<?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-18693278</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:33:55.769-07:00</updated><category term='managers'/><category term='laguna beach chicks'/><category term='cheerleading'/><category term='childhood memories'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='class tees'/><category term='Prince William'/><category term='Brithday'/><category term='Sports day'/><category term='promnight'/><category term='international football'/><category term='dinners'/><category term='sleepover'/><category term='final post'/><category term='Jared Leto'/><category term='Prince Harry'/><category term='new term'/><category term='Arsenal'/><category term='sprained ankle'/><category term='jem-they'/><category term='inauguration'/><category term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category term='CAs'/><category term='prisonbreak'/><category term='exam script checking'/><category term='end of holidays'/><category term='AI'/><category term='bag fetish'/><category term='christmas celebrations'/><category term='Prince Andrea Casiraghi'/><category term='flu'/><category term='Singapore vs Australia'/><category term='POTC'/><category term='holiday homework'/><category term='nerves'/><category term='frustration'/><category term='football'/><category term='fatigue'/><category term='The Ones'/><category term='racial harmony day'/><category term='Quiz'/><category term='friends'/><category term='midyears'/><category term='Royals'/><category term='Euro &apos;08'/><category term='SOS'/><category term='exams'/><category term='holiday plans'/><category term='fernando torres'/><category term='school'/><category term='quirky friends'/><category term='picspam'/><category term='O&apos; level results'/><category term='t-bag'/><category term='footballers'/><category term='OBS essay'/><category term='Prince Carl Philip'/><category term='class banner'/><category term='footballers&apos; wives'/><category term='survivor'/><category term='Barack Obama'/><category term='Grades'/><category term='spanish classes'/><category term='gatherings'/><category term='Stand'/><category term='David Cook'/><title type='text'>Parveena</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-3136075782944773140</id><published>2009-01-20T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T04:05:18.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inauguration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final post'/><title type='text'>A little bit of hope.</title><content type='html'>Hey all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's finally here. Inauguration Day!!! So we can all say &lt;em&gt;adios &lt;/em&gt;to Bush and helloooo Obama! *applause*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I don't know about you guys but i'm finding this really exciting. I mean, to think that not too long ago, nobody could've imagined the United States having a black president. Y'all have read To Kill A Mockingbird right? Well, I think today would've definately been a slap on the face for Mrs Dubose. Hahaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel very lucky that i'm alive to see this happen and that i'm able to actually watch history being made. Obama's presidency truly marks a milestone once unthinkable in a nation where segregation was practiced throughout many Southern states just decades ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let us all savor History today. For one day at least, I think, relief will replace fear, and gloom will be swept aside by a tide of hope. Today, one of the worst and most unpopular presidents in US history is departing and eight years from now (or four if everything goes dreadfully wrong) historians will be debating the Obama legacy. And hey! Fifty or so years from now, we can tell our grandchildren about the day Barack Obama came along and to gave us all a glimpse of hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;You know, I really think that Obama is the first politician that I've actually grown to like. So kudos to the man and I am looking forward to what he has in store for all of us. I'd love to see what he does about global warming/climate change. And I do hope that he would be more inclined to attack problems with diplomacy rather than with military power. If not, I'm sure we can count on some lovely Iraqi journalist to hit him with a pair shoes. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SXdC2bq_F9I/AAAAAAAAASg/B3KMKbgQ-ss/s1600-h/Barack+Obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SXdC2bq_F9I/AAAAAAAAASg/B3KMKbgQ-ss/s320/Barack+Obama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293773389905729490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's not just enough to change the players. We've gotta change the game." &lt;/em&gt;-Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the moment when we must come together to save this planet. Let us resolve that we will not leave our children a world where the oceans rise and famine spreads and terrible storms devastate our lands."&lt;/em&gt; -Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we've been waiting for. We are the change that we seek."&lt;/em&gt; -Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-PAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: This is gonna be my last time posting here. I won't be deleting this blog 'cos then all the time spent blogging would prove to be redundant. Thank you guys for bothering to read and tag my blog for all these years. I love y'all loads. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-3136075782944773140?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/3136075782944773140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=3136075782944773140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/3136075782944773140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/3136075782944773140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-bit-of-hope.html' title='A little bit of hope.'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SXdC2bq_F9I/AAAAAAAAASg/B3KMKbgQ-ss/s72-c/Barack+Obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-1058525770094841521</id><published>2008-11-29T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T07:18:02.781-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jared Leto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Ones'/><title type='text'>New Love</title><content type='html'>Okay, i've finally found a new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The One&lt;/span&gt;... JARED LETO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah aight. You can all close your mouths now. Lol! How this happened you ask? Well, i was watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Requiem for a Dream&lt;/span&gt; the other day which, by the way, is a brilliant flick. Those of you rotting of boredom, go watch it (youtube has it). If you wanna know what's it about, well, in Jared's words, it's a movie about "humanity's age-old obsession with escapism." Not your typical Hollywood movie so if your craving something other than beautiful people, wearing beautiful clothes and shagging other beautiful people, this is the movie for you. Nothing beautiful about it other than the concept. And Jared of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after about an hour and a half of Jared Leto i totally fell in love with the guy. Number one, he was amazing in the movie. Number two, he is so fucking gorgeous (even as a druggie!). As a result, i spent like, more than 2 hours on both Thursday and Friday watching random videos of him. And now i'm even more in love. Heh. I know, it's sad. I don't have a life. Well, i found loads of good pictures of him and since i don't have a life, i'm posting them. For no reason really. Just 'cos i'm bored. And hey, i know he's like 20 years older than i am but come on, how many of your dads looked this sexy at 36 hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEX99yfCeI/AAAAAAAAARA/sHP6tohccgU/s1600-h/Jared+Leto--B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEX99yfCeI/AAAAAAAAARA/sHP6tohccgU/s320/Jared+Leto--B%26W.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274022991953332706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STVQyJT6_sI/AAAAAAAAASY/_p3XOzEj1DQ/s1600-h/JaredLetoisLOVE.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STVQyJT6_sI/AAAAAAAAASY/_p3XOzEj1DQ/s320/JaredLetoisLOVE.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275211360957562562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEX-Fd3QGI/AAAAAAAAARI/FjS0TyB5aNc/s1600-h/Jared_Leto_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEX-Fd3QGI/AAAAAAAAARI/FjS0TyB5aNc/s320/Jared_Leto_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274022994014322786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STVQw4P64QI/AAAAAAAAAR4/BRwANrCsPDw/s1600-h/FuckmeJared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STVQw4P64QI/AAAAAAAAAR4/BRwANrCsPDw/s320/FuckmeJared.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275211339197505794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEZXNXAzFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vVYqRFCdwT0/s1600-h/Jared+Leto%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEZXNXAzFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/vVYqRFCdwT0/s320/Jared+Leto%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274024525141429330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STVQyMk2ytI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1eg99F-Z4Qs/s1600-h/JaredLeto-cutie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STVQyMk2ytI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1eg99F-Z4Qs/s320/JaredLeto-cutie.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275211361833896658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STVQxS7fU0I/AAAAAAAAASA/v-3MQZUbdEU/s1600-h/JaredLeto-shirtless.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STVQxS7fU0I/AAAAAAAAASA/v-3MQZUbdEU/s320/JaredLeto-shirtless.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275211346359571266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEdm5liyKI/AAAAAAAAARY/LeYKsAWU1EI/s1600-h/Jared+Leto-fuckdaworld%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEdm5liyKI/AAAAAAAAARY/LeYKsAWU1EI/s320/Jared+Leto-fuckdaworld%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274029192758085794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAAAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my ultimate favorite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEU7Y8iThI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/T2T6cqbfg0o/s1600-h/JaredLeto%28B%26W%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEU7Y8iThI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/T2T6cqbfg0o/s320/JaredLeto%28B%26W%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274019649168756242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; come-fuck-me&lt;/span&gt; look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-1058525770094841521?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/1058525770094841521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=1058525770094841521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/1058525770094841521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/1058525770094841521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-love.html' title='New Love'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/STEX99yfCeI/AAAAAAAAARA/sHP6tohccgU/s72-c/Jared+Leto--B%26W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-3990750940561225343</id><published>2008-11-24T03:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:14:25.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promnight'/><title type='text'>Prom Night</title><content type='html'>Hello world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprise surprise! I'm still alive bitches. As y'all would've probably realized by know, I've been too lazy to blog for the past couple of months but since y'all been bugging me for prom pics, here they are (didn't take that many though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU7voLboI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BCaA82x58I8/s1600-h/DSC01518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU7voLboI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BCaA82x58I8/s320/DSC01518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272190067908767362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU7QA8nLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/msE_r6KPuQY/s1600-h/DSC01517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU7QA8nLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/msE_r6KPuQY/s320/DSC01517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272190059422719154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU7GJg9jI/AAAAAAAAAKo/IZrd6YwxkPU/s1600-h/DSC01516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU7GJg9jI/AAAAAAAAAKo/IZrd6YwxkPU/s320/DSC01516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272190056774301234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU6_0IzBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-wQshKpt6ZY/s1600-h/DSC01515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU6_0IzBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-wQshKpt6ZY/s320/DSC01515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272190055074024466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU6jR_1oI/AAAAAAAAAKY/o_9iz8ovaIU/s1600-h/DSC01514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU6jR_1oI/AAAAAAAAAKY/o_9iz8ovaIU/s320/DSC01514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272190047414638210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqV7lpc7ZI/AAAAAAAAALA/HJ8bXfFoJ3I/s1600-h/DSC01519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqV7lpc7ZI/AAAAAAAAALA/HJ8bXfFoJ3I/s320/DSC01519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272191164741381522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqV79bLjoI/AAAAAAAAALI/18SxlJaFuSE/s1600-h/DSC01520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqV79bLjoI/AAAAAAAAALI/18SxlJaFuSE/s320/DSC01520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272191171123973762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqV705XuuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FV9g0Yy8VRo/s1600-h/DSC01522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqV705XuuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FV9g0Yy8VRo/s320/DSC01522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272191168834681570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" class="gl_photo" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqV8AovyxI/AAAAAAAAALY/pD4-hwxX2TY/s1600-h/DSC01523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqV8AovyxI/AAAAAAAAALY/pD4-hwxX2TY/s320/DSC01523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272191171986180882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqV9K19e1I/AAAAAAAAALg/E_yZbtJE630/s1600-h/DSC01524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqV9K19e1I/AAAAAAAAALg/E_yZbtJE630/s320/DSC01524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272191191905827666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqXLS03AwI/AAAAAAAAALo/KmtEsSbo0aA/s1600-h/DSC01525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqXLS03AwI/AAAAAAAAALo/KmtEsSbo0aA/s320/DSC01525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192534078489346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqXL7dnWeI/AAAAAAAAALw/m_EVSkrqiP8/s1600-h/DSC01526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqXL7dnWeI/AAAAAAAAALw/m_EVSkrqiP8/s320/DSC01526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192544986847714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqXMBBzEaI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3TJ6BJK9WLU/s1600-h/DSC01527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqXMBBzEaI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3TJ6BJK9WLU/s320/DSC01527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192546480787874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqXMVx4qKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/fE-OuLWnpK8/s1600-h/DSC01528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqXMVx4qKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/fE-OuLWnpK8/s320/DSC01528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192552051189922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqXMnlODaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RtuN1HVbi38/s1600-h/DSC01529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqXMnlODaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/RtuN1HVbi38/s320/DSC01529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272192556829904290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqX0B3oVKI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rm0LvMgm0xU/s1600-h/DSC01530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqX0B3oVKI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rm0LvMgm0xU/s320/DSC01530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272193233901343906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqX0ZN3upI/AAAAAAAAAMY/XBQKMH6EROI/s1600-h/DSC01531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqX0ZN3upI/AAAAAAAAAMY/XBQKMH6EROI/s320/DSC01531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272193240168643218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqX0zyLYPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uu42JlBRX-s/s1600-h/DSC01533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqX0zyLYPI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uu42JlBRX-s/s320/DSC01533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272193247300247794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqX0uMomqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/KISBdP2fKBo/s1600-h/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqX0uMomqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/KISBdP2fKBo/s320/DSC01532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272193245800602274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqYVwGTKYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/M6DzhpUvOEo/s1600-h/DSC01542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqYVwGTKYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/M6DzhpUvOEo/s320/DSC01542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272193813246585218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqYVC8AS3I/AAAAAAAAANA/xfDAvlZw-Rg/s1600-h/DSC01537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqYVC8AS3I/AAAAAAAAANA/xfDAvlZw-Rg/s320/DSC01537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272193801123810162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqYVWnfqxI/AAAAAAAAANI/eyieFibCP-c/s1600-h/DSC01539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqYVWnfqxI/AAAAAAAAANI/eyieFibCP-c/s320/DSC01539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272193806406494994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our very own Paris &amp;amp; Nicole&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqYU5Oyp6I/AAAAAAAAAM4/VD4lqFf3GdA/s1600-h/DSC01535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqYU5Oyp6I/AAAAAAAAAM4/VD4lqFf3GdA/s320/DSC01535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272193798518253474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqYWH_m1nI/AAAAAAAAANY/DjZSCC1wa6M/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqYWH_m1nI/AAAAAAAAANY/DjZSCC1wa6M/s320/DSC01545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272193819660965490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqZeZi8f8I/AAAAAAAAANo/QIWVP_C1Y5Y/s1600-h/DSC01552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqZeZi8f8I/AAAAAAAAANo/QIWVP_C1Y5Y/s320/DSC01552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272195061323169730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sha and her 'date'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqZeBfYOXI/AAAAAAAAANg/_anV90xdYSM/s1600-h/DSC01551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqZeBfYOXI/AAAAAAAAANg/_anV90xdYSM/s320/DSC01551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272195054865758578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and Sha's date. hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqZertAEPI/AAAAAAAAANw/MmncX5052Ao/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqZertAEPI/AAAAAAAAANw/MmncX5052Ao/s320/DSC01554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272195066197184754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqZfQ0_jsI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lrNY-gqu7mw/s1600-h/DSC01564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqZfQ0_jsI/AAAAAAAAAOA/lrNY-gqu7mw/s320/DSC01564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272195076162817730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Denise doing 'Superman'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqZe3sWp2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/aoaAp9UICas/s1600-h/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqZe3sWp2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/aoaAp9UICas/s320/DSC01558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272195069415696226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then pretending nothing happened&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqbEpOPWvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/pdLysYYgr-E/s1600-h/DSC01567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqbEpOPWvI/AAAAAAAAAOI/pdLysYYgr-E/s320/DSC01567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272196817877949170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yep. They love me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqbE43EmmI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hRtPiGTBFv4/s1600-h/DSC01569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqbE43EmmI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hRtPiGTBFv4/s320/DSC01569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272196822075742818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqbFJzLdKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sMsGSB08vPc/s1600-h/DSC01570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqbFJzLdKI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sMsGSB08vPc/s320/DSC01570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272196826622817442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and my daaarling desk buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqbFiJ4QWI/AAAAAAAAAOo/y7RAfe4NwqM/s1600-h/DSC01574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqbFiJ4QWI/AAAAAAAAAOo/y7RAfe4NwqM/s320/DSC01574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272196833160479074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqbFfGRQuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/xMJK-O8M0Qs/s1600-h/DSC01571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqbFfGRQuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/xMJK-O8M0Qs/s320/DSC01571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272196832340034274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HX hiding from her favourite paparazzo (moi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqckyXhHeI/AAAAAAAAAOw/jSkG3vLMqb0/s1600-h/DSC01582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqckyXhHeI/AAAAAAAAAOw/jSkG3vLMqb0/s320/DSC01582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272198469600222690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiss kiss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqclA-3nzI/AAAAAAAAAO4/jPvRxX048Xg/s1600-h/DSC01599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqclA-3nzI/AAAAAAAAAO4/jPvRxX048Xg/s320/DSC01599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272198473523371826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqhU1OiiGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/E9lH7cPke1c/s1600-h/DSC01543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqhU1OiiGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/E9lH7cPke1c/s320/DSC01543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272203693048105058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In my opinion, the best dressed was...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My favourite Minah of all time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqcmGAylrI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/A6myPrT3SXI/s1600-h/Promnight.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqcmGAylrI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/A6myPrT3SXI/s320/Promnight.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272198492053477042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spot Loy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of hilarious moments during Prom and i managed to capture some. Yay me! First of all, there was a little dance-off between about 5-6 people who were blindfolded. And o.m.f.g. Trishna danced her ass off like there was no tomorrow. And it was awesome! Even the Dj got excited and joined her. She won of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqeuadK-JI/AAAAAAAAAP4/wJDXzcbo__4/s1600-h/DSC01559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqeuadK-JI/AAAAAAAAAP4/wJDXzcbo__4/s320/DSC01559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272200834003433618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqeurpiprI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HgPypWnIk8U/s1600-h/DSC01562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqeurpiprI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HgPypWnIk8U/s320/DSC01562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272200838618719922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shake your pom pom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Miss TKGS. Syaheera represented 4/4 and "shook it like Shakira" for her talent segment. And hey, the girl ain't bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqf1NJuTNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/xDmOUSfk82o/s1600-h/DSC01578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqf1NJuTNI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/xDmOUSfk82o/s320/DSC01578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272202050202914002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqf0pLgrLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/66i4JqJu-_U/s1600-h/DSC01577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqf0pLgrLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/66i4JqJu-_U/s320/DSC01577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272202040546733234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our dearest Imesha represented 4/3 and WON!!! She sang You'll be in my heart by Phil Collins and the crowd really did go wild. You go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqf1S7P7OI/AAAAAAAAAQY/23QH1P6bfq8/s1600-h/DSC01581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqf1S7P7OI/AAAAAAAAAQY/23QH1P6bfq8/s320/DSC01581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272202051752815842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the Emcee picked a group of people to go on stage and sorta made them pretend to be a band. They had wigs on and everything. Fucking hilarious. And guess who the pretend drummer was?? HUIXIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqf1y9vSMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/y-ONjbGTdbY/s1600-h/DSC01590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqf1y9vSMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/y-ONjbGTdbY/s320/DSC01590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272202060353194178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqf2NOFfbI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XjtlIE6orgo/s1600-h/DSC01594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqf2NOFfbI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XjtlIE6orgo/s320/DSC01594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272202067401080242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atiqah rocking the balloon guitar like a seasoned pro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was, even during all this excitement we still had the time to play Bridge... Dammit, we really are addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqetjgG5JI/AAAAAAAAAPo/KL4fLSrpm_M/s1600-h/cards.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqetjgG5JI/AAAAAAAAAPo/KL4fLSrpm_M/s320/cards.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272200819251799186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqet4tZ_5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/BmIntY7t5Ec/s1600-h/CARDS%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqet4tZ_5I/AAAAAAAAAPw/BmIntY7t5Ec/s320/CARDS%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272200824944721810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqetBjprRI/AAAAAAAAAPg/U867Sm3c0J8/s1600-h/caards.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqetBjprRI/AAAAAAAAAPg/U867Sm3c0J8/s320/caards.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272200810139856146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom night was loads of fun. And you people made it a night to remember... i LOVE you guys!! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqcl5lHTJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/LGxplxyY6wM/s1600-h/DSC01609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqcl5lHTJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/LGxplxyY6wM/s320/DSC01609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272198488716168338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bestest Girls in Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-3990750940561225343?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/3990750940561225343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=3990750940561225343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/3990750940561225343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/3990750940561225343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2008/11/prom-pics.html' title='Prom Night'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SSqU7voLboI/AAAAAAAAAK4/BCaA82x58I8/s72-c/DSC01518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-3288643460625370173</id><published>2008-06-24T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T07:57:17.