic wrote when she was borrred.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111996512129947124?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111996512129947124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111996512129947124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111996512129947124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111996512129947124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/evelyn-is-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111988021859088154</id><published>2005-06-27T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T21:50:18.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nic is in an extra good mood because she's got her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAIL ART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on and they look so damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little pinky butterflies on random fingers. plus she put extra shine on it so it looks better. and it's shiinyy and sparrkllyy cause of the naiill arrtt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE AWESOME NAILS NOW! I clipped them short so I could play Perfect by simple plan on the piano properly, and now I regret it x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nail art and nale gloss helps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha, awesome naiiillss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO FULL OF MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg I so suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay imma go suck a cock and lick a dick&lt;br /&gt;unquote tamara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's sooo sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyebrows suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT DIARY,&lt;br /&gt;NICHOLETTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;please, baby, please,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;COME BACK TO ME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111988021859088154?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111988021859088154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111988021859088154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111988021859088154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111988021859088154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/nic-is-in-extra-good-mood-because-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111986562834967764</id><published>2005-06-27T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T17:47:08.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS THE LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL! YESSSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha I am sooo psyched for the hollies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE YC2K5!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IS COMIN' UP!! 8th to 11th of July WHO'S READY FOR THE AWESOMEST ENCOUNTER WITH GOD?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. super fun! and andrea is coming YAY! and it was sorta me who invited her lol so yes it is gonna be A-W-E-S-O-M-E!!! so incredibly spectacular I wish everybody I loved or cared about would be there, but fantasizing of course I am because so many of you are in the lovable but so far away SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noo! that's shitty. lalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, okay evelyn skipped school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went down to harvey about 2 hours drive, pfft. cutie ansel and brother anderson came along! they are soo adorable! super cute but eat soo messily. dropped crumbs everywhere. anwen and abs came in the car. so yeah I brought my mp3 with plug in mini speakers so we could listen right, so we fell asleep half singing lol, and then linkin park started playing and I was like oh shit, and nearly started swearing cause it was blasting in my ear lol. then my dad gave me this look through the rear view mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must admit my trying not to be vulgar thing isn't working out. pfft, I swear unconsciously then I realize it then I swear. haha, quite funny now actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! it was fun at campus camp! I sorta binged couldn't help myself sooo many packs of chips for us to help ourselves to and then dinner and then dessert. man it was super unbearable and irresistable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh, something is going on, actually a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life now is quite interesting and I am quite enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the lovey-dovey side, I think ariel's gaining interest in me again, or losing interest in his fetish with computer games. or something x) today he actually asked me to sit with him at recess.. yerrr haha. but then jubs and hannah started throwing stuff at us to tease me, pfft them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm I haven't got a call from vinny or any others whether I got in for singing x((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither has my brother though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I gotta go, so love ya'll. WISH MY LUCK ON MY REPORT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111986562834967764?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111986562834967764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111986562834967764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111986562834967764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111986562834967764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111970591773861240</id><published>2005-06-25T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:25:17.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did absolutely nothing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll bleed together/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls and Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls with the bodies like boys with ferraris,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is so, freakin, cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, well I guess I like the boy with the drums.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111970591773861240?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111970591773861240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111970591773861240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111970591773861240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111970591773861240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-did-absolutely-nothing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111961151939592604</id><published>2005-06-24T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T19:19:24.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this off bev beckaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, write down the names of twenty people you know (friends).&lt;br /&gt;Then read and answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;You can't look at the questions until you write down the twenty names you're going to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hannah banana&lt;br /&gt;2. abigail ho&lt;br /&gt;3. arielll angg x)&lt;br /&gt;4. evelyn&lt;br /&gt;5. ben ho&lt;br /&gt;6. marisaa teeehh&lt;br /&gt;7. sarina li&lt;br /&gt;8. helen&lt;br /&gt;9. donna donsy&lt;br /&gt;10. andrea wuuu&lt;br /&gt;11. angelaphant&lt;br /&gt;12. kev liang&lt;br /&gt;13. gorgz kez&lt;br /&gt;14. princess yin&lt;br /&gt;15. ten shmen&lt;br /&gt;16. steph ng&lt;br /&gt;17. emsies (omg can't believe i forgot her lol)&lt;br /&gt;18. jubs&lt;br /&gt;19. trish&lt;br /&gt;20. mmm cheryl chewwy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is #1 a boy or a girl? she-man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;2. Would #11 and #2 make a cute couple? NO LOL! abby and angie pangie?&lt;br /&gt;3. How about #18 and #4? omg jubs and eve? yeah maybe hehe.&lt;br /&gt;4. What grade is #17 in? year8.&lt;br /&gt;5. When was the last time you talked to #12? mm dunno. yesterday. online.&lt;br /&gt;6. What is #6's favorite band? haha dunno lehs.&lt;br /&gt;7. Does #1 have any siblings? yes. bro and bro. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date #3? YES YES YES SO YES ! &lt;333333333333&lt;br /&gt;9. Would you ever date #7? i have, me and sarzies are lessos.&lt;br /&gt;10. Is #16 single? no&lt;br /&gt;11. What's #15's last name? king. teneille king.&lt;br /&gt;12. What's #10's middle name? don't have.&lt;br /&gt;13. What's #5's favorite thing to do? duunno. probs games or maybe music or something.&lt;br /&gt;14. Is #13 hot? yes!&lt;br /&gt;15. Would #14 and #19 make a good couple? no lol.&lt;br /&gt;16. What school does #20 go to? cedar sec.&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me a random fact about #11? i'm her baby and she's my mummy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;18. And #1: she's mad!&lt;br /&gt;19. And #4: heh she's very weird under her coolness haha.&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever had a crush on #15? no.&lt;br /&gt;21. Where does #9 live? mm somewhere in rossy/willeton/shelly/riverton haa.&lt;br /&gt;22. What's #3 favorite color? blue, haha ariel likes blue.&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you makeout with #14? uh DUH yin is some HOT LADAAAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;24. Are #5 &amp; #6 best friends? no.&lt;br /&gt;25. Does #7 like #2? NO!&lt;br /&gt;26. Does #8 like #19? NO!&lt;br /&gt;27. How did you meet #2? mm church first.&lt;br /&gt;28. How did you meet #18? science monday first day back this year. I knew him last year but it was only thru' hanny wanny spanny.&lt;br /&gt;29. Does #10 have any pets? no i dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;30. Is #12 older than you?  yeah by mmm 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;31. Is #17 the sexiest person alive, or what? AHA OMG YES EMS IS SEXY ALRIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES SCHOOL'S OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the week. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NEXT WEEK IS THE LAST WEEK OF SCHOOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala YES! I love last weeks of terms, they so rockkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;nic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111961151939592604?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111961151939592604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111961151939592604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111961151939592604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111961151939592604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/got-this-off-bev-beckaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111952948427224597</id><published>2005-06-23T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T20:24:44.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crazy emo high now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my darling mickey,&lt;br /&gt;for pushing me aside, for forgetting my name, for not picking up the phone, for loving her more, for making me cry, for making me hate, for doing this to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your butterfly, nicholette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially dead, my life is uberly dead. except for the fact hols are 2 weeks away and singapore is only 24 weeks away, i'm dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111952948427224597?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111952948427224597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111952948427224597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111952948427224597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111952948427224597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/crazy-emo-high-now-to-my-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111952911423986700</id><published>2005-06-23T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T20:18:34.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you're everything I've got left, without you life halts at a stand still. life, I mean, what life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back to me, baby,&lt;br /&gt;come back to me.&lt;br /&gt;wanna be back in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;wanna call you mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to be able to kiss your lips,&lt;br /&gt;and hug you for as long as I want,&lt;br /&gt;want to be able to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;without knowing it's goodbye forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to look at you for as much as I could,&lt;br /&gt;want you see you smile my way,&lt;br /&gt;don't want to look away everytime you walk past,&lt;br /&gt;just so you won't see the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna feel your arms wrapped around me,&lt;br /&gt;whisper sweet-nothings in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;to see you look deep into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and say, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh don't mind me, I know that dreams don't come true, fantasies are non-existant and wishes are there just to keep you going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well never hurts to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh baby, you will always be my boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111952911423986700?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111952911423986700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111952911423986700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111952911423986700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111952911423986700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/youre-everything-ive-got-left-without.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111951845946039503</id><published>2005-06-23T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T17:20:59.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lala today was FUN FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i love muh girlys! haha. as you all know today was meant to be interschool soccer and we were going.. but when we got there it got cancelled cause of the freeeezing cold. haha. soo yes. we went back to school.  so we were meant to go back to class. haha get this, go back to class without any proper uniform on, (like soccer boots and stuff) , any pencil cases, any books, any ANYTHING and drenched from the damned rain while trying to warm up. haha so yes very stupid. in the bus we were like writing HELP! and putting hand print that slide down like in titanic haha. and i wrote we're kidnapped. haha. funnnyyy. i chipped 2 nails poo poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes it was sarina, helen, may (chong), marisa (teh), abi, hannah banana melissa (chau, ew dunno why we invited her) and me. us asian girlys decided to go to sar's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was heaps funny! haha i can't say much but those girls are the BEST! well yeah. haha we ordered pizza and we seriously SCROUNGED for money. it was FUNNY! omg. the delivery man came and we were like BEGGING him to let us off 3 bucks. but he was like no. so we ran around sarina's house looking for money. haha it was funny so many 10 cents 5 cents 20 cents. but it was good, pizza i meant. haha yummmm. oh yeah wendy came and then we were sorta mean to her.. so she left. haha i felt kinda guilty. haha. well yeah. it was really fun there. so we got changed in to school uniform again and went back to school after the siren for the end of the day went. cause sarina's house is right opposite school so we could hear it. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught a ride with my brother's friend jarallyn she's heaps cool. haha at first i was scared of her then she seemed kinda okay. i've known her for kinda long actually she's always at my place. so yeah we got drenched! again. it starting POURING DOWN SO HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like suddenly! and anyway i came home and ate some ham. i dunno why had a sudden craving for ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why did you lie to me? why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111951845946039503?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111951845946039503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111951845946039503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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nick on msn. nice eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. soo bored. had science test yesterday first up haha omg. me and jubilee cheated soo much practically the entire paper and the stupid teacher didn't even know! haha me and ems pretended to pash madly. lol it looked really real in the pictures!!!! WAHAHA. see friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annyyyyyywaaayys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so confused. ariel la confuse me! argh. TELL ME WHAT'S HAPPENING, TELL ME WHAT YOU FEEL INSIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been binging then not eating, argh eating disorders are annoying! sometimes i feel incredibly hungry after eating soo much then sometimes i feel soo full after not eating at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i wished i felt full after not eating at all because then it would be easy to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody drink lemon hot water. it's very good and cleansing for your skin! apparantly i mean i'm trying it. and also me and eve are trying this new thing to lose weight on our thighs. what you do is everynight before you go to bed you just massage them lol. well i dunno hannah told me just like shake them. feels depressing, not to mention utterly disgusting, at first. but then i think it works. so imma try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i walked past ms xuxuxuxuxuxu today she was like oh by the way that website you showed me was really good. and then she started asking me stuff about it and i was just like oookay. just reply la. what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer teams went on the notice board today!! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICHOLETTE CHEW SUCESSFULLY GOT ONTO THE BLACK-SHIRT TEAM FOR LIGHTNING CARNIVAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahha i sooo wasn't expecting that. cause they put me in goalie and the other goalie , caity, is like sooo much better than me. but i'm wayyy better out like mid or attack. they wanted to put me in the team B (whites) because i was the only other one on that team who could do goalie. haha. apparantly i'm really good! but nah it's just that the rest pretty much SUCK SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol mezza called me a dicklicker and told me to fo suck a cock. that girl is sooo sick sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to the social! because of evelyn of course! i can't leave her alone!!! haha and also *ahem* lol oookay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english essay tmoz, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol i will try not to be so vulgar in my every day speech, it's actually quite unGodly. very un-christian. argh help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was about to say the s word. the word that is a form of human waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i must not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay i will change the layout soon. i think i will have a bigger text box, its difficult to scroll up&amp;amp;down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ookay i betta go prepare for my essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, or maybe lo/ve,&lt;br /&gt;nickay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111934668167097337?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111934668167097337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111934668167097337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111934668167097337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111934668167097337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-brutalbeautifulmiserablexratedharle.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111917321939422385</id><published>2005-06-19T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T17:26:59.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haa ems says , "OMG YOUR WHOLE FRICKEN BLOG IS ABOUT ARIEL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha well SHUTUP ems! it's the only place i can where i won't get shut down. cause its MY BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha they're reading my thing about interpretation of what guys lie about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i was so emo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111917321939422385?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111917321939422385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111917321939422385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111917321939422385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111917321939422385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/haa-ems-says-omg-your-whole-fricken.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111917281646085039</id><published>2005-06-19T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T17:20:16.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol. do this thing cherie sent me, it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) take the title of the song you are listening to&lt;br /&gt;2) put 'in my pants' behind it.&lt;br /&gt;3) pass it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha mine was     Can you feel the love tonight in my pants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh hubba huba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha can you merman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abby and them are over. church today. was good. short and sweet. went for lunch wit ma girlys and jasper for lunch. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they came over... yeeeaahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so booorrreeddd!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111917281646085039?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111917281646085039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111917281646085039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111917281646085039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111917281646085039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111899935293557055</id><published>2005-06-17T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T17:09:12.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha emonight on wednesday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shh. can you hear the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm goin crazy man, having extra crazy spasms. thursday was completely unbearable. i think it was what happened online wednesday. he didn't say hi, not hey, not anything, not even a hug the whole day. omggg. then when he was about to leave our locker area, the hardkore azns lol, he smiled at me and i started to cry. but of course cannot cry openly la, so i pretended to look for stuff in my locker, pretended to brush away my hair instead of my tears. ahh i'm going spaz. anyway.. went to abbys house.. had dinna there. cause we were meant to practise for auditions in worship youth today. jacob- elec. guitar, joel- drums, abby- keys and my vocals. cause that's what we're auditioning for. bad idea to go altgther! bad bad bad idea. did not work out. haha jacob brought over his amp, so it was hellll loud! and joel brought the drums outta the room so it was even louder! keys and voice lost cannot hear totally INAUDIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim wakerman, haha. i remember her, i'm so rannndooommm. nah cause i was just surfing around blogs, found her blog. turning into some miss singapore. well she probably will be. but excuse me for saying this her english SUCKS TO THE CORE! fuulllly sucks. i remember i watched r.e.m. last time and she was like sucky but try hard to be ang moh kind. sick please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!! going to aunty ann's (yin's mum) for dinnnerr!!!! YAY. awesome food there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nails are getting so long i can't type well. i think i will go and file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha later la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i love steffi and cherie and carrie. girls we are gonna get so drunk with hangovers ! crazy as hey. i'll be 14, still, then, so it's super crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going in for the south suburban vocalist competition. after my solo vocal festival i feel confident i won't stuff up. haha. what song should i sing?? i'm going in for musical theatre again of course, my mum thought i should do Hero. "did you ever know that you were my heeeee-roooo?" haha. i wanna do colours of the wind from pocahontas. any ideas??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for camp! haha guess what i was raising money for camp selling chocs right so i asked jun to sell them for me he came back with only 5 left in the box! YOU ROCK JUN! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. i love ya ben ho! i know you're gonna do aweeesome tonight! no worries kay bro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha omg i just found kisha (exballetfriend) on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, okkkay bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypnotic-a, insane,&lt;br /&gt;it's impossible to judge me, it's impossible to judge a goddess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111899935293557055?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111899935293557055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111899935293557055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111899935293557055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111899935293557055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/haha-emonight-on-wednesday-shh.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111883867883882696</id><published>2005-06-15T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T20:31:18.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To the dearest prince of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, I hate you for making me love you so. Hate you for not loving me back, hate you for all the ignorance. All the lies all the excuses all the deceit, you've torn my heart in two. Why let me go on in this anguishing torture, why not just kill me. You've killed my heart. You've torn my fragile paper heart in two, after my loving you with all my heart and soul, every fibre of my being. Now as I pen my last words, I hope you feel the guilt. The guilt, the hurt, the pain, the tears, the coldness, everything. The loneliness, the torture, the overwhelming feeling of rejection. The love, I hope you feel the love. I never knew love was wrong, til I met you. You who made me smile, you who made me look forward to every new day. You who made me, me. You who gave me strength to go on, you who gave me hope, you who showed me, a whole new world. You who made me cry everynight, you who made me stop breathing. You who ripped my heart in two. You who put this hatred inside me. Revenge. I'm in living hell. Revenge, oh the taste so sweet, the sweetness that makes me want to cry. But where are the tears? Why don't they flow out? Why don't the bleed along with my heart? Why? So many questions, so many questions. You, you caused these questions. You changed me, you turned me into a being to be hated. Into a spiteful natured human from your average girl. I thought you would be just another one of those crazy teenage roller-coaster rides everybody sits on, but no. You are different. I went on a ride and i fell off. I'm flying off. I see your smirk. You don't try to catch me, you don't call my name. I'm falling, falling at tremendous speed. The clear image of your cold eyes watching me as I fall comes back and haunts me. I feel free, but afraid. Freedom, all I wanted was freedom, now I fear it. I'm free but dying, dying. I'm falling, reaching the concrete. On which is carved I Love You, from when we were children. Nostalgia. Flashes of my life, in my mind, they are all of you, with you, from you. You. I've reached the hard floor. The pain. Pain like I've never experienced before. Blood flowing freely, everywhere, my eyes, blurred out by the fresh red blood, stinging. Stinging my eyes. I can't breathe. I hear you  whisper, "Goodbye, forever." I hear you say out loud, about how much you love me, how much you'll miss me, how i can't die and leave you alone, how you can't live without me. Through it all, I take one last breath, I struggle to say, "I... Love... You..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever yours,&lt;br /&gt;Your emo butterfly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111883867883882696?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111883867883882696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111883867883882696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111883867883882696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111883867883882696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-dearest-prince-of-my-heart-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111883783196041980</id><published>2005-06-15T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T20:17:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nicholette's list of things guys say that never are true&lt;br /&gt;1) oh it was a wrong number&lt;br /&gt;2) oh it was my mum&lt;br /&gt;3) oh nah it's just that i wasn't at the com&lt;br /&gt;4) oh yeah my phone went flat&lt;br /&gt;5) oh whoops i forgot&lt;br /&gt;6) i'll call you&lt;br /&gt;7) going out with some friends&lt;br /&gt;8) oh can't make it, got homework&lt;br /&gt;9) any physical compliment.