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Ones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Euro &apos;08'/><title type='text'>Euro '08</title><content type='html'>Hey you! (yes you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euro 2008 has been absolutely smashing! Well, i haven't actually watched a single match yet as my darling daddy absolutely refused to get me the channels claiming it would've disrupted my studies. (I still don't see the logic 'cos the matches are in the middle of the night. The time of night when nobody in the right mind really studies.) Anyway, time for the poor deprived souls like moi to rejoice 'cos both the semis and final will be shown on the Preview Channel (001). But i was just thinking, if by some way or another Russia and Turkey make the finals i don't think i'd want to sacrifice sleep to watch that. Not sure yet though. We'll see. But if Spain and Germany make the final i wouldn't know who to support. Though that'd definitely be an awesome game to catch. By the way, i like what Vic said about the German lads; "They get red carded in style." Haha! So, so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Vickie, she has completely fallen in LOVE with  Bastian Schweinsteiger. The girl totally ditched Novak, her (supposedly) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The One &lt;/span&gt;for Schweini&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Typical.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And i have a hunch that Sharan's slowly falling out of love with Ronaldo *silently celebrates*. As for me, the crazy David Cook phase is over. Don't get me wrong though. Still lovin' him and everything but just not as crazy as i used to be. Torres is still in there somewhere. Hopefully that fire will be reignited after watching the Spain v Russia match. Oh! And Ben Barnes aka Prince Caspian is really really really cute and hot and nice and funny. But not crazy-in-love though. So right now there is no 'The One' for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's pretty much going to be a horrible day tomorrow. A math's first period. (Ugh) We have E math as well. (Double Ugh) And of course, not forgetting 2hours of A math IR. (ARRRGH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Gonna go figure out a way to kill myself before A math does. (Just kidding aight. Please don't call the suicide hotline or anything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-3288643460625370173?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/3288643460625370173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=3288643460625370173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/3288643460625370173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/3288643460625370173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2008/06/euro-08.html' title='Euro &apos;08'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-1933123659986731</id><published>2008-06-14T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T11:31:44.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='footballers'/><title type='text'>Who would you choose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would you rather sleep with if you have to choose between these players ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold the person you would.&lt;br /&gt;You have to choose one! You cannot say neither.&lt;br /&gt;If you do not know some of the players listed, GOOGLE HIM. Don't be lazy!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, have fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillip Degen or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Degen  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillip neville or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gary neville  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arne Friedrich&lt;/span&gt; or Manuel Friedrich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Cannavaro or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Fabio Cannavaro  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikel Alonso or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xabi Alonso &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christoph Metzelder&lt;/span&gt; of Malte Metzelder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Lampard or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie Redknapp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio Ferdinand&lt;/span&gt; or Anton Ferdinand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis Garcia or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sergio Ramos Garcia &lt;/span&gt;(The Body beats The Face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley Cole or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Joe Cole &lt;/span&gt;(Only when bald.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Villa&lt;/span&gt; or David Silva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel Torres or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fernando Torres &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iker Cassilas&lt;/span&gt; or Victor Valdes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cesc Fabregas&lt;/span&gt; or Fran Merida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guti or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raul Gonzalez  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomas Rosicky&lt;/span&gt; or Petr Cech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jens Lehmann&lt;/span&gt; or Oliver Kahn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel Agger&lt;/span&gt; or Nicklas Bendtner (Yummmm!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQNhuxBbNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zIQsvx3Gulo/s1600-h/Daniel+Agger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQNhuxBbNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zIQsvx3Gulo/s320/Daniel+Agger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211805541914995922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Terry or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Beckham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paulo Ferreira&lt;/span&gt; or Nuno Morais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lionel Messi&lt;/span&gt; or Bojan Krkic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristiano Ronaldo or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ricardo Quaresma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;Robbie Keane&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robbie Savage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phillip Lahm&lt;/span&gt; or Miroslav Klose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rafael van der Vaart &lt;/span&gt;or Robin van Persie  (Gaaah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gavin Hoyte or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin Hoyte  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luca Toni or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Francesco Totti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zlatan Ibrahimovic&lt;/span&gt; or Luis figo ('Why' you ask?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFP2XA_A-qI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bq6CfB7WlrE/s1600-h/grbhgf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFP2XA_A-qI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bq6CfB7WlrE/s320/grbhgf.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211780069059525282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFP2XjGHxjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qoaYXgUD2qY/s1600-h/zlatan_ibrahimovic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFP2XjGHxjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qoaYXgUD2qY/s320/zlatan_ibrahimovic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211780078216136242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya... That's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deco or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cicinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andriy Shevcehnko or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fredrik Ljungberg &lt;/span&gt;(Have you not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seen&lt;/span&gt; the Calvin Klein ads!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQK7a0dpDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aPcJyCgrWr4/s1600-h/Fredrik-Ljungberg%28clavinklein%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQK7a0dpDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aPcJyCgrWr4/s320/Fredrik-Ljungberg%28clavinklein%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211802684702434354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruud van Nistelrooy or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edwin van Der Sar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikolas Anelka or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Florent Malouda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Claude Makelele&lt;/span&gt; or Shaun Wright Phillips (His wife is absolutely beautiful!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFP3d03IeeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-jLMTmRDikY/s1600-h/u1_makelele_lenoir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFP3d03IeeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/-jLMTmRDikY/s320/u1_makelele_lenoir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211781285575948770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFP4ZRZ1tvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/2NsJNCSxKkw/s1600-h/Noemie+Lenoir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFP4ZRZ1tvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/2NsJNCSxKkw/s320/Noemie+Lenoir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211782306849994482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastian Schweinsteiger or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Ballack &lt;/span&gt;(Unless Schweini promises a threesome with Podolski *grins*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQK7qjyGlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8isrvjC0usw/s1600-h/Podolski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQK7qjyGlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8isrvjC0usw/s320/Podolski.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211802688927439442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moritz Volz or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carlos Bocanegra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manuel Neuer or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Rensing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clemens Fritz&lt;/span&gt; or Per Mertesacker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemanja Vidic or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Owen Hargreaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Bentley&lt;/span&gt; or Morten Gamst Pederson :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe Hart&lt;/span&gt; or Peter Schmeichel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven Gerrard or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Steve Finnan &lt;/span&gt;(He just seems like a better shag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arjen Robben or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dirk Kuyt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alberto Gilardino&lt;/span&gt; or Fillipo Izaghi (He is da sex!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darren Fletcher&lt;/span&gt; or John O'Shea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Micheal Owen&lt;/span&gt; or Alan Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ronaldinho&lt;/span&gt; or Ronaldo (I'd get the guy braces before shagging him though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thierry Henry or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Pires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Roy Keane or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jose Mourinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQM1b-cbPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bcyhty7L0RA/s1600-h/mourinho%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQM1b-cbPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/bcyhty7L0RA/s320/mourinho%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211804780956773618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zinedine Zidane&lt;/span&gt; or Marco Materazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Javier Portillo&lt;/span&gt; or Sergio Kun Aguero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aaron Ramsey&lt;/span&gt; or Alfie Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Roque Santa Cruz&lt;/span&gt; or Mikel Arteta (Hands down baby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQL5qLd9XI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_L-bDXojTo4/s1600-h/RoqueSantaCruz%28armsofagod%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQL5qLd9XI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_L-bDXojTo4/s320/RoqueSantaCruz%28armsofagod%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211803753977345394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Johnson or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martin Laursen&lt;/span&gt; (ugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillipe Senderos or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tranquillo Barnetta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Kewell or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucas Neill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex Hleb&lt;/span&gt; or Mathieu Flamini :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie Carragher&lt;/span&gt; or Aaron Lennon (Duh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dimitar Berbatov&lt;/span&gt; or Joleon  Lescott (I'd rather assassinate both though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan Giggs&lt;/span&gt; or Paul Scholes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joaquin Rodriguez&lt;/span&gt; or Gerard Pique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xavi Hernández&lt;/span&gt; or Andres Iniesta *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett Emerton or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan Nelson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stewart Downing&lt;/span&gt; or Michael Dawson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micheal Essien or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Obi Mikel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Didier Drogba&lt;/span&gt; or Samuel Eto'o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mascherano&lt;/span&gt; or Carlos Tevez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alvaro Arbeloa&lt;/span&gt; or Yossi Benayoun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manuel Almunia or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leo Franco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Robinson or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joey Barton&lt;/span&gt; or James Milner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wayne Rooney&lt;/span&gt; or Franck Ribery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fernando Morientes&lt;/span&gt; or Fernando Gago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denilson or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theo Walcott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Gonzalez or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rasmus Wurtz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQK70jebGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ThGMqG03N8Q/s1600-h/Rasmuswater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQK70jebGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ThGMqG03N8Q/s320/Rasmuswater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211802691610504290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pepe Reina &lt;/span&gt;or Wayne Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea Pirlo or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paulo Maldini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Kuranyi&lt;/span&gt; or Christian Pander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig Bellamy or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dean Ashton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bernd Schneider&lt;/span&gt; or Oliver Neuville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shane Long&lt;/span&gt; or Kevin Doyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. And er, David Beckham or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Bentley&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQNh8lbTpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/AQiV5w6wP-0/s1600-h/David%26David.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQNh8lbTpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/AQiV5w6wP-0/s320/David%26David.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211805545624456850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-1933123659986731?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/1933123659986731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=1933123659986731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/1933123659986731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/1933123659986731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-would-you-choose.html' title='Who would you choose?'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SFQNhuxBbNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zIQsvx3Gulo/s72-c/Daniel+Agger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-2091696718811060529</id><published>2008-05-21T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:16:01.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Cook'/><title type='text'>David vs David</title><content type='html'>Just watched American Idol. My Cookie kinda disappointed me tonight. I was waiting for him to blow me away but he didn't which makes me a little sad. I really wanna blog about it but i can't seem to put what i'm feeling into words right now. So, i got this from TVFan. It basically sums up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SDQrj_pkaeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FPu1SxXY51M/s1600-h/DavidVSDavid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SDQrj_pkaeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FPu1SxXY51M/s320/DavidVSDavid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202831366900967906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David VS David. The finale everyone predicted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things started off promising...DC filling out the robe nicely, getting into the part with some fairly convincing air boxing moves. Has anyone determined if Hotness has chest hair?  I now need to know this.  Immediately.  I'm thinking yes. And wow, I completely LOVE the gray shirt jacket thing Cookie McHottie is wearing and my, he has lost quite a bit of weight the last few weeks. Of course whenever Ryan asks a general question Hotness is the one to answer. The Fetus' responses are limited  to "uhh ...gosh ...dream ...gosh ..."  Bad boxing analogies are thrust upon us from every side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SDQrjPpkabI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7AF3PF91gy8/s1600-h/DC-Finale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SDQrjPpkabI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7AF3PF91gy8/s320/DC-Finale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202831354016065970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My cookie looking VERY sexy in that robe of his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DC to sing U2's "I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For." This starts out promising.  I would have preferred if he did this without the "C'mon" and into the crowd thing. It was good though. Randy: We boys, right?!  Hot, baby! Paula has found what she's looking for and is about to hump DC's leg. Simon:  DC is tense and emotional, but came through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetus(David A) is singing "Don't Let the Sun Go Down on Me."  Uh-oh, he's on tonight. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please note that i'm not the one calling him fetus. The girl who wrote this is&lt;/span&gt;) I think Fetus does a good job, but suffers by comparison. Randy: "Best performance of the season (?) Flawless (?)  Right time to peak!"  Didn't he say that to Syesha the week she was voted off? Paula: Chills and heart pounding.  Maybe if she was wearing clothes it would help.  Simon: Fetus' best ever.  Round one to the Fetus.  Fetus is literally rendered speechless.  I wonder if he'll be able to sing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original song contest.  Let me audibly groan. What purpose does this serve, really?  Can't we just have Diane Warren write a friggin song?  Or better yet, let's let the CONTESTANTs write their own songs.  Then we'll see who the real artist is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DC sang "This Song Blows" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's not the real title of course. It was actually called&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dream Big'&lt;/span&gt;) and luckily he put his trademark slur on the lyrics so we couldn't really tell what dreck he was singing.  I enjoyed the rockout on guitar and the big note at the end. Randy: song OK, DC singing face off.  Paula: we are in awe and mesmerized (agreed).  Simon: lightweight, not a winning moment. Ry asks DC "how you feelin' right now?" And he replies "I'm playing in front of 7000 people, I feel great."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SDQrjfpkacI/AAAAAAAAAFU/i6XSxk2x1_4/s1600-h/DC-Finale%27DreamBig%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SDQrjfpkacI/AAAAAAAAAFU/i6XSxk2x1_4/s320/DC-Finale%27DreamBig%27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202831358311033282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dave rocking out on his guitar. Just the way i like him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fetus sings "This Song Also Blows." (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again not the real title. It was called 'In This Moment'&lt;/span&gt;) Randy:  Something original. "Dude, you can sing the phonebook!"  Paula:  "You're on fire tonight."  Simon: Fetus chose the better song.  Round 2 to the Fetus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestants choice. I'm totally stoked!  I LOVE this song. I don't love the hair. It's now looking like Ryan's hair on steroids.  But Hotness is giving us a CFM look, and a smile, so all is forgiven.  Wow, DC is crying.  Seems just overwhelmed with emotion.  Is it the 7,000 screaming fans?  Or is he worried that he hasn't done enough tonight to win? It's very touching though. I just love, love, love this guy.  Once again I just want to give him a big hug.  He's really, really trying hard not to lose it. Simon says what we all know:  "I just want to say publically that you are one of the nicest most sincere contestants we've ever had."  I KNEW all those smug comments were BS.  And then of course he slams him...wrong song choice, blah, blah, blah. DC says, "This whole thing has been a progression, and I was looking at it as 'why do something I've already done?' "  Amen brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which...the Fetus (surprise!) rehashes "Imagine" yet again, and not nearly as well as the first time.  Judges all loved it.  Randy: "Best singer on Season 7 is right there!" Paula:  Stunning.  Simon:  tonight we've witnessed one of the great finals...Fetus came out to win, and what we have witnessed is a knockout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sites have all sorts of theories, including that Simon was trying to motivate DC's complacent fan base to vote.  This sounds kind of far-fetched though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was  a knockout tonight, it was the culmination of David Cook's season long dominance of the competition. He put his heart and soul into every performance and I can't thank him enough for the hours of enjoyment and excitement he's given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure right now David Cook thinks he lost American Idol. I hope tomorrow night he learns that his fans have come through for him and that being the nicest and most sincere contestant, as well as the most talented, brave and original, actually means something. In many ways, that would be a more fitting ending to this saga than if he had been the clear winner tonight.&lt;p&gt;Best of luck, David Cook.  You're quite a man, and I for one thank you for everything.  Oh yeah...and you're really hot :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, i'm not exactly as optimistic as she is. But i sure hope she's right. (Now i'm presuming this person's a she looking at the way DC is being described) Plus, reading her article definitely made me feel much better. I kinda summarized it 'cos it was way too long. Though she is being a little too harsh on Archie here. I think he did great tonight. Better than I would've expected. But i'm still all for my Papa Bear. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, it won't be the end of the world if David A wins it. David Cook or shall i say 'Hotness' would still be very successful and i am soooo getting his album. Heard a few songs off his first album, Analog Heart by the way. Pretty good. Sorta makes me wonder why on earth he hasn't been signed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SDQrjvpkadI/AAAAAAAAAFc/9FpNqoBOuTs/s1600-h/DavidCook%28PapaBear%21%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SDQrjvpkadI/AAAAAAAAAFc/9FpNqoBOuTs/s320/DavidCook%28PapaBear%21%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202831362606000594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is why i call him Papa Bear. Okay, y'all think i'm crazy now but i think he does look like a bear. This was from Mariah Carey week i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--Parveena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;P.S.- Feeling much better now after reading that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-2091696718811060529?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/2091696718811060529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=2091696718811060529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/2091696718811060529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/2091696718811060529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2008/05/ai.html' title='David vs David'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/SDQrj_pkaeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FPu1SxXY51M/s72-c/DavidVSDavid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-1132157706047760138</id><published>2008-04-27T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T04:54:18.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brithday'/><title type='text'>Not-So-Sweet Sixteen</title><content type='html'>Aloha world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been updating. As usual. O' level year is beginning to suck ass. Everyone around me is so stressed (Sha being the most... Heh!) and it's no fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about really. My 16th birthday wasn't all that. No cake, no candles (i haven't had candles in forever damnit!). I think Hannah was more excited about my birthday than i was actually. But i did get lotsa really sweet notes and stuff from my lovely classmates. Thank y'all so much! :) And Sha and Nadia brought me out for dinner after tuition. Bloody Ttk couldn't make it. You owe me BIG time for that man (you also owe me $12 bucks since January btw...) Many promised that i'd be receiving my presents after the mid-years. Most probably have forgotten by now though (still waiting patiently for my Blackburn away kit Yuthra *grins*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was meaning to put this up for a while now after seeing it on Hannah(Roon)'s blog. Was wondering where she got it from then i realized it was from Rascal Flatt's 'Stand'...  I absolutely love the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You feel like a candle in a hurricane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like a picture with a broken frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alone and helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like you've lost your fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you'll be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When push comes to shove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You taste what you're made of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You might bend till you break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cos its all you can take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On your knees you look up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Decide you've had enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You get mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You get strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wipe your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shake it off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then you stand&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Parveena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- The previous post was NOT me. It was Sha as y'all would've realized by now. And i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER WILL&lt;/span&gt; love Ronaldo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-1132157706047760138?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/1132157706047760138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=1132157706047760138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/1132157706047760138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/1132157706047760138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2008/04/stand.html' title='Not-So-Sweet Sixteen'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-8471659958754834570</id><published>2008-03-20T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:16:27.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sha's Post</title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;I have a confession.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;..with RONALDO.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW he's sharan's but I cant help it,&lt;br /&gt;he's just so bloody PERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;I want to shag him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..okay fine. that was my pathetic attempt at getting par to like him.&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY.&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S IN LOVE WITH&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;par : ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so, SEE YOU! BYEBYE! TRALALALALALALALALALA! LA LA LA! LA LA LA!&lt;br /&gt;TRAALALALALALA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-8471659958754834570?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/8471659958754834570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=8471659958754834570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/8471659958754834570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/8471659958754834570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-world-i-have-confession.html' title='Sha&apos;s Post'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-8867363974222101468</id><published>2008-02-23T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:15:46.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince Carl Philip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince Harry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince Andrea Casiraghi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince William'/><title type='text'>Blue Blood</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since I've blogged. 3 months to be exact. I apologize for my laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I'll go straight to the point. I was up channel surfing during the Liverpool game last night and came across the E! True Hollywood Story: Young Royals on E! Entertainment. It was of course, a rerun from long ago but I watched it anyway. And well, i noticed that almost all royals hot. I mean, have you ever seen an obese young princess before? It just isn't fair. But of course, i have no complaints whatsoever about the existence of hot princes around the world (well, more like around Europe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea Casiraghi of Monaco, 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8ErDJ7nCdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2_htJCuCRXs/s1600-h/prince_andrea_casiraghi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 324px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8ErDJ7nCdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2_htJCuCRXs/s320/prince_andrea_casiraghi2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170461180403583442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8Ew6Z7nCpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cDLMp4M816M/s1600-h/prince_andrea_casiraghi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 234px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8Ew6Z7nCpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cDLMp4M816M/s320/prince_andrea_casiraghi1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170467627149494930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is just perfect. He is currently residing in New York. He likes to ride, ski, play football and the guitar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*swoons*&lt;/span&gt; He's also fluent in French, English, Italian, and German. So yeah, put him anywhere in Europe and he'd probably be able to find his way back home. He isn't prince yet but if his uncle dies without children, Monaco would have the hottest king ever. I absolutely love his model-like looks and sense of style; Casual but refined. Now, there's only one word to describe him. Irresistible. And his royal blood and Hollywood lineage makes him a hundred times more irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8Evb57nCmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k8ZbiPk8hPQ/s1600-h/prince_andrea_casiraghi7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 229px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8Evb57nCmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k8ZbiPk8hPQ/s320/prince_andrea_casiraghi7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170466003651856994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8EvcJ7nCnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/itQ4Tera9QY/s1600-h/andrea6a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 304px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8EvcJ7nCnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/itQ4Tera9QY/s320/andrea6a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170466007946824306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8Evbp7nCkI/AAAAAAAAADs/WOwIIvF8-Ic/s1600-h/andrea.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 323px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8Evbp7nCkI/AAAAAAAAADs/WOwIIvF8-Ic/s320/andrea.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170465999356889666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8EvcJ7nCoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BNJ7cwovgy4/s1600-h/prince_andrea_casiraghi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 324px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8EvcJ7nCoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BNJ7cwovgy4/s320/prince_andrea_casiraghi4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170466007946824322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8ErDp7nCfI/AAAAAAAAADE/mTdHX6NuhkE/s1600-h/prince+andrea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 322px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8ErDp7nCfI/AAAAAAAAADE/mTdHX6NuhkE/s320/prince+andrea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170461188993518066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince Carl Philip of Sweden, 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8ErD57nCgI/AAAAAAAAADM/LdWZYWxBnAM/s1600-h/prince+carl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8ErD57nCgI/AAAAAAAAADM/LdWZYWxBnAM/s320/prince+carl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170461193288485378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was supposed to be king until they changed the law and now his elder sister, Princess Victoria, is first in the  line of succession. He likes playing football, skiing and swimming. Wouldn't it be cool if he had decided to take football seriously? He could be playing in the EPL right now. Poor commentators would have a mouthful to say whenever he touched the ball. (And His Royal Highness  Prince Carl Philip, Duke of Värmland scores!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8ErD57nChI/AAAAAAAAADU/J1uTyD0kWIo/s1600-h/carl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 165px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8ErD57nChI/AAAAAAAAADU/J1uTyD0kWIo/s320/carl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170461193288485394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince Carl Philip also enrolled in the Military Academy Karlberg for a year. I just love how he looks so smart in his uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8Evb57nClI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZSgg8Ey2ffU/s1600-h/%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8Evb57nClI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZSgg8Ey2ffU/s320/%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170466003651856978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8FAOp7nCuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wweJzFF6Pyk/s1600-h/2006po1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8FAOp7nCuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wweJzFF6Pyk/s320/2006po1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170484467716262626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince Harry, 23 &amp;amp; Prince William, 25  of Wales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8FNFp7nCvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BbuKgR8M0tM/s1600-h/Prince+Will%26Harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8FNFp7nCvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BbuKgR8M0tM/s320/Prince+Will%26Harry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170498606748601074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8E-u57nCrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9x81MELfgRo/s1600-h/princes460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8E-u57nCrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9x81MELfgRo/s320/princes460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170482822743788210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's no need for any introduction here. Everyone knows who Prince Harry and William are. Personally, i prefer Harry. You know, not having the pressure of being future king. Getting to go out and party all night. He seems like the only person in the British Royal Family who knows how to have fun. I guess that's what made him the most eligible bachelor in the world. All that money and no stress of having to rule a country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8Ethp7nCjI/AAAAAAAAADk/rRwe9EaIerY/s1600-h/harry150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 171px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8Ethp7nCjI/AAAAAAAAADk/rRwe9EaIerY/s320/harry150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170463903412849202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8E-up7nCqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BxF1p1u1K1w/s1600-h/xinsrc_d11e341cedb511d7810d0010b5d28995_harry03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8E-up7nCqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BxF1p1u1K1w/s320/xinsrc_d11e341cedb511d7810d0010b5d28995_harry03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170482818448820898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, these guys aren't the hottest things alive. But it doesn't really matter that they aren't as perfect as Cinderella's Prince Charming. Their future wives would still get to live in a huge castle with tons of servants who'd be glad to flush the toilet for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-8867363974222101468?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/8867363974222101468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=8867363974222101468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/8867363974222101468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/8867363974222101468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2008/02/blue-blood.html' title='Blue Blood'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/R8ErDJ7nCdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2_htJCuCRXs/s72-c/prince_andrea_casiraghi2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-7334231883272680571</id><published>2007-11-24T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T12:22:07.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>Bored to death</title><content type='html'>It's 4am and I'm bored out of my mind right now. So, I've decided to give this blog a much needed update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spent the last 7 hours watching football (yep, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; have no life). Good results this weekend. Liverpool beat Newcastle 3-0. It was more of a one-sided match really. Fernando Torres (aka, my baby) had like a zillion chances to score and if it hadn't been for Shay Given, the score would've been like, 6-0 or something. Arsenal vs Wigan was utterly frustrating. Seriously. I was beginning to think that we'd draw. With the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;managerless &lt;/span&gt;Wigan. But we netted 2 brilliant goals within 3 minutes towards the end of the game. Hah! We kinda rock. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't celebrate yet though. I haven't even gotten to the best part yet. Current champions, Man United, lost. To erm, Bolton. 1-0 (now you may go crazy and run around your estate 5 times singing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now. I feel good, I knew that i would, now. So good, so good.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea played Derby. I was expecting a goal galore from the likes of Drogba, Lampard and Sheva. But noooo. Firstly, Drogba wasn't playing. He wasn't even on the bench. Not even spoken about by the commentators. And, not even mentioned on the Chelsea official website. Probably a result of the (quite unnecessary) comments made by him recently. Sheva didn't really contribute much to the game and Lampard hardly had any shots on goal. Chelsea still managed to win 2-0. But come on, it's Derby County we're talkin' about! Liverpool and Arsenal trashed the team 6-0 and 5-0 respectively. Even a severely depleted West Ham could score 5 goals and concede none.  Yeah, Chelsea isn't really an attacking styled team, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; a 3-0 would have been expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, doesn't really bother me much. Arsenal are still on top, 3 points ahead of United with a game at hand and, they will (hopefully) remain right where they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa love &amp;amp; tonsa kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-7334231883272680571?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/7334231883272680571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=7334231883272680571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/7334231883272680571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/7334231883272680571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/11/bored-to-death.html' title='Bored to death'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-5676376873693496145</id><published>2007-11-19T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:58:19.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='managers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='footballers'/><title type='text'>Bold/Italize/Strike</title><content type='html'>Thought this would be something fun that would kill some time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bold the names of guys you'd definitely shag.&lt;br /&gt;2. Italize the ones you'd possibly shag after a little persuasion.&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave the ones you don't know of or wouldn't mind shagging if you really had to.&lt;br /&gt;4. Strike the ones you wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. David Odonkor&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Phillip Lahm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael Ballack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Christoph Metzelder&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;Sebastian Kehl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;Lukas Podolski&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Jens Lehmann&lt;br /&gt;8. Bastian Schweinsteiger&lt;br /&gt;9. Miroslav Klose&lt;br /&gt;10. Per Mertesacker&lt;br /&gt;11. Torsten Frings&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Arne Friedrich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Oliver Kahn&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;s&gt;Gerald Asamoah&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;em&gt;Tim Borowski&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;s&gt;Oliver Neuville&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;em&gt;Bernd Schneider &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Thomas Hitzlsperger&lt;br /&gt;19. Marcell Jansen&lt;br /&gt;20. Robert Huth&lt;br /&gt;21. Jens Nowotny&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mike Hanke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Timo Hildebrand&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;David Beckham &lt;/strong&gt;(How could anyone say no to Becks!)&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;Michael Owen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;em&gt;Owen Hargreaves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.&lt;strong&gt; Steven Gerrard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;strong&gt;Frank Lampard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;John Terry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;em&gt;Jamie Carragher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;s&gt;Maniche&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Nuno Gomes&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;s&gt;Simão Sabrosa&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;s&gt;Cristiano Ronaldo&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Luis Figo&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;s&gt;Ricardo Carvalho&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;s&gt;Deco&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;strong&gt;Zinedine Zidane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Thierry Henry&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;s&gt;Claude Makelele&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;s&gt;Bacary Sagna&lt;/s&gt; (Hell no!)&lt;br /&gt;41. Tim Cahill&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;Fredrik Ljungberg&lt;/strong&gt; (who wouldn't shag this Calvin Klein underwear model??)&lt;br /&gt;43. Henrik Larsson&lt;br /&gt;44. Andreas Isaksson&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;em&gt;Mikel Arteta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fernando Torres&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(YES! YES! YES!)&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;em&gt;Iker Casillas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Xabi Alonso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(Ahhhhhhhhhh! Of course!)&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;em&gt;Sergio Ramos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;em&gt;Luis Garcia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;51. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cesc Fabregas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;em&gt;David Villa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Raul Gonzalez&lt;br /&gt;54. David Silva&lt;br /&gt;55. Jose Reina&lt;br /&gt;56. &lt;strong&gt;Alvaro Arbeloa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. &lt;s&gt;Carlos Puyol&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. &lt;s&gt;Jose Antonio Reyes&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Gianluca Zambrotta&lt;br /&gt;60. Fabio Cannavaro&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alberto Gilardino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (defines sex)&lt;br /&gt;62. &lt;em&gt;Francesco Totti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. &lt;em&gt;Luca Toni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Gennaro Gattuso&lt;br /&gt;65. &lt;em&gt;Paolo Maldini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. &lt;strong&gt;Daniele De Rossi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. &lt;em&gt;Nicklas Bendtner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daniel Agger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (in a heartbeat)&lt;br /&gt;69.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Ashley Cole&lt;br /&gt;70. Joe Cole&lt;br /&gt;71. &lt;strong&gt;Rio Ferdinand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Ryan Giggs&lt;br /&gt;73. Paul Scholes&lt;br /&gt;74. &lt;em&gt;Michael Carrick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Shaun Wright-Phillips&lt;br /&gt;76. Andriy Shevchenko&lt;br /&gt;77. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Roque Santa Cruz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. &lt;em&gt;Morten Gamst Pedersen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. &lt;em&gt;John Arne Riise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Nemanja Vidic&lt;br /&gt;81. &lt;s&gt;Dider Drogba&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. &lt;s&gt;Tiago&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. &lt;s&gt;Milan Baros&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. &lt;s&gt;Carlos Tevez&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Pavel Nedved&lt;br /&gt;86. &lt;em&gt;Tomas Rosicky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. &lt;s&gt;Michael Essien&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;em&gt;Florent Malouda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Louis Saha&lt;br /&gt;90. &lt;s&gt;Lionel Messi&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Niko Kranjcar&lt;br /&gt;92. &lt;em&gt;Justin Hoyte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;em&gt;Shane Long&lt;/em&gt; (i'd love to marry the guy, not just shag him)&lt;br /&gt;94. &lt;em&gt;Kevin Doyle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Steve Finnan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. &lt;s&gt;Nuno Valente&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Salomon Kalou&lt;br /&gt;98.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Rasmus Würtz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. &lt;em&gt;Harry Kewell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Bentley &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Oooooooh yeahhh!)&lt;br /&gt;101. Theo Walcott&lt;br /&gt;102. Peter Crouch&lt;br /&gt;103. Petr Cech&lt;br /&gt;104. &lt;em&gt;Guti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105. Philippe Senderos&lt;br /&gt;106. &lt;em&gt;Alexander Hleb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107. Wayne Rooney&lt;br /&gt;108. &lt;strong&gt;Jamie Redknapp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109. &lt;strong&gt;Robbie Savage &lt;/strong&gt;(He is soooo Rock Star-ish)&lt;br /&gt;110. Phil Neville&lt;br /&gt;111. &lt;em&gt;Alan Smith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112. Ronaldinho&lt;br /&gt;113. &lt;s&gt;Ronaldo&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114. Sergio Kun&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115. Kaká&lt;br /&gt;116. &lt;strong&gt;Rafael Van Der Vaart &lt;/strong&gt;*beams*&lt;br /&gt;117. Edwin Van Der Sar&lt;br /&gt;118. Dirk Kuyt&lt;br /&gt;119. Andriy Voronin&lt;br /&gt;120. &lt;em&gt;Robin Van Persie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121. &lt;em&gt;Matt Derbyshire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123. &lt;em&gt;Stephen Warnock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124. &lt;s&gt;Dimitar Berbatov&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125. Paul Robinson&lt;br /&gt;126. David James&lt;br /&gt;127. Wes Brown&lt;br /&gt;128. David Healy&lt;br /&gt;129. Gary Neville&lt;br /&gt;130. Mathieu Flamini&lt;br /&gt;131. &lt;s&gt;Benni McCarthy&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;132. Kerimoglu Tugay&lt;br /&gt;133. Robbie Keane&lt;br /&gt;134. &lt;s&gt;Filippo Inzaghi&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135. Darren Fletcher&lt;br /&gt;136. &lt;s&gt;Louis Nani&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. &lt;em&gt;Mark Gonzalez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Carlo Cudicini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139. &lt;s&gt;Henrique Hilario &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140. &lt;s&gt;Park Ji Sung&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141. &lt;s&gt;Tal Ben Haim&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142. Lucas Neill&lt;br /&gt;143. Brett Emerton&lt;br /&gt;144. Gareth Bale&lt;br /&gt;145. &lt;em&gt;Bobby Convey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;146. Phillip Degen&lt;br /&gt;147. &lt;em&gt;Gregory Coupet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;148. Andrea Barzagli&lt;br /&gt;149. Cameron Jerome&lt;br /&gt;150. &lt;s&gt;Joleon Lescott&lt;/s&gt; (i'd rather die)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bolded&lt;/span&gt;: 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Italized&lt;/span&gt;: 36&lt;br /&gt;Willingly shags: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;60&lt;/span&gt; out of 150&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Striked&lt;/s&gt;: 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I'm much less of a whore than i thought. ;) Well, that was the 'Players' section. Now for the managers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Arsène Wenger [Arsenal]&lt;br /&gt;2. Rafael Benitez [Liverpool]&lt;br /&gt;3. Alex Ferguson [Manchester United]&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;s&gt;Avram Grant&lt;/s&gt; [Chelsea]&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;s&gt;Martin Jol&lt;/s&gt; [Ex-Tottenham]&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Mark Hughes&lt;/strong&gt; [Blackburn] :D&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Steve Coppell&lt;/strong&gt; [Reading] :D&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;s&gt;Steve Bruce&lt;/s&gt; [Wigan]&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;em&gt;Gareth Southgate&lt;/em&gt; [Middlesbrough]&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;s&gt;Harry Redknapp&lt;/s&gt; [Portsmouth] (but if he offers me his son or nephew i'd soooo sleep with the man)&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Roy Keane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [Sunderland] (LOVE him)&lt;br /&gt;12. Sven-Göran Eriksson [Manchester City]&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;José Mourinho&lt;/strong&gt; [Ex-Chelsea]&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;em&gt;Juande Ramos&lt;/em&gt; [Tottenham]&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;em&gt;David Moyes&lt;/em&gt; [Everton]&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;s&gt;Sam Allardyce&lt;/s&gt; [Newcastle]&lt;br /&gt;17. Martin O'Neill [Aston Villa]&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;em&gt;Alan Pardew&lt;/em&gt; [Charlton]&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;s&gt;Luiz Felipe Scolari&lt;/s&gt; [Portugal]&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;Jurgen Klinsmann&lt;/strong&gt; [Ex-Germany]&lt;br /&gt;21. Raymond Domenech [France]&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;s&gt;Steve McLaren&lt;/s&gt; [England]&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;s&gt;Luis Aragones&lt;/s&gt; [Spain]&lt;br /&gt;24. Marcello Lippi [Ex-Italy]&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;Joachim Lowe&lt;/strong&gt; [Germany]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bolded&lt;/span&gt;: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Italized&lt;/span&gt;: 4&lt;br /&gt;Willingly shags: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; out of 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Striked&lt;/s&gt;: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it. Oh, and please note that i was being very libral with the managers. Otherwise it would've been super boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-5676376873693496145?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/5676376873693496145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=5676376873693496145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/5676376873693496145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/5676376873693496145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/11/bolditalizestrike.html' title='Bold/Italize/Strike'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-6700360602963561375</id><published>2007-10-09T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T13:01:01.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arsenal'/><title type='text'>Back from hiatus</title><content type='html'>It's been about 2 months since i've completely disappeared from the blogging world. But don't fret, i'm back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYEs are finally over (they were over last week actually). And now the much needed one week break is gonna end. So, back to school tomorrow. *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did i do this whole week you ask? Well, nothing really. Wasted life away as much as possible 'cos after this i can't really afford to slack off. Of course, no matter how much i tell myself this, i'd still end up lazing around and basically, doing nothing during the year end holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FYEs were a nightmare. I didn't exactly screw up but i know for sure that i didn't do well. E-math is a goner. And it sucks 'cos it wasn't even a tough paper. The worse part of the whole exam period however, was the preparation. And well, the only one i can blame is me, myself and I. I always, &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; end up leaving everything to the eleventh hour. As a result, i was really stressed a few days before the exams. People sitting around me noticed i think. So naturally, the minute i handed in my HTL paper i felt liberated. Haha! For the time being of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football season's going great. Arsenal have not lost a game yet and we've got our arses nicely perched right on top of the table in both the Premiership and Champions League. Thus, i've been in a pretty good mood lately (the fact that the FYEs are over also contributed of course). I hope this continues till May. Although i have to admit, other teams slipping up have helped us remain on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New season of Survivor just started. Being the Reality TV junkie that i am, i rejoiced at the thought of finally having something to watch on Friday nights. What better way to spend a nice long hour after a torturous week of well, toture, than to just sit back and enjoy a bunch of tired, hungry people on permanent PMS, biting one another's heads off on a deserted island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-6700360602963561375?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/6700360602963561375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=6700360602963561375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6700360602963561375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6700360602963561375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/10/celebrate-day.html' title='Back from hiatus'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-6025426578095952085</id><published>2007-08-16T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T07:31:59.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>Mood Alert</title><content type='html'>The week hasn't even ended yet but i've got loads to tell. Okay, not that much. But, more than usual i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there was Cross Country discussion with my overly enthusiastic class... &lt;em&gt;Yeah right&lt;/em&gt;. Being the Vice-Chair of the class, i had to conduct the discussion. (Where was Sharifah anyway?) We did make progress but we're still unsure about the whole performance thing. Since people are all about looking on the bright side of life, we still have a whole day to make sure 40 people have made their costumes and decide on exactly what to do for our performance and come up with chants for the parade. Sal really helped during the discussion. No wonder she's bloody head prefect. She actually manages to command attention from the class. And not just any class, but my beloved oh-so-unresponsive 3/3. Mrs Tan should learn from her really. I mean, she (Mrs Tan) can't even get the attention of the people sitting directly in front of her. Sharan reckons Mrs Tan will be quitting soon 'cos of our complete lack of consideration. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received most of our papers back. Screwed up A math and E math just as i predicted. Yeah, i managed to pass the CAs but everything combined... ugh. As usual, i missed my A2s and B3s and passes by less that a mark. It's very annoying really. And this isn't the first time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's this frustration that has put me in kind of a bad mood lately. I realised that i've been getting really pissed very easily and i tend to snap at people now. Not a lot, but more than my usual. Cher, Hui Xin and LXQ have been victims of my constant grumbling and tut-tutting. I don't think they notice much though. I mean, even when i'm in a really bad mood i don't go all &lt;em&gt;get-out-of-my-way-you-annoying-fuckface. &lt;/em&gt;I don't think i've ever ever ever done that in my whole entire 15 years of existance. So yeah, i may seem all cheery and bright but in reality, i could be wanting to lash out at the utter annoyance of people in general. But hey, isn't that so much easier to deal with than having to comfort a bawling 15 year old who refuses to speak to you just 'cos she's having a bad day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Bean with Sharan, Victoria and Rachel on Tuesday. The whole 2-3 hours of mindless conversation really helped me get over the whole frustration thing. I laughed so much! Vic was uber happy about news of Wayne Rooney breaking his foot. It's now officially called &lt;em&gt;The Foot. &lt;/em&gt;Now&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;she's hoping &lt;em&gt;The Foot&lt;/em&gt; remains broken. rolf! Vic and i were having a debate on which style would make Drogba (or Mohammed Drogba as i like to call him 'cos of the whole converting to muslim thing) look hotter. I say braids, Vic says skinhead. Sharan doesn't give a damn and Rach, well, Rach just wants to chop of his head. During our little coffee-session Vic mentioned that i should "grow/nuture a brain". And ever since that, she's been using that line on me... For nothing! And apparently now that phrase is reserved just for me. &lt;em&gt;hmph!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i had the most hilarious msn conversation ever. With Sha, Vic and Rach. So basically, Victoria Chan claims that Djokovic/Torres is &lt;em&gt;The One. &lt;/em&gt;Well, that's two so now Sha thinks Vic can't count, i still need to grow a brain and Rach still wants to kill Drogba. lol! I love you guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal won the season's first match against Fulham. Don't think they really deserved it, seeing that they didn't make much use of the countless chances. But heck! They won. It was one of the most frustrating matches. But when they equalised i was so relieved 'cos i was thinking Fulham was gonna win. And then, in the final 2mins when Hleb scored... ohmygosh! I screamed so loud, the neighbour was looking from his house. No kidding. Man United drew both games. Good news for us but then again, it's only the start of the season. Things could flip 180 anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight. I know i owe you guys (you know, i'm really starting to wonder how many people actually bother reading my blog) a Racial Harmony/Carnival/National Day post. Coming soon. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Par&lt;br /&gt;-Parv&lt;br /&gt;-Parvy&lt;br /&gt;-Perv&lt;br /&gt;-Pervy&lt;br /&gt;-Whatever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-6025426578095952085?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/6025426578095952085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=6025426578095952085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6025426578095952085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6025426578095952085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/08/mood-alert.html' title='Mood Alert'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-8002631055145508219</id><published>2007-08-10T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:16:52.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picspam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando torres'/><title type='text'>FernandoisL.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>Aight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm supposed to be blogging about Carnival/National Day and uploading tons of pictures but that can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw Fernando José Torres Sanz on Football Forecast and &lt;em&gt;omfg,&lt;/em&gt; I instantly kicked into spasms! He looked like a god. No kidding! He looked awesome in his new Liverpool kit. I think it suits him more than the Atlético kit. And his hair! Ohmygosh! It was perfect. His hair's finally back to normal and blonde. I think the blonde hair just brings him a thousand notches up the hot-o-meter. &lt;em&gt;Sigh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rr1xyhRQ6BI/AAAAAAAAACk/KoTGgpJOPPQ/s1600-h/FernandoyRafa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097355465991448594" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rr1xyhRQ6BI/AAAAAAAAACk/KoTGgpJOPPQ/s320/FernandoyRafa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fernando &amp;amp; Rafa. (Rafa looks younger with that facial hair don't he?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rr1xyRRQ5-I/AAAAAAAAACM/jyv05NlVpBQ/s1600-h/Fernandoarrivesatliverpool.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097355461696481250" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rr1xyRRQ5-I/AAAAAAAAACM/jyv05NlVpBQ/s320/Fernandoarrivesatliverpool.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He belongs in Liverpool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rr1xyhRQ6AI/AAAAAAAAACc/r5zDgIa3ubk/s1600-h/FernandoyRafa%28pressconference%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097355465991448578" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rr1xyhRQ6AI/AAAAAAAAACc/r5zDgIa3ubk/s320/FernandoyRafa%28pressconference%29.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nando should seriously consider keeping this hairstyle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even Rafa's goatee should be a permanent resident.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rr1xyhRQ5_I/AAAAAAAAACU/qAUuDC7kxMg/s1600-h/Fernando-pressconference.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097355465991448562" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rr1xyhRQ5_I/AAAAAAAAACU/qAUuDC7kxMg/s320/Fernando-pressconference.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't tell me you can just look at this &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and not go spastic... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool plays Aston Villa tonight. Well, at 12.10am to be exact. I am sooo staying up for it. I mean, it's not just Fernando but Xabi, Stevie and thankfully, Mark Gonzalez (seeing that there was no news about him leaving). I know i'll be going for tuition tomorrow looking like a zombie but what the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal plays Fulham tomorrow so double yay! It's been a long long long wait and after winning the Emirates Cup &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; the Amsterdam Tournament even before the season kicked off, i believe that we are ready to kick some serious arse. And this season, Arsenal has the perfect time slots so that means i can catch their games even on Sundays. Finally, something to take my mind off the following week of torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the only one who's all hyped up about the new season though. Everyone is (duh!). Almost the whole &lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt; section of the paper's filled with all sorts of articles about the EPL. There's this one hilarious article, "Ten things I'd like to see in the new season". If you haven't already read it, go read it now! Some are uber funny;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Mourinho to hold a giant Valentine's Day party.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Thaksin and Sven teach English at Manchester City.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) Arsenal finally sign an old guy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8) Ronaldo stays upright on the pitch for 89 minutes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10) Anelka on his way to completing club collection.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, entries on the recent movies i've caught and Carnival/National Day (including pictures) await.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I survived transfer hell '07&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and so did Manchester United (sadly)&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;-&lt;/em&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-8002631055145508219?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/8002631055145508219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=8002631055145508219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/8002631055145508219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/8002631055145508219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/08/fernandoislove.html' title='FernandoisL.O.V.E'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rr1xyhRQ6BI/AAAAAAAAACk/KoTGgpJOPPQ/s72-c/FernandoyRafa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-6942873119736622514</id><published>2007-08-07T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T07:24:33.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racial harmony day'/><title type='text'>When we were young</title><content type='html'>Okay, time to revive this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAs are all over. Thank god! But, i'm worried about my E math and A math 'cos, well, i screwed up both subjects. Omg, i really hope i manage to pass E math and get at least 40+ for my A math. Yeah, i screwed up &lt;em&gt;that bad&lt;/em&gt;. Ugh! Failure. Hate it. But getting used to it, sadly. A math and Bio was on the same bloody day. The previous E math test was practically screaming "hell". Can they possibly find any more ways to make us all go loony?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racial Harmony Day tomorrow. Wearing a punjabi suit. We actually managed to get everything (the stall and all) done. Which is kind of a miracle seeing that we started it all last minute. It's kinda cool i guess. I mean, yeah i get all stressed out that nothing's going well but it's nice when everything just falls into place. Heh! Nadia, Sha and i are gonna catch Disturbia after school tomorrow. I just wanna see how Shia pulls it off really. I think he's brilliant. I remember watching him on Even Stevens. Haha! Used to love it. And i still do actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Even Stevens, I miss watching shows like that. Dad got rid of Nickelodeon and Disney ages ago to get the bloody News package. And in all these months i've only seen him watching those channels like, twice. It's so annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia and i were just discussing old school cartoons and gosh, i miss them so much. I don't know why but for the past couple of weeks i've been wanting to watch all those cartoons that i used to love when i was like 5. Like, Scooby Doo, The Flintstones, The Jetsons, Yogi Bear, Top Cat and the list goes on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rrh5ChRQ58I/AAAAAAAAAB8/uqWhQMOMxjo/s1600-h/ChildinWater.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rrh_GxRQ59I/AAAAAAAAACE/ILjTHUQ1MIU/s1600-h/childlikeinnocence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095962732651407314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rrh_GxRQ59I/AAAAAAAAACE/ILjTHUQ1MIU/s320/childlikeinnocence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was much simpler then. All i had to do was go to school for like, a mere 3 hours (where 1 hour was taken up for play-time), come back home and sit in front of the tv until it was time for me to shower. I miss those times when all i had to worry about was missing my favourite cartoon. I really really wish i were that age again. After all this rush of CAs and stuff to plan it'd be such a relief to find myself 50cm shorter, staring, wide eyed at Scooby and Shaggy running from bad guys dressed up as monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Funny how things just tasted better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we were young. When we were young&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Funny how things just seemed so easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we were young&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been a long day&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;-&lt;/em&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-6942873119736622514?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/6942873119736622514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=6942873119736622514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6942873119736622514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6942873119736622514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-machine.html' title='When we were young'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Rrh_GxRQ59I/AAAAAAAAACE/ILjTHUQ1MIU/s72-c/childlikeinnocence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-674040224368826054</id><published>2007-07-08T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T04:49:43.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm awake. Are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I devoted my time and energy yesterday and today into being a complete couch potato. I sat through almost 11 hours of Live Earth. I was expecting more big names to appear so it was kind of a disappointment. It just reflects on who really bothers about the Earth i guess. I really liked the messages shown in between performances. I always knew the climate change was serious, but i just realised exactly &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; serious it is. The statistics are really really really scary. And to think that people don't even give a shit about what's going on. Either they're completely ignorant or they &lt;em&gt;choose&lt;/em&gt; not to listen, not to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this is &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; earth we're talking about. Some might say, "Oh! It's the politicians. They have all the power to do something about it but they're not." or "It's the oil companies. They're too greedy." or "We can't help it if all the big companies keep producing carbon dioxide! We can't do anything about that." Well, i say we stop mulling over things we can't control and start thinking about things we can do to make a difference. It's not that hard to change. It seriously isn't. Yeah, it'll take some getting used to but it isn't hard. Of course, to change our habits we first have to change our mentalities. If we could just stop thinking "I'll be dead by the time the climate change hits its peak, so i don't care" or if we could stop living with the "Right here, right now" mindset and think of the future we could make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few things we can do to save ourselves and the Earth. Yeah you've heard these things like, 1001 times before on tv, in school etc. But think. Are you doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;○ Swich off the lights when leaving the room.&lt;br /&gt;○ Unplug your charger once you're done charging your phone.&lt;br /&gt;○ Cut down on your trash (just a little will do).&lt;br /&gt;○ Print on both sides of the paper.&lt;br /&gt;○ Recycle anything and everything that can be recycled ( TKGians: If you're complaining about not having a recycling bin nearby, stuff all your used paper into your bag and dump 'em all in the huge huge huge recycling bin in school. I'm serious).&lt;br /&gt;○ Don't print unnecessary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;○ Take quick showers instead of baths.&lt;br /&gt;○ Use public transport whenever possible (or always). Even better, walk or cycle. What's better than saving the Earth and burning calories at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;○ Carry cloth shopping bags.&lt;br /&gt;○ Reuse plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;○ If you have a garden, how about planting bamboo? They produce up to 35% more oxygen than the same number of trees.&lt;br /&gt;○ Do not buy stuff packed in styrofoam. They're non-biodegradable. (eg: buy eggs in cardboard, rather than styrofoam, containers).&lt;br /&gt;○ Use energy saving light bulbs. They have a longer rated life and use less energy.&lt;br /&gt;○ Use cold water instead of hot whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;○ Reduce the use of air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not take the climate change lightly 'cos it will affect every single one of us. Someone once said, "It don't matter if you rich or poor. Money ain't gonna buy you no oxygen." Amen to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;br /&gt;Answer the call - &lt;a href="http://www.liveearth.org/"&gt;http://www.liveearth.org/&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://liveearth.msn.com/"&gt;http://liveearth.msn.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-674040224368826054?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/674040224368826054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=674040224368826054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/674040224368826054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/674040224368826054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-223973157456833209</id><published>2007-07-07T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T07:32:18.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quirky friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Quirky Friday</title><content type='html'>Okay, i just had to blog about Friday, 6th July. It was a good day i guess. Towards the end i begun to notice that i have very... entertaining friends. Which is great 'cos then there's never a dull moment. Aight. I'll start with Tessa first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha: You're really pretty Tessa&lt;br /&gt;Tessa: NO!&lt;br /&gt;Sha: No! Really, you are very pretty&lt;br /&gt;Tessa: Fuck Off!&lt;br /&gt;Sha: Omg! Par! i told Tessa she was pretty and she told me to &lt;em&gt;fuck off&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Laughs arse off* I think Tessa will be the first person to ever tell her Boyfriend to fuck off and dump him when he tells her she's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never came across anyone like Tessa before! Just thinking about the whole 'fuck off' thing makes me laugh till my tummy hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kareena, who's supposedly a Liverpool fan, came to me during 5th period to borrow my SS workbook. I was all excited about Fernando's move to Liverpool and was kinda spazzing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMFG! I saw Fernando in the Liverpool jersey. It totally suits him!&lt;br /&gt;Kareena: Oh yeah! What number is he btw?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 9 of course.&lt;br /&gt;Kareena: Oh really? I thought he'd be 10 since Garcia's leaving and all&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nah... he is soooo number 9&lt;br /&gt;Kareena: Haha! Okay. But who used to be number 9?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *stares, mouth agape* Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;Kareena: Huh? No no, really! Who was number 9 last time?&lt;br /&gt;Me: FOWLER!&lt;br /&gt;Kareena: Huh? Fowler's leaving??&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh.My.God Kareena! His last match was against Charlton in the epl!!! What kind of liv fan are you?!&lt;br /&gt;Kareena: Oh... Hahaha! Ok. I didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *stares*&lt;br /&gt;Kareena: Aiyah! Not my fault ok. I didn't even know Garcia was leaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Loy arrived after that so i didn't have time to hit Kareena darling in the head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A math was fun. Mrs Loy was sorta appalled at our A math skills. Georgina's stupid but entertaining remarks were being tossed at Loy as usual. After the bell rang Loy held us back for a bit. Kareena passed Hui Xin (Heidi Ho) my SS book through the window. Hui Xin being the smart arse that she is threw the book right at me and it hit my glasses. And well, my pathetic glasses broke. Half of it fell off my face while the other remaind on. I must've looked like such a fool but i don't think anyone noticed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: HO HUI XIN!&lt;br /&gt;HuiXin: Arh! Your specs broke ar?&lt;br /&gt;Me: YES HUI XIN! YES!&lt;br /&gt;HuiXin: Hahah! Sorry, sorry! So sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *puts glasses on table and goes to Loy regarding some form*&lt;br /&gt;HuiXin: *takes glasses* Never mind, never mind. Can use super glue. ANYONE HAS SUPER GLUE?!?!... OK NEVERMIND! ANYONE HAVE SCOTCH TAPE?? AH! SHARAN!... *makes a poor atempt to fix my glasses with &lt;em&gt;tape* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hui Xin! My glasses?&lt;br /&gt;HuiXin: *holds out horribly fixed glasses* Nah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally cracked up at that. Hui Xin can be all poker faced and serious and i'd still be able to find a reason to laugh at her. Oh, by the way, this is the &lt;em&gt;fourth &lt;/em&gt;time my glasses have broken. I went to get new ones made today. It'll only be ready by Wednesday so i guess i'll be living in the shoes of a blind person for 3 whole days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Cher after school at Video World. Flipped through random tabloids and chatted for a bit. Then we bus'd home. Cher was going back to her old condo, which is like, walking distance from my place, to gym with her sis. Thank you Cher for guiding me home. If not for you i probably would've taken the wrong bus and ended up in Jurong or something. :) We talked and talked and talked all the way back. And Cher is effing hilariously blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You know, us taking Geog really does help. I found out why North India's warmer than South India in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;Cher: Huh? How?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *explains maritime, continental effects*&lt;br /&gt;Cher: Huh?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *repeats self*&lt;br /&gt;Cher: Arh? I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *summarises whole thing*&lt;br /&gt;Cher: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to repeat myself like 1001 times until she got it. A little while later i told her something else and she kept asking "Huh?" until i got fed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher: Ohmygosh! I think i don't understand English!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *LMAO* And you said that in English Cher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both of us couldn't stop laughing for a while. You crack me up Chernise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a well deserved nap in the afternoon and then I got a call from Vic. Vic sounded all hyped up. I couldn't catch everything she said but now i totally can't wait to watch Goal 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vic: OMG PAR!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Vic: OMG! You should soooo watch Goal 2! We'll watch it together one day k? I mean, it's sooo good. I was squeezing Sharlyn's/Charmaine's (i couldn't catch the name. You speak reallllly fast when your excited vic) hands and she was all like "You're gonna break my fingers!" but we're sooo gonna watch it and like, break each other's fingers okay? Okay?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh! Yeah, sure! It was good huh?&lt;br /&gt;Vic: Yes! Omg yes! There was like, sooo much eye candy. It was like, Sergio, Beckham, Raul etc. all shirtless at the same time. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ohmygod! We &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to watch it then.&lt;br /&gt;Vic: Totally. Okay bye!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a earfull. Hahah! And just last weekend Vic was all "Harry Kewell is &lt;em&gt;the one!&lt;/em&gt;" A few days later she was over him. FYI, Harry Kewell was Vic's &lt;em&gt;eleventh &lt;/em&gt;'The One'. Lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess school isn't all that bad when you have people like this around. I love y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18693278-223973157456833209?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/223973157456833209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=223973157456833209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/223973157456833209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/223973157456833209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/07/quirky-friday.html' title='Quirky Friday'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-6960389112062682658</id><published>2007-07-06T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:01:35.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore vs Australia'/><title type='text'>Firsts &amp; Lasts</title><content type='html'>Aight, i know this is such a late update but i'm sorry. I wasn't in the mood to blog. And when i'm not in the mood to blog, i write crap posts. You guys don't wanna read crap posts do ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49DlLLo3I/AAAAAAAAABU/YkdkDRC-UWk/s1600-h/S"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084068161075782514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49DlLLo3I/AAAAAAAAABU/YkdkDRC-UWk/s320/S%27poreVSAussie-Vic%26I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vic &amp; I - We check out hot players together. You have good taste Vic! ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro5KXVLLo7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/bVmkbwR25_c/s1600-h/S"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084082794029360050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro5KXVLLo7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/bVmkbwR25_c/s320/S%27poreVSAussie-Rach,Sha,Vic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These 3 made the experience a whole lot more fun. i LOVE you ppl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, lets travel through time all the way back to last Saturday&lt;em&gt;(i really wish i could)&lt;/em&gt;. Cabbed to the National Stadium with Vic, Rach and Sha. We thought the Stadium was gonna be like, overcrowded by the time we got there seeing that Singaporeans are usually &lt;em&gt;Kiasu&lt;/em&gt;. However, when we got there it wasn't all that packed. Well, the area around the VIP box was &lt;em&gt;(which is a total waste of money as we managed to get even better seats by paying less than $10).&lt;/em&gt; Other than that it wasn't as crowded as we expected it to be. We managed to get, in my opinion, pretty decent seats. We sat right in front and could see almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Legends match was first. They looked really cute! Trying to run with those beer bellies of theirs. Hahaha! They had like 1001 substitutions and played only 50mins. I guess it's fair, seeing that they're all like 40+. This Malaysian dude got substituted after a mere 10mins. He seemed to be the oldest. He had white hair and all. I totally cracked up at this little malay boy sitting behind me. He kept yelling, "EH LOOK! MALAYSIAN GRANDPA!" . I wasn't the only one. People around us were all being entertained by him and his brother/friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There was cheerleading going on after that. Well, i won't say they sucked but they weren't all that. They kept falling. I'm so serious. They kept falling off their positions like bowling pins. Well, at least they tried. The TKSS Military Band was &lt;em&gt;off the heezy&lt;/em&gt;. They were so, in sync. Vic and i thought they looked like ants. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49D1LLo4I/AAAAAAAAABc/EqeyVx87-lA/s1600-h/S"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084068165370749826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49D1LLo4I/AAAAAAAAABc/EqeyVx87-lA/s320/S%27poreVSAussie-TKSSmilitaryband.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TKSS Military Band &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only after the legends match ended did the stadium start to gradually fill up. It was super humid and i was perspiring like i'd just run my 2.4. Horrible weather. But hey! It was all worth it. The socceroos came out to warm up soon after. Vic being an utter genius brought binoculars! Vic and I were checking out the hotties especially, Harry Kewell. Rach was looking at everyone. And Sha was all like "Baihakki!!! OMFG! Baihakki! I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; him! I &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; him! BAIHAKKI!"... One word; Unbelievable. I mean, there are &lt;em&gt;premiership&lt;/em&gt; players standing right in front of you warming up, streching, bending down, and you check out a mat? He is a mat Sha. &lt;em&gt;(mutt vic! mutt! hahahah!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49EFLLo5I/AAAAAAAAABk/2i7urvTCvL0/s1600-h/S"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084068169665717138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49EFLLo5I/AAAAAAAAABk/2i7urvTCvL0/s320/S%27poreVSAussie-soccerooswarmingup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Socceroos warming up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry Kewell was looking fine! So was Lucas Neill. I was on a high, watching them kick the ball around in their Australian kit all sweaty and well, hot! I think i almost broke Victoria's fingers but whatever! I &lt;em&gt;saw&lt;/em&gt; Harry Kewell's arse with my own eyes! The match ended 3-0 to the socceroos. Viduka scored 2 and Harry scored 1 &lt;em&gt;(Vic and i went crazy when he scored)&lt;/em&gt; It was a pretty good match. Singapore wasn't all that bad. In the end, Harry darling took off his shirt. Yes! He &lt;em&gt;took off&lt;/em&gt; his shirt! And i, Parveena Basheer got to &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; Harry Kewell &lt;em&gt;half naked &lt;/em&gt;with &lt;em&gt;my own&lt;/em&gt; myopic eyes. Kill me. Please. &lt;em&gt;(well, that's how i felt then. now i'm kinda over it. but i'll never ever ever forget it:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49DFLLo1I/AAAAAAAAABE/OkEBvPE7eWo/s1600-h/Harry+Kewell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084068152485847890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49DFLLo1I/AAAAAAAAABE/OkEBvPE7eWo/s320/Harry+Kewell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry! Harry! Harry!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, Tim Cahill was there too. No.4 jersey. I thought i saw him but no one heard his name being announced so i just thought he wasn't there. I can't believe i didn't realise Tim Cahill was playing! Well, i wasn't the only one. Sha, Vic and Rach didn't notice either... I apologize for my ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We witnessed the lighting up of the cauldron that evening. It was the last time i would ever see the National Stadium... Makes no difference to me really. But i guess it was, i don't know, part of Singapore's history? Being the last time and all. Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro5A1lLLo6I/AAAAAAAAABs/FpxnPkWcwpM/s1600-h/S"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084072318604125090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro5A1lLLo6I/AAAAAAAAABs/FpxnPkWcwpM/s320/S%27poreVSAussie-lightingofcauldron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last time the cauldron was ever lit up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being my first and definately not last football match, i enjoyed myself a lot. There were a few, hilarious moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think that guy's cute. Behind us, white cap, ManU jersey.&lt;br /&gt;Vic: Oh, him. He keeps looking everytime we turn around.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm so sure he's checking you out.&lt;br /&gt;Vic: What makes you think he's checking me out?&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? You mean he's checking &lt;em&gt;Rachel&lt;/em&gt; out?&lt;br /&gt;Vic: *laughs arse off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried telling Rach but it took forever 'cos Vic kept interupting me with her laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Kewell obsessed girl (HKOG): *at the top of her voice* HARRY!! HARRY! HARRY KEWELL!&lt;br /&gt;Mini Mat: *mat accent* Alamak! Shuddap la!&lt;br /&gt;HKOG: Mind your own business little boy... HARRY! HARRY!!&lt;br /&gt;Mini Mat: Tell him you love him la!&lt;br /&gt;HKOG: HARRY! I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Mini Mat: Wah! Okay, say you want to marry him&lt;br /&gt;HKOG: Why don't you say that?&lt;br /&gt;Mini Mat: But i don't want to marry him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49DlLLo2I/AAAAAAAAABM/HQPhi-WnVjc/s1600-h/S"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084068161075782498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49DlLLo2I/AAAAAAAAABM/HQPhi-WnVjc/s320/S%27poreVSAussie-KewellObsessed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry Kewell obsessed girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kid and his friends or whatever were constantly shouting out things like &lt;em&gt;"SOOT!" &lt;/em&gt;(shoot) or &lt;em&gt;"CROSS!"&lt;/em&gt; or whenever the ref gave a free kick to aussie they'd scream &lt;em&gt;"REFEREE KAYU!", &lt;/em&gt;which means that the referee is useless. Hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*YMCA song blares from speakers*&lt;br /&gt;Me: *sings* YMCA! YMCA!... Hey! we should all dance the YMCA dance. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Rach: Haha! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Sha: *points to a large group of aussie fans* Look! They're all doing it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rofl! They looked so cute doing the dance! After that some of them started crumping. I kinda wished i was sitting with them. But we had a much clearer view than them. Although after the whole thing Kewell went up to them and threw the match ball at 'em. Hardcore Singapore supporters were seated at the opposite end of the stadium. They were super enthusiastic! Beating the drums away like there was no tomorrow. I've got no clue about where they got all that energy from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried to get autographs before leaving &lt;em&gt;(we found where the buses taking the players back were parked)&lt;/em&gt; but the stupid security guards wouldn't let us anywhere near the players. Baihakki waved at Sha and she lost what was left of her sanity and Kewell saw the crowd outside the bus and smiled and waved at nobody in particular so i'll just take it that he smiled and waved at moi. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-6960389112062682658?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/6960389112062682658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=6960389112062682658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6960389112062682658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6960389112062682658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-firsts-lasts.html' title='Firsts &amp; Lasts'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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://bp1.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/Ro49DlLLo3I/AAAAAAAAABU/YkdkDRC-UWk/s72-c/S%27poreVSAussie-Vic%26I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-4621597619084151686</id><published>2007-06-28T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T05:00:22.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Good news, bad news</title><content type='html'>Good news; I've survived four long toturous days of school. Yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news; I've got about 40 odd days left to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been aight. Due to the lack of sleep every night, I've been struggling to keep awake in class. Sometimes, no matter how hard I try, I just end up with my head smack on my desk. None of the teachers have caught me even though I'm sitting right in front. But still! I feel so bad. I mean, I wouldn't like it if I were talking and people sitting directly in front of me were off in slumberland. We've got 2 new teachers for English and Literature elective. Mrs Tan and Miss Ang respectively. They're nice I guess. I kinda prefer them to our old teachers. However, Miss Ang is like, always happy. So happy that sometimes it makes me sick. But hey! At least she doesn't say &lt;em&gt;"Alabaaamer". &lt;/em&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just discovered that my GCE O' level Tamil Oral Examination is on the 3rd. Less than a week away. I think I'm kinda screwed seeing that I still cannot speak tamil after eleven fucking years. Yep, been learning it since I was 4. I have no worries whatsoever for English 'cos I'm pretty sure I'mma kill it. (Miss Ang's our examiner btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aussie national football squad aka the Socceroos are here, in Singapore. They're playing against Singapore's team at the National Stadium this coming Saturday. And guess who's going to be there cheering on Harry Kewell's and Tim Cahill's and Lucas Neill's hot, sweaty arses all evening? Well... Me. I'm going with Vic, Rachee and Sha. We went to get tickets today. It's free seating so I'm all up for going there like two hours earlier to get like, front row seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day to go and then it's a long weekend which would eventually end with me stressing on Monday evening about the oral exam the next day. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-4621597619084151686?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/4621597619084151686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=4621597619084151686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/4621597619084151686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/4621597619084151686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-news-bad-news.html' title='Good news, bad news'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-699036410785179079</id><published>2007-06-24T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T05:58:20.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arsenal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of holidays'/><title type='text'>In mourning...</title><content type='html'>Another holiday fruitlessly spent sitting in front of either the computer or the tv. Don't get me wrong though. I enjoyed every single minute of it. So the reason for me mourning? Well, I'd have to wake up in about 9h to go to school. Ugh! The terrors of that hellhole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't exactly &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; school. I just prefer rotting at home in complete boredom or being mesmerised by the sheer intelligence of Michael Scofield and gang from Prison Break. Less stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised a couple of days ago that darling Lenny gave us extra homework for E Math &lt;em&gt;(thankyou). &lt;/em&gt;I did not have enough will power to do it so I'm expecting a frantic copying session tomorrow morning. You know, I always wondered why schools here are so keen on giving us a pile of homework and projects to complete during the &lt;em&gt;holidays&lt;/em&gt;. Some CCAs make students go back to school at least once a week. I mean, a holiday is supposed to be a regularly scheduled period spent &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;away from work or duty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, often in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;recreation. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not just mourning 'cos the holidays are over though. The other reason is, of course, the depature of Arsenal's captain Thierry Henry to Barcelona FC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In an open letter, he blamed the shock departure of Gunners vice-chairman David Dein and continuing doubts over the future of manager Arsene Wenger as the main reasons for his decision to leave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, Dein leaves, Henry leaves, seeing this, Arsenal manager Arsene Wenger may not want to renew his contract next year, Cesc Fabregas states that he'll leave if Wenger leaves and Jeremie Aliadiere leaves for Middlesbrough but not before accusing Wenger of picking players on the size of their transfer fee. So yeah, we're kinda screwed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's gonna happen to Arsenal? Only time will tell. As for school... Fuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-699036410785179079?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/699036410785179079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=699036410785179079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/699036410785179079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/699036410785179079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-mourning.html' title='In mourning...'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-6143722858568849667</id><published>2007-06-14T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T05:46:56.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-bag'/><title type='text'>My 'Teddy' obsession II</title><content type='html'>Surprise... Surprise... I am still positively in love with T-Bag. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharan never believed that i really liked T-Bag and told me to come up with 10 reasons for my liking him. Of course, she was thinking "No one would ever find &lt;em&gt;ten &lt;/em&gt;friggin' reasons for loving a sociopath like Bagwell!" Well, you thought wrong Sha! So, here are my 10 reasons for lovin' Theodore 'T-Bag' Bagwell: &lt;em&gt;(in no particular order)&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;br /&gt;♥He is effing hilarious. The things he says just gets me rolling around, clutching my sides and laughing my arse off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥He is utterly sweet to the people he loves. (Susan, his cuz, nephew etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥He is intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥He knows exactly how to manipulate people and situations. I truly wish i could do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥We could never get bored with him 'cos we never know what to expect from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥You screw with him, he'll screw you over twice... He'd never just lay down and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥He's not afraid of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥He says it like it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥He is good-looking. No matter what y'all think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥His oh-so-evident charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! The way T-Bag walks, it just kills me. You gotta love that accent and his singing ain't that bad. He is so, so cool and I find something very sexy in T-Bag that i just cannot explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. My 10 reasons. I really do love the dude. It is slightly twisted seeing he's a murderer, rapist and kidnapper but come on, his charm makes up for it all. But i'm not the only one. Serious. I've come across &lt;em&gt;loads&lt;/em&gt; of comments on 'Youtube' from people who are so much more in love with him than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 more week and back to the hellhole we all call school. Of course, i absolutely love my classmates and all but it's the waking up part i dread. And also all the homework (that i don't normally do but hey, copying &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; hard work ya know?) and Math lessons. I guess it's all character building right? Enduring the worst... That's what 'They' say anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-6143722858568849667?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/6143722858568849667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=6143722858568849667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6143722858568849667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6143722858568849667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-teddy-obsession-ii.html' title='My &apos;Teddy&apos; obsession II'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-214476005553606204</id><published>2007-06-10T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T07:23:11.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prisonbreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepover'/><title type='text'>My 'Teddy' obsession I</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's official. My life is &lt;em&gt;boring. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i did for the entire week was watch Prison Break online. I'm done with the first season, finally! And now I'm at episode 4 of season 2. I've developed a strong liking towards Theodore 'T-Bag' Bagwell aka Teddy. He is bloody hilarious! I absolutely love the things he says. Yeah, he's a sick, sick man but hey, I like 'em sweet 'n' crazy. I know many won't agree on the 'sweet' part but he is to people he likes &lt;em&gt;(recall season 1 ep 16). &lt;/em&gt;But of course the man responsible for the character we all love to hate is Robert Knepper. He is effing genius. I mean, how many people can pull of a character like T-Bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwLQg7LRdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/f-GKo_JPQfk/s1600-h/Tbag-bringitbitch.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074443258483656146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwLQg7LRdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/f-GKo_JPQfk/s320/Tbag-bringitbitch.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwLQg7LRcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/I-FXxSM05po/s1600-h/tbag-aturdoor.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074443258483656130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwLQg7LRcI/AAAAAAAAAAk/I-FXxSM05po/s320/tbag-aturdoor.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwJpg7LRbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgHr92K1hW4/s1600-h/t--bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074441488957130162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwJpg7LRbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MgHr92K1hW4/s320/t--bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwFlQ7LRZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vXs8Sr5lkgA/s1600-h/T-Bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074437017896174994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwFlQ7LRZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vXs8Sr5lkgA/s320/T-Bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwMGg7LRfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Vkb_FQuEpW0/s1600-h/Tbag(shirtless).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074444186196592114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwMGg7LRfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Vkb_FQuEpW0/s320/Tbag(shirtless).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwMGQ7LReI/AAAAAAAAAA0/e6E-mi1SKvY/s1600-h/Tbag(purple).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074444181901624802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwMGQ7LReI/AAAAAAAAAA0/e6E-mi1SKvY/s320/Tbag(purple).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwJpQ7LRaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NEOFAetecSE/s1600-h/prisonbreak-TheodoreBagwell.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of T-Bag's most memorable quotes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Bag: Hey John, you know actually, about Jesus, [&lt;em&gt;slits John's throat&lt;/em&gt;] say hi to him for me, will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Bag: Remember, pretty, I am servin' life plus one. So if I get busted for attempted escape, I'm goin' to throw in a homicide no problem, that's like a parkin' ticket to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Bag: Woo! Looks like the bank of Africa wasn't allowing any withdrawals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Bag: [&lt;em&gt;about the rising temperature in the cells&lt;/em&gt;] Not that hot? [&lt;em&gt;points to an African American cellmate]&lt;/em&gt; When this guy woke up, he was white!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my all time fave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-Bag: [&lt;em&gt;sees his picture on tv&lt;/em&gt;] Picture makes me look like a sociopath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got myself to do my E Math holiday homework. I haven't finished my A Math yet but the mere fact that i even bothered&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;E Math is kind of a huge deal. This is seriously the first time I've bothered to do my E Math in 3 years. I &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; end up feverishly copying on the first day of school. So, this time, I left out 4 questions just for &lt;em&gt;formality sake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia and Sharan came over to my place on Thursday for a sleepover. We watched "Night at the Museum" and "Monster in-law". I totally love "Monster in-law". Especially the PA, Ruby. The three of us pigged out on Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's. 2 whole tubs of delicious ice-cream that screams "Calories!!!". We slept at around 4am and ended up waking at like, 2pm. &lt;em&gt;Ahhh&lt;/em&gt;, the bliss of getting 10h of sleep every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically that is all I did this week. And just like that, 2 weeks are over. I shudder at the thought of returning to school in just 2 weeks time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-214476005553606204?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/214476005553606204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=214476005553606204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/214476005553606204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/214476005553606204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-its-official.html' title='My &apos;Teddy&apos; obsession I'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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://bp3.blogger.com/_qzYzhSwb8z4/RmwLQg7LRdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/f-GKo_JPQfk/s72-c/Tbag-bringitbitch.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-7945025277540308571</id><published>2007-06-03T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T06:23:08.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laguna beach chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='footballers&apos; wives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fatigue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POTC'/><title type='text'>Fatigue</title><content type='html'>Fatigue, fatiguer, fadiga, fatiga, fatica. No matter how many languages you say it in it all means the same thing; Physical or mental weariness resulting from exertion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe i'm exaggerating a little but I'm still tired! I've been sleeping at about 3am and waking up at like, 1pm everyday. Yes, that is enough sleep. That's why I have no idea why I've been so tired lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of the school holidays has been pretty uneventful. Went to Swenson's for Sharan's birthday dinner on Monday. Pigged out at NYDC with Sharan, Nadia and Ttk on Wednesday. Went to Nadia's house in hopes of completing E Math homework on Thursday. Alas, we ended up listening to old songs and googling various famous people for hours. Hopefully I will be able to make myself do at least a little bit of homework next week. Copying hundreds and hundreds of math solutions on the first day of school is very tedious. Trust me. I do it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle from New Zealand dropped by on Friday. He's gonna be staying here a couple of days before heading back. Now that means I'll be going out almost everyday. I'm not very sure if that's a good thing or not. I guess it all depends on where we go and what we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am in dire need of new clothes. Seriously, &lt;em&gt;I have no clothes! &lt;/em&gt;I guess all girls feel that way. Well, other than a few exceptions. Victoria showed me some video clips on the girls from Laguna Beach and &lt;em&gt;Oh.My.Fucking.God.&lt;/em&gt; They are bloody overprivileged. Watching those videos just left me feeling so jealous/depressed. I mean, all of my clothes fit into just two miserable closets while they have like, a shoe and bag closet, a jeans and jacket closet and a closet dedicated to only tops. As if that's not enough, they have dazzlingly beautiful houses and lovely ocean views. But hey, at least I don't have to worry about tsunamis right? heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised the other day that I missed the first 8 episodes of Footballers' Wives on BBC Entertainment. I started watching it last year and got hooked instantly. So when I found out I actually missed &lt;em&gt;8&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;friggin' episodes&lt;/em&gt; of the third season I got super pissed. I hunted for the third season on Youtube last night but I only managed to find the first episode. And omg! The eye candy on season 3 is just irresistable! (beams) So now I need to find another way to watch it. Either some other website or I buy the dvd set if I can find it (and I doubt I will seeing that it's not very popular in s'pore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And thanks to Tricia I finally understand the ending of Pirates of the Caribbean! Thankyou darling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the person Jones had been in love with had been true, and waited for him, and stayed in love with him for ten years, upon his return to land his curse would have been lifted. That's a big part of the reason why Jones is so bitter and cruel. He had a chance to lead a normal life ... but his lover was fickle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a post-credits scene set ten years later, Will reunites with Elizabeth and their son. As the Dutchman appears on the horizon, it is accompanied by a green flash, signaling Will's return to the living world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Since Elizabeth remained faithful to Will for ten years, they will be together after all! In my opinion, there should not be another installation of Pirates 'cos this is &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; perfect ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I hope the holidays are treating you well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-7945025277540308571?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/7945025277540308571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=7945025277540308571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/7945025277540308571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/7945025277540308571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/06/fatigue.html' title='Fatigue'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-2296278250835247850</id><published>2007-05-31T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:41:01.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>A joke post</title><content type='html'>I was utterly bored so I decided to Google jokes. I laughed my arse off at these and I just know you'll enjoy them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting off with an exquisite selection of the best'Yo momma' jokes around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so stupid was born on Independence Day and can't remember her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so stupid she got locked in a grocery store and starved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so stupid she could trip over a cordless phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so stupid she bought a solar-powered flashlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo momma so stupid she went to Disney World and saw a sign that said "Disney World - Left" so she went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo momma so stupid she asked me what kind of jeans I had on and I said, "Guess" so she said, "Levi's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so stupid she sold her car for gasoline money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so stupid she asked you "What is the number for 911".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so stupid she stole free bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat people jog around her for exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat when you get on top of her your ears pop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat when she has wants someone to shake her hand, she has to give directions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat she put on her lipstick with a paint-roller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat when she tripped over on 4th Ave, she landed on 12th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat when she gets on the scale it says we don't do livestock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat she's got her own area code!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo momma so fat that when God said, "Let there be light," he told her to move her fat ole ass over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat NASA has to orbit a satellite around her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat even Bill Gates couldn't pay for her liposuction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat when she plays hopscotch, she goes New York, L.A., Chicago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat when she jumps up in the air she gets stuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat she's got more Chins than a Hong Kong phone book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat every time she walks in high heels, she strikes oil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat she fell and made the Grand Canyon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat when she bungee jumps she pulls down the bridge too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat she fell in love and broke it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat they use the elastic in her underwear for bungee jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat when she fell over she rocked herself asleep trying to get up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat that when I tried to drive around her I ran out of gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat she uses a mattress for a tampon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat even the Aids quilt wouldn't cover her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat that she would have been in E.T., but when she rode the bike across the moon, she caused an eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so fat she was baptized in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so ugly instead of putting the bungee cord around her ankle, they put it around her neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so ugly when she walks into a bank, they turn off the surveillance cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so ugly she turned Medusa to stone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so old I told her to act her own age, and she died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so old that when she was in school there was no history class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so old she has a picture of Moses in her yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so old her birth certificate says expired on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so old she knew Burger King while he was still a prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so old she was a waitress at the Last Supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so old she ran track with dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo mama so old her birth certificate is in Roman numerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 Ways To Order Pizza (lets see you try...