&lt;br /&gt;10) i called but nobody picked up the phone&lt;br /&gt;11) you're funny&lt;br /&gt;12) you're an angel in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;13) you're the only one&lt;br /&gt;14) i'm always here for you&lt;br /&gt;15) i waved back you just didn't see it&lt;br /&gt;16) i'm listening&lt;br /&gt;17) i need you&lt;br /&gt;18) i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;19) i miss you&lt;br /&gt;20) i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicholette's interpretation of the above:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) not telling you who it was&lt;br /&gt;2) just this other girl i like&lt;br /&gt;3) you were annoying online&lt;br /&gt;4) didnt wanna pick up&lt;br /&gt;5) couldnt be bothered&lt;br /&gt;6) don't wait for my call&lt;br /&gt;7) don't wanna go out with you&lt;br /&gt;8) this girl's coming over..&lt;br /&gt;9) the exact opposite.&lt;br /&gt;10) didn't call&lt;br /&gt;11) you're boring&lt;br /&gt;12) you're nothing to me&lt;br /&gt;13) just another girl to have to get over me&lt;br /&gt;14) don't count on me&lt;br /&gt;15) embarrassed to wave back in public&lt;br /&gt;16) i'm not listening&lt;br /&gt;17) i need you, for now&lt;br /&gt;18) happy now?&lt;br /&gt;19) lifes good without you&lt;br /&gt;20) he loves me, not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like in the movies, all men lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this off yiqin- "When was the last time you saw me? Oh yes, I was the crumpled photograph that missed the bin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was that I saw you walking down that street hand-in-hand, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who brings a smile to your face, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you tell your secrets to, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who goes over to your place every saturday night, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you lend a shoulder to when she's sad, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you put your arms around, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you have fun with, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you wanna see most, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you be there for, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you give no-occasion-present to, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you whisper sweet-nothings to, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you sing to, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you have late-night walks in the park with, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who goes to the movies with you, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you hug tight, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would you marry, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you miss the most, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your princess, your angel, your one and only, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you kiss goodnight, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you love, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you don't love me,&lt;br /&gt;Why not just tell me,&lt;br /&gt;You love her so much more,&lt;br /&gt;Why put me through all this pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not just stab me a few more times,&lt;br /&gt;Then throw me heart away,&lt;br /&gt;Why not just give me one last kiss,&lt;br /&gt;And say, goodnight, forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111883783196041980?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111875779794655651</id><published>2005-06-14T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:03:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like Ms MatchMaker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant say why though =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ilyyyyall lil matchmade ppls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love steffi she agreed to take me out clubbing and lend me her ezlink for fake id, love ya babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. oookay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111875779794655651?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111875779794655651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111875779794655651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111875779794655651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111875779794655651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111866547232405603</id><published>2005-06-13T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T20:24:32.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 13th of June, my darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again another 13 passes us by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come this one is so different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because you don't love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, happy 4 months, ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever yours,&lt;br /&gt;nicholette.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111866547232405603?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111866547232405603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111866547232405603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111866547232405603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111866547232405603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-13th-of-june-my-darling-again.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111865799100517550</id><published>2005-06-13T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T18:19:51.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogging from my own, new, personal hp omnibook 500!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh so in love with it. my aunty scratched it though, so i think ima pua a sticker there lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oookay well. i have nothing on this com atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was school. made these strip band things for friends lol funnny. i made like 3 for ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH I MISS CHERYL CHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, well well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my and abs have 92 friends in common on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw to all ppl inviting me to zorpia/hi5 my account is &lt;a href="mailto:ang3lz_fire@hotmail.com"&gt;ang3lz_fire@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; and friendster is &lt;a href="mailto:nickaye@gmail.com"&gt;nickaye@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a d&lt;strong&gt;di c&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm&lt;strong&gt; a ddi c t e d&lt;/strong&gt; to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm a dick. DICKHEAD, haha shut up trish you're a boner dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can't tell me what to do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not stupid,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not anymore,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not yours,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not anymore,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111865799100517550?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111865799100517550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111865799100517550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111865799100517550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111865799100517550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/blogging-from-my-own-new-personal-hp.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111857915000994957</id><published>2005-06-12T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T20:25:50.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What has happened. Relatives are over, the usual pretend that I've missed them thing. Pretend to be interested and talk about how good my life is here. Pretend I don't want to go back and live in Singapore. Pretend I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop came with them though. Which is the main reason I put on a smiley face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I love my laptop! Will update more on it when I'm using it. It's not exactly fixed up yet, so yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something to cheer you up cheryl, no matter how far apart we are, our hearts will never be seperated. I mean it. Well here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest Cheryl,&lt;br /&gt;You are the most precious girl to me,&lt;br /&gt;You have been there for me,&lt;br /&gt;Through everything,&lt;br /&gt;You know all there is to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl,&lt;br /&gt;You are such a wonderful being,&lt;br /&gt;Don't cont' to live in such a state,&lt;br /&gt;Don't suffer anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Don't grieve my heart so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear girl,&lt;br /&gt;You are so, incredibly important in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who has always been behind me,&lt;br /&gt;Catching me when I fell,&lt;br /&gt;You are so, so, amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling Cheryl,&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever let go,&lt;br /&gt;Just open up and tell me what's wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Just like I did to you,&lt;br /&gt;Never, ever, take your life from yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My closest Vsister,&lt;br /&gt;Remember that I'll always be here for you.&lt;br /&gt;Always and always.&lt;br /&gt;Forever we'll remain the best friends,&lt;br /&gt;Sisters, and Soulmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chewy Vsisters,&lt;br /&gt;The best friends of all time,&lt;br /&gt;The soulmates that won't ever part,&lt;br /&gt;We will continue to rock,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever love,&lt;br /&gt;'vilyanae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I sound lezzo. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH CHERYL! We have to catch up girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes. School tomorrow. Dreading it. But I have to talk to Hannah!! OMG HANNAH! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to change my layout. Ladies Night doesn't look quite so appealing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think JD's in lurrrrrve. oooooo hubba hubba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, Update more tmoz. I'll prbly be coming online much more cause my mum will be in Singapore. YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reow* nickay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111857915000994957?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111857915000994957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111857915000994957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111857915000994957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111857915000994957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-has-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111848895822020019</id><published>2005-06-11T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T19:22:38.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just reading through blogs. just after i published my post. and i read about somebody getting backstabbed by a close friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well here's my definition of a real, true friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;TRUE FRIENDS NEVER BACKSTAB YOU.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRUE FRIENDS STAB YOU IN THE FRONT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you know how much it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in love with the song by kelly clarkson, Behind these Hazel Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;You were a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I used to stand so tall&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your arms around me tight&lt;br /&gt;Everything, it felt so right&lt;br /&gt;Unbreakable, like nothin' could go wrong&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't sleepI'm barely hanging on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you everything&lt;br /&gt;Opened up and let you in&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel alright&lt;br /&gt;For once in my life&lt;br /&gt;Now all that's left of me&lt;br /&gt;Is what I pretend to be&lt;br /&gt;So together, but so broken up inside&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely hangin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swallow me then spit me out&lt;br /&gt;For hating you, I blame myself&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you it kills me now&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't cry on the outside&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111848895822020019?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111848895822020019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111848895822020019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111848895822020019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111848895822020019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-was-just-reading-through-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111848820259746446</id><published>2005-06-11T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T19:10:02.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey alls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has gone by so quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. well. wednesday had to wear boots to school. cause i had a performance ommgg. haha. i fully forgot my words. after that i skipped 6th period (digital imaging). i hung out with the so-called popular aussies. like marisa (clarke) emma  alexx vicki etc. theyre pretty cool actually. all this time ive always thought them as snobs who look down on others but nah theyre quite nice. esp. marisa clarke. haha they all wagged their jewellery class. their teacher is DUMB. so he only realised like 10 minutes left into the period. so i was like whoopsie seeya'lls. and he was like excuuuse me where do you think you are going.. um.. what's your name? and im like um i'm not in your class.. and he was like oh, so where are you supposed to be. but i'm just like walking off and he was like excuse me! excuse me! ahha. i saw ariel! he had media so he was filming stuff! hehe i'm sooo lucky sometimes. so yeah. haha. annyywayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was hailing in the morning. then it stopped then it rained like painful water. haha. like i dunno wasnt ice but it like pricked my skin. and we froze btw. fully froze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. OMG FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had relief MS ONG. for s+e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG she hates me. for some reason. i mean freakin hell! she's always telling me to shut up and do my work. and it's always me or jubs or sam or mezza or jac. ANNOYING. she got me to move my table to the front of the class to face the white board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES HUMILIATION COUNT AS CHILD ABUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, wtfffff. and the last time she was my relief she called me a HE. and jubilee and SHE. and NOWW. SHE CALLED JUBILEE A SHE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause jubilee was just handing in his work and she was like finished? (like really genuinely surprised, see how she underestimates us?) and jubs was like um yeah. and she was like oh good girl. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS SUCHA FXXXXXXXKING BIIITTCHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH I HATE HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had youth. good good. ima try out for worship. dunno whther ima tryout for keys or vocals. help!&lt;br /&gt;i'm fundraising! selling freddos. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha who's going to the term2 social?? i might. nudges *somebody* haha she knows who she is. WINKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG ABBY STOPPED BLOGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I LOVE CHERYL CHEWY VSISTA SOOOO MUCH! omg girl i love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all yous. STEPH! XUAN! YIYUN! LAU! haha all yous. missing '03! sixbeeRAWKERS remember? the dj booth and everything haha we, So, ROCKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovin ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111848820259746446?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111848820259746446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111848820259746446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111848820259746446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111848820259746446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-hey-alls-this-week-has-gone-by-so.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111796053200042816</id><published>2005-06-05T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T16:35:32.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at jacobs now. decided not to go for rugby and so yeahhh. i dunno but abby might be abit pissedoff about it. SORRY ABBY! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeahhh just sat around playing xBox and ps2 with the guys, haha. ariel and jeremiah (jacobs brother) are playing little fighter 2? or something. yeahhhhhh. bored. sighhhssserrrrrrrrs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms jacobs playing his elec. guitar. coooolies. hehhhh. okay. im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love steffi! all the best for your o's babe, i hope you do super well and get into great jc or poly. for me, when i graduate in 4 years time, when i'm 17, i'm going to uni straight. suck for yalls in sgp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 MWA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111796053200042816?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111796053200042816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111796053200042816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111796053200042816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111796053200042816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/at-jacobs-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111794775631261038</id><published>2005-06-05T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T13:02:36.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toooddayyy. FRICKN COLD IN THE MORNING. woke up, my alarm clock was starting to get annoying. thennn i got up and scraped my knee. OWW. it was the knee i fell on in netball on thursday. paiiiiinnnnfuuulll. ahh. okay. well. it was cold so i wore the really formal long coat thingy my mum gave me. heh. decided to dress all in black. so i wore black turtleneck top, black pants (school pants hehhh) and black boots and black socks black undies. lol nah. haha. black coat. W.I.B. woman in black. ooooh yeah. i think i looked abit weird got lotsa staressssss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt allowed to go for lunch w abby ariel jacob etc. dumb dumb. cause my mum cooked. dumb dumb. i was dying of heat. dumb dumb. ariels at jacobs now. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeahhh. i nearly melted cause it suddenly got sooo hot after service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ytd i woke up and went to the toilet right. first thing i saw was my bro's underwear on the floor. then i rolled my eyes and i saw this huge as moth on the ceiling. then i looked in the middle and saw the mirror. ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about gross. i looked in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. grr. bored to DEATH. right now. eddies gna come and pick us up for soccer. abbys gna come over. eddie has a 4WD!! awesome. haha biggie cars are cool. actually i like vintage cars bettaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.P. is sooo lucky he gets so many testdrives on spiders and s2ooo rx5s or sth. for free. like every week he changes cars. luckkkyyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going psyco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lallaaa oohh lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shalalala oh MYMY.&lt;br /&gt;look at that boy so shy&lt;br /&gt;aint gonna&lt;br /&gt;KISS THE GIRLLL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111794775631261038?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111794775631261038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111794775631261038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111794775631261038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111794775631261038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111788791893532466</id><published>2005-06-04T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T20:25:18.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did nothing today. except go for dance. hm sara was a bit offish with us today. i dunno whyyy but i kept my mouth shut about it. kat tried to ask like hey whats wrong and she would just like go huh? nothing? *shruggggg* so i just kept quiet bout it hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgggggg i cant wait for my laptop! shit pleaseee. my coms down im on my bros but its gayy cause he doesnt let me on lotsa sites. hmm. okay. dance was good. but i grazed my knee during netball on thursday so it killed when i danced. yerrr. well well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home. had a shower. slept. missed brekky and lunch. woke up for dinner and starved cause dinner was this disgusting chicken thingo. yuuukkk. so yer. i found some sushi in the fridge and i had 3! yummy. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched some random shit tv about paris hiltons and nicole ritchies movie making of a simple life. hmm. paris is actually super smart! like a university student or sth. and she's actually super nice. cause they taped her and her sister secretly cooking some stuff and she was like fooling around and stuff. she's pretty cool. my perspective of rich ass girls like her - aka famous for being famous - has changed. they are NOT dumb blonde bitchy skanks. nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. whats wrong abby?! her blog is like hmm alone alone alone kinda thing. okayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sighhhhhhhhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is borrringgg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for my laptop cant wait cant wait cant wait cant wait!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala. everybody read Angus, Thongs and Full-frontal SNOGGING its sooooo funny! hillllarriiioouus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so outdated. i know nothing that goes on around me. oblivious to my surroundings lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg amelia (ariels sis)'s nick is im gonna rape u tonight! lol hillarriiioouuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna try to go on phryne's com cause its sooo much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ima eat a banana  cause im starved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother dropped the phone in the toilet bowl and now its not working. so now i have to use the one in my mums room so now my parents know when im using the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suck as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i changed my layout. more girl power-like now. ladies night. from atomic kitten cause i was listening to it and i got inspired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to type with one hand and its difficult. (cause the bananas in my other hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so yes its laaydayyys night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the feelings right &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yes its laaydays night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh what a night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CRAVING FOR YOU TONIGHT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111788791893532466?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111788791893532466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111788791893532466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111788791893532466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111788791893532466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/did-nothing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111781134060688492</id><published>2005-06-03T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T23:09:00.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha hey all. my last posting was in school thats soughta the reason why is was short, but not sweet, more like sour. or bitter or something. maybe salty. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyyway, hmm. my weeks been ookay i guess. haha. mezza is fully lezzo-ated. she LICKED my neck. and lotsa other stuff too, but i was like so are you still a virgin and she was like YEAH so i'm sorry if i'm not cool enough but i'm prouda the fact that i'ma virgin. haha. so i'm glad she is, like me. IF YOU DOUBTED THAT FACT. anyway. sams got this spinning girls around thing. (sam evans, the guy not my sister.) and he's like picking me up and spinning me around in s+e and mr lobos like ummmm okay cause he reckons we're going out! OMG OMGG! and SOMEONE told me that ariel liked somebody else and i sooo confronted him and phew he said no and got angry and told me he was gonna bash that person up. but he said he reckons we shudnt go out or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and! jubilee's digital imaging teacher thought i was his GIRLFRIEND! like OMG teachers think that just because you talk to a guy DOES NOT mean you're going out with him!!! and he was like ahem! you can chat with your girlfriend later! cause jubs was talking to me outside his class. omg omg omg! i soung like a skankkkkkiiieee biiitttchhhy slutt!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wagged school today. then went to the shop. quiet no business soughta day. owell its the end of the taxing year so everybodys trying to save up i guess. then i went to ben ho's house and vinny was therre. and we just talked. ben wet to shower and me and vinny cracked up lame jokes and talked about our life and stuff. vinny is THE coolest ever! and he's not 22 he's 21. i found that out. 22's jem. anyyway. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ NITE at youth tnite! it was funnooo. hehe. was really funny our table was jubs jedediah hannahe eve trish. me and my sis. but i was AWOL most of the time cause of the mighty kids help out thingy. me kez and ems did lotsa girly talking things. OMMGG DEXTER! cause kez went out to talk to yin for a second and then me and ems were just talking and stuff and that loser DEXTER came in and he was like hi. i was like um can i help you? and ems was like yea... hows the quiz whos in your table in other words um go back.. so yea. then emily abandoned me in the room with the lil kids and dexter! and he was like ummm whats her name? and i was like emily... and he's like oh. umm does she have a boyfriend and i nearly pissed myself laughing! omggg. i tried not to and im like ummm i dunno... and he was like um what about that vinny guy..? and i seriously wanted to DIE cause of holding my laughter. for one thing, vinny's 21!! emilys 15. for another, HE"S HER BROTHER FOR GODS SAKE! i mean wtffff. i was like um he's her brother? and he's like ohh. and he got all happy and i was like shitting myself laughing and i had to go out and tell kez yin and em. omgg kez and yin were like rolling on the floor laughing their butts off and em just stood there with this LOOk on her face omg you shoulda seen it!!!! it was like a horror face or sth! i nearly pissed myself lol. anyway. yeah. dexter heard me telling them and he threw on of the kids stuffed toys at my bum. im like excuuuse me? haha emily was just like ew. it was hilllarious. and kez went in and she's like yeah she's pretty hot ay? ssssizzle* haha. funny. but owell. the kids are cute. esp lil kaitlyn she's DA CUTEST. but shes fully snobby cause she knows she's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ansel wasnt there! he's the cutest amongst all of them!!! but he wasnt there, suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. happy birthday to wendy and rea today! and marisa before and casper and sally and anastasija. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ariel won a tv omg haha. shit im jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GETTING A PERSONAL LAPTOP! omg i ROCK! thanks to mydad and mum who are the best! yes she shoots! she scores!!!! i sooo rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im so not sad anymore im kinda happy actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so, frickn, fickle minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suck. ew, i suck! oookay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111781134060688492?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111781134060688492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111781134060688492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111781134060688492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111781134060688492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/haha-hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111760444000173097</id><published>2005-06-01T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T13:40:40.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wednesday today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeks been sooo depressing so far. grr,grr GRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ariel officially doesnt like me now, i s'pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help, steffi cherie help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wasnt what i wanted what i thought, no&lt;br /&gt;he wouldnt even open up the door,&lt;br /&gt;he never made me feel like i was special,&lt;br /&gt;he isnt really what i'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh-uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 muchly thanks&lt;br /&gt;nicholette, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111760444000173097?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111760444000173097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111760444000173097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111760444000173097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111760444000173097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/06/wednesday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111737256264041209</id><published>2005-05-29T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T21:16:02.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, i watched that chinese show again and cried cried cried. haha. eeeemmmoo. (thanks steffi x)) ) hmm, today. solo vocal festival. ariel doesnt even care. he doesnt like me anymore i dont think. he never talks to me last time i talked to him was two days ago, and that doesnt even count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo vocal festival. GOOD GOOD! =) yes, i did very well the best i could hope for and got the best report i could get! WAHAHA so prouda myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why dont i feel any happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting fully emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares? nobody, no even ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you for making me love you. i hate you i hate you i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears trickling down my face, stinging my skin.&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand this anymore, somebody kill me.&lt;br /&gt;make it painful, give me all youve got&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i should live through hell like this&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111737256264041209?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111737256264041209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111737256264041209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111737256264041209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111737256264041209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/05/haha-i-watched-that-chinese-show-again.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111726160609320710</id><published>2005-05-28T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:26:46.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello hello hello, my life is actually not dead! mon to fri school school. the normal school trying to get teachers annoyed kinda thing. mon/tues jubs came after school. lol we actualyl finished our s+e assignment ON TIME! in two afternoons. haha so cool. its very good okay! haha. anyway. im sooo egoistic. after he went home on both days had this school concert thing for chorale. borrring pls! anyway ya la. had to wear mum's super high heeled black boots that are so high i was practically standing on tip toe and then when i was performing omg i was about to die had to stand in one position for like 10 mins and it KILLED! omg my feet were super painful. second nght i finally found my other boots haha. i couldnt find ANY black shoes to wear okay! thats why i had to resolve to wearing boots. ouch. still killed my feet though. monday night ben kenny jem came over. haha the crazy as boys crazy over this soccer ps2 game haha. funny. they got major hyped up. they open chips and i ate them! noooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday had piano thing. crap i only got 80 okay okay! 80 is super bad! like major! omg help my piano teacher alrdy gave birth. so she;s getting dscharged this week so i am in shit. only 3 weeks no piano okay! i was thinking 5, 6 weeks MINIMUM! shit la damn baby just had to ruin my term 2 by coming out early. shittaacckkksss! wtff. anyway. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. YOUTH AGAIN! finally. it was cz/youth combined meeting. hell awesome okay! we're gonna be merging as a 13-30 age catergory. nice. i will have yet more big brothers and sisters to drive me around yay, lol. JOKE LA! im happy we're merging means that year 12s wont REALLY be leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. woke up early. for saturday. 12.30. omgg. watched this random as chinese show my sister has. so sad! i cried for the whole second disc. lke 40 mins my shit as brother laughing his shitty ass off he took a picture of me w his phone. grr not funny! its a very sad romantique show. haha. oookay tmrw i have this major solo festival thingy. and the rest are gna watch star wars. boo i hate star wars! i have to go for 2nd service while they go to the cinema. i mean i wont mind going if ariel goes and he is going but i wasnt invited to, oookay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something is WRONG with me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ahh shitacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll die with you, if you really want me to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111726160609320710?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111726160609320710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111726160609320710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111726160609320710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111726160609320710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello-hello-hello-my-life-is-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111676650832649211</id><published>2005-05-22T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T20:55:08.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am seriously deprived of any social events.  grr grr dear blog thanks for listening to my ramblings. okay totally crap now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is such truth contradicting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing has happened. at all. that is worth talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in need of an ipodmini. help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;virginity is all ive got left to hold on to, don't take that away from me, and yet do, i beg, do, please do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111676650832649211?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111676650832649211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111676650832649211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111676650832649211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111676650832649211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-seriously-deprived-of-any-social.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111607521684837863</id><published>2005-05-14T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T20:53:36.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, steffi doesnt talk to me online anymore. girl we've gotta catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after blogging yesterday.. oh yeah it was ariel's and my 4 month thingy. even though its not official it was soughta the day it started up, again. it was 13/02, start of the fourth month. hmm. 13/02 falls exactly in between our birthdays. heh okay. abigail went to the library today. and haha met kev liang. and they laughed the afternoon away! okay. im randoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to work at uncle paul's shop thing. at about 2.30 ben ho came over (for those who dunno ben ho's the son of uncle paul, yeah same one that had his bday recently, and same one as the big brother) so he came over and asked me to go shopping with him, so yeah i went. off work anyway heh mum was there so she was like yeah okay whatever. so yeah went to garbo and shopped. quality sharing time haha. just talked about private stuff happening recently. yerr.. we saw emily, haha in her bakers delight sponsered jacket. haha. welll then we met ale. so we just stodd there awhile talking. then we went w ale to meet up amelia cause amelia was driving her home. so yes. just talked and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and ben just walked around. we went into cotton on and i saw this AWESOME AWESOME top and i LOVE it and it was 2 for thirty. i dint have any money on me. cause i came from the shop. so BUM! then ben was like nah i'll pay it for ya first if you want it i was like OF COURSE NOT! i cant just let him buy me sth like that! haha even though he's the best big bro and it was a very nice top.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyy. came home. ben dropped me off. thennnnn i went to uncle patricks for dinner. was this family invite thing so damn couldnt get out. just went there and came back haha my sister is still there. doing sth. DUNNO LA she'll come back later. okay well, yes. andrea might be coming to fcc tmoz! yay she's fun la. okay. nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are beautiful beyond description&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111607521684837863?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111607521684837863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111607521684837863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111607521684837863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111607521684837863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmm-steffi-doesnt-talk-to-me-online.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111599146846161251</id><published>2005-05-13T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T20:42:53.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 13th, my darling =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here's this random poem i wrote, was bored thanks muchly. haha i tried to make it contradicting like a girl loving a boy that dumped her lotsa times then she loved him but dint wanna get hurt anymore so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the blood overflowing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seeping from my skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the pain it's causing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;compares not to my within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dare not open my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for fear of what i see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;looking into my reflection&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i see, it's not me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ive got nowhere to run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm running on thin ice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ive got nowhere to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm dying, run out of lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything is wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please tell me it's all right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't stand the pain anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant stand the cries that last all night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why won't you just tell me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that it's gonna be okay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please, i beg you, just love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've nothing more to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the light is getting dimmer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the end to my hurt is out of sight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;incomprehensible, the pain i feel,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in constant darkness, in nights&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the hatred i feel, it cuts me deep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't want to feel this way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i can't control, i can't stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the thoughts won't go away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll never forgive you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for what you've done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you broke my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to two, from one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you shred me to pieces&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you sliced me to bits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you watched me as i fell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;way low, down into hell's pits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just leave me alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get out of my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop coming back to haunt me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in peace, let me go to bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;get away from me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't try to touch me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't even think about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's right, i'm a brand new me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now you know how it feels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be cut through the heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;again and again, i suffered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you tore me apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now that i'm different&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you don't know me anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not your doormat, not a slut,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate you, hate you to the core&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so beat it, get lost&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna hear it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so get out of this place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and take my damned heart with it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yer... thats about it. haha once more, happy13th, my sweetheart. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111599146846161251?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111599146846161251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111599146846161251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111599146846161251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111599146846161251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-13th-my-darling-okay-heres-this.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111598884594312698</id><published>2005-05-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T21:08:23.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooookay. sorry for taking ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after blogging. just bummed I THINK! went to ben ho's for the bday gathering. HEAPSA FUN!!!!! lotsa pics played w everyone weirdo games. haha. ben and i went to his room and his room is heaps messy haha. well not reeeally. i love ben muchly!! as a brother okay okay okay! and anyway, it was heaps fun. got some bonding time w kevin heh. piano partners forever ay! haha nerdishhh! i make it sound so dickish okay anyway me and kevin played lotsa songs for like 2 hours on bens piano two of us just sat on the piano chair and played duets and stuff haha. heapsa fun! vinny taught me this alicia keys song. haha. well, not much la. it was just really fun but not crazy or anything. more relaxed chatty kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church. 5dollar chicken rice at singapore hawkers AGAIN! went to ariels absent mindedly without thinking. without telling anybody, not any parents. i am SO STUPID. anyway. tell you later what happened. we went back to church for discover your gifts. grr hate that thing quite, it's rather boring i suppose (in queen's accent so its like it's rawther baw-ring i ser-po-iu-se) haha. hmm. after that well before that ariels mum went back to sgp cause of family issues, so yer he's home alone w sis's and dad til she gets back prbly in a month or two. heh eveeel. okay well um so yeah had soccer after as usual. GIRLS GOT TO PLAY THIS TIME and i tell you they were shocked okay. they thought we would be like omg broke a nail honey, but heh rachyo surprised them the most. they were all like oh be careful lil girl and i was like heh you watch her. and i tell you okay they were like woah when rachy did her thing. oh yeah! up yours guys! haha. after that ariel came over. w dad and sis. unfortunately. haha amelia's cool la but not ale, she's uber suspiscious of me. and his dad of course. well yeah i still &lt;3 ale tho'! okay la they went home then ps. melv told them my bro dint go cause he waged. and thats when everything came out and omg im GROUNDED from lunch with friends on sundays after church. grounded from a specific time (after church) on a specific day (sunday) for a specific reason(lunch) at a specific place (singapore hawkers) with a specific group of people (my friends) UGHH. stupid i have to COME HOME for lunch. then go back. dumb RIGHT' !! anyway yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday - friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school, funny stuff happened but yeah. i found out how to make animated GIFS! ariel made me pie XD thanks mickey moo! okay la. tests and stuff. got sent out of class today because of stupid mrs aunty ong. i hate her! she's a bitch of a relief teacher! well me and jubilee were trying to get sent outta class tgther since it was last period anyway. so she sorta guesed that i think and she sent me out alone. nice, well done aunty ong! damn aunty person. dumbbooo!! no youth tnite. aacn meeting, boo! okay well yes. going to work at terra tmrw, getting paid too XD and not to pay for piano. heh thank GOD its uncle pauls shop then i dont have to worry bout getting caught! okie pokie. update more tmorw aight, seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111598884594312698?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111598884594312698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111598884594312698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111598884594312698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111598884594312698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/05/ooookay.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111545187878443733</id><published>2005-05-07T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T15:44:38.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how cool is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y133/derangedbitch/skins/dontEVERjudgeme.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT! who knows how to make animated avatars! come to me come to me! RIGHT HERE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111545187878443733?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111545187878443733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111545187878443733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111545187878443733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111545187878443733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-cool-is-this-i-love-it-who-knows.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y133/derangedbitch/skins/th_dontEVERjudgeme.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111544839395159400</id><published>2005-05-07T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T14:46:33.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay after i blogged last week i went on w my stupid speech cum assignment thing. monday i woke uppppp. science double first. then single japanese. guess what? I HAVE ANOTHER FRICKENNNN SPEECCCHHH!! gr,gr,gr,,,.! ahhh shoot me okay bang im dead. grr im going psyco. had double english next. jubilee hannah jason and i decided that we would make our panel discussion into like a news reporter thing. it was HILARIOUS. we had to be all prim and proper and it was like "and now, nicholette will be speaking... (blablabla) over to you nicholette. shoot away." when he said shoot away i couldnt restrict myself anymore. i burst out and i couldnt stop for AGES! i was so embarrassed cause i wanted to stop so it sounded like a retard laughing. haha. okay la ours was the best in the class i think. after that i had double maths. then s+e. argh, SCHOOL. tuesday- double music first up. new assignment. have to do sth like a play or a scene or sth. so of course, we got 2 songs. surprisingly they were both okay, and one was actually one that i liked, which is what we have chosen to do, which is Can You Feel the Love Tonight from the Lion King. its a beautiful song! but we were planning to do a modern day rock version of it. w teneille on the elec guitar (she plays now! how awesome) and riss on the keyboard, elyse on the drums, and liz would do the intro to it like a slow cello one that would make them think that we were doing a boring one, but then we change. i was vocalist. bleah. then nah we chnged it boring cause it would be complicated to re write the song compared to just re arranging it. so yes, im still singing, wanted to do piano but nah else marissa would haveta sing. and she really doesnt wanna. single math after. double fashion!! starting on a new skirt thing. very nice! haha, after lunch was double science. i missed out one period for voice lesson wahaha. and then single phys ed. after school went to textile traders to get material for my skirt. i got purple cotton one. very nice, making a wrap around skirt. with a flounce at the end. cant wait for it to be done. aiya the whole week was the usual la i cant be bothered typing it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been sucha good girl. i make tea for my mum lots now. hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night at youth group it was mega fun! the first bit was gay kinda. was games but the game was a bit, uhh. it was straw building and then a mind thing. damnn. after that it was drumline! that is THE best show its heaps nice! haha i think i saw it before at abbys but dint finish it. so yeah its heaps nice. pffft. im so boredaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im meant to be reading stuff for digital imaging haha. but nah. got english. later. math, stuff it. s+e, CRAP I HAVE TO DO S+E its so urgent. due week 4 and nope i have not read the assignment sheet. plus im w jubs so its a pair thing and others got 3 person grps. shiat,t,t,t! okay actually not that urgent la.. got next week to do it. but i still better read the assignment sheet. okay bye, will update later. OH I NEARLY FORGOT lol. i just came back from shopping with the best friend, the girl best friend, in perth lol. ABIGAIL HOHOHO. haha it was so funny we walked in and out and in and out of the same shops to compare prices. i got ben's pressie to share w timmy kevin and my bro. its an 80dollar jumper okay! i chose a pullover one. well abby said she thought i should get him that one. anyway he has lotsa zipups already, so might as well get him that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, here's a big one for you benny ho-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BEN HO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ben for being THE BEST 'big brother' ever! you have been sucha a great person and you have always been there to cheer me up. hope you have the best birthday and that you'll enjoy the seventeenth year of your life! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU ROCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111544839395159400?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111544839395159400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111544839395159400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111544839395159400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111544839395159400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/05/okay-after-i-blogged-last-week-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111494163938497221</id><published>2005-05-01T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T18:00:39.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, after updating. i went off. went to church to watch baptism. haha. yeah.... it was okay la. i loved amelia's shirt okay. it was black. with pink words that went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CAUTION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BLONDE THINKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha hillllaaarrriiouuusss. cute can. took piccies. yeahh. after that just hung around and stuff. chatted with everybody, usual after church thing cept this was after baptism. oh yeah I SUCK AT TAKING PHOTOS. i dint charge batts. so my batts were GAY. and then i tried to take pics of the ppl getting baptised. so yeahh.. I MISSED ALL OF THEM so gay, either WAY to slow or WAY to early. ah whatever. haha. after i went home.. went to study!! very COOL. okay. had dinner. then ben ho and my bro came back from bball.. ben ho stayed over and taught me maths lol. well soughta cause i kept getting it wrong. i soughta knew it la then do it on purpose cause i was BORED and it was fun getting ben ho all worked up trying to explain it. and i just go HUH. okay im so obsessed with crapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la. sorry ben. woke up late this morning. haha ben wore pink cause i wore pink and we were pinkies. weird how guys can wear pink nowadays. but its sooo cooool. anyway. came back and studied okay! and im studying UNTIL NOW. so i decided i deserved a break. well dont you think i do. grr, grr, grr. im so bored. i miss'd socca and everyones there today why does my STUUUPID english teacher have to give me heapsa hw this week? week one of term two. I HATE MS FRICHOT GONNA FUCKIN KILL HER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hate her heaps la okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgggghhhh&amp;^$%^$FFFFFFFFFFFFFF&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;Fffffffffff(*&amp;amp;amp;^*&amp;%^&amp;amp;#%$#%&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like have been eating SO MUCH im so fat im so fat IM SO FAT IM SO FAT IM SO FAT! help, pls. GOD SAVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, i am seriously neglecting my spiritual life. my spiritual walk is straying like til its almost a u-turn or something. practically like, non existant. shit i'm sucha bad christian. i am in need of money, i still can say. to the materialistic world i have conformed, oh GOD HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I THINK I NEED TO DO ASAP&lt;br /&gt;1) become more christian-like, lead a more christian life!&lt;br /&gt;2) DO ALL MY OVERDUE ASSIGNMENTS SLASH HOMEWORK&lt;br /&gt;3) save money&lt;br /&gt;4) lose 4 kgs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;5) go shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my number 3 and number 5 are seriously contradicting. btw everybody who thinks that i want to be a psychiatrist, you are partially right. partially. *contemplation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I WANT TO GET&lt;br /&gt;1) a new computer&lt;br /&gt;2) a new phone&lt;br /&gt;3) new shoes&lt;br /&gt;4) new bathers (but those arent that important as yet because its like nearly winter already)&lt;br /&gt;5) more herbal essences, even though i still have like 6 bottles. HA-HA funny.&lt;br /&gt;6) new mp3 player, NOT ipod anymore, i want to get the new mpio one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i think the creative zen thing is just another stupid version of iPod, yeah "creative", smart boy smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH obsessionsssss with GOOD CHARLOTTE SONGS. girls dont like boys girls like cars and moneehhhhh. guess what, my mum heard me sing this and she's just like dont go and learn this kind of song AH, you better know whats right whats wrong. im just like, what? its getting more real it is, all girls nowadays wanna grow up and become a taitai. right? ems am i right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la, i cant say anything more. you prbly dont wanna anyway, its all crap in them brain cells anyway, i seriously am a brain-cell waster person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRLS don't like boys GIRLS like &lt;s&gt;CARS and MONEY&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111494163938497221?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111494163938497221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111494163938497221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111494163938497221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111494163938497221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/05/okay-after-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111482828293962143</id><published>2005-04-30T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T10:31:22.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no, i am not dead. just busy so no time to update LA. so many things have happened. tuesday school term started. I HATE SCHOOL. got to miss out on math causei had voice lesson. wahahaha IM SO COOL! no math oh yeahhh. had fashion. she told us we were'nd gonna do the denim project yet. just a simply clothing article, GAY. makin a skirt i am. imma buy the stuff soon. haha i cant wait. oookay. had new teacher in moosic. not voice like music theory class thing. ms stweard or some other name. she's better than mr holt. okayy. new teacher in science too! at least this one teaches us. but he's so strict!! anyway he said we weren't allowed to change seats form last term which is GAY but i switched w sam and jubilee swtched w kenny so we would sit beside each other. but we did it like on the sly so he didnt know. welll yeah. put us to work STRAIGHT AWAY. so stupid. his name is radestock. yes go on pls do, LAUGH AT IT. i hate him but he teaches stuff unlike mr rafei, who was so funny but never teaches stuff, so he's okay i guess. no piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday i wagged school. wahaha was sick. yes i WAS sick okay!! fever and all the stupid symptoms. gay. thursday. went back to school. reached school at around 8.15am and ariel was there. haha special connection, we dint arrange okay! plus we reached our lockers at the same time haha. scary. okay well he only came to study w casper at the library lol. which is so stupid considering classes started at 9. and they had like what, 20 minutes because casper was late, still. owell. double phys. ed. first. then science stupid science. then double s+e. then double fashion! wahaha. then i cant rmb. haha owelll. it was okay. thursday i have no math, so you do realise that i havent had math until friday's double after lunch SINCE LAST TERM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay well. i helped hannah w chinese even though i do japanese but i did chinese in sgp lol those who were in my class, NIC HELPING IN CHINESE?! BUT SHE SUCKS MAN! i know, i do. but i rock here so poo YOU. haha. dont worry laa. in english had to do our speeches and she was picking names outta the &lt;s&gt;hat&lt;/s&gt; box. WE DIDNT GET PICKED! yesss!! so we have til monday. which is so cool because jason and jubs have done theirs and me and hannah havent so we couldnt have done it ANYWAY. haha. okay whateverrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD YOUTH! before that hannah came over and everything we did her speech and some of mine. so yeah. curled her lashies we did haha so pretty weety that girl will seriously get killed by me one day she thinks her lashes are SHORT. uh WTH HANNAHH!!!!!! okay i love hannah can haha. youth. it was a like just kinda nice quiet night. no invites whatsoever. i like it this way we havent had it in ages and even though the rest was so incredibly FUN FUN FUN but this actually helps spiritual growth la. im sooo talking like a pastor-ess or sth haha. hmm. yeah anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY i woke up. came online. still waiting for more ppl to come online. currently only 14 ppls online HELP! well its 10.27 on a saturday morning soooo.. yeah. i doubt anybody will come online anytime soon. im hungry. grr CANNOT EAT! nononono. im going to church later! watch some ppl get baptised. the ones i know are namely AMELIA wahaha yayy!! nat goh joanne! trixie. i cant rmb. MARK LOY i think. but its cool. okay. well. i have like nothing else to say. so, bye! oh yes everybody's bday comin up. jem- may1, clarissa- may4, ben ho!!- may7, jubs- may11, dad- may12, marisa-, may 15? I DUNNO HOW IMMA MAKE IT HAPPEN BUT I WILL GET THEM ALL STH. cept maybe jem lol cause i dunno jem that well he's never been like my cell leader i might just say happy bday. okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the thoughts lead back to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111482828293962143?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111482828293962143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111482828293962143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111482828293962143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111482828293962143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-i-am-not-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111443426932116541</id><published>2005-04-25T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T21:04:29.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all, just to let you know. i did not compose the poem/song thingy that i wrote there. the part time lovers title, is just a random song that i think i heard before. and the bit below it that went day time friends, night time lovers. is actually a real song by this really old guy and its really old and the cd belongs to my dad. so i dont reckon you'll know him. i cant rmb his name haha. but the song is really nice. haha. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was heaps'aaa funn'aaa!!!!!! haha weird okay please. okay well i woke up early went for church. first service. the guy speaking was pretty good. anyway. nobody was in first service so i sat w phryne and aletheia only. kez was on my other side and the older girls like yin and them.. so yeah. second service abby came w me cause she was in childrens church for the first. that bum ariel came for second service. he was freakin SLEEPING haha. anyway. haha. yeah. it was okay la. then went for lunch. nat chrisong timmyloy!! abby ariel and me. haha. all ordered the 5 dollar chicken rice thing from singapore hawkers, cept for abby who got laksa and nat got wonton thing. haha. sounds so singaporean when i say we eat asian foods I MISS ALL YUS IN SGP! and the food and shopping and neos bla bla bla. okay. then after that went for discover your gifts. BORING i tell you i feel so bad but its still sorta useless! BUT ANYWAY!!! hahhahahahaaha im going psycho! well ya la. ariel sent me home from there, then i went for soccer with daddy dearest lol malu pls. went to pick up chris ong and he's one stinky boy! i had to sit next to him in the car SMELLYY!! haha. okay well picked ariel up yay. ariels so weird now! into all these polos that dont suit him. he wore this blue polo to church and then to soccer this cow print polo that doesnt even look good on him. okay la whatever will not complain. still cute la haha from now on i will call him mickey moo haha not mickey mouse. AIYA IM SO WEIRD LAAAA!!!!! shalalalala OHMYMY haha. okayokayokay. soccer. me and abby tried to make a game w the lil kids. well i did, she just like bummed you dumb bum abby! haha. anyway. it dint really work out it was so BORING. me and abby went for a walk then for this bball thing. it wasnt a court, not even half court. just this bball pole on a slab of concrete. its crap please, but of course its an oval and there to play soccer not bball so what can i say. it was okay la just randomly shooting in. and missing of course. haha. anyway. okay la. after that. the fun beginnsss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay well ben ho followed us home because he was staying over. dropped the smelly boy off (aka chris ong) aha okay well. haha sorry for the long pause in between there ariel just came online. hmm lets see. oh wait actually you dunno if there was a pause do you. haha fine um so ben followed us home. had dinner. haha i took a shower first of course. played wwe SMACKDOWN knowing how ben no matter how he denies it IS ADDICTED TO SMACKDOWN! haha. he seriously is, i mean every single time he comes to my place he goes to the ps2 and plays wwe smackdown. ytd he was the unnderrtakkerr. haha. okay it was heaps fun. then kenny jem vinny kevin liang all came over yay. they played wing11 or something i dunno but its a soccer one on ps2 and its heaps better than fifa or anything! haha it was really fun. crazy ariel and crazy vinny and the crazy younger sister went out to play bball. ariel was feeling sad cause sth happened and i thought he was gonna move to melbourne or sth and i was sooo scared! haha but he said it was some family issue and amelia's crying at home so he came over. i dunno. im still soughta worried. okay wellll. hmm lets see. okay anyway. just had heapsa heapsa fun. ben and ariel stayed over. abby as well. the rest went home around like 1. i think. we just played smackdown thru the night. it was heaps fun~! vinnys heaps funny i am telling you he is the most slapstick comedian you can find. okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. was so funny. jubilee came over. when i was SLEEPING. malu malu! okay well hannah came over as well. it was actually meant to be for english but we ended up NOT doing what we were meant to do lol. okay well. everybody went home after having some fun playing need4speed! hehhh. and some other stuff la just bummin around. i was meant to go to work then i told my mum not to come i was feeling abit sick and had some hw to finish anyway, of which the last bit is TRUE! okay! haha but im not gna do it imma do it some time later.. or tmrw. haha. okay laaa. ariels waiting so ttfn, haha i read bens sms-es from kez and she always says ttfn, tata for now. which is pretty funny. okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the hell &lt;/span&gt;are you &lt;u&gt;waiting&lt;/u&gt; for?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111443426932116541?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111443426932116541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111443426932116541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111443426932116541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111443426932116541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-all-just-to-let-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111426748546807625</id><published>2005-04-23T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T22:44:45.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all! okay thursday.. i was just bummin around. the morning. talked to ariel on the phone for aggesss i think was the longest we've ever talked recently considering we're banned from the phone. when our parents are home that is. gayNESS! welll. i had piano thing. and yeah its so stupid and BORING! after that i rushed home. kat and sarah came over to my place to pick me up kat was driving and sarah was navigating her so of course we got lost haha. it was DARK okay even if its right outside my house haha. out of my driveway. WELL SHUT UP IF WE'RE AS DUMB AS PARIS HILTON! hey guess what i read in a magazine that paris hilton has only been to the supermarket ONCE in her life. and she was like WHOA THIS IS SO COOL! haha well screw her. well okay not me just some random other guy go screw her lol. ooookaaay. ew had dance choreo, i came back at around 10, starved and then went to eat dinner. few biccies and water. okay great that was all i ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the most perfect day wahhaa. cept for a few happenings. ariel came over at one cause his parents are on leadership camp or some other and my mum's in sydney and my dad gets home after 5. so great. we talked lots about what was gonna happen to us and stuff, and yes, JD, WE DID GET A SONG HALF DONE. half is good okay. haha. okay. welll ariel cant sing please. he's absolutely adorable when he tries to though my ears just scream for mercy. haha. okay la he's okay at singing laa. my bro is seriously HEARTBROKEN! angie and him are going through a tough time right now!! omg i am the middle person AGAIN! okay whatever. ems and abs and all them came over abby looking ohsoHOT in her new rebonded hair pls. okayokayokay!!! OKAY!! haha. um we went to the normal rossy pri oval place thingy. and guess who was there as well, dumb bums like ryan tan and joe chen I HATE THEM annoying ppl they are. trashed them in footy we did. and anyway, there was this guy dexter. he's in year 10 he's 15 but hello? he acts like he's 7 or sth. i mean come ON if my 10 year old harmless cousin punches you you dont punch him back HOW MUCH BIGGER ARE YOU so my and my big mouth pointed that out. and the others as well. then he ran away. abby ran after him and of course i couldnt let abby go alone so i had to run with her HELLO we were frick'n BAREFOOT! like wth we had to run on all these stupid grovelly paths after him and on the grass with so man stupid nuts since its autumn and everythings falling of the trees. DAMMIT IT HURT OKAY. my foot was bleeding up the back, right foot. ouchie wouchie. well us ms psychiatrists FINALLY got him to stop and come bcak with us. and then owell. just played a bit more then we went home. SERIOUSLY GAY INCIDENT pls! grr. well ariel stayed over for dinner, went back at 10.40pm? around there? yeah. mum came back around 11.10pm i think, yeah so it was PERFECT TIMING!!! ookayyyy okay! whatever la. i got a new jumper and its pink and its billabong and it was 40 BUCKS! haha cheap cheap cheap mum got it from sydney. im so happy im so happy i finally have a worth wearing jumper besides my so very THIN gio one and the youth ones. but the youth ones are awesome ay. i lost the pullover one NOO!! haha. okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. woke up. got changed and everything. went down to shelley foreshore for the childrens church thing. owell i dunno. it was okay. spent lotsa time playing captians ball with the lil kids and the uncles. haha. it was fun we owned cause it was guys on girls. haha. oh yeah OWNNNN-AGEEEE!! haha. took a few pictures and so imma upload them now, tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;part time &lt;u&gt;lovers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;day time friends and night time lovers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoping noone else discovers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where they go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what they do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in their secret hideaway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;day time friends and night time lovers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoping noone else discovers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so they love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the night time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and shake hands in the light of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111426748546807625?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111426748546807625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111426748546807625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111426748546807625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111426748546807625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-all-okay-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111417868405676205</id><published>2005-04-22T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T22:05:10.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ariels over now so i cant update much, but, here's something to amuse yourselves with. haha have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src='http://images.quizfarm.com/1104013662sbtb.jpg'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 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DAMMIT. then i told ariel and surprisingly he said this 'nvm la nic, we write one tghter la' and i was like omg why didnt i think of that? haha im breaking out in zits. like seriously. i dunno why. so now im doing private formula facial cleanser, private formula astringent, tea tree medical ance gel, this weird thing called pimplex, private formula skin renewal, and private formula moisturiser. wahhaa plus im doing it 4 times a day. i cant tell if its getting better. okay la whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I TALKED TO CHERIE TODAY! AND CARRIE! OMGGG it was weird cause my mum called aunty millie on the way sending me to piano. and then they talked for ages. so me and cher only got like 5 seconds saying OMG OMG OMG and me and carrie got 5 seconds saying OMG OMG OMG haha okay whatever. it was way awesome i didnt know that i could call them! grr im gonna call them like everyday now. wahaha. okay today piano was awesomely good because i practised 2hrs a day since my holidays this weeks crap cause mums back. but she just left for sydney like 10 minutes ago. so yeahhh. okay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;piano teacher was heaps happy with me. im meant to practise 2 hrs on SCHOOL days i mean who wants to practise piano half your social life of whats left after we're deprived from so many things due to a few idiotic things called school, homework, assignments. i mean piano practise is prbly something made up by assholes with too much time to restrict us from having a social life. haha, oh yeah i had a quiz fetish last night haha went around looking for tiny quizzes. very amusing actually. okay whatever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today was uberly boring. seriously! i woke up. ariel called we talked heaps there was this lil dude called ansel who's 4 at his house and he's asian but he's like super cute and gonna grow up australianised. haha he's the uber sweetie i tell you. anyway yeah. i was like hey ansel!! and he would take 10 seconds to reply. um who are you? haha. okay well after that i had piano pls. which was good. then yeah i just bummed the whole day. wont see anybody and wont tmrw either. cept i have dance choreo meeting. haha which reminds me i have to think up 2 sets of 8 min. by tmrw! ah stresssss. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm so bad at choreographing moves in front of people i cant think. but if its just me infronta my stereo with some hiphop r&amp;amp;b going on i just flow, you know? okay whatever.. im growing fat. current weight 41.6kg. okay i ate too many cookies. haha mums off to syd and ariels parents are leaving tmrw for some camp or other. hmm, coincidence or fate. haha im so random. whajamacallit. um weird. thats it. haha. okay bye. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jeez ariel you're super horny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you touched my hand, i could touch the &lt;u&gt;sky&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111401150306728290?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111401150306728290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111401150306728290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;favorite song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='favorite song' value='dont have one' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Parents think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;You work too hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Strangers think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;You&amp;#39;re smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Friends think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;You&amp;#39;re wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='Raven319'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1066614940'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;&lt;a href='http://memegen.net/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' 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bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;best physical quaility:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;best personality trait:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;will you marry your bf/gf that you have now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;it depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;when will you get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;March 6, 2017&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;your kiss is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;short and sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;People date you because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;you're funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='lpfloatsmyboat'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074642484'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out 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method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Whats does your personality rate from 1-10? by &lt;a href='http://www.hjfgsdhf.com'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;morning_prayer&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your first full name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Your first full name' value='nicholette' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your personality rates a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;ten!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;your best quality is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;you have class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;your worst quality is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;ha nothing! you rule!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;this is because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;its genetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='morning_prayer'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074625254'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111391640960979027</id><published>2005-04-19T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T21:24:14.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heh, well yea. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sunday, i woke up super early. ben ho came to pick me up cause i was serving in childrens church.. welllllll it was okay. haha i had to put up a play and im like so incharge of so many many things now aunty rinda's putting me in charge of so many things it's not funny anymore. anyway. after church. second service. then had the discover your gifts thing. here are my results from the assessment thingys: self assessment : (gifts in order of highest marks) encouragement, leadership, creative communications, hospitality. observation assessments: (others did a survey and i added up marks) hospitality, encouragement, leadership, creative communications. haha they match. there are about 25 all tgther and i got the same 4 for both. might actually mean sth ay. had my 5dollr chicken rice for lunch omg lunch was super malu-ating. like the rest went to himart to get drinks so i stayed back w ariel to book the tables then aunty cecilia and aunty jane (nats mum) came in!! and we were like uhhh the rest are here, just um not here. and they were like yeah okay okay. like they didnt believe us or sth lol malu malu. haha well yeah. after that.. aunty cecilia (abby's mum) sent me and abby home then i rushed in to change. oh yeah my mum came back saturday night. but anyway i rushed in to change into shorts. then we went to apsley for the usual soccer routine thingy. but she brought a footy. well yeah. haha. me and abby went for a run, it was good. i havent ran in a while and it wasnt even that long. it was prbly only like 1.5 km or sth. but we ran uphill and all that crap. anyway. yeahhh. then it got colllddd haha. its like half winter now and its not funny cause its so frickn hot half the time then so cold. autumn is sooo unpredictable. like you wake up today and its boiling and then in the night it drops to 10 degrees and then in the morning its freezing then in the night you're sweating in your pjs. dummbbbooo. well yeahh. after we went to this pastor's house. abby was invited as well. it was just our family and their family and this other family i think. well we were the only like young ppl there. so we went to their gym. omgg their GYM is so frickn COOOL. ive been there before but i still was like wooahhh. haha. it has like this full wall mirror. and then has equipment in front of it. first is a treadmill, then its this pace thingy i dunno. then its the cycling one. then its the rowing one. then its the weights area thing. and its awesome cause its got a frickn TOILET in it and the toilet is so nice haha. and outside its the pool with a spa with a table in the spa so you can have yr frickn supper on that in summer. okay imma have a gym and a pool when i grow up haha. owell. food was good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay monday, yesterday. woke up. my bro slept over at vinnys.. cause the youth guys had this whole night soccer match watching thing. haha man u and new castle. haha a very good statement made by uncle paul "its not man u played well la, it's new castle sucks" haha. nevermind. well then my bro came home. i had piannooo. suck la she made me do scales, again, the whole lesson!! grr. grr andrea quit on me!!! why why why did she quit now im like the lousiest student!! well anyway.. i like bummed the whole day. ben ho kenny and jem came over.. i didnt do much. talked to ben alot. haha aw i feel so sorry for ben his hearts like fully broken!!! aw ben its okay i'll always love ya!! as like a sister brother kinda thing la. haha well. he was like you know you two (me and my bro) should make like a chewy band or sth haha the chewy and the chewette (what kev calls me) lol. and then we started talking bout that then it got to ben ho me and my bro. and ben ho's like okay benho and the chews! thne im like uh, NO its nic and the bens!!! and my bro's like nooo its the bens and the extra girl haha. and im just like uhhh.. well yeah. i feel so sorry for both of them theyre so heartbroken!!!!!!!!!! awww. okay well. that's about it. kenny and jem mostly just sat in fronta the tv. i sat with them a bit to watch lotr on foxtel. well yeah. haha. there's this super hilarious thing by tai mai shi or sth its super hilarious!! you have to download it man lol. okay. well. i didnt see ariel the whole of ytd. shit pls. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay well today. woke up.. timmy loy came over. we all decided to go for movie/shopping for sis present. cause her bday is on saturday. welllll. yes. i was planning to get her a roxy jumper, so that i could borrow it from time to time hehhh. and eventually it wouldve been mine!! lol cause she wouldnt fit into it alrdy. but no, i got her this glass thing that says happy bday from tatty bear and got her a matching tatty bear holding a gift in wrapping paper and ribbons and all. UNDER $40 IN TOTAL! not bad wahahahh saved lots considering i was about to buy a roxy jumper. well it was me abby ariel jacob timmyloy and my bro. OMG ABBY REBONDED HER HAIR! AND GOT IT CUT SHORTER! AND GOT A FRONT FRINGE! wahaha its uberly nice pls. haha. it super suits her. well yeah. we caught the interpreter. there was this thing with the manager and we all had to get out our ID and stuff.. it was like really gay. very annoying. then when we were about to go in he came over and was like, oh you cant bring your hot food in so you're gna have to eat it outside. and we were like oookkayyy. cause we all bought kfc. i had a snacker. totally stupid had to rush it. ugh. well me and ariel went to sit on one corner at the back seat and the rest went to sit in the OTHER corner. nothing much else to say. so no comment on what happened in the movie. hehh. except its so DEEP and it took ariel ages to explain it to me haha. i didnt pay anyway. lol thanks bruh!! okay. thats about it. I HAVE PIANO TMRW!! help. haha. okay whatever i dont care la. i practised before this okay. i'm so good. okay. my bro's on the youth commmiiitttteeee!!! games man, thats THE BOMB section!! haha. its where all the aaccckkk-shunnnn happens. oh yeah. haha okay i will have an insight on this because nessie is also on the team and so is timmy loy. haha okay la okay laaa. bye! currently listening to: i just wanna live-8.38pm, now listening to beautiful soul-9.12pm okay la i'm so random. haha okay ciao. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dont want another pretty face, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dont want just anyone to hold, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dont want my love to go to waste, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want you and your beautiful soul.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111391640960979027?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111391640960979027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111391640960979027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111391640960979027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111391640960979027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/heh-well-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111365972718774606</id><published>2005-04-16T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:55:27.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohiyo gosaimasu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back. well &lt;b&gt;friday&lt;/b&gt; was so. frickn. boring! likee seriously. i woke up. had frickn piiaanno. she stupidly tested me on my scales which i frckn did not practise, i had spent ages on my 2 new songs and learnt them by heart and everything but she spent a whole frickn hour going thru frickn scales. stupid. ugh waste of my stupid money. considering i'm paying for my piano lessons because i work for my mum as like a secretary and i do stuff for her and i dont get frickn paid, not even an allowance. things have changed so frickn much. urgh hate hate hate piano!! practising lessons performing sucks. piano was only fun when i didn't have lessons at the end of p6 cause i stopped before psle to concentrate on my studies. then i just played all the songs i wanted and learnt them so much better. ugh ugh ugh now all the technical shit comes in!!! anyway, haha me and ariel had this web cam audio thing going on heh. and i webcam-ed like everybody lolllll.. then me and ariel got into this huge fight and i signed out on him. haha. then he called me two seconds later and we had this silent phone call thing haha. just like he says sth and i say sth then silennceee. i was like lets just hang up cause its not gonna make any difference anyway... and he was like *silence for 5 mins* sweet dreams then hung up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yea he called me this morning and we sorta made up. thennn yeaa. i had to go thru this skit i made up about abraham and isaac and stuff haha. my sis and my two cousins helped out by being my actors hehhh. welll, yea. then i went to church. there was this bum around cum chill out day there. so firstly there were games. then there was a free time thing with a board games area and a movie area where they were screening cheaper by the dozen then there was a quiet area. firstly we had this yr 9 girlys vs yr 8 girlys TABOO!!! i love tabboooooo its the best game everrrr. haha, well we won, of course. thanks to our psyco telepathic supernatural goddess connection. wahaha sounds awesome. huh? annyywayy. then we just bummed in the quiet room talking about random stuff like eye colours and contact lenses and toe nails and manicures and pedicures and eye brow waxings and stuff haha. well yeaaahhh. hmm. then we went over to the shops and got stuff from hi mart the korean place. haha i got hello panda biccies! they are so awesome!! well yea. then kenny ben ho ariel kev alv and my bro had this Live! CS thing. haha kenny was the camera man and i was meant to be hostage lol. they are so cute i tell yu. its like COVER ME! roger that! haha hiLARRRious. well yeah. then we had a scarecrow game and it was heapssss fun!!! then we had dinna. me eve and hannah wanted some peace and quiet (abby had to go to some dinner thing by then) well yeah. so we went and ate in the dark outside. but then all the girlys came to join us and i was like uhh i'm outie. haha well i gave half my pasta to my bro haha. then we had free time. we just bummed and played twister. i sat and talked to ariel a bit by ourselves til the new girl eileen came to talk to us. grr she's hell weird ay not to be mean but she's so frickn shy!! she's runs away from us. like sits near us then after that she goes psyco when she's comfortable. haha we were playing billionaire and everybody could see my undies so ariel being so "protective" *AHEMMM* sat back to back heh and it was a bit weird cause i dunno what the leaders thought about that. well yeah. that was about it we just played games but it was heaps fun me and ems cheated in billionaire and teamed up and split the profits hehhhh. thats about it haha. meh,,, okay well i feel so bitchy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning into a MEAN GIRL i'm getting so mean. and i'm getting so bitchy nowadays. grr. well somebody save me. i'm growing fat too. I AM EATING SO MUCH I FRICKN WAY 41KG ON A NORMAL DAY BEFORE DINNER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime you &lt;strong&gt;cry&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;save up all your tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will be your rainbow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when they disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wash away&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;s&gt;pain&lt;/s&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;til yu' &lt;u&gt;smile&lt;/u&gt; again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will be the one to dry your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;everytime you cry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111365972718774606?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111365972718774606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111365972718774606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111365972718774606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111365972718774606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/ohiyo-gosaimasu-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111348738229852120</id><published>2005-04-14T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:03:02.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hows all of yu? ive been bumming around all day ytd. nothing happened, at all. nobody came over cept jem. but he's 22 and i cant talk to him much haha. welllll.. yeah. i need to get a life, like seriously. only today ppl came over. well before that, ytd i watched tv all day and helped my sis compose a song she was writing. yeah, im practically doing everything. so lets call it nicholette's song. haha. watched tv so muchhh. caught daddy day care and sweet home alabama and bruce almighty showing on tv, foxtel. yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.. i woke up. did theory hw. helped my sis w her song again. i wrote the chorus. finished it. ariel and them came over. me and ariel had a lil "talk" in my room cause my mum wasnt home haha. 20 min pls. cannot get me pregnant dont worry. XD sorry ariel. well i had to go off for piano and by the time i came back, they went home. SHUXXX. well. ariel is serious the horniest person alive, i tell you. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOELLL!! kill him for meh, somebody. he said to his dad "oh nic and ariel were kissing and everything in the movies" he said he meant it as a joke and im just like, wtfff. his dad took it for real, considering he's a PASTOR. haha now ps. benny's(joels dad)  gonna talk to our parents about it. i mean, c'mon are you SERIOUS, we would kiss right beside JOEL in the movies in the FRONT ROW SEAT, which is where we sat on tues btw, considering how late ariel was picking me up from my place. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yea. seeya''lllll!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;leira &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;ineedyuBYmyside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111348738229852120?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111348738229852120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111348738229852120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111348738229852120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111348738229852120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111340442640846526</id><published>2005-04-13T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T23:00:26.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY ALL! ive changed my template! many thanks to gettyimages for the picture! anyway, i have to like apologise to all my MOZILLA and OPERA or any other anti-IE fellow users! i tried to make it work for both, but this stupid skin wont. so this is only viewable in IE (internet explorer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry again to all Mozilla Firefox and Opera users!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update on the current happenings in my ohsoBORING holiday life. piano tmrw, shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me how we're gonna be together &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111340442640846526?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111340442640846526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111340442640846526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111340442640846526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111340442640846526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-all-ive-changed-my-template-many.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111331772989525469</id><published>2005-04-12T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T22:55:29.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised that my blog comes up all munted on mozilla browser. cause i use it now. and its all screwed and its fckn gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111331772989525469?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111331772989525469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111331772989525469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111331772989525469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111331772989525469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-just-realised-that-my-blog-comes-up.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111331235728908310</id><published>2005-04-12T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T21:25:57.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all, howsit going. today was fun fun fun! haha i woke up and called ariel then called abby. decided to go to garbo to watch movies. aunty cindy sent us.. hmm yea. well we got there preeetty late so the tickets were &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sold out&lt;/span&gt; . fuckit. anyway. it was joel jacob rachy abby ariel timmyloy my bro my sis my cousin phryne and me. 10 of us. we managed to snag 8 tickets.. but then me and timmyloy didnt have tickets. so we bluff la, cheat our way through. the rest went in first. then me and timmy just waited outside. my bro came out with his ticket in his hand and 2 other tickets in his pocket. then me and timmyloy got in for free. wahahha. evil evil. good la. watched the pacifier btw. its pretty good i missed out on some bits though.. lol. well ariel's distractive okay! anyway. we were sitting right at the corner. haha. so shit la anyway. after that we went for lunch it was about 2 then. rachy had to go off at 2.30. then me timmyloy my bro my sis phryne and ariel were going home at 3.30. so yea.. abby jacob and joel were going home at 4.. so yea. we just walked around. kleins is so frckn CRAP now i tell you, no good things left. i wanted to get this boy-girl thing for ariel and myself but nooo, they just DIDNT sell it. wtff. anyway. yala. went home. then ariel picked me up for bball. abby just was sucha bum couldnt be bothered to come to my house so she could come w ariel and me. lousy abby lousy! anyywayyyy. went for bball at murdoch. it was an fcc bball thing. i tell you so many ppl can play bball, like seriously. teck eddie yoy and all them, i mean they can &lt;strong&gt;play!&lt;/strong&gt; yala. after that. i came home. had a shower. and ariel's not online. i'm skipping dinnaaa.. oh yeah I EFFIN HATE LIZARDS. like SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I DONT CARE WHAT PEOPLE WILL SAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111331235728908310?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111331235728908310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111331235728908310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111331235728908310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111331235728908310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-all-howsit-going.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111322807400905148</id><published>2005-04-11T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:01:14.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah i'm beginning to freak myself out. i'm having conversations about the randomest things. WITH MYSELF. it's like i have a ditzy blonde version of me like extreme kinda ditzy, and a frckn nerd like a full nerd. and they talk to each other. it's fully freaky, am i going crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR PSYCHIATRIST HELPPP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah shiat. i have an imaginary friend and her name is crystal. thats nice. i'm joking laa. but i do like have weirdo talks w myself without actually SAYING anything its more like in my mind. ah shiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, anyway. I CUT MY HAIR!! its shorter, and wispier, so to speak. its so short that when i tie it up there's this 5cm tail of hair that's ever so thin sticking out. not sticking out. curving out. yea, haha . many thanks to steph and cher, my inspirations lol. aiya. after that had bball. it's been so long since ariel and i have hung out anywhere at all like that besides school. since our restrictions literally dont let us go anywhere together.  alone or anything. the usual. the guys had this thing against tim ong and my bro how their so fckn pro at bball. like 5 on 2 and my bro and tim ong was still whooping their arses. like wth. we walked home late. it was dark i could barely see. haha. had dinner. some fish and chip crap my sis cooked. it was disgusting. i forced myself to eat it since i was desperately hungry i hadnt eaten the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just bummed after. just finished watching hi5! I LOVE hi5!!! theyre so COOLLL!!! im sucha baby. well, yea about it. movies tmrw anybody? hint ARIEL???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it &lt;strong&gt;doesnt &lt;/strong&gt;matter what people say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111322807400905148?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111322807400905148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111322807400905148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111322807400905148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111322807400905148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/ah-im-beginning-to-freak-myself-out.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111313892298478528</id><published>2005-04-10T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T21:15:22.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been blogging quite a lot recently. haha. well good for yous, get smth to READ must be frckn bored to read my shit. haha. well today. woke up at 6.30 PLEASE! yes nicholette managed to wake up after 2 snoozes on her very annoying hello kitty given by anwen alarm clock. AHHH. its annoying pls, its like "Its A Small World" from disney. ANNOYING! its heaps loud my bro can hear it OUTSIDE the house. haha. anyway. ben ho and parents picked me up. served childrens church for the first service. oh yea 2 services now haha. second service was practically empty because my friends deserted me for first service. and after had nobody to go lunch with. was sposed to go w ben ho cause he was serving childrens church same time as me. anyway. went with nat and chris ong. i REALLY did NOT want to go with them. it was like the worst thing i could do. it turned out surprisingly okay. i didnt like feel so weird or anything. yea anyway we ate at singapore hawker foods. i had the famous five dollar chicken rice. haha. I FINISHED IT. prbly cause i told them to gimme less. anyway after had the discover your gifts pt2 thing. after that ps yoy sent me and my bro home. then my bro went off for bball. i wanted to go along but ariel was at soccer match which my dad was going so i went w my dad. it was okay. the guys are sexist, girls couldnt play today. frckn chauvanists. PIGS. rarrrr. so yeah the girlys just got a lil captains ball thing going on. anyway. it was okay la. ariel barely said 2 sentences to me. first was a "hey hold these for me."&lt;-- he gave me his keys. then "thanks, okay see you tmos" &lt;-- when i returned him his keys . whatEVERrrr. anyway. he's not even talking to me online. had kfc for dinner. yumm. i have been eating so much nicholette's weight is currently like 41.2kg after dinner. SCREAM. shit shit SHIT please. i wasted all my effort losing weight after camp. shit laaa. diet diet. who has good diets that work and dont take much suffering. haa. okay whatever. update tmrws. oh yes, HOLIDAYS ARE HERE SHALLALALA YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;since you've been gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111313892298478528?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111313892298478528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111313892298478528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111313892298478528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111313892298478528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/ive-been-blogging-quite-lot-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111287881769408486</id><published>2005-04-09T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T20:56:52.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im fckn grounded. GOD HELP ME! the holidays til my mum gets here, NOBODY is allowed over. I CANT GO OUT EXCEPT FOR BBALL AND STUFF. what the fck is that. its the holidays I MEAN ITS MY FREE TIME FOR ONCE. abbys like wtfff cause she wansta go shopping and im her like best friend so we shop tgther but nooooo. im fckn GROUNDED. geeeez. its the holidays. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been an awesome awesome week. on monday at school. haha. i had double science. revise for test. thanks mr rafei for helping us revise!!!!! i had single jap. TEST!! i was heaps bad in that. after that recess.. hmm nothing much. after recess there was double english. gay teacher we've got. so gay please. now we have to get into groups and talk about gay shit of the book she made us read. jubs me and hannah. but JASON wansta join in. jason sth. i HATE HIM. he's a fag. so shit please. anyway. we decided to do hating alison ashley. instead of playing beatie bow which, by the way, is the book she made us read. i mean who the hell calls their book playing beatie bow. wtf is that. its all about magic and witchy stuff with stuff like The Gift and The Stranger and time travel and shit. what the hell. so gay. i am in a very bad mood so im just swearing as i type this. and after that. had lunch. then.. double math. gayness. math is always the same actually its okay maths is. cept that its so &lt;b&gt;boring&lt;/b&gt;. anyway. yeah. s+e last. we're on this new extra thing. its pretty cool. just poster on anythign related to what we've done this term. so me and jubs and JASON (again, grr) decided on great barrier reef. we just pretended to watch a documentation on it on the tv in the library. me and jubs just talk. jason has stinko breath. ew-er. anyway. after school had frckn piano. came home. felt so tired. studied for science. helped mum cook cause she's going away for 10 days and she was cooking in advance. i came online to upload piccies and update my mp3 player. went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was good. double first was music. was boring. BUT IT WAS THE LAST DOUBLE WITH MR HOLT! finally. he's not taking us next term another teacher is. i think its mr desinquay or however you spell his name, lol. but its GOOD. anyway. i hate him he made us do work on his last double. shitty he is. after that had single s+e or math i think. recess. then double fashion. VERY NICE. i started on my starfish thingy. im making a starfish one. its just an extra thingy. its pretty cool. i got scrap material from school. its really cool. i'll take a picture one day and post it here. oh yeah i finished my heart cushion! its really cool. i'll take a piccy of that too. after that had lunch. then i had voice lesson so i had to miss out on HALF my science test time. i had to finish my test in half the time. i had voice assessment as well. i got 27/30 wahaha very proud of myself. anyway after that rushed straight to science for my test. had to sit in the office so i wont copy off anybody. so stupid. couldnt cheat. i knew the answer sheet was in the pile of papers in fronta me but NO i couldnt look for it cause there were two other teachers in the office both right beside me on either side. so shit please. had phys. ed. last. soccer. SOMETHING GOOD FOR ONCE. haha anyway. after that had to rush out cause mum was picking me up cause i had piano. but nooo i rushed for nothing. cause apparantly my teacher is sick. yeah bullcrap. stupid please. i just saw her the day before.she is sooo dumb. anyway. it was okay la didnt matter. good anyway. she's so shitty though she doesnt wanna teach then say la. bitch i was talking to andrea and she has lessons after me and she said she did have lessons. anyway yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was double english first. me hannah jubs and jason just bummed to whole time. haha. after that had math. boring. double s+e. FUN! haha me and jubs were taking pics in the library its so funny. i love him he's so fun to take pics with. and then had lunch. digital imaging was next. did nothing. music next. i hate mr holt on the last day he made us watch the credits for west side story. for your info, its not the 5566 one its the musical. west side story 5566 version is like copywrite of the old version, which is a frckn musical. you'd think on his last time seeing us we'd have something fun to do. after that in science we were just talking and bumming the whole time. very nice. i can live with that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was double phys. ed. first. double period of soccer. nice. science. HAD A PARTY! very nice. i love that. haha. s+e was just finishing up our poster thingy. lunch. then fashipn!! i finished my starfish its filled with rice not beans but it still feels bean-bag-y except its not so lumpy cause rice is small. had english next. bored myself to near death. and i nearly wet myself too. i took some stuffing outta my heart cushion. and put it in ms frichot's hair (pronounced freeeee-sh-oohhh. note the ms title given to her, thus she is not married. and i am not one bit surprised because she is, as her name gives away, a freak-show.) everybody kept laughing cause she's so clueless. she found out in the end i think i got dobbed on. but she thought it was jubs so jubs had to stay back. i felt so bad. i rushed off anyway. went to the front of the school. cause i was walking back with this chick named charissa who's in the dance choreography team (me, charissa, kat, ale) i just hung around the year 11s for awhile.a nd the year 12s. i felt so try-hard cause they were all blue-shirted seniors and i was this loser in white shirt lol. no la they were nice. cause they all know my bro. anyway. i walked to her house. she is SO good at drawing anime! im serious. its like really good. and her rooms really cool. its got lotsa beady stuff hanging everywhere and her drawings posted up all over the wall. anyway. kat came to pick us up in her car which is very nice inside haha. we had to wait for ale to come with the key to the church. haha. so me kat and charissa went to the korean shop and bought lollies then the to jap shop to buy sushi. can you believe katrina's on a diet? and she's only like frkcn 42 kg. and she's heaps taller then me she's prbly 165cm. like wtf. haha i ate like half her sushi cause i didnt have money to buy my own. i am SUCH a freeloader. anyway, ale came. with two happy meals haha. cause she couldnt finish and we had this 5 min gobble evrything down quickly thing. cause we were running late. then the action started. we just started dancing. it was nice but none of us had any inspiration cause we were all so full. anyway yea haha. well the rest that happened there is SECRETTTTT. after that kat drove charissa home then drove me and ale to ale's house. ariel was sleeping on amelia's bed lol. i pounced on him. literally. haha. he thought he was dreaming so he's like *whine whine whine* ameeliaaaaaa!!!!!! haha. but then i had to go la. i only stayed about 15 mins. came home and came online and uploaded my pics. very bored. im thinking of making a mypicgallery.com thing so that i can show everybody all the coolie pics. whatever lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. went to school heaps early. so bored. had double jap first. BORING. haha eve came to school. (she wagged monday) then had english. BORING again but it was writing period as it was friday so i wrote a poem out of no inspiration. haha it was for ariel and it wa pretty gay lol. i showed it to him at recess which was after and he laughed his head of. had double digi after. movie making now BORING. you notice so far all my classes have been &lt;b&gt;BORING&lt;/b&gt; anyway. had lunch after. gave sarina her bday pressie. then had double math. BORING AGAIN!! had s+e last. FUN! mr lobo just let us bum around and even use mobiles and cameras and open chips and everything. haha very fun. wasnt exactly a party but still. took lotsa pics. some of them on friendster so check'em out. will make  mypicgallery.com thing. i have decided lol. okay after school just hung around lockers and stuff. eve came over and we came online. then i went to timmys house. eve went to weihao's with my bro. haha. i played with JJ (timmys and markys dog). she is the most beautiful creature on earth i tell you. and anyway. david came over. zac came over. mandie came over. anwen came over. tim ho came over. angie came over. (all in order) so its like you hear the bell continuously ringing. cant rmb who else came lol. im so bad. the guys went to get food cept for timmy. and the girls stayed at his house bumming round and pigging out. they got KFC. yummified. managed to finish an entire breast meat bit. wow haha. then we had this fellowship time we just sat around and talked. then we got pop corn that i brought out and microwaved it in the oven. we burnt half of it so bummer for us. stunk up the place you have no idea how disgusting burnt popcorn smells. haha watched white chicks. fellowshipped s'more. the rest went home leaving me timmy marky and tim ho. so tim ho sent me back. his car is so cold!!! haha it was freeeezinggg. yeah it was a bit weird sitting in a guys car alone with him but i dint feel scared cause tim's like, 7 years older than me plus he's assist. cell leader. lol. okay. well i got home at about 12am. lol. kinda late-ish. i came online realised that i only had like 20 ppl online. anyway. yeah i went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today/saturday. i woke up at like 12. called ariel. woke him up haha. i broke the rules cause my mums not here she's in sgp and my dad wasnt home so nobody could tell that i called him at all. anyway. he said he couldnt come for bball or anything and neither could abby cause she went to free-o to shop. and he had this thing to go to with ems which i got a bit pissed about considering its ems thats going not me. lol. not really pissed but more annoyed. came online. and offline. and online and all that crap. in between was like bball outside my house. the half court (not even half court i reckon) on my driveway. piano practise for once haha. the phone as well. abby dint get anything at freo apparntly. lol. fremantle isnt that good cept for like supre or sth. anyway. nothing much. it was a very bum around day. haha i HAND SEWED a cushion for ariel. very proud of it i am. its a bit munted and outta shape but its still good. haha. thats about it guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored right now. haha friendster deleted lotsa my friends suddenly. i had like 315 then now i have 299. lousy friendster. anyway doesnt matter. its not as bad as like the last time when i came to australia. like i had 4 accounts the boom no friends left. but still. i gotta go early to church tmrws. 2nd services now. but 1st services for childrens church and im backup singer. bull lol. benhos comin'a pick me up early. so i better go. seeya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i just wanna live&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111287881769408486?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111287881769408486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111287881769408486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111287881769408486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111287881769408486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-fckn-grounded.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111253276116445678</id><published>2005-04-03T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:52:41.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/ft_nq.php?im"&gt;&lt;img alt="I am nerdier than 2% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!" src="http://www.wxplotter.com/images/ft/nq.php?val=2507" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a 2 percent nerd! NOO I WANNA BE A 100% NERD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! haha. actually nerds are cool you dont get bitched about. actually only the bitchiest bitches bitch about nerds even. ah whatever. i love my brother, no honestly i do. &lt;33.&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESUS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HERE WITH ME TONIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111253276116445678?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111253276116445678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111253276116445678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111253276116445678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111253276116445678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-2-percent-nerd-noo-i-wanna-be-100.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111253152499843261</id><published>2005-04-03T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:32:05.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys. haha lotsa things happened that i realised i didnt update. wendy and sarinas been getting into this huge fight. and from like best friends theyre like fully bitching bout each other. i mean COME ON just say SORRY. bitches. and sarina dumped micah on the phone at cell on friday. omggg. and hmm.. yeah kennys my chicken and im his spanky. funnyyy. abby and i are doing this thing movie making in digital and we've been going round taking pictures its HELL FUN! haha. yea.. hmms. and lets see. so many things have happened but i'll update when i remember. the main thing. this is the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum saw me and ariel holding hands and then she went to talk to HIS mum and then now theyre sorta trying to "split" us up. GAYness. omg im not allowed to talk to him on the phone, or meet up with him early, he's not allowed to go to my room. and so many frickn things. so i wrote ariel a half break up letter. he says he'll wait the 3 years til we're allowed again, i dont wanna doubt him. i sorta believe it cause i think i will too. ARGHH. omggg. annoyed. i am so, frickn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today. church as usual. i gave ariel the letter and he half cried in the sermon. ahh heart pain. xin tia pls. ahh, so now we're like "best friends" my mum says no physical contact not even a HUG. argh PARANOID pls mum!! i mean hugging is like a way of saying hi and bye in australia. or anywhere in the world at that. omgggg my mum is CRAZY! annoyed at her seriouslyyyy. anyway. had service today. then i stayed for this discover yourself course. sorta only stayed cause of abby cause she was staying. my bro and abby and i went to taurus. then abby was like the foods too oily. then ariel and them were there just finishing so ariel came with us so the awesome foursome went to eat JAP FOOD! wahaha. fully expensive. and it wasnt even good. it was fully crapped up. anyway haha i ate my chicken teriyaki and gave the rice to amelia (ariels sis) cause she was there with her friends as well. but i dont mind cause my bro was paying. evil laugh* anyway after we had soccer. then went to kennys to pick something then to uncle pauls shop to drop that sth off and then came home. had oh-so-nice GRILLED BEEF credits to my dad. haha. yummed up. PLEASE. had a shower. then i came on. ugh. i cant remember so many things i wanted to say. URGGHHH. im addicted to "i just wanna live" by good charlotte. i have no idea why. CHERYL TALK TO ME! haha. anyway. okay. bye. oh yes i love abigail. and hannah. haha. im random. OH CRAP I SAID THE R-WORD! its banned from jubilee and now its catching on. okay. goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;hold on&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, if you feel like &lt;em&gt;letting go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111253152499843261?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111253152499843261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111253152499843261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111253152499843261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111253152499843261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111120109454785251</id><published>2005-04-02T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T17:35:41.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohiyo, whatsup guys. its been 3 weeks since ive updated haha. well-o well-o. anyway. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant really remember every single thing that has happened.. but like we had the usual soccer and bball routine. and everything. me and abby and eve and hannah went out WINDOW shopping recently. haha bought nothing but presents. haha. yeah. it was kennys bday. then we had fga church against fcc SOCCER! it was way cool we whooped them and they werent too happy. i mean HELLO its just a GAME and we're all christians ANYWAY! there was this faker that faked injury and stuff. so stupid. anyway yeah.. it was tim gohs bday. my cells assitant leader. then there was church camp 05! it was cool. i had a cool grp the youths were me angie abby and KENNY MY MAN! yes i love kenny haha. we were called ASHER. anyway i had to go really early cause my mum was on the commitee. sucks. i was like the receptionist giving ppl out name tags and checking off their names and stuff. then i got to my dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DORMIES: ME! aletheia yun, ABIGAIL!! evelyn, ems and my cous phryne. COOLEST DORM! go dorm 22. haha. anyway. then we had an intro thingy.. then we had a meeting to meet up with our groups.. then we had an ice-breaker... it was a bingo sheet it was a bit gay cause like me and ems finished ours first and PASTOR melvin got it after us but he still won FIRST PRIZE cause why? maybe cause they dont wanna give it to youths. uncoooo-elllll. not funny okay. haha contradiction i said not funny then i laughed. weird, i am so weird. anyway i cant rly remember what happened after. oh yes it was lunch. i had to sit with my grandma cause she was sitting alone. grr-ness. haha. then after that we had free time i think. we played with kaitlyn! me and eve. IT WAS AWESOME! she is the cutest ever she loves me hehe. during the outreach workshop times i helped out with childrens church.. and the babies. haha FUN! i love kaitlyn! she is the cutest baby ever. anyway. so many things happened. on the first night like us youths went down and made instant noodles haha. my mum brought heaps. then we just sat around and then the rest went away. me marky ariel and abby got ariels sleeping bag and then we lay on the grass for ages just watching the clouds move across the sky. and the stars and the moon. then this freakin annoying guy called jaryll or daryll or sth came and we were like PISS OFF! it was so annoying anyway. yeah abby and i went back at around 2.30am i thinl. cause marky told us to and hes like 18 so we haveta listen to him. aww shux. well yeah. it was freeezzziiinnggg cold by then i could barely walk haha. anyway. the next day was drizzling. aww. it was coooooldd! freezing pls. anyway then we had brekky and then morning session. then outreach session which is when i helped out with the childrens church. oh yeah the childrens church had this warm fuzzies thingy that were hanging and all the children had a bag and we were supposed to write stuff for them. i wrote one for every one. haha yeah my hands were dead by then. cause i wrote heaps for each one. anyway.. yeah. we had lunchie then session. then GAMES! which were positively GAY because parents simply do NOT know how to make games! haha the youths and cz-ers were just like uhh. okay. well ASHER GOT FIRST but noo the last group to finish won the prize why?? BECAUSE THEY HAD INTEGRITY. wht the shit pls. haha whatEVER. ashers just the best okay. haha. anyway. yeah the whole day just is boring til night comes. the actions all at night. but even then its boring. the camp commander is so fricken strict. well the last night was gala night. i was a blonde in mine. acting like in white chicks. it was a bit weird cause lotsa parents gave me evils. can you believe some ppl actually went up and told my mum that i wasnt dressing appropriately?? WHAT THE EFFIN SHIT PLEASE. tsk. so gay fugly crap can. haha. anyway. oh yea before that ps yoy told me to go up and sing in front of the ENTIRE CAMP! and dance as well. it was malu-ating PLEASE. i dunno why he did that he just did! omggggggg. shit la haha. anyway back to the talent night thing. my group was a bit gay haha. timmymaboby's grp was the awesomest cause they had a love story. and then first were two babies walking around holding hands. they set up a table into a slide and they slide down and everything so CUTE! and then it was timmy trying to use the stretch-yawn-then-put-hand-on-her-shoulder method haha. and then they grew old and stuff. it was really funny. haha. yea. we took lotsa pictures. then yeah after all that they announced that LIGHTS OUT WAS CANCELLED! YES! awesome haha. very nice. me abby ariel and phryne went to the room upstairs then MY SISTER CAME then we all went out. i went to ariels dorm. against &lt;s&gt;all odds&lt;/s&gt; all rules. haha. anyway. yeah. then me abby and ariel just at the oval. then we went in to the main hall to watch legally blonde 2 cause marky brought his laptop. half way abby had to go sleep she couldnt take it. then me and ariel just walked around til like 4. then i walked up to my room then eve and me walked around til like 5. then just bumming around. she went to sleep i was so bored. camp was boring THERE WERE PARENTS thats why haha. yc2k5 is gonna rock so much more. okay well after camp. i went with ariel he sent me home then went bcak. he came over for dinna then he stayed over. then the next day we had socca i think. well they did i had piano. then kenny benho and jem(jeremy kessler) came over. haha me and kenny rock at foozeball! i love kenny he's the best man haha. anyway. yeah. tuesday. everyone came over i had piano AGAIN! ugghh on easter. twice. well yeah thats about it. for easter. oh yeah in camp abby brought her speakers and somebody complained that our music was way loud which is STUPID. ilovekaitlyn. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that. camp and everything. hmms. school. this is this week. on wednesday i went for prayer meeting in the morning. haha ive been so slack i havent done ANYTHING during the long weekend. anyway thursday me and ariel met up early to study but it was kinda hard to concentrate. what with him keep on looking at me and stuff haha. anyway. i just snapped after school about some particular things some of you might know.. and then i snapped and fully got pissed at the world. and then i effed ariel off and everything omg now i think about it im so fricken unself-controlled. i NEARLY slit my wrist omg my mum nearly caught me. then i started banging my head on the wall. ouch. im so like i have no control over my emotions please. wtf. well yea. haha. then yeah. anyway. its so gay i had piano concert on thursday. SHITTY PLEASE. ohmyGOODNESS. haha. i sucked fully. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was the very great YEAR 12 NIGHT! i love them they rock. they organised the WHOLE night it was FUN! they split us up into groups. anyway we had a very nice DANCE OFF! haha our team won. well it was like they dance. then we dance. then they dance. then we dance. there were 6 teams. the last two teams standing were the ones judges thought were the best. after that it was ariels team and my team standing last. ariel did his breakdancing crap and everybody was like YOU HAVE TO GO AGAINST ARIEL! and im like i cant do anything! and well i did the helicopter. correction TRIED TO do the helicopter. haha it was so EMBARRASSING. after that we had LIVE foozeball! like foozeball cept with real humans, aka US. haha. our team won again! fun fun fun! then we had dodge. my team won AGAIN. we won everything! wahaaha. EVILLL* (pronounced eee-w-eeee-l. lol. from mr lobo) everybody thinks me and jubs are going out which is gay cause he's like my good friend and we both like other ppls. f,gay. askljfhsdjfhasdfh haha. well thats about it. i'll go into "detail" if i have time. update later. seeya =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111120109454785251?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111120109454785251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111120109454785251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111120109454785251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111120109454785251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/04/ohiyo-whatsup-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111062737755359762</id><published>2005-03-12T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T19:36:17.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me and abby are the chipacka sistas!!! its so weird cause alethea (ang ariels sis) was like hey chipacka! i think thats a creature from star wars and like our hair colours the same as its fur colour haha. so now we are the chipacka sisters and alethea is our chipacka mum. we are so out there. haha anyway. jacob asked aletheia (yun) out last nite!! but it was a dare and everybody knows aletheia used to like jacob i thought she was gna say yes but she was like no asshole. or sth. haha omgggggg anyway. abbys not online cause she went out so i asked jacob if she was at his and he was like no i just came back from hers she went out for dinna. then he told me the thing. ahahah. this world is so unpredictable. anyway. went out tdy to take grad photos for dan. it was so friggen hot. i wore my new new new billabong three quarts!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they are soo cool anyway. casper was over at ariels so we couldnt talk and then ariel went to some uncles house for dinna with his family. so like nobodys online. i am sooo bored. i have so many templates to make!&lt;br /&gt;1) JD&lt;br /&gt;2) cherie&lt;br /&gt;3) rachael&lt;br /&gt;4) cherie+nic&lt;br /&gt;5) mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a new one seriously. anyway ive done one for carrie, and mindi was the last one i did. plus i have 2 strangers that have emailed me.. so yes i guess im gonna be busy with all this. plus piano. i'm dying with piano hw. theory and practical rush now. mad mad rush. and my cousin just informed me that cockroaches are infesting our house. this is disgusting. how low can life get. ahhhhhhhhh save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes cherie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg shes so depressed over sth i know but i dunno what. CHERIE WHATS UP WITH YOU GIRL???!!! omfffgggg its so bad now. i miss the chua girlys so much you guys HAVE to come to perth from syd!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jubs do the best impersonation of tiffany and britney wilson from white chicks man!! we're sooooo good and its not even funny anymore cause we sound so blondeee. anyway. jubs is like my best friend in class now we have nothing else to do but laugh and pass notes in class. its rly fun to be friends with jubs you never know what he's gonna say. he doesnt care what ppl think which is so damn good. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ariel gets so jealous now omggg. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i'm so frickkk-'n pissed'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111062737755359762?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111062737755359762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111062737755359762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111062737755359762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111062737755359762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/03/me-and-abby-are-chipacka-sistas-its-so.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111055719983265718</id><published>2005-03-12T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T00:06:39.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!! haha im sorry that i havent had the mood because my friggen msn got hacked! but i got it back ytd so its all good. anyway. so much has happened! ariel and i started this letter writing thingy cause the other day i hacked into his locker and i put a letter in his electronics file and then he replied so yeah we soughta having this letter wrting thingy going on haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway from mon to fri lotsa stuff has happened. i will try and recall because yes i know lots of stf has happened but no i cannot rmb what the stf is. fFFFFF*********//anyway. haha. my head hurts. like its been 5 mins and i havent written anything. nobodys online im so bored. i think maybe mon to thurs nothing happened.. oh yes actually dans here! he came on tues i think. haha. oh i forgot mon there was no school i think. was there? no i dont think so. oh yes because abby and ariel came over. it was perth labour day or sth. i dunno la. abby and ariel came over.. we went to the tree house place in rossy pri play ground. had to take my cousies and sis along bumma. cause my mum was home. stuupid. haha. anyway. on friday there was year9 swimming carnival. haha so we had 5 periods off which for me was double japanese, single english, then double digital imaging. hey i forgot to tell everybody my subs this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FORM: FASHION&lt;/strong&gt;!! - mrs unsworth(ive got the coolest form. only one guy cause only one guy chose the fashion course. bwahaha. ive got sarina wendy hannah mara sally amy. I LOVE MY FORM!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;english&lt;/strong&gt; - ms frichot (freakshow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;science&lt;/strong&gt; - mr rafei (not fun when you get to know him, though everybody who hasnt had him thinks he's fun. no, he's not. jubs and me call him baldy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s+e&lt;/strong&gt; - my lobo. (hobo, haha he's nice but he's boring.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;math&lt;/strong&gt; - mr white (the worst teacher of all. at least ive got abby and eve in my class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;japanese&lt;/strong&gt; - mrs dollery (again!! at least ive got eve this time. yayness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;digital imaging&lt;/strong&gt; - ms gan! (she's pretty cool but she has a weird accent. pic-ture-a. and she doesnt like me much. lol. ive got abby!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;music&lt;/strong&gt; - mr holt (only for term 1 though. cant wait for term two. mr holt is the worst of the lot if you ask me, worst than mr white. ask marisa, she's with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. anyway on friday we had swimming carnival so yeah. ariels in my house so it was cool. you notice that he's not in any of my classes this year as last year? the world is against us, even the computers that arrange the time tables. haha. im so drama. anyway i dint get into dance OR drama but i got into fashion which is cool. digi is alryte but its boring sometimes. me and abby act like nerds in it and get all excited about it. anyway. youth tnite was good. it was expressions nite so like there were a few testimonies. haha matt lim is cool. he helped me with hw, not rly but he offered haha. ariel gets jealous when i talk to him or jubs now. omg he has to LEARN! ARIEL IF YOU SEE THIS I DONT LIKE MATT OR JUBS LA PLS! i'll update more later im so tired. my veins are popping out of my hand and i can see them when i move my fingers across the keyboard. yuck. lotsa typos now. getting annoying. more later or tmrw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and my bro and angie decided to be "close friends" now BUT they still like each other but they can talk and laugh and everything now. like they dont get self conscious around each other. its to build a strong foundation. i dunno aletheas advice! anyWAY, i think its good and so does angie. okay. thats it. my veins are too disgusting now. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111055719983265718?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111055719983265718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111055719983265718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111055719983265718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111055719983265718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-haha-im-sorry-that-i-havent-had.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-111008797911724113</id><published>2005-03-06T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T13:46:19.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection</title><content type='html'>okay hi. haha. i seriously have brain damage. i cant rmb anything that has happened.oh actually i can now. tuesday and wednesday ive been bored. thursday was okay. friday is when everything exciting happened. if exciting at all. after school i came home then neda came over. if you dont know (and you prbly dont i havent talked about her here before) neda is the major lookalike of cyndi wang xin ling. yeah. no joke. she is the exact mirror image my bro was like woooaaahhhhh. haha. so she came to youth. neda's half persian half chinese and she's bahai. okay thats really weird. haha she used to live in england and now she came to australia about a mth ago. so this is really weird. complicated family background. anyway i invited her to youth because katrina arranged for breakdancers to come. it was another event to invite ppl la. it was preetty cool. except that only 2 of them actually taught us breakdancing. the other two were just weird. after that me abby aletheia (yun) and ariel went to the back and just talked. abby and aletheia walked away and ariel and i were just about to get up and then nat came along and he figured everything out. haha. anyway. nat got all pissed and half shouted at ariel and i was surprised. abby and them say he likes me but i think its because ariel lied to him. hmm. anyway. this new guy eugene has some kinda mental problem or sth. im not saying this in a bad way okay. in a telling-you-a-fact kinda way, im not dissing him whatsoever. ANYWAY. he kept feeling nat up which is weird.. he never stopped and he didnt hide it. nat got all freaked and none of us wanted to say anything cause we know eugene doesnt have any bad intentions. but it was SO weird. haha. anyway like i got to know matt lim and i cant rmb the other guys name eddie teh or sth. haha. matts pretty cool. me and angie had a lil talk. i'll end here haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday there was a beach day out thingy like evry year and my mum dint let me go cause she and dad were working anyway. so abby dint wanna go so we decided to spend the day shopping. i went to abbys house early in the morning and fell aslp on rachys bed for a while lol. we just bummed around then we went to garbo around 10? we shopped so much! the whole entire day until likr 4.30pm. we saw GASTON CHEUNG ew. yuck. omg ew. okay haha we saw jake from church as well. and ampi,amy, kirsten emma and ella. yeah and emily. tan. church. vinnys sis. haha it was fun. abby and i bought best friend necklaces. they were cows with blue and pink lovehearts and i took the 'best' and she took 'friends'. then we bought the best friend rings. haha we had to much difficulty choosing anyway. and then we bought best friend bracelet. all from kleins. haha funny. we got 30% off forthe first 2 then 40% off for the last one. it was pretty cool. we both bought these awesome platform slippers that i hung on my pencil case. from equip. and billabong keychain. abby bought a ceramic hair straightener! for like so expensive. i cant rmb how much. haha. and also a roxy studded pouch thingy. we had lunch there aswell. she had zinger burger and mashed potatoes i had popcorn chicken. and fries from macs cause theyre the best. and we had ice lemon tea haha. we also had a mango tango with icecream from nz naturals and then a strawberry dairy from wendy's it was rly fun. haha i went home and like freshened up and then zonked out. neda came over to ask if i was going to the 31 thingy i was like no. haha whoopsie sorry helen! haha. ben ho came over. we had this full talk about relationships and stuff considering he is the "love expert". haha he reckons he is good at that stuff. omg haha which guy says that. ben does! i am so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today (sun) i went to church and then there was no space so i went to the next row to sit between alv and ben ho. then the usher told us ther wasnt enough space would we move to the front please we were like. ummm okayyy.. we couldnt really say no. it was so weird in the front. haha. anyway i came home and had lunch. yummy curry please. very nice. haha i love kiss the girl - disney re-sung by no secrets its nice. you have to dl it! cause my aunt in sgp she burned a new remix disney album. lotsa cool singers. christina aguilera, jess simspon, usher, a teens, s club, ashanti. etc etc. i love the album its really cool. disney songs are awesome. haha. i sound like a 6 year old. i want to though being young is awesome. ariel and abby jacob etc and them are coming over so yeah. gotta run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; when will my reflection show who i am &lt;em&gt;inside&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-111008797911724113?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/111008797911724113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=111008797911724113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111008797911724113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/111008797911724113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/03/reflection.html' title='reflection'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110959575106068378</id><published>2005-02-28T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T21:02:31.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar on my pillow.</title><content type='html'>okay its been a veryyy long time since ive updated. its not my fault the two times after i finish typing everything up the whole com just blows. BOOOM. power surge. like somebody doesnt want me to post this friggeennnn entry. anyway. systematically updating again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs: okay rmb ariel had to give me smth? turns out he lied he just wanted me to be there. well yeah nothing much happened til lunch saf told me sth helen told her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saf: hey smbdy likes you.&lt;br /&gt;me: I KNOW. everybody knows cept me. who issit?&lt;br /&gt;saf: its ryan.&lt;br /&gt;me: RYAN?! RYAN TAN?! as in ASIAN?!&lt;br /&gt;saf: nooo ryan. um ginger.&lt;br /&gt;me: ohh. him. but i dont know him.&lt;br /&gt;saf: *shrug* ask helen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i go up to helen and talk to her. the conversation is very vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hey helen the guys ryan?&lt;br /&gt;helen: yeah. haha but i dint wanna tell you cause i was afraid ariel would bash him up.&lt;br /&gt;me: huh? (i had to pretend i dint like ariel cause helen dint know)&lt;br /&gt;helen: oh no. nothing. cause i though ariel still liked ya then i dint tell you. but then i asked him and he said no. then he said shit. anyway yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ohh.. okkayyy. *gives this really angry look at abby who gives it back*&lt;br /&gt;abby: lets go talk to ariel.&lt;br /&gt;me: *gets up and runs to bball courts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we get to the bball courts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ARIEL ANG RUI!&lt;br /&gt;abby: ARIELL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;me: COME HERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;ariel: what?&lt;br /&gt;me: whyd you tell helen????&lt;br /&gt;ariel: tell helen what?&lt;br /&gt;me: you know. that you and me.. you know.&lt;br /&gt;ariel: i didnt tell her!&lt;br /&gt;me and abby sorta shouting very messily: but helen said you said shit when she asked you.&lt;br /&gt;ariel: cause i though matt hender asked her to ask me.&lt;br /&gt;me: ya, right.&lt;br /&gt;ariel: REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;me: whatever la ariel, i told you not to tell anybody!!&lt;br /&gt;ariel: WHAT??!!!&lt;br /&gt;me and abby just run away lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what. ARIEl ACTUALLY RUNS AFTER ME. okay scream with me. and so we run i get to the year 8 lawn and look in case ariels there then he's alrdy there. he took the other route. he's so fast omg. haha. so he sorta chases me across the year 8 lawn then to the year 9 lawn and then he catches up with me and doesnt let me go. and im like i dunno la lets go to class. (cause the bell went) and he's all sad and everything. i just walk away. i feel so bad but im so angry. the whole of freakin fashion i could not concentrate. then ya la. after school i went to talk to helen. she got things mixed up. i hate helen now she's so gay she lies heaps ay. she's like nooo i never said that! and im just like oh, okay then. thanks. so i make up with ariel. haha. hug and everything. ladida. after that i feel rly good then i get ready for dance. everything fell apart. the dancing was good. but our arrangement was so bad. our song wasnt chosen. lotsa ppl dint turn up. i was so scared we wouldnt get ready by friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: well i go for choir. school etc. etc. nothing muchie happens. except that i got chorale!!!!!!! only 15 ppl in the entire school get in and I AM ONE OF THEM!! haha i am so happy. anyway. after school, i have to rush home and get ready for dance. hannah picks us up. we do lotsa arranging and stuff, and miraculously EVERYTHING IS PERFECT! our dance is soo good. haha. anyway. the rest went for dinner out me and my cous stayed back cause we brought our dinna. anyway, haha its so fun. we dance. jubs marisa sarina and all the ppl we invited to youth all said i was the best dancer which is soo UNtrue because obviously ale and kat are better than me. haha. then we have praise and worship with my ariel on the drums and he didnt make a single mistake! haha. anyway then theres this time where ernie just talks to us about friends and stuff and how God can do stuff and lotsa other stuff. (why do i keep using "stuff"?) anyway then he asks this question, "any of you ever feel so down then you call a trusted friend and you feel so much better?" haha and ariel and i experienced that on thursday night and we both shot our hands up. haha like special connection. and like ernie puts the mike at him and says so when was this? and ariels like um.. recently.. and ernies like who did you call? and ariels like my friend.. and winks at me. unfortunately sarina was beside me i think she saw it but pretended not to see. then ernies just like oookkayyy so what did you guys talk about and ariels like um stuff.. haha everybody just goes whoooooooo!! and i sorta cheer along not wanting to look to obvious. haha that was funny. anyway yeah. it was rly fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat: i did nothing at all. i woke up. went back to sleep. woke up. had late lunch. went online. called ariel. went to sleep. woke up. ariel called me. ben ho came over with pizzas. we talked heaps about stufffff... lol. yeah. it was very very relaxed day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun: church. I WAS BACK-UP SINGER! haha childrens church though. lol. no la, it was fun. so ya my first time sorta really helping out in fcc sunday school. children are so cute. anyway. i went back home. angie and vanessa and her bro and timmy and marky came over for lunch. we spent the time in my room after. my bro and angie are seriously getting things moving. haha. very intimate. ariel came over! then everybodys just like aww nic go do what angie and your bro are doing. and ariel gives me this pleaasseee face and im like oh wahtever la. haha malu! anyway. haha lotsa stuff happened. i shall not elaborate. haha. we went for bball. some rossmoyners were there and they were all gaylords. ryan tan was there too. and joe chen. etc etc. rubbish pls. anyway. ariel comes back stays for dinna. then when he goes home my mum gives me this full lecture about guys and stuff. bla bla bla. whatEVERRRRRR! anyway. haha yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon: today. hmm. today was okay la. ariel and i met up in school and then we were sitting on the staircase leading up to room 40 and richard chen walked by. ahh and then he just stands there and like looks at me. and ariel. and im just like ookay im outta here. haha it was so embarrassing. stupid richard chen. in english i was "a distruption to the class" and i "talked and fooled about too much". lolsers. stupid teacher made us stay back. me hannah jubs odette robert sam etc. its so bleah. stupid mrs "freakshow" (frichot pronounced at free-show) lalalalala. anyway. ariel drank CAFFINE during recess by accident. for those who dont know ariel wasnt like born with proper bones and heart. so its like caffine can kill him. he was so pale when he asked me for water i thought he was gonna die lol. i was so scared in english i like cried but sorta didnt i just said that i yawned. i was so scared!! haha. well he was okay la. anyway. yeah. nothing much la, i came home then went to abbys. stayed there awhile. saw abbys new mp3! its pretty cool 512mb i think. pfft. anyway. yeah. not much la. theory was shittified. have practical tmrw. i hate mons and tues. anywya. ariels gna call me in about 10 mins so ya, see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110959575106068378?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110959575106068378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110959575106068378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110959575106068378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110959575106068378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/02/sugar-on-my-pillow.html' title='sugar on my pillow.'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110915400418367461</id><published>2005-02-23T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T18:20:04.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happybdaytomyariel</title><content type='html'>hihi, its been a long time but anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been the most funnesterest time haha. on sunday it was happy birthday to ariel. so after church i went home. got all ready and stf. then i went over to ariel's at around 4.30pm to like help with decors and stf. haha it was so fun blowing balloons. i love amelia (aka my future hopefully future sis in law JOKE) anyway haha she's so scared of balloons its not funny anymore haha. anyway like everyone comes and we all get together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly we like get them (ems and ariel cause ems bday was on sat and it was a double bash) to dig thru this whole bag of shreded newspaper for their pressies but actually there was nothing there. so they ha to clean up all the mess. it was hell funny. then mark and jacob and ben and everybody started jamming creating this havoc noise in his shed. well his sorta shed its also the jamming area cause his drums are there and my keyboards there aswell. so jacob and mark brought their elecs and amps so they had a jamming session and it was so funny cause ariels drums were so friggen loud they had to turn up the amps so high. the neighbours got a bit pissed. so yea. we just mucked around the whole time played tabbooo with ariel on my team and since we "have a special connection" as ariel says we like won. haha. its so fun. like yeah we wanted to have a movie marathon but aunty cindy (aka ariels mum) gets all cranky about so many ppl so its like wttfff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we just muck around and stuff. jam lots and played bball in fronta his house cause he has a bball thing going on like me and my bro in front of our house. the bball net and all. so ya its so fun. ariel was so how to say, OBVIOUS. omg like i was sitting across him and he kept grabbing my legs between his and kicking me and like omgg emerald saw i think. like friggen hell stoppit ariel and he's just like smiilliinngg =)))) uhh. haha anyway yeah i went into his room to collect my bag and he followed me and it was so funny he closed the door and dint let me out til i kissed him on the cheek. we took pics in his room. but im not putting them on friendster or smth cause everybody will know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on monday we met up early in school. and MATT HENDER saw us. if you dint alrdy know if i havent blogged this yet matt hender calls me baby and hugs me 24/7. because he's a flirt. and ariel doesnt like it. so like matt hender saw and went around telling ppl and ariel and him fully had this fucking fight. i was so guilty cause i was sorta the cause of it. SORT OF ONLY matts the main cause of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgg. anyway haha. jubilee is my best friend in class now. him being a guy thats weird. but hannah and marisa got switched out by mr rennie. so jubs and i just laugh all day. he knows about me and ariel now its weird because im not even close to him. well i havent been for very long only since the start of the year and its like a bit weird. well he likes somebody. and i know. jubs is the best person to laugh with and make jokes with. but lotsa ppl think he's gay how he's so feminine sometimes lol and the teacher actually thought he was a girl. like wtff cant you tell that jubs is a guy?! omg he was kinda hurt i could tell but he laughed it off. jubs is my fave guy, after ariel of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its like yeah. tmrw ariel asked me to meet in school tmrw he has smth for me. EXCITED!!!!! wonder what it is. keeping you in suspense til tmrw. haha dont hate me, but oh wait, isnt that impossible? JOKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110915400418367461?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110915400418367461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110915400418367461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110915400418367461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110915400418367461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/02/happybdaytomyariel.html' title='happybdaytomyariel'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110880004059107484</id><published>2005-02-19T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T16:01:32.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi, i'm back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back, i forgot to mention smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MUM AND DAD KNOW ABOUT ARIEL LIKING ME. ive been getting all this crap. but they think i dont like him cause i told them about my vow, my dad thinks im innocent but my mum is suspicious. its so stupid. and ariels calling me so much. and his mum wants him to go to melbourne. that is so gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MY BROTHER IS GOING OUT WITH ANGIE! omg angie!!! why my BROTHER. omg i feel like the middleman. pfft. why MY BROTHER. angie seriously has to brush up on her taste. and now she's fighting with me for time on the phone. haha funnnNYY. but it has brought us closer. like we're talking about what we'll do if we become sis-in-laws and stuff. its so funny. but its so disgusting they call each other sweeties. i cant believe it man my bro is soooo mushed up. save me. me and abby think it'll last. im sorta hoping it will though, i wouldnt want somebody so disgusting like lisan (his prev. crush) to be my sis-in-law. but still, angie deserves somebody better. ive been reading my bros msgs lol. whooooopsiiieeee. owell. angie doesnt mind but im not sure abt my bro, he hasnt killed me yet, but maybe its because HE DOESNT EVEN KNOW YET. haha. shh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110880004059107484?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110880004059107484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110880004059107484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110880004059107484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110880004059107484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/02/hi-im-back-im-back-i-forgot-to-mention.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110878768483654222</id><published>2005-02-19T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T13:33:03.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya. its been soo long i havent had the time to update cause ive been so busy. i shall attempt to rmb everything that has happened and write everything down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: after i went offline and everything i was too lazy to do anything and couldnt be bothered to get up to meet the others so i called ems and told her i wouldnt be going. bloody shit ariel turned up. great. anyway they all went back to abbys house after (i dunno what they did in the whole arvo at parry ave) then ariel came online. i was online la i was bored ma. so yes. then he was like where were you? and i was like at home bumming. and he was like uhhhh. anyway lol our convo was sth like that okay. he was guessing all these weirdos whom i dont know or barely know cept jacob and nat. so its like wtff. then he was like issit me? and i was like oh shit he knows?? so i said maybe.. and he was like maybe means.. and i was just like maybe yes maybe no. then he was like i reckon its a yes right.. and i was like maybe. but do you want it to be a yes though? and he's like yeah i do. TELL ME LATER AT YOUR HOUSE. i was like okay. but he alrdy went offline. anyway he came later and it was rly maluating ahh wtf its so uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! but yeah he held my hand and gave me lotsa hints and stf. so there was this lil girl named krystal there like 5 maybe and she was so cute. so me and him were in my room playing snap with her and shes so funny and ariels like aw krystal you're so cute. and i was like yeah. and then i asked krystal do you think ariel kor kor is cute? and she was so shy and she nodded. AHH! good taste good taste. and i was like do you think ariel kor kor is very weird? she was like YES! and i was laughing so hard. and ariel pretended to get all sad and everything. haha. then ariel did the same to krystal asking bout me it was hilarious. she thinks im pretty and cool. wahaha! and ariel was like i agree. *blushes like mad* anyway it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: aha school was so annoying everybody was talking about thei valentines and evelyn was my valentine lol. grr. i felt so lezzo. aha. anyway after school abby came home with me to get ready for the social. it was so fun. she brought practically her entire closet to choose from. finally i chose a pleated skirt for her and a roxy halter. i was wearing what evelyn picked for me: an offshoulder pink top and a denim sparkly skirt. so we got all ready and stuff. came online to spam some other ppl cause like 10 ppl were at ampi's (amanda's) and so then we started spamming each other. haha i love ampi she's so nice! unlike some racist ppls. *ahemvickyahem* aha. anyway hannah came over. and chose an outfit out for her. helped her put mascara. haha thanks to my trusty eyelash curler cause hannah's one dint work cause the padding fell out. anyway. ive got some pics here with me just have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v295/lipsmackin-/nickiie/pictures/2005_021414febvday0001.jpg" height="120"width"160"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all getting ready. hannahs like is my mascara alright? and abbys like niiiccc dont take!!! im behind the camera covered by the flash. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v295/lipsmackin-/nickiie/pictures/2005_021414febvday0002.jpg"height="160"width="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v295/lipsmackin-/nickiie/pictures/2005_021414febvday0003.jpg"height="160"width="120"  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abs and hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v295/lipsmackin-/nickiie/pictures/2005_021414febvday0004.jpg" height="160"width="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three of us. cheese =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v295/lipsmackin-/nickiie/pictures/2005_021414febvday0005.jpg"height="120"width"160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abby me and eve, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v295/lipsmackin-/nickiie/pictures/2005_021414febvday0006.jpg"height="120"width"160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nearer shot la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v295/lipsmackin-/nickiie/pictures/2005_021414febvday0007.jpg"height="120"width"160" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asian-ness. haha the asians of rossy year 9! go girlys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wont elaborate on the stuff that happened on this day because lotsa a girls cried from lotsa stuff. and lotsa crap was going on. so yes, i shall stop HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tues-fri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: just school. nothing happened, literally. i just wagged school on tuesday cause i was tired from the night before. ariels been calling me like 3 times a day for like 3 hours each time. im feeling pretty good. friday was good ravi came over and we did science! so smart, we actually finished out project that was due a week ago. haha. then we went for youth. it was games night. it was the funnest night of all. i'll update some other time okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;today/sat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMERALD I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110878768483654222?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110878768483654222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110878768483654222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110878768483654222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110878768483654222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/02/heya.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110827576693367619</id><published>2005-02-13T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T14:22:46.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, its been awhile. im gonna try to post this in a very systematic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on friday i went to school early and i moved my locker to the one beside ariels. *squeals uncontrollably* haha it was empty what, i moved la. its near evelyns so i gave the excuse that evelyn was lonely and i wanted to have a locker near her. haha. after school i came home and then bathed and everything got ready for youth. wahha it was awesome. sarina marisa jubs jedediah ravi were invited and came. oh yeah it was awesome. cause it was iron chef so yeah. its rly fun. anyway yes. not much just had lotsa fun cooking, i had to cut the slimy chicken, someone say ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well yea, on sat i spent the entire day slacking around and stuff. i came on the com in the morning til late evening. ariel said sorry cause he mistook me for nat and i pretended to be really angry and all. haha whoops. well he was like giving me lotsa crying emoticons and shit. haha and he had this anime pic of a girl that was so incredibly cute and i was like omg she's so cute and he was like, nahh you're cuter. and his msn nick is will you be my valentine. ahh somebody scream. hannah reckons he so likes me. anyway i called hannah like every normal day and we chatted for like 2 hours on the phone, then i was like, wanna 3-way with ariel? and she was like no shit yea okay, if you're okay with it. so hannah was giving him shit and asking who he liked and stuff. cause only she and eve knows i still like him. its weird how i told them and dint tell abs or ems, who are supposedly my closer friends. so yeah. then ariel asked me what kind of guys i liked and it was so funny. hannah said muscular guys. i was like HANNAH YOU BITCH! well yeah. i remember how ariel used to be really weak cause of his heart problem, if you dunno ariel has a heart problem he cant take caffine cause he'll die of it. that sucks he cant take coke. well i hate coke anyway i hate fizzy drinks so much sugar. but still. anyway yeah but ariels better now, lotsa ppl say that he worked out because of me but i reckon its because he felt pressurised how he became a high schooler and all. well yeah and its so funny cause me and hannah kept needing to talk to each other privately so we asked him to cover his ears and its so weird i think he was listening. oh yes and i can imitate sneezes. esp. hannah's sneeze. its soo cute. and hannah got all pissed at me cause i said she had a sexy small bum and she's like NO WAY because she wants a shapey bum i forgot and i said she had a flat one. haha. well its better than having a huge one haha.anyway yes it was a very nice phone call and im very happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ladida. well anyway like im really bored. tdy woke up went for church. me and ariel were passing notes in church and i was like whos your valentines ariel and he was like :P nobody. and i was like yeah whatever. started bombing him with girls names. haha. its so funny. not much happened. just that the rest went to eat lunch and i wasnt allowed to, hmphff. suck. meeting up with the rest later at parry av, hope ariels gonna be there. x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to be left outside &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110827576693367619?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110827576693367619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110827576693367619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110827576693367619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110827576693367619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/02/okay-its-been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110804165186275779</id><published>2005-02-10T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T21:28:59.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping for pressies in feb.</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday night&lt;/strong&gt; was like soo hectic. cause like we were planning to go shopping on sat at garbo but then abby said there was a 30 percent off all summer wear at surfing unltd in southlands blvd. and it ends at like dunno when. friday? so its like haha. owell. so i called abby and she was like okay. so then i called everybody to bring money and stff. got stuck with hannah for like 3 hours on the phone cause we were both bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she tricked me into admitting that i still liked ariel. do not be fooled by her oh-so-innocent face because she is so sly. argh KILL HANNAH! kill kill kill. uh, right. and yes i believe eve when she told me hannah used to like ariel as well. ohmy gawwd. and now hannah reckons he likes me but i reckon he likes abby and nat reckons he likes abby too. ems reckons eve and him should go out together some time cause they look cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, she cant talk because what about her and jeremy! ohmygawd he is the hottest mr year 8 i have laid my eyes on i was like whoaa, ems and you havent taken him yet. ahh and he's scared of me haha. i think im a bit too crazy for him which is weird because ems is crazier-er-er than me. haha. anyway yeah so then i tried to make three way with abby and hannah and for the first time in my life it did not work. ah i was so bloody pissed. freakin phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway tdy after school nat dint wanna go and hannah and eve couldnt mak it, so ariel and abby and i went to southlands and then my bro wanted to come so we were like uh okay. we went to surfing unltd. and chose ems bag out. it was the last one there of the design she was gaga over at city beach in garden city (short-garbo), so we grabbed it. and then we had to buy ariel's pressie which was weird so i had to drag him out of the shop and walk around sthlnds for like 20 mins so its like ah. i thought abby would have picked it out alrdy but noo. so i had to go out again and dragging him. and then we went to the food place upstairs and had some stf. oh i forgot we met kate bryant there. ew the drug addict and alcoholic i think. shes been wanted by the police twice before and been expelled countless times. omg. ew and she tried to steal my money right in fronta my face! like whatever pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after shopping we all went back home. not much until now. im going to the social as a girly thing. trying to persuade eve to go from the trauma of the prev. boring social. i shall not elaborate on this point. anyway, ariels going! i managed to persuade him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update more. cause i think i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;always and &lt;em&gt;forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110804165186275779?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110804165186275779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110804165186275779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110804165186275779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110804165186275779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/02/shopping-for-pressies-in-feb.html' title='shopping for pressies in feb.'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110787039471081819</id><published>2005-02-08T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T21:46:34.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bday stf.</title><content type='html'>okay hi guys, as you alrdy i added pw to my blog, because some very private stf is gonna be here, so you all are pretty special people. anyway, dont tell anybody else okay, cause i dont want the whole world to know my blog, or actually my secret life. wahaha i sound like a m.i.b. dum dum der der dum dum derder dum dum.. (mib theme song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so after i left i daddy came home and i went off the com right, haha so i went to do my facial things that aunty madeline gave me. so yes half way between the astringent and the refiner thing he called me out and i was like oh shit what am i gonna do im in trouble and all that. but noo, haha i have this full of kilojoules choc cake that says HAPPY BIRTHDAY right in front of me. haha oh yeah i rule. of course i still had my hair tied up with a shower cap on and the refiner thing in my hand so i was like 2 mins, and then i came out and tadaa. my hair is done and my face is clean. yay. whatever, the photos came out bad, my bro took em. KILL BEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yes. on sunday i went to church wearing my NEW billbong top form my best friends abby em marisa eve and my NEW JEANS and hello they were so fab. haha and it was awesome i got this really cool card from anwen and them. like all the older girlys and omg its so cute anwen made it herself. haha and an alarm clock cause i sleep too much and a notebook cause im so messy. mg ntbk. and ariel made this super sweet cup for me aww, it says nicholette you rock! :) and it has flowers and hearts and stf all over it. he painted it himself!! haha i feel special, omg i rly want him to go to the valentines day social! haha i rly wonder why i ever went out with ian in the first place and dumped ariel for him, ew? hello owell. my vow to being single til im 16/17 has to be kept. no matter what. so i just hope that ariel still likes me then. i dont even know if he likes me still, now. argh. ARIEL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that all the cool ppl in youth lol decided to go to pineylakes for like the afternoon. it was so like free and everything and so fun haha. i went in weihao's car with phryne and ariel and nat and we picked up subway on the way. and then went there. haha sarah em abby were there aswell. so were all the older ppl and uni ppl. so it was weird. haha we played soccer it was hilarious cause we found out that if you scream the guys cant hurt you. so we wer like AHHHHHHHHHH all the way hiLArious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came home. yes came online and i met minndy, she requested me to do a skin for her im still workin on it. hm anyway lets see, monday school. it was okay, schools pretty alryte apart from the fact i forget im in year 9 and its so weird. year 9 sounds so old for craps sake. and hello a new girl from st hildas ps came shes same age as me SHE WAS THE EX HEAD PREFECT OMG! somebody scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like im getting sick, so incredibly SICK of my layout. ah, ya. ANYWAY. TODAY i woke up early and went for prayer in the morning. thenbla bla bla abby had to stay back in math cause she forgot to do smth or whatever and i stayed back with her. so like wth missed almost all of recess. i was feeling so pms-y. haha the year 12s are so cute their like 17 but they so dont look 17 i love them haha esp. aletheia. kez is weird. ben (ho, the 17 year old one) thinks i remind him of kez which is weird cause he loves kez in a special way* haha and i feel weird reminding him of somebody he likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever so yes anyway haha ariel is fully AVOIDING ME i dunno why he doesnt say hi until i do its so annoying. argh. ARIEL HELLO ITS NIC! gawd anyway after sch i was supposed to stay back in sch which is so gay but i skipped it and went to abbys hse. aunty cecilia (abs mum) told me that joel couldnt make it home on time so i had to go to piano first. piano always makes me feel like a little girl, like 6. ARGH. anyway i was full nervous because i havent practised for like 2 mths and haha surprise, SHE WAS ACTUALLY HAPPY WITH ME. oh yes, i have talent. or not. haha i think maybe its because shes FRIGGEN PREGNANT WITH A SECOND CHILD. ew she looks weirdo bloated up and all that. shes in that stage where she's big and doesnt look pregnant, other words- FAT. yuck. how can women look the best in pregnancy, its just disgusting. but of course it shows shes capable of sex which is weird because she is the most unsexy person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, i came home. and my mum quarreled with my sis. she almost got threw out omg lol. iwas on the com. like whatever LA. so everybody was so quiet and wierd when i came out of the com room aka office and i was the only one singing and laughing at the table. i think my dad was a bit pissed so he made ME do the freakin dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, did i mention that my piano teacher made me do my nails because they were too freakin long. okay, if that was enough she made me do it with a fuckin scissors because she couldnt find her nail clipper, which btw she calls a "nail thing". like hello freak??? ever tried using a scissors to clip your nails? i so wanted t eff her off but i just stayed on her good side, on account she had a baby and i dint want her blood pressure or smth to shoot up and her baby dies or smth. then i would be sentenced to jail and. oh whatever. haha crazy imagination. WHOS GOING TO THE SOCIAL?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergh, if you'll excuse me i have to go file my nails now, they are in the most disgusting state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;does anybody know that i &lt;strong&gt;cry&lt;/strong&gt; myself to sleep everynight, ariel do you hear me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110787039471081819?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110787039471081819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110787039471081819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110787039471081819'/><link 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/&gt;happy birthday to me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ladiddaa. what do you know its my birthday. fourteen. ugh, crap age. i was kinda dreading this day, 14 is such a nowhere kinda age. you're not anything. ohwell. tdy i woke up rly early, like 10, cause it was my bday. and yes, so joel and jacob came over. they played ps2. and then after that tim (ong) and chris came over, and joined them. then ariel came. then after that tim loy came. and its so cool haha we all went to rossy pri and played bball. then we played soccer. they sang happy bday to me. i scored a goal in soccer yay! whatever. i'll update more abby and them are all over so i gotta like entertain them or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110759894841269055?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110753144966309380</id><published>2005-02-04T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T23:37:29.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown.</title><content type='html'>hey all. its me again, oh joy. well yes ive alrdy had two freakin yard duties to do but i cant be bothered. just gimme freakin detention wont the teachers. so annoying take away my lunch time. bleah. anyway yes, schools been shit. apart from the fact that my "dear lil sister" emerald is in rossy, omg i love her so much. haha youth started tdy. im just back from that. we had  to dance, and we changed it heaps like so all of us got it wrong. like whoopsie my baddd. haha. whatever anyway, ale cant join us much now she has to worry about her TEEs at the end of year. omg she's 17. haha i feel weird how i mix around with girlys so much older than me, like 5 years or smth, like steph and jo and them cause i actually know more about steph than kez does and like wtf. haha its funny. i cant say anything bout it though. oh yes back to the subject ale is leaving us, well not rly, so they wanted to appoint smbdy new. kat is still in charge of the choreography and all, but they needed smbdy else. and well guess who but yours truly got picked for the job. like i was so shocked cause all the 16s and 17s all wanted me to do it, i guess you can say i have a ministry under me now. like whoa whathehell. anyway, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown to my bday in approximately 23 minutes. omg im gonna be &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fourteen&lt;/span&gt;. scream, anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110753144966309380?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110742877093519773</id><published>2005-02-03T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:06:10.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>schools started</title><content type='html'>first and foremost i would like to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY! yes its my (real, blood, the one that gave birth to me) mum's bday! haha awe..soommee! and yes she's in sgp so i have time to shop for her pressie. tmrws is tamara's so i decided to get her a ring. its pretty cool has a crystal on it, fake of course. but dont tell anybody. haha. and of course bj's bday tmrw as well how can i forget? and then on the FIFTH OF FEBRUARY (HINT!), YOURS TRULY is going to turn FOURTEEN FREAKIN YEARS OLD! ahh. so old. yuck, i heard 14 is the worst year from 12 to 17. i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. schools started! first day of school was weird seeing new ppl and everything cute juniors. especially EMERALD WONG! yes, ems has graduated into rossmoyne shs! haha awesome. yes she is so seriously going out with that jeremy dude, they even share lockers, like geeeez. he's pretty hot aye for emerald. not me though i mean paedefile or however you spell that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm lets see. whatever man like tmrws is youth! alryte! hello SCREAM! haha. im so excited we're gonna be performing us dancers. anyway yes um the valentines disco is on valentines day! ohmyGOD im going okay. haha. i wanna see the on goings on that night. i wonder what will happen with me.. hmm. let your imaginations run wild la, because in reality im going to spend a girly night with my girls. nothing more. ems reckons ariel shld go out with evelyn cause theyd look cute tgther i was like wtf. i dunno why i feel like that. ohwell. goodbye. said too much here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoyed reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i'm dreaming, &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;wake me up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110742877093519773?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110742877093519773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110742877093519773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110742877093519773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110742877093519773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/02/schools-started.html' title='schools started'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110700780330315520</id><published>2005-01-29T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T22:10:03.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout</title><content type='html'>new layout again. i reckon my bestfriends one was too lesbiany. oh well. i'll update more later. going out, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110700780330315520?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110683649600950171</id><published>2005-01-28T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T22:34:56.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #eeeeee" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" border="0" color="black"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #dddddd; COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outgoing (E) 75% Withdrawn (I) 25%&lt;br /&gt;Imaginative (N) 60.87% Realistic (S) 39.13%&lt;br /&gt;Emotional (F) 65.71% Intellectual (T) 34.29%&lt;br /&gt;Improvised (P) 71.43% Organized (J) 28.57%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #eeeeee; COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your type is: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ENFP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #dddddd;color:black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="100%" border="0" &gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="280"&gt;You are an Inspirer, possible professions include - conference planner, speech pathologist, HR development trainer, ombudsman, clergy, journalist, newscaster, career counselor, housing director, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;character actor&lt;/span&gt;, marketing consultant, musician/composer, artist, information-graphics designer, human resource manager, merchandise planner, advertising account manager, dietitian/nutritionist, speech pathologist, massage therapist, editor/art director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/career.html"&gt;Take Free Career Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whoo. i can be an actress! &lt;em&gt;fat hope&lt;/em&gt;. everybody around me calls me a drama mama but i dont reckon it will take me anywhere. like im nowhere close to even being a calipher or however you spell it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay well yes. i love dance practises! getting so incredibly fun! and we're getting goooooood. our name is awestruck i think.sounds okay. i dont have anything against it. well well. yes i hat eit how all the girls get tgther and start gossipping. only me abby hannah dont. and ale and kat. its weird.  well i shall stop bitching.bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bday countdown: 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To be&lt;em&gt; hurt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; To feel &lt;u&gt;lost&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To be left out in the &lt;strong&gt;dark&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To be kicked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; To feel like you've been pushed around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To be on the edge of &lt;strong&gt;breaking down&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there to save you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt; you &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; know what it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110683649600950171?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110683649600950171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110683649600950171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110683649600950171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110683649600950171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/01/nothing.html' title='nothing'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110675073997281440</id><published>2005-01-27T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:45:39.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welcome me back. cause im back. whatever. hi jd TAG ME BACK! this IS a threat actions will be taken. haha whatever. cause i tagged him see (to everybody else, well anybody else, who even reads my blog). i was like just blog surfing, and from jds links lol fully sex maniac ladaye. gawd haha thats funny. a blog dedicated to how guys fuck her. um... ya. special and very original. i like her already. though im still a virgin. and she's prbly the highest sex-educated ranked person i know. whatever that was all bull. guess what jd thinks im 18 dont mind me saying this hun. well he KNOWS im &lt;s&gt;13&lt;/s&gt; 14 and all but he thinks im 18. thats weird, but uncannily flattering. i dont get me. huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was me, i admit, it was me that watched you &lt;em&gt;suffer&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and stood in the corner, yes laughing, baby i was &lt;strong&gt;laughing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110675073997281440?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110675073997281440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110675073997281440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110675073997281440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110675073997281440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/01/welcome-me-back.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110674684557754904</id><published>2005-01-27T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T21:40:45.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY AUSTRALIA DAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha tdy wasnt much la. just went to church for prayer over the nation. I LOVE YIN SHE ROCKS HER PANTS ARE ONLY TWENTY DOLLARS AND THEY LOOK SO JAPANESE AWESOME! that was a long sentence huh. anyway tdy for australia day was public hol YAY! after church went for lunch with my dad and sis at specer village aka asian hawker centre. YUM! tasted sgporean food again. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS SINGAPORE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; bla. went for swimming at riverton. IS &lt;em&gt;ABBY &lt;/em&gt;BACK YET ANYBODY KNOWS SHE HASNT CALLED ME AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;suffer you &lt;em&gt;bitch&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;suffer&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110674684557754904?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110674684557754904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110674684557754904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110674684557754904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110674684557754904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-australia-day-haha-tdy-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110649242940098340</id><published>2005-01-24T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:00:29.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i made a new layout for myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im so bored right now. anyway im gonna submit my old one so all those who mailed me asking if they could use mine, just wait till i submit it kay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my blogskins username is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lipsmackin-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;till then, tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110649242940098340?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110649242940098340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110649242940098340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110649242940098340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110649242940098340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-made-new-layout-for-myself-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110631393035995616</id><published>2005-01-22T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T21:25:30.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh</title><content type='html'>my layout is getting a bit old. im thinking of changing it to a happy one. any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum said she thinks i shld continue piano. shit. die die die! i seriously am beginning to &lt;s&gt;get bored of&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; piano so much. not bored i reckon. i just dont wanna go thru extra stress la. exams and crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yes i re-dyed my hair. came out wrong! help. its wayyy too light now. so im gonna put red streaks in it to make it less blondish. ahh. my life cant get any worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did my nails! one good thing. butterflies on my nails! pretty pretty. and pink polish aswell. looks awesome, i reckon. hannah came over ytd and we started bitching about girls frm school and all. haha. well i love hannah she's the cutest ever. we went for dance after ale came to pick us up. dance was good formations are worked out and the letergic (?) dance is all worked out too. awe-sooommeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love aletheia she's the best out of year 11s i reckon. well i'm closest to her i guess. i know more about her than the others. she's cool. and amelia is the ditziest most hilarious person to be around. haha sisterly balance i guess. aletheia is nothing near ditzy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could type out all the funny things that happen everyday but when i come here i just forget it all. anyhoos, today i went shopping. bought new deo lol. like you would care. summer shakers frangipani! yummy haha. and i bought a new roxy top. half off; 19 bucks aye. im beginning to think that all i ever buy is on sale. well thats good! save money haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mums going to sgp tmrw i HAVE to cancel piano i HATE it! ugh. im scared i have 6 pieces to learn by tues if i dont cancel them. and 10  hanon pieces and 3 czerny. save me. i havent practised for 5 weeks? the whole hols. somebody, anybody, save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why cant i have it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110631393035995616?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110631393035995616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110631393035995616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110631393035995616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110631393035995616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/01/ahh.html' title='ahh'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110614115326633688</id><published>2005-01-20T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T21:25:53.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>oh hello. its been cool after the &lt;strong&gt;planet shakers&lt;/strong&gt; concert. dance has started, and its rly cool now everybody knows the moves and stuff. now we have to get the formations done. and we're gonna do some free-styling so thats awesome. i love free-styling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some  ppl are so annoying (not in a bad way) cause they dont wanna move themselves they want choreography and thats gay. freestyling is self expression man come &lt;em&gt;on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. and also gonna do some letergic (spelling?) dance. slow graceful dance. we're doing a song by nichole nordeman and like its about four seasons. so 4 pairs do one season each. i'm doing summer w steph. i wanted to do with alethea. owell. steph is graceful though cause she's so gentle and stf. i love her she's so ditzy but soo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeah. tmrw is gonna be another practise. we have to make it by sunday! help! school hols end next week. shit. shit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shit&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shiiiitt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna go back t piano. im gonna tell my mum to stop. but how?  after like 7 years or smth. or 8. or 9. help i think 9 years. &lt;s&gt;fuckk&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with me why cant i breathe anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110614115326633688?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110614115326633688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110614115326633688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110614115326633688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110614115326633688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/01/help.html' title='help'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110586141392357875</id><published>2005-01-17T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T15:43:33.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shakin!</title><content type='html'>ive been to the planet shakers conference!!!!!!!! THEY ROCK!! did i say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ROCK?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLANET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SHAKERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ROCK&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;omg haha.cool PLEASE. like the first day i went to ale's and ariel's and we went tgther to register. so yeah it was seventy bucks! so expensive! but anyway yeah. then we went back to their house. had noodles. then went back to challenge stadium. met up with ben (ho) and alv and angie. then went to queue up for the first night rally. so tiring had to go like an hour early and queue it was so h o t. so ben being so very sweet (lol) helped me carry my bag. oh i forgot!  ale and i met MATT GARNER! the youth alive GUITARIST!! omg he is h o t t e r  than the s u n. haha she got his autograph. omg yay. then later ya we went in for night rally. it was so good incomprehensible you had to be there, see. then i got a lift from ale and ariel and reached home around 11pm. tired, i went to slp. then next morning i had to wake up at 7am for the morning rally. met ale and ariel at their house at 7.30am. had the morning rally part one. break for half an hour. than part 2. as expected, even better. then had lunch with kez yin alv ben ariel and ale. then went back for the electives. all of us took the worship elective cause we're all involved in worship ministry i guess. only alv and ale (chemistry!! reow reow) took the high school ministry. met up after. we all went to ale's house cept yin and kez they went to the city to chill. AMELIA DROVE US! ahha cause she has a "p" plate and so funny she was like guys can i turn any car behind and she kept going over curbs and stuff so funny. she was like half screaming. she sucessfully made one U-Turn and she was like YAY I MADE IT! hi-la-rious. haha. then we had dinner, chicken pies! aunty cindy made them. yum or what. haha amelia was so weird she takes out all ingredients cept the potatoes. haha so she's just eating pastry and potatoes. ditzy girl. then we went back for the night rally. and then home. next day was the same cept ALL of us cept angie met up at kez's. angie's bro was driving her, aww sweet. so we were jammed in the car all squashed. haha and uncle lance drove us (kez's dad). sat tgther and everything la. went to ale's cept yin and kez again. then we went to alvins house and took pics. so funny amelia is so incredibly &lt;em&gt;v a i n&lt;/em&gt;. haha. well then we went me and ale went home and i helped her to sew up her jeans they look awesome now. then eve and steph came over. i helped them put on make-up and stf and all dolly and everything. and ale's new neighbour came along with a friend cause we invited her. yeah went together amelia drove again. haha i love her she's sucha ditzy babe. yeah so we went there and looked for kez and yin up front and they fully bitchily said this " did you guys push forward. you know you shouldnt you should stay behind other ppl have been waiting much longer than you" and everything and ale was pissed and everything. so yeah we went back. the doors opened and everybody streamed in and stf kez and yin booked the whole row that we ALWAYS sat at tgther so ale and i went to another place. like what the. booked the whole row. then some assholes jumped over us and like sat down and we were like excuse those are reserved and they were like oh well too bad and like wtf. we ended up sitting right at the back. stupid. twas good though it was REGGIE DABBS!!!! i love him he's the best aye. and ya so went back after. next day me ben and alv met up with ale and ariel at their place and went tgther. then went home after the morning rally and then after that just lazed around in ariels room. ale and alv are so going out even if the dont admit it. like full holding hands and rubbing their noses and stuff its so mushy haha. even bens like wtf. and ariel and i were like see no evil hear no evil lol. went for the night rally for the last time last night. this time we sat tgther. yin and kez sent a sorry sms to ale after ale sent a sorry sms from me and her to yin and kez. i felt weird cause its like, why should we say sorry they were the bitches and i felt weird cause like they're all 17 now and im like what the i felt so small haha. i bought a planet shakers shirt, the pink one. cause i dint like the blue and i prefered the pink to purple anyway. then went home. mum screamed in my ear for wasting money. went to sleep. tdy we went to church and sat tgther and all the p.s. ppl sat tgther cept for yin and kez. its weird how they have their own world and we're just like ppl they know. its like we're not cool enough or smth. fully felt like effin their faces. but nah none of my business. and therres a bushfire going on so its so smokey. i hate it when bushfires happen. nature nature. whtever. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110586141392357875?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110586141392357875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110586141392357875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110586141392357875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110586141392357875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/01/shakin.html' title='shakin!'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110510430305664350</id><published>2005-01-08T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T21:25:03.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;   dance</title><content type='html'>hey guys. i'm back! yes its nic. well the holidays have been the best ever. like i caught a few good movies. the incredibles, blade trinity, raise your voice, beyond the sunset. i caught that last one on dvd though, my uncle has it. hmm yea. and dance ministry has been founded! wheee. its awesome. but rly tiring. and its a real small grp. so if anybody wants to join, feel free okay? its rly fun, i assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and helllooo? abbys site rocks! i luvit. i cant link it yet cause its not rly finished.. so yup. but its rly nice!! cant wait to link it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and ive been submitting a couple of skins in my spare time. the look gay. but im surprised ppl download them! haha. well. just check cher's layouts out. they are sooo nice! so prettiful. oh yes i forgot to mention abby cheats cause she uses frontpage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. oh yeah and alethea abz and i were talking about the sales now since its after christmas and she cant get over her belt. she's like ahhh my belt ahh my belt its so hilarious. and hannahs rly cool cause she caught up the dance moves since missing out on the first couple of times we met up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it. ciao;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm &lt;em&gt;sorry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt; i &lt;strong&gt;cant&lt;/strong&gt; be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110510430305664350?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110510430305664350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110510430305664350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110510430305664350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110510430305664350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/01/dance.html' title=';   dance'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110451716983577438</id><published>2005-01-01T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T02:19:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 05 guys. to anybody who ever reads my stuff. very pathetic start to an entry on new years. oh well i shall start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went crabbing after we went crabbing. caught 100+ crabs. yay. whatever. then yeah.. hmm i dunno ive been shopping lately. haha got 2 new tops. one from (ohmygod) k-mart. haha my mum dragged me into it. yuck. but saw this incredibly cute top and i had to get it. "half-off" was another reason. 7.95 pls. then i went to jayjays and got an off-shoulder top. its nice i guess. not cutesy actually. then i went to city beach. ohmygod dont scream twentynine freakin bucks for a billabong pair of jeans. billabong- $29. somebody say c h e a p. like $80 sliced off the normal price. haha i had to get them of course. they look nice. not too shabby. like not some kind of thing they just want to get rid off they were actually one that i was looking at when it was full priced. anyway. yeah. i went to haystrt ytd and i resisted myself from anything. anything at all. i wanted to get shoes at 50% off pls. so cheap. they were converse. but noooooo i didnt. then ya dint get a pair of jeans i was looking at. and a denim skirt. wahaha. resisted myself from boardies too. self-control. madness pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes anyway. tdy went to fcc and then nobody was there so yeah counted down bla bla. and we got into a conversation about colours we were wearing. like wth. so this is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;oh i'm wearing red. join the red club! then the blue yada yada. high on newyearseve? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so bored. well yes. abby made a freewebs. im sorta helping her with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to think of something to say but noo, i cant. oh yeah abby likes moving things. yes, she does. oh oh and blinkies. yup. huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough. goodbye.&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/9754018-110451716983577438?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110451716983577438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110451716983577438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110451716983577438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110451716983577438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-05-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110416935402992867</id><published>2004-12-28T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T01:42:34.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back. after 2 seconds. im bored see? well yes. im so annoyed. so irritated. why? i have &lt;strong&gt;no i d e a&lt;/strong&gt;. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i just read all posts in steffi's blog. she's so depressed honestly that girl needs serious love. makes my life look so perfect. but it never can be, can it? no, never. god, i love steffi. god god god SAVE STEFFI!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mend her heart. calm her mind. whatever, just put her out of her grief. it hurts to see her suffer. god, please help her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110416935402992867?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110416935402992867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110416935402992867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110416935402992867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110416935402992867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110416911135854413</id><published>2004-12-28T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T01:38:31.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the unsatisfaction.</title><content type='html'>my life is so extremely perfect. i shall now make a perfect update all happy and shit. and kid myself. huh. whatthehell. im such a perfectionist, a pusher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear me. im so unsatisfied with every aspect of my life. i dunno why. im just such a biatttttchhhh.why why. why was i put on this earth just to die in the end. so stupid. ugh ugh, like why is the world so happy. bloody holiday spirit. makes the whole bloody world happy. thats good but why am i so angry? why why why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the attempt of a perfect post has failed. so i shall start over. see what i mean. i cant give up. never am happy with no happy bloody shit. why? tell me why. god, tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. sat everybody came over. had a party. came and went. i didnt rly enjoy it. threw up twice and it wasnt alcohol. well yeah. next day went to the beach. it was so fun but i thought the waves were too bloody small. not any fun no no. then went for dinner lol. with abby and them. had a bit of alcohol. some wine thingy i dunno. well went home. slept. next day woke up. which is monday. which is 2 hours ago. yes. then went to abbys hse for lunch. caught the prince &amp; me on dvd. then. went home. then went crabbing. caught 72 bloody crabs. killed 72 lives. SO MANY! but i was expecting 100. great. the thunderstorm kept us from the crabs. bloody nature. and then all came back. ate crabs. and here i am. the past few days have been the absolute thrill of my life. but why am i so bored. so so so unsatisfied. why. give me an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall stop here. sorry for the depressing-ness. whatever the noun is. ew, so englishy. reminds me of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight/morning/dawn. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110416911135854413?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110416911135854413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110416911135854413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110416911135854413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110416911135854413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2004/12/unsatisfaction.html' title='the unsatisfaction.'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110387937774044951</id><published>2004-12-25T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T17:12:11.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're one in a million</title><content type='html'>konichiwa. hows everyone going. the year has indeed flew by aye! its christmas eve. abbys coming over and we're gonna scream ourselves stupid counting down. awe-some. well well. on wednesday abby and rachy came over and we went for bball. then we went to dewsons to get a few drinks and chips. i shouted them to ice creams. and then went to the lil tree house. haha went home after. abby decided to stay over the night. so we played a bit of need4speed. watched a couple of movies and went to sleep. so crap. all had to squeeze cause rach slept over as well. well yeah then on thursday we woke up late haha. then played ddr. haha so fun. then went for bball &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. then ya went to dewsons &lt;em&gt;again &lt;/em&gt;and bought drinks. i got red bull and got high man. haha started dancing on the streets and stuff it was hilarious. had this spontaneous (how do you spell that?) water fight so funny. got drenched. my bro went away for awhile and came back with bloody face. like cuts and stuff. ouch! he told my mum he scratched it against a tree branch that was hanging low but i think not. he prbly got into another fight or smth. then tdy was so funny. abby and rachy came over and we all went to riverton to swim. then this grp of abos came up and like wth started effin us full on. like eff our god eff our parents and eff our country. racist &lt;s&gt;fuckers&lt;/s&gt; bastards. so stupid la. then ya la very smart right. then almost got into a fight lor the guys. me and abz were like stop it stop it and let it go and stuff but they just kept staring and staring for .like so long aye. scarryy or what. tsktsk. anyway. stupid thing. spoiled the day. anyway we left that pool and went to the other one. then we went to the 2.5 pool and started bombing. fun! haha. then we went to shower and stuff. came back home (without abz and rach) and then had lunch. packed up my room and that &lt;s&gt;still is&lt;/s&gt; was messy. haha. yeah. well emz went back to sgp. she dropped by when abz was over and said bye. haha lucky bitch she gets to go to thailand aswell. no freaking fair. oh ya. tmrw like 50 ppl are coming over for christmas dinner. &lt;s&gt;yay.&lt;/s&gt; fun? i dont think so. i have to sing for them my mum said. &lt;em&gt;shiat.&lt;/em&gt; save me anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're one in a &lt;em&gt;million&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;once&lt;/em&gt; in a life time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110387937774044951?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110387937774044951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110387937774044951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110387937774044951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110387937774044951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2004/12/youre-one-in-million_24.html' title='you&apos;re one in a million'/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9754018.post-110381570957772612</id><published>2004-12-24T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T23:30:19.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all! finally my new blog is up. i did this layout by myself. and also i finally settled on a url that doesnt sound weird. haha. hope you all like it. i gotta go now. loveya. rmb to tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9754018-110381570957772612?l=derangedbitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/110381570957772612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9754018&amp;postID=110381570957772612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110381570957772612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9754018/posts/default/110381570957772612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derangedbitch.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-all-finally-my-new-blog-is-up.html' title=''/><author><name>nickay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03983750047173580676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