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If using a touch-tone, press random numbers while ordering. Ask the person taking the order to stop doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make up a charge-card name. Ask if they accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Order a Big Mac Extra Value Meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Terminate the call with, "Remember, we never had this conversation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell the order taker a rival pizza place is on the other line and you're going with the lowest bidder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Give them your address, exclaim, "Oh, just surprise me!" and hang up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. In your breathiest voice, tell them to cut the crap about nutrition and ask if they have something outlandishly sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell them to put the crust on top this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sing the order to the tune of your favorite song from Metallica's Master of Puppets CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do not name the toppings you want. Rather, spell them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Put an extra edge in your voice when you say "crazy bread."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ask for a deal available somewhere else. (e.g., If phoning Domino's, ask for a Cheeser! Cheeser!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ask what the order taker is wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Crack your knuckles into the receiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Say hello, act stunned for five seconds, then behave as if they called you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Rattle off your order with a determined air. If they ask if you would like drinks with that, panic and become disoriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell the order taker you're depressed. Get him/her to cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Change your accent every three seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Order 52 pepperoni slices prepared in a fractal pattern as follows from an equation you are about to dictate. Ask if they need paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Start your order with "I'd like. . .". A little later, slap yourself and say, "No, I don't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If they repeat the order to make sure they have it right, say, "Okay, that'll be $10.99; please pull up to the first window."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Rent a pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Ask if you get to keep the pizza box. When they say yes, heave a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Put the accent on the last syllable of "pepperoni." Use the long "i" sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have your pizza "shaken, not stirred."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Move the mouthpiece farther and farther from your lips as you speak. When the call ends, jerk the mouthpiece back into place and scream GOODBYE at the top of your lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Tell them to double-check to make sure your pizza is, in fact, dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Imitate the order taker's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Eliminate verbs from your speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When they say, "What would you like?"--say, "Huh? Oh, you mean now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Say it's your anniversary and you'd appreciate if the deliverer hid behind some furniture waiting for your spouse to arrive so you can surprise him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ask to see a menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Say you'll be able to pay for this when the movie people call back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Ask what topping goes best with well-aged Chardonnay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Order a slice, not a whole pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Doze off in the middle of the order, catch yourself, and say, "Where was I? Who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Ask what the pizza place's phone number is. Hang up, and call again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Order two toppings, and then say, "No, they'll start fighting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Tell the order taker to tell the manager to tell his supervisor he's fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Ask for the guy who took your order last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Start the conversation with "My Call to Pizza Place, Take 1, and. . . action!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Ask if the pizza is organically grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Ask about pizza maintenance and repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Be vague in your order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. When they repeat your order, say, "Again, with a little more OOMPH this time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. If using a touch-tone press 9-1-1 every 5 seconds throughout the order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Start the conversation by reciting today's date and saying, "This may be my last entry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Ask if they would like to sample your pizza. Suggest an even trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Put them on hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Teach the order taker a secret code. Use the code on all subsequent orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Make the first topping you order mushrooms. Make the last thing you say, "No mushrooms, please." Hang up before they have a chance to respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. When the order is repeated, change it slightly. When it is repeated again, change it again. On the third time, say, "You just don't get it, do you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. When you're given the price, say, "Ooooooo, that sounds complicated. I hate math."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Order term life insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. When they say, "Will that be all?"--snicker and say, "We'll find out, won't we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Ask how many dolphins were killed to make that pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. While on the phone, fake entering puberty. Fluctuate pitch often; act embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Dance all around the word "pizza." Avoid saying it at all costs. If (s)he says it, say, "Please don't mention that word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Order a steamed pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. If any of the above practices are rejected by the order taker, say, in your best pouty voice, "Last guy let me do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 Ways To Fail An Exam (we could all give it a shot... during our O's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bring a pillow. Fall asleep (or pretend to) until the last 15 minutes. Wake up, say "oh gee, better get cracking," and scribble furiously. Turn it in a few minutes early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get a copy of the exam, run out screaming "Andre, Andre, I've got the secret documents!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If it is a math or science exam, answer in essay form. If it is long answer or essay exam, answer with numbers and symbols. Be creative. Use the integral symbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Make paper airplanes out of the exam. Aim them at the instructor's left nostril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Talk the entire way through the exam. Read the questions aloud and debate your answers with yourself out loud. If asked to stop, yell out sarcastically, "I'm so sure you can hear me thinking." Then start talking about what a jerk the instructor is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bring cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Walk in, get the exam, and sit down. About five minutes into the exam, loudly say to the instructor, "I don't understand any of this. I've been to every lecture this semester! What's the deal? And who are you? Where's the regular guy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bring a video game. Play with the volume at max level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. On the answer sheet find a new, interesting way to refuse to answer every question. For example, write "I refuse to answer this question on the grounds that it conflicts with my religious beliefs". Be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bring pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Run into the exam room looking about frantically. Breathe a sigh of relief. Go to the instructor and say "They've found me, I have to leave the country" and run off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Fifteen minutes into the exam, stand up, rip up all the papers into very small pieces, throw them into the air and yell out "Merry Christmas." If you're really daring, ask for another copy of the exam. Say you lost the first one. Repeat this process every fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do the exam with crayons, paint, or fluorescent markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Come into the exam wearing slippers, a bathrobe, a towel on your head, and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Come down with a bad case of Turret’s Syndrome during the exam. Be as vulgar as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Complete the entire exam in another language. If you don't know one, make one up! For math or science exams, try using Roman numerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Bring things to throw at the instructor when she or he is not looking. Blame it on the person nearest to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. As soon as the instructor hands you the exam, eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Walk into the exam with an entourage. Claim you are going to be taping your next video during the exam. Try to get the instructor to let them stay. Tell the instructor to expect a percentage of the profits if they are allowed to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Every five minutes, stand up, collect all your things, move to another seat, and continue with the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Turn in the exam approximately 30 minutes in. As you walk out, start commenting on how easy it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do the entire exam as if it was multiple choice and true/false. If it is a multiple choice exam, spell out interesting things (DCCAB. BABE. etc..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Bring a black marker. Return the exam with all questions and answers completely blacked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Get the exam. Twenty minutes into it, throw your papers down violently, swear loudly and walk out triumphantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Arrange a protest before the exam starts. You could threaten the instructor that whether or not everyone's done, they are all leaving after one hour to go drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. At some point during the exam, start crying for mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Every now and then, clap twice rapidly. If the instructor asks why, tell him or her in a very derogatory tone, "the light bulb that goes on above my head when I get an idea is hooked up to a clapper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Comment on how sexy the instructor is looking that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Come to the exam wearing a black cloak. After about 30 minutes, put on a white mask and start yelling "I'm here, the phantom of the opera," until they drag you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Go to an exam for a class you have no clue about, where you know the class is very small, and the instructor would recognize you if you belonged. Claim that you have been to every lecture. Fight for your right to take the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Upon receiving the exam, look it over. While laughing loudly, say "you don't really expect me to waste my time on this drivel? 'Days of our Lives' is on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Bring a water pistol with you. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. From the moment the exam begins, hum the theme to 'Jeopardy'. Ignore the instructor's requests for you to stop. When they finally get you to leave one way or another, begin whistling the theme to 'The Bridge on the River Kwai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Start a brawl in the middle of the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. If the exam is math or science related, make up the longest proofs you could possibly think of. Work PI and imaginary numbers into most equations. If it is a written exam, relate everything to your own life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Come in wearing a full knight's outfit, complete with sword and shield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Bring a friend to give you a back massage the entire way through the exam. Insist this person is needed, because you have bad circulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Bring cheat sheets from another class (make sure this is obvious... like history notes for a calculus exam) and staple them to the exam, with the comment "Please use the attached notes for references as you see fit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. When you walk in, complain about the heat. Strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. After you get the exam, call the instructor over, point to any question, ask him or her to work it out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Wrestlemania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Bring balloons, blow them up, and start throwing them around like they do before concerts start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Try to get people in the room to do the Mexican wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Play frisbee with a friend at the other side of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Bring some large, cumbersome, ugly idol. Put it right next to you. Pray to it often. Consider a small sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Get deliveries of candy, flowers, balloons, and telegrams sent to you every few minutes throughout the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. During the exam, take apart everything around you. This includes desks, chairs, and anything you can reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Complete the exam with everything you write being backwards at a 90 degree angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Bring a musical instrument with you and play various tunes. If you are asked to stop, claim "it helps me think." Bring a copy of the student handbook with you, challenging the instructor to find the section on musical instruments during finals. Don't forget to use the phrase "Told you so".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Answer the exam with the "Top Ten Reasons Why Professor (name) Sucks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Health Hotline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, welcome to the mental health hotline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have obsessive compulsive disorder, press 1 repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are co-dependent, please ask someone to press 2 for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have multiple personality syndrome, press 3, 4, 5, and 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you suffer from paranoid schizophrenia, we know who you are and what you want. Stay on the line so we can trace your call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are delusional, press 7 and your call will be transfered to the mothership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are hearing voices, listen carefully and a small voice will tell you which number to press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are manic depressive, it doesn't matter which button you press. No one will answer anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are dyslexic, press 96969696969696.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a nervous disorder, please fidget with the pound button until a representative comes on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have amnesia, press 8 and state your name, address, phone number, date of birth, social security number, and your mother's and grandmother's maiden names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have post traumatic stress disorder, slowly and carefully press 911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have bi-polar disorder, please leave a message after the beep. Or before the beep. Or after the beep. Please wait for the beep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have short term memory loss, please try you call again in a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have low self esteem, please hang up. All our representatives are busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping At Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the twenty five best responses if found asleep at your desk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. "Oh, Man! Come in at 6 in the morning and look what happens!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. "This is one of the seven habits of highly effective people!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. "This is in exchange for the six hours last night when I dreamed about work!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. "You don't discriminate against those with Latient Atrophy Zymosis Yeast syndrome, do you?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. "Gee, I thought you (the boss) were gone for the day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. "They told me at the blood bank this might happen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. "Oh, hi, I was trying to pick up my contact lens without my hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. "This is just a 15 minute power-nap like they raved about in the last time management course you sent me to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. "Whew! Guess I left the top off the liquid paper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. "I was just meditating on the mission statement and envisioning a new paradigm!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. "This is one of the seven habits of highly effective people!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. "I was testing the keyboard for drool resistance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. "I'm doing the "Stress Level Elimination Exercise Plan" (SLEEP) I learned at the last mandatory seminar you made me attend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. "It worked well for Reagan, didn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. "This is a highly specific Yoga position to relieve work-related stress."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Just pacing myself for the all-nighter tonight!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "I was working smarter-not harder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Auggh! Why did you interrupt me? I had almost figured out a solution to our biggest problem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "I'm in the management training program."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "The coffee machine is broken."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "This is one of the seven habits of highly effective people!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Boy, that cold medicine I took last night just won't wear off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Ah, the unique and unpredictable circadian rhythms of the workaholic!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Its okay. I'm still billing the client."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the #1 response if found asleep at your desk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "... and I especially want to thank you for my excellent boss. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Keep a Healthy Level of Insanity! (I know y'all don't need this but just to be sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunchtime, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hair dryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page yourself over the intercom. Don't disguise your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insist that your email address is: Xena_Warrior_Princess@companyname.com or Elvis_the_King@companyname.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want fries with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your garbage can on your desk and label it "IN."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Develop an unnatural fear of staplers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the memo field of all your checks, write 'for sexual favors.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply to everything someone says with, "That's what you think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish all your sentences with "In accordance with the prophet Jimmy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adjust the tint on your monitor so that the brightness level lights up the entire work area. Insist to others that you like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't use any punctuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As often as possible, skip rather than walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask people what sex they are. Laugh hysterically after they answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specify that your drive-through order is "to go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing along at the opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don't rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out where your boss shops and buy exactly the same outfits. Wear them one day after your boss does. This is especially effective if your boss is of the opposite gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send email to the rest of the company to tell them what you're doing. For example, "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the bathroom, in stall 3."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put mosquito netting around your cubicle. Play a tape of jungle sounds all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five days in advance, tell your friends you can't attend their party because you're not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call 911 and ask if 911 is for emergencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call the psychic hotline and don't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your coworkers address you by your wrestling name, Rock Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the money comes out of the ATM, scream "I Won! I Won! 3rd time this week!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot yelling, "Run for your lives, they're loose!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your boss, "It's not the voices in my head that bother me, it's the voices in your head that do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your children over dinner, "Due to the economy, we are going to have to let one of you go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you see a broom yell, "Honey, your mother is here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i hope this really brightened up your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-2296278250835247850?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/2296278250835247850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=2296278250835247850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/2296278250835247850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/2296278250835247850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-utterly-bored-so-i-decided-to.html' title='A joke post'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-8191653061028019469</id><published>2007-05-29T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:04:06.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jem-they'/><title type='text'>Who are They?</title><content type='html'>Thank you Nikki darling for introducing me to this song. I am absolutely in love with it. It's called 'They' by Jem. I tend to have a liking for songs that have modern twists on classical music. But what i love most about 'They' is the lyrics. It really does get you thinking. So here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jem-They&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who made up all the rules&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We follow them like fools&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Believe them to be true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't care to think them through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry so sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry it's like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry so sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry we do this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's ironic too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos what we tend to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is act on what they say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then it is that way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry so sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry it's like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry so sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry we do this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who are they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where are they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how can they possibly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;know all this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who are they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where are they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how can they possibly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;know all this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you see what I see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do we live like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it because it's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that ignorance is bliss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who are they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where are they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how do they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;know all this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry so sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry it's like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you see what I see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do we live like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it because it's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that ignorance is bliss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who are they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where are they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how can they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;know all this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm sorry so sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry we do this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Parveena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-8191653061028019469?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/8191653061028019469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=8191653061028019469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/8191653061028019469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/8191653061028019469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/05/who-are-they.html' title='Who are They?'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-5452198391117901137</id><published>2007-05-25T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T07:17:33.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grades'/><title type='text'>My big break</title><content type='html'>Blogger's finally working. So I'm sticking to it. No xanga for me at the moment. It's kinda a relief 'cos now I don't have to go through the toture of picking a new username and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of toture, the last day of school was utterly boring. Basically, all we did was sit around and discuss Pirates of the Caribbean. Shoo totally did not understand the last part so Sha, Rach and I had to repeat ourselves like a 1001 times, but all to no avail. Shoo still refuses to believe that she's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation clean-up was fun i guess. I mean, it was much better than the past 2 years when we had Mrs William breathing down our necks and screaming at anyone who seemed like they were having fun. Stupid bitch... Anyway, after cleaning our classroom which was in desperate need of it, we got our report books back. Yes, I did do better than quite a few people but personally I feel that I could have done so much better. Especially for my A math,Geography and Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL:A1 &lt;em&gt;(satisfied)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;HTL:B3 &lt;em&gt;(satisfied, paper was tough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;SS/Lit:A2 &lt;em&gt;(completely satisfied)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog:A2 &lt;em&gt;(not satisfied at all,could have gotten an A1)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Math:D7 &lt;em&gt;(not satisfied whatsoever, made completely careless mistakes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;E Math:C6 &lt;em&gt;(not that satisfied, but i can live with it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Bio:B4 &lt;em&gt;(i'm okay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Chem:B3 &lt;em&gt;(not satisfied, made stupid mistakes in MCQ)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I did erm, kinda improve on Additional and Elementary math. Heh. My parents weren't too pleased. I mean, who would? But they didn't give me a whole lecture or anything. However, I do sense one coming pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it how my folks don't say anything when i give them my report but a week later when I'm watching an important match or online downloading stuff they come in barking at me to go study &lt;em&gt;during the holidays&lt;/em&gt;. Why is it called the holidays when we're expected to study everyday? I understand that we need to catch up on some stuff, but not 2 hours of math and 2 hours of geography every single day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I rejoice at the fact that its finally the June holidays. So now I basically have like 30 days to catch up on half a year's worth of lost sleep. So I guess I'll be hibernating for the whole month. I've got a few things planned, but only for the first week. After that no plans whatsoever. Nada. So, if anyone needs someone to go out with during the holidays, just give me a call. Seriously. I need to get out of the house or i'll suffocate and perish in my own bed from the deprivation of shopping(i still need my black bag) and movies with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right about now, Salimah,Tasneem, Shoba and Trish must be meeting up at Plaza Sing before heading for Fort Canning for 'A Midsummer Night's Dream'. I called sistic like a hundred times and went all the way down to the sistic outlet at Plaza Singapura yesterday to get tickets but they were all sold out. What frustrates the most is that just a couple of hours before that there were tickets available. I was so annoyed. If my dad had just said 'yes' when I was at Parkway with Sal and Tasneem I could be there with them. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's unfair at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena aka Parv the Perv(thanks to darling Sal)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-5452198391117901137?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/5452198391117901137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=5452198391117901137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/5452198391117901137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/5452198391117901137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-big-break.html' title='My big break'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-4565563219538261597</id><published>2007-05-11T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T07:07:13.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag fetish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam script checking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arsenal'/><title type='text'>Post-exam blues</title><content type='html'>Okay, Blogger's being a bitch. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm waiting for my pizza to cook. Yes! I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; how to cook without burning myself. Mommy and daddy went out for dinner. So I'm alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been having some sort of bag fetish or something. Everytime I enter a shop I'd be like "Bags!!!" and rush to the nearest one I see. I don't really really really need one but I want one. A black one. Yeah, its a special kinda fetish where I've got my eyes on like every black bag I see. I have no idea why. It used to be earrings until recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'm suffering from like, post-exam blues. There's absolutely nothing to do at home(which i am totally fine with btw). But I feel like there's just no use getting my tushy out of bed at 5.45 every morning. I mean, we don't &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; anything in school anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was effing extra boring today. All I did was sit in the library during mother tongue, sleep during Biology and just stone during Chemistry. After recess we checked our English scripts. I did pretty okay(78.2). Of course i know lotsa people who did better than me but hey, at least I didn't perform as badly as last year. I got like a B4&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;when&lt;em&gt; everybody &lt;/em&gt;got As. Gosh! I felt so illiterate then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During checking of scripts, Rachel Wong kept hitting me for god knows what reason! I mean, Rachel Tan&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;was the one who got 81/100. And you didn't do all that bad yourself darling Rachee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria was all about Chelsea winning the quadruple next season. She's preparing herself for Mourinho's sacking. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, exit Mourinho, enter Klinsi, amazing ex-Germany national team coach. That would seriously &lt;em&gt;suck!&lt;/em&gt; It's bad enough they have all the money in the world to bring in players but coaches too! I want Arsenal to have a gazillion bucks to get the best players in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Speaking of having a gazillion bucks to get players, Wenger doesn't want the American owners for Arsenal and Peter Hill-Wood, the Arsenal chairperson, said he would be "horrified" to see the club owned by an American. Well, in my opinion &lt;em&gt;Kudos&lt;/em&gt; to Arsenal. Seriously, those American owners don't want this for the love of the game. They just want the dinero and publicity. Yeah, we are the only club out of the top 4 which is not owned by any American but hey, "We don't have to follow the herd," as Hill-Wood said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last EPL matches are gonna be played over the weekend. Arsenal's up against Portsmouth. &lt;em&gt;Die Portsmouth die!&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha! Man United will be getting their trophy at Old Trafford so duh they would wanna beat West Ham at home for pride. Not too sure about Liverpool. If they lose on Sunday, and Arsenal wins then Arsenal will come in 3rd. So i have my fingers, toes and well, practically every muscle in my body crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-4565563219538261597?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/4565563219538261597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=4565563219538261597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/4565563219538261597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/4565563219538261597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-exam-blues.html' title='Post-exam blues'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-6357837369274844355</id><published>2007-05-09T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T07:09:00.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hokay,&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; to blog about since (like i've emphasised &lt;em&gt;over and over agian&lt;/em&gt; in hopes that someone would invite me to a movie or something, which obviously didn't work) i have not much of a social life, here's another one of those annoying blog quizzes. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTRUCTIONS :&lt;br /&gt;1. Do the following WITHOUT complaint.&lt;br /&gt;2. Choose 5 people to do this after you completed yours.&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave a tag on the person's tag board to say he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;4. Start your post with I have been tagged! then do this. (Copy and paste!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITES :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Colour : No specific favourite. White I guess.('cos according to what i learnt in physics, white contains all the colors...)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Food : Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Movie : Ooo! A LOT! Erm, Pirates of the Carribean 1&amp;2 and soon 3, X-men trilogy, Oceans 11,12,13(soon), Lord of the Rings trilogy, Walk the Line, A Good Year, Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Smith, Borat(watched only a bit but i loved it), Step Up, The Prestige, Monster-In-Law and lots more!&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Sport : Football(incase y'all didn't already know...)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Day of the Week : Friday (‘cos when that bell rings it’s like god’s signal telling us to just go crazy!)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Season : Autumn (not too hot not too cold)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Ice-Cream : Ben &amp; Jerry's Chocolate fudge brownie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood : Relaxed/Calm&lt;br /&gt;Current Clothes : Arsenal jersey &amp;amp; FBTs&lt;br /&gt;Current Desktop : An oh-so-beautiful lamborghini gallardo&lt;br /&gt;Current Time : 06:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;Current Surroundings : newly furnished room :D&lt;br /&gt;Current Annoyances : lagging computer. Its so fucking hopeless. I NEED BROADBAND NOW DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;Current Thoughts : What to write under ‘Current Thoughts’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Best Friend : Jeevita from kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;First Crush : Some guy in kindergarten. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;First Movie: Hmm, from what i can remember Dr. Bean? Or is Anastasia counted as a movie?&lt;br /&gt;First Lie : I can't remember... i guess i probably blamed someone else for something i did.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;First Music : Nursery rhymes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Drink : Water. (good ole H2O!)&lt;br /&gt;Last Car Ride : Last Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Last Crush : I don't think you'd wanna know...&lt;br /&gt;Last Phone Call : Just now with Sharan&lt;br /&gt;Last CD played : Bon Jovi-Crossroad (Bon Jovi's da bomb!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated one of your best friend : God no!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken the law : I guess. I mean, i just had beer the other night. (don't gimme that look, my darling daddy offered me some)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been arrested : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on TV : Yeah. But it was pretty insignificant. I was in the Singapore Idol audience.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed someone you dont know : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you are good at :&lt;br /&gt;1) Talking. I can talk the whole day if you have the time and patience...&lt;br /&gt;2) Slacking off&lt;br /&gt;3) Stoning (especially during A math)&lt;br /&gt;4) Watching TV. (damn, i can sit infront of that illuminating box for days on end)&lt;br /&gt;5) Making people laugh at the stupid things i say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you done today :&lt;br /&gt;Errr...&lt;br /&gt;1) Slept during Bio&lt;br /&gt;2) Collected geography notes from the photocopying lady... Finally, after like, a month.&lt;br /&gt;3) Read the papers&lt;br /&gt;4) Learnt some new french words from Tasneem. (Thanks dearie! Now i know what to say to snobbish french people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you can hear right now :&lt;br /&gt;1) The radio (Dan and Young are really entertaining)&lt;br /&gt;2) The traffic just outside&lt;br /&gt;3) The breeze (Hey, if Mrs William can 'smell the dust' , i can 'hear the breeze')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things you wish you had :&lt;br /&gt;1) The power to get anything and everything i want&lt;br /&gt;2) enough said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing you do when you are bored :&lt;br /&gt;I have ways of amusing myself... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people I'm asking to do this survey next :&lt;br /&gt;1)NADIA OON&lt;br /&gt;2)Sharan&lt;br /&gt;3)Ttk&lt;br /&gt;4)Nikki&lt;br /&gt;5)Any other fellow losers who wanna do this never-ending quiz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-6357837369274844355?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/6357837369274844355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=6357837369274844355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6357837369274844355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/6357837369274844355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/05/hokay-i-have-absolutely-nothing-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-2713123592082193726</id><published>2007-05-04T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:36:57.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midyears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>Exam Blues&amp;Cravings</title><content type='html'>Midyears aren't over yet and everybody's pouring their hearts and souls into the exams(or so they claim). Only 2 more papers to &lt;em&gt;freedom; &lt;/em&gt;Higher Tamil paper 2 and E Math. 2 subjects no one can do last minute rivision for and you only do well if you've been doing diligent practice. Since the only thing I do diligently is watch 'Grey's Anatomy' every Sunday at 9pm, it is already absolutely clear to me that I will fuck up. Although sometimes with no practice at all, I do well for HTL. So, I'll just have to wait and see what my papers have in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my combination, I've been given a much needed day off today so instead of at least trying to revise math, I'm updating my oh-so-loyal readers(population:&lt;em&gt;zilch&lt;/em&gt;!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, while mugging my ass off for Chemistry, I had this sudden craving for Coffee Bean. So, I motivated myself with the thought that after my Chem and Lit exams I'd treat myself to some yummy coffee. And so I did. Sharan and I headed to Parkway,TKGians' haven, and sat at The Coffee Bean and just talked. Then all of a sudden Sharan went into this crazy state of mind and started making a &lt;em&gt;study schedule &lt;/em&gt;after almost all the exams were over... No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't study for Literature at all the day before. I tried to. But it was Bon Jovi night on American Idol and I couldn't miss that. I mean, it was &lt;em&gt;Bon Jovi, &lt;/em&gt;only like, the greatest band &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;! Thankfully the smart arse of my class, Sal, did this mindmap thing on the board and practically the entire class sat around Sal and kinda revised lit. To my delight, the paper went pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally &lt;em&gt;cannot&lt;/em&gt; wait for after-exams and the June holidays. Lotsa great movies are comin' out and there are tons of stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay, what's a post without Football updates right? (i can literally hear people groaning to themselves right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man United lost to AC Milan 3-0. I won't gloat so much 'cos i kinda don't wanna get beaten up. The match was good though. Watched the repeat.First goal was by Kaka. Basically, the second goal was because of a mistake by Vidic. And the third goal was by none other than the &lt;em&gt;utterly sexxxy &lt;/em&gt;Alberto Gilardino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea lost to Liverpool on penalties 4-1. Pepe Reina rocks! That means, Milan and Liverpool have made it to the finals in Athens. They're playing on Wednesday, 23rd May. I'm so gonna watch the finals. I got it all cleared up with my daddy so he won't go crazy when i turn on the telly at 3am on the 23rd. And just as i hoped, it did not turn out to be an All-English finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Besos&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-2713123592082193726?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/2713123592082193726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=2713123592082193726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/2713123592082193726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/2713123592082193726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/05/exam-blues.html' title='Exam Blues&amp;Cravings'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-117534203233759936</id><published>2007-03-31T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:04:51.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheerleading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class tees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class banner'/><title type='text'>Sports Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sports Day was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really wish i could turn back time and throw Tessa, Hui Xin and Rachel in. Of course I would've wanted to win the overall championship but more importantly,the three of them weren't there to enjoy the whole day with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone in 3/3 wore their class tees with pride. Especially Shoo, Sha, Nart and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/828544/Sharan%20Ronaldo.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/991186/Parveena%20Torres%20(ME!).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/98507/Parveena%20Torres%20%28ME%21%29.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/861651/Shoo%20Walcott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/501561/Shoo%20Walcott.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/992249/Nart%20Fabregas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/797918/Nart%20Fabregas.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/861651/Shoo%20Walcott.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The cheerleaders were bloody brilliant. We won, of course. 3/2 were great as well. I'm not just saying that, i mean it. KUDOS TO 3/3 CHEERLEADERS! Their hard, hard work really paid off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/968724/3-3cheerleading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/921232/3-3cheerleading.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/454743/3-3Cheerleaders+Sal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/181748/3-3Cheerleaders%2BSal.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our cheerleaders... plus Sal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We didn't win the banner competition. We were the 1st runners up. It's all good. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/515516/3-3"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/142163/3-3%27s%20oh-so-cool%20banner%21.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We didn't win any event. We didn't even manage to come in the top 3 for anything. Until, our saviours, darlings Hui Xin and Tessa appeared. They ran for the 4x100. We managed to get 3rd and that's a great achievement for 2 people who just played in a badminton match and, without resting, cabbed all the way to Bedok stadium. So, kudos to them too. And of course, everyone who ran during sports day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sports Day ended a little late due to the weather conditions. It was Jovi's last day in S'pore. Tons of people were crying. I don't think i'll ever forget Jovi even though i ain't that close with her. It was a bittersweet ending to that long day of cheering out hearts out. Can't wait till the next time. And this time, Rach, Hui Xin and Tessa have to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Parveena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-117534203233759936?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/117534203233759936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=117534203233759936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117534203233759936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117534203233759936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/03/sports-day.html' title='Sports Day'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-117465022307814435</id><published>2007-03-23T05:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:03:20.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class banner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new term'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='international football'/><title type='text'>New term, New beginning</title><content type='html'>Brand new term, same old happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the only interesting thing that happened this week was that branch shattering Miss Chan's windsheild. Other than that, it was the same old lessons, half wasted due to our teachers lectures. You know, if we had a challenge to see which teacher could lecture us the longest, Mrs Loy would win it hands down. She took one whole period to give us our progress reports. Why? She spent half-an-hour nagging at us 'cos apparently we're like the worst at A-math in the cohort. She doesn't annoy me though. When she lectures us or whatever, it's funny. I don't know, maybe it's her expression or something. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Friday's sports day. I like sports day. Only thing about this year's sports day is that it's in the afternoon. That means, we go to that hell chamber we call school as usual but we get released at 11.15am. Then, we have to meet at Bedok stadium at 1.30pm. I have only 1 comment on this new arrangement; Fuck that! I mean, who can run with that blazing mid day sun glaring down on you? Well, it doesn't really matter now since our only saviours, Rachel and Hui Xin can't run on Friday because they have a match in the afternoon. So, basically, our class won't really be able to win anything without Rach and Hui Xin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class banner &lt;strong&gt;R-O-C-K-S! &lt;/strong&gt;Kudos to those who made it! It's seriously very, very nice. I love it. I'm sure the judges would too. Right now, our only competition seems to be 3/5 and maybe 3/9. And, our class got into the cheerleading finals. We're up against 3/2. All i have to say is, get ready to get swept off your feet y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend's internationls. Not sure if Spain is even playing. Nevertheless, may the best teams win. Arsenal's up against Liverpool next weekend. I'm really not sure of what to expect so i'll just keel my fingers crossed real tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-117465022307814435?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/117465022307814435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=117465022307814435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117465022307814435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117465022307814435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-term-new-beginning.html' title='New term, New beginning'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-117335396431715173</id><published>2007-03-08T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:02:28.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sprained ankle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday homework'/><title type='text'>Lady luck</title><content type='html'>Lady luck has certainly not been on my side these days. First, Man United escape with a very undeserved win against Liverpool. (I was hoping for a nice 0-0 draw...) And then, due to my clumsiness, i fall, sprain my ankle and almost damage a ligament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sprained my ankle during Basketball. I was on the court for like, barely 30mins and i fell. So, i just sat there for the remaining hour watching my fellow recreation teammates play 'Dog and Bone'. Yep... 'Dog and Bone'. I haven't played that game since i was like 9. Went home and somehow my ankle just swelled up. My mom said that it looked like a fat egg. I totally agree. Haha! I truley thank the lord that my dad knows this guy who can get rid of sprains. You know, those guys who bend and twist and pull you leg until it's not sprained anymore? Yeah, well, i have no idea how these people know how to do that! Is there like a school for these kinda stuff or somethin'? Anyway, he made my leg all better and now i can walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my blown up ankle, i didn't go to school for 2 days. Didn't miss much though. Mdm Lenny didn't come. As usual. And there was a fire drill during A-math. I actually missed school. I mean, other than teachers torturing us with piles of work and threatening us that we're all gonna fail our 'O's and all, i kinda missed school. Especially Shoo's uncontrollable mouth which by the way, I've&lt;em&gt; never&lt;/em&gt; seen closed. Well, i've seen it closed but, you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the last day of term one. &lt;em&gt;Finally&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;One week of bliss! Well, come to think of it, it's not really much of a holiday. We have some English project, 200 math questions (a very thoughtful gift from Lenny), lotsa tamil homework, A-math homework and the list just goes on and on and on... At least i know i'll be having ample beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little update on &lt;em&gt;you-know-what&lt;/em&gt;. Arsenal lost to PSV. So, no champions league, no FA Cup, no League Cup, no Premiership. But hey, life goes on. There's always next season. I guess when lady luck's taking a break, we just gotta carry on with &lt;em&gt;the game of life&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Parveena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- I got an A for lit too! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-117335396431715173?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/117335396431715173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=117335396431715173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117335396431715173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117335396431715173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/03/lady-luck.html' title='Lady luck'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-117292323751965484</id><published>2007-03-03T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:05:43.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arsenal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grades'/><title type='text'>Those dreaded words</title><content type='html'>I've come across those dreaded words twice in one week. 3 games in a row. The words that, i'm sure, no Arsenal supporter would ever wanna hear. "Arsenal lost... Again". Those words had a much greater impact on me this time 'cos Arsenal losing meant that they lost the League Cup, have a very slim chance at the Champions League and got knocked out of the FA Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As y'all know by now, Terry got knocked unconscious during the League cup final. Well, at least we achieved &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; from that heartbreaking loss at the Millennium Stadium. We lost to PSV in the first leg. There is still hope for the second leg but who knows what could happen really. As for the FA Cup, another late goal, and the end of another Cup dream. Just three days after Didier Drogba's header denied Arsenal in the Carling Cup Final, a thunderous strike from Benni McCarthy has dumped them out of the FA Cup. With that, Blackburn march on to face Manchester City; for Arsenal, Wembley will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flu virus has been circulating mercilessly around the class. I caught it and couldn't get my ass to school for 2 days. (I guess my body just broke down after all those losses... Heh!) Anyway, being the kind, loving soul that i am, i &lt;em&gt;gave&lt;/em&gt; my darling besties Nadia and Sharan the virus. Nadia got a bad throat. I don't know what Sha got but i know i gave it to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! I completely forgot about the CAs. Passed everything except 2 subjects.(refer to wishlist) I got As for most subjects. I think the only B i got was for Bio.(how appropriate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't know about Literature yet but i'm pretty sure i passed. I was actually really surprised that i got this many As. I mean, the most i usually get is 3. But this term is like &lt;em&gt;Woah&lt;/em&gt;! But of course, i cannot guarantee that this will go on for the rest of the year. But i sure hope it will.(except for the whole failing part... duh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Parveena (Torres)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.- I'm sorry if you people are getting sick of me ranting off about football all the time but i just can't help it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-117292323751965484?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/117292323751965484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=117292323751965484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117292323751965484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117292323751965484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/03/those-dreaded-words.html' title='Those dreaded words'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-117197734315040975</id><published>2007-02-20T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:43:28.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>Nerves can kill</title><content type='html'>Nerves can kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so nervous since i awoke this morning (or rather this &lt;em&gt;afternoon&lt;/em&gt;). I think i sleep too much. Seriously. People usually need like, 8 hours of beauty sleep but i need like 10. And am i beautiful... &lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;! I should make a resolution to make it a point to wake up in the morning so that i can enjoy a full day (I'm referring to the weekends 'cos i wake up even before the friggin' sun does everyday for school). But of course, just as they (god knows who the hell 'they' are. Seriously, haven't you guys ever wondered what people mean when they're all like "i don't care what they say, you still rock" or whatever. WHO ARE 'THEY'?!) say, resolutions are made to be broken. Or is it rules are meant to be broken? Whatever i've heard of both. So, in conclusion, i am not really gonna wake up early even though i'm gonna be telling myself to every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, where was i? Oh yes! Nerves can kill. Well, the reason for me being so nervous is because in like...less than 24 hours, Arsenal plays PSV Eindhoven&lt;a class="l" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'','','res','3','')" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PSV_Eindhoven"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;in the Champions League. I know that at this point in time you guys are rolling your eyes going "Omfg! she really &lt;em&gt;does not&lt;/em&gt; have a life". Well, i do. But it doesn't really consist of anything very interesting so, yeah. Oh gosh! I really hope and pray that Arsenal wins. They have to, if not their out. Premiership's over for Arsenal, (Sharan's smirking and nodding right now) and well, they have to win at least something this season. So it's either the League cup (final's against Chelsea... not much of a chance lest Drogba dies), FA cup (we've still got hope) and the Champions League (which we have to win this time cos we lost the finals against Barca over totally unfair circumstances).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Barca, Liverpool's against Barca. I don't really care who wins as long as we beat them in later rounds. We've crushed Liverpool 3 times this season so i guess it won't hurt to do it one more time. But then again, Arsenal could totally fuck up as they more than seldom do. Man United's going against Lille i think. Gooo Lille! (Sharan's going, "die par die" right now).Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia and Sharan, i'm sure, are feeling as nervous as i am right now. Well, all i can say is; may the best teams win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-117197734315040975?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/117197734315040975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=117197734315040975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117197734315040975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117197734315040975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/02/nerves-can-kill.html' title='Nerves can kill'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-117180407012571378</id><published>2007-02-18T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:06:12.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatherings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAs'/><title type='text'>Relaxation.. ahhh</title><content type='html'>CA week was managable. Broke a personal record by not touching the tv or computer for the whole week. Thanks to endless mugging sessions throughout the week, i am pretty positive that i can pass everything. Except for A math. I'm still hopeful for E math. But we can never be too sure can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day was nice. Sha and i made little notes and coupons for our clique. None of them used the coupons yet though. (Just to get things straight, you guys can use the coupons.) But of course, there are terms and conditions. HAHA! Lotsa people gave me sweets and little notes too! S0, thank you to everybody for those small but very thoughtful gifts. I really appreciate them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my Primary school friends on Friday. We had an okay time. It was a little awkward i guess since we all haven't really spoken for like, a year. The girls looked the same but the guys. &lt;em&gt;Woah!&lt;/em&gt; All of them were... different. Well, except for YunYi. Haha! But the rest of them, voices grew deeper, gained weight(in the good way), grew taller, hotter.. Okay, who am i kidding, they didn't grow hotter. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preaw finally sent us her new address. She told us she was goin to LA but apparently she's in Massachusetts, which is like all the way on the other side of the US! No comment. I mean, who gets mixed up between the East coast and the West coast? Haha! Preaw is friggin' hilarious. Love ya babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having a nice long, well deserved CNY break. However, i'm being piled up with homework from &lt;em&gt;tuition&lt;/em&gt;! Argh! Happy chinese new year? Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-117180407012571378?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/117180407012571378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=117180407012571378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117180407012571378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117180407012571378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/02/relaxation-ahhh.html' title='Relaxation.. ahhh'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-117118441934346586</id><published>2007-02-11T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:48:53.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O&apos; level results'/><title type='text'>CA blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Working pens-&lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School foolscap paper-&lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Totally unprepared Parveena-&lt;em&gt;check&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's CA time y'all. And what am i doing? Blogging. 6 mediocre weeks of school have passed. 4 more to go till our one week R 'n' R time. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O' level results were out on Friday. Since I don't exactly have much of a social life and my plans for that Friday was to waste my life at detention,(which got cancelled) i went to wittness my seniors get their results. Our school did really well this year. We had 100% passes and like, double the amount of distinctions compared to the previous year. And to think that i'd be in that very hall receiving my O' level results in just two years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, soccer updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumor has it that Rafa wants to bring Fernando Torres to Liverpool. And this time he has 150 million pounds to spend on players. Hopefully Liverpool can outbid Chelsea. No worries concerning Man United though. They're still after Hargreaves... And they don't really seem to be able to stop winning, which frustrates me. Alot. Michael Ballack got an injury from the friendly against Switzerland. Terry's back at Chelsea. He's looking all fresh and... well, hot. (i know most of you don't agree) Liverpool lost to Newcastle yesterday, 2-1. I love Newcastle. Haha! First, they draw with Man United then they beat Liverpool. Xabi wasn't playing. I wonder why. Does anyone know? He didn't play in the friendly against England either. Spain beat England 1-0 by the way. My darling Fernando didn't score but whatever. Just his presence made me go berserk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day is coming up soon. Guess what the sec 3 cohort's Valentine's day present is. A Biology test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-117118441934346586?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/117118441934346586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=117118441934346586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117118441934346586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/117118441934346586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/02/ca-blues.html' title='CA blues'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116998012556651531</id><published>2007-01-28T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:49:12.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OBS essay'/><title type='text'>Non OBS programme.</title><content type='html'>It was Monday morning. I awoke even before the sun had risen. As usual. That was the day the whole Secondary three cohort was going for Outward Bound Singapore (OBS). However I was not able to go because of medical reasons. I felt really disappointed when I found out I could not go. However, I did take comfort from the fact that some of my friends from other classes could not go as well. At least I would have some company during the course of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached school my eyes were greeted by a sea of multicolored haversacks and backpacks in the courtyard. To my amusement, some girls brought really huge, bulky bags. Some even brought roller bags! The air was filled with excited chatter about what OBS was going to be like, how much time was given to shower or were the instructors going to be cute. I felt a little left out because I was not going to be experiencing the same things. What made it worst was that my best friend, Sharan, was going for OBS and I was not. My best friend would be having lots of fun doing things she would not usually do, without me. And I was not going to be able to see her for five whole days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For day one of the non OBS programme, we were to go on a heritage trail in the civil district. Our guide gave us an introduction about the Civil District but it felt more like an hour long re-cap of our Secondary 2 history lessons. After the introduction, we set out for the Civil District. While we were in the bus, waiting to leave, I saw my class in the next bus, going for OBS. My clique was sitting at the back waving feverishly at me. My heart literally sank at that point. If not for my health condition, I would have been sitting in that bus being all excited and looking forward to OBS. Instead, I was going to go on excursions for the next five days. However, I was determined to make this week a very enjoyable and educational one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the heritage trail, we went to the St Andrew’s Cathedral, Fort Canning Park, the Old Parliament House and the Supreme Court. My favorite part of the whole trail was the Supreme Court. We were allowed into one of the empty courtrooms. It was my first time in the Supreme Court, let alone one of the courtrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, we went to the National University of Singapore (NUS). We were divided into two groups. The first group, which was my group, was to do woodcut printing while the other group went on museum tours and we would switch on Wednesday. Woodcut printing was very interesting. Our instructors made the workshop more enjoyable by cracking random jokes every once in a while. We had a limited time to complete our woodcut printing but I was determined to finish mine not only in time but to put in extra effort to make mine look superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the result of my ignorance towards my 2-day old cough, I awoke on Wednesday morning with a very bad sore throat, cough and cold. I was in no condition to go to school so I stayed home and slept through the whole morning. By 2pm I was suffering from one of the worst sore throats of my life and coughing fits. I went to see the doctor and he gave me an MC for two days. So, I missed two days of the non OBS programme. That meant that I missed the museum tours in NUS and the nature tour in Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve and Bolloywood Veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fully well by Friday. We went to the National Museum for a museum tour on Friday. The museum was fun. We got to move around by ourselves. It was interesting to see how people used to live in Singapore. There is quite a lot of difference between Singaporeans then and now. The way people used to dress, their customs, lifestyle. They even look different! People then were much shorter compared to people now. I feel that we had very limited time in the museum. We were not able to go to some of the rooms. However I did learn a lot during the little time we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the non OBS programme was enjoyable and very educational. Of course I would have preferred to go for OBS but I have realized that in life, it is important to make the most of what we have got rather than waste time longing for things we do not have. And that is why I made the most of these five days visiting places I would not normally go to instead of mourning because I was not able to go to OBS.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my 815 word long english essay for CA1. I know, i have a very limited vocabulary. Of course, i crapped about some parts like having a health condition. Haha! But i seriously felt upset when i saw my classmates in the other bus. I kinda wish i had gone for OBS. But i was sick during the whole week so even if i had gone, i wouldn't have enjoyed myself. So, no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena (&lt;em&gt;Glory, glory Arsenal FC!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116998012556651531?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116998012556651531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116998012556651531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116998012556651531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116998012556651531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/01/non-obs-programme.html' title='Non OBS programme.'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116921450037735092</id><published>2007-01-19T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:50:24.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanish classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Seems like forever</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i've been in school for more than 6 weeks. And it's only the 3rd bloody week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's OBS(Outward Bound Singapore). I'm not going 'cos i simply don't wanna. Okay, i know what your thinking; 'Lazy arse'. Haha! Well, while my classmates are being deprived of showers and suffering from the lack of their beauty sleep, I'll be going to places like the National Museum and some wetland reserves... &lt;em&gt;Whoo! How fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than having to wake up before the friggin' sun comes up, not being able to understand a word Mrs Loy says during A Math and watching the minutes go by so slowly that i swear the school clocks are going extra slow... schools great! Most of the time i content myself by watching Hui Xin and Cher hit each other out of love. Or i just sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish classes are going well. Last week's lesson was cancelled 'cos our teacher was ill. So Nadia,Sharan, Nikki and i went for coffee and then we headed home. Managed to catch the American Idol auditions. It was hilarious. Although i do suspect some portions were scripted. It is, after all reality tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's the EPL's 'Crunch Weekend'. 3rd placed Liverpool hosts 2nd placed Chelsea while the leaders, Man United play Arsenal at the Emirates Stadium. It's time for Arsenal to kick some ass! And Chelsea and Liverpool can have a 1-1 draw. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116921450037735092?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116921450037735092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116921450037735092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116921450037735092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116921450037735092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2007/01/seems-like-forever_19.html' title='Seems like forever'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116740266424973422</id><published>2006-12-29T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:51:27.062-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanish classes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><title type='text'>Espanol...</title><content type='html'>I've been going to bed at around 4am, after about 3 hour long phone conversations with Nadia. Or sometimes conferences with both Sharan and Nadia. And as a result of nearly 2 months of minimal hours of sleep, i fell sick. I got the whole package; Runny/blocked nose,sore throat,cough and not forgetting annoying itchy eyes. Didn't get a fever though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i had to go to my first Spanish lesson with a pretty bad sore throat and a cold. It was still enjoyable. Our teacher's from Peru. She doesn't look peruvian though. She looks more filipino. But she has that spanish accent which would sound totally sexy on a guy. Learnt a few words and i now know how to introduce myself in spanish. That's quite cool. The class was full of middle aged people. Sharan,Nikki,Nadia and i were like, the only teenagers there. Classes are every Wednesday until the end of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Subway for dinner before the class. (they're from 7-9.30pm) Sharan witnessed this conversation on our way there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl (in the most ANNOYING voice you have EVER heard) : ehh, why you support man uuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;Guy : why ah, cannot isssit?&lt;br /&gt;Girl : nooo, must support chelsea!&lt;br /&gt;Guy : WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;Girl : Ballaccccck. -slightly softer voice- because he so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way Sharan imitated the girl was &lt;em&gt;hilarious&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the last Friday of 2006. School starts next week. And i haven't done a single bit of homework. Typical me. As you already know, i hate school. At least Sharan's in my class this year. That would definately help me get through the year. I really hope Mr John's our English teacher next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. Gotta go watch Survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Besos!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the conversation was taken from Sharan's blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116740266424973422?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116740266424973422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116740266424973422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116740266424973422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116740266424973422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/12/espanol.html' title='Espanol...'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116703874295966239</id><published>2006-12-25T00:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:52:35.003-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas celebrations'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas y'all!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was uber fun. I went to Nadia's place. Ttk,Sharan,Marie,Rachel and Chongaik were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was great. And Nadia's mom is so funny! She was like, "Who wants to try my brinjal?" When no one answered she went "It's very nice! Doesn't even taste like brinjal!" HAHAHA! We all couldn't stop laughing. Then she was like "Why y'all laughing? i'm a clown is it? Everywhere i go people laugh at me." That made us laugh even harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Sharan,Ttk and i played cards while Marie,Rachel and Chongaik played checkers. I always thought checkers was supposed to be a quiet,boring game. But when Rachel and all played, it became like a football match. They were so loud and became so excited when someone killed the other one. Then Sid (Nadia's kid brother) came in and was like "When u must eat,you must eat" He was talkin about checkers and when you had to kill. What a great theory right?. Then, he looked at Chongaik and asked "Are you from china?". Just like that, out of the blue. Since then, everyone started calling Chongaik 'Chinaman' and i called him 'Ah Chong' for the rest of the night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharan, Ttk and i then taught &lt;em&gt;Ah Chong&lt;/em&gt; and Rachel how to play &lt;em&gt;taiti.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;First&lt;/em&gt; round, &lt;em&gt;Ah Chong&lt;/em&gt; won and we teased him about playing with his fellow chinamen. After that he lost like 3 times in a row. I guess we're better at &lt;em&gt;taiti&lt;/em&gt; than all those china ah peks sitting at the coffee shops. Hahaha! Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;em&gt; taiti&lt;/em&gt;, we played Monopoly for awhile. That was fun too. We kept making random jokes and then laughing our heads off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all left around 10.30pm. I went home,showered and watched a bit of tv. Eugene was the first to wish me. Then, about 5mins later Ttk sent me a text saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! i bet i am the first one to wish you ON christmas right! HAH! Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah! I guess not ttk. Conferenced with Nadia and Sharan till about 3.30am. Slept at about 4. And today i woke up around 1 with a cold. I hate colds. And of all the days, i get it on Christmas Day! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. Try to enjoy what's left of your holidays aight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Arsenal jersey IS original&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116703874295966239?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116703874295966239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116703874295966239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116703874295966239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116703874295966239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-yall_25.html' title='Merry Christmas y&apos;all!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116679388581804269</id><published>2006-12-22T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T05:35:13.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LFC xmas party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/138596/LFCxmasParty-Xabi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/103541/LFCxmasParty-Xabi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Xabi Alonso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/952668/LFCxmasParty-Agger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/541954/LFCxmasParty-Agger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Daniel Agger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/546941/LFCxmasParty-Reina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/862996/LFCxmasParty-Reina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jose Reina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/499554/LFCxmasParty-Garcia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/60611/LFCxmasParty-Garcia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Luis Garcia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/941939/LFCxmasParty-StevieG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/835524/LFCxmasParty-StevieG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Stevie G&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/788480/LFCxmasParty-Crouchie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/333303/LFCxmasParty-Crouchie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Peter Crouch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, that was just a little xmas present to y'all. Hilarious isn't it! They're from the Liverpool FC Christmas Party. I couldn't recognise reina &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt;! My fave is Luis Garcia. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going out for lunch with Sharan,Nadia and Ttk(the usual gang) tomorrow. We're gonna try to do homework at my place after lunch. Hopefully we manage get it done this time. Hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas party at Nadia's place on the eve. And then another party at some family friend's place on christmas day. I love Christmas. It's like, the happiest time of year. But a week after christmas comes school. And i hate school. Seriously, I'd rather rot of boredom at home than go to school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that's it for today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Parveena&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116679388581804269?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116679388581804269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116679388581804269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116679388581804269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116679388581804269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/12/lfc-xmas-party.html' title='LFC xmas party.'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116652899795671963</id><published>2006-12-19T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:36:02.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early xmas gift for myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/433412/Liverpool%20Jersey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/38204/Liverpool%20Jersey.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nadia's brand new Liverpool jersey!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/1600/613696/IMG020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6427/1835/320/526034/IMG020.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;My brand new Arsenal jersey!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was a pretty good day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I met Sharan for lunch at Plaza Sing. We had Subway. While we were eating, Vj Colby and Utt came in. This is the 2nd time i've seen Colby in the Subway at Plaza. Guess he's a Subway fan too. Hahah! They were looking for seats but since none were available they left. No one really bothered that they were so-called celebrities though. Haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After lunch, Sharan and i met Nadia. Her dad(who is super nice) decided to get her a Liverpool jersey for christmas. So we met her at the shop. I saw an Arsenal jersey too. I never see many Arsenal jerseys around. Especially small sized ones. So, i did what any sane person would do and bought one(I brought enough cash... for once) I told my dad that it was gonna be an xmas gift to myself. He couldn't say no. Man United jerseys were out of stock. Stock comes in only next year so Sharan has to wait. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After jersey shopping, we headed to Starbucks and just hung out for awhile,bitched,gossipped and compared hot guys. You know, usual girl stuff. After about an hour or two we headed home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just ordered pizza for dinner. And i have run out of things to blog about so... Ciao! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XXX&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Parveena-Arsenal rocks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116652899795671963?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116652899795671963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116652899795671963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116652899795671963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116652899795671963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/12/early-xmas-gift-for-myself.html' title='Early xmas gift for myself'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116591891102252047</id><published>2006-12-12T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T01:18:28.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in spore.... yay?</title><content type='html'>Ok i'll admit that NZ was more enjoyable than i expected. Mainly because of the hotties i guess. How desperate am i? Okay, don't answer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The City of Sails aka Auckland has pretty amazing scenery to offer. We went on a mini road trip up North. It was like, the countryside. And i saw enough cows to last me a lifetime. Seriously! I saw &lt;em&gt;alot&lt;/em&gt; of cows. Saw sheep too. Luckily i didn't have to get out of the car 'cos cows stink so bad! But cows are really civilised. I'm serious. We saw like 50cows in a single file. I am not joking! They were going back to the barn or whatever and they were moving in one straight line. And there was just one dude (the farmer i guess) right behind. I guess he was directing them or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this my mom said "Singaporeans should learn from these cows"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went shopping too! We went shopping for about 4days out of 14. We should've gone to the mall more than that. But then i'd spend more money. Haha! The malls in NZ were bursting with hot guys! And cute little kids. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove up to Devonport one day. If i ever move to NZ i'm living in Devonport. It's awesome. It's near the beach and full of beach houses. You know, one of those places where the rich and beautiful stay? Saw &lt;em&gt;lotsa&lt;/em&gt; hotties. :) Saw a couple of surfer dudes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a Nigerian film at my uncle's house. My cousins were there too. So were my cousin's friend, BJ and her boyfriend, Mark. BJ's boyfriend is very good-looking. &lt;em&gt;Very&lt;/em&gt;. I tell you, Nigerian films are &lt;em&gt;good.&lt;/em&gt; I mean, they're so bad that they become good! No offence, but the plot wasn't the only thing that was bad. So was the acting and the sound system. Some people say Tamil films are bad. (i agree wholeheartedly) Well, Nigerian films are worst but funny. Mark was making fun of the sound system and BJ (who's Nigerian) was like "You're supposed to be supporting me here!" Hahaha! At one point of the movie, we could see the mic. Yes the mic. It was hanging just above one of the actor's head. It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for 'Thank you for smoking" and "A good year" with my cuz while i was there. Both movies were very good. I don't really like Russel Crowe but i actually enjoyed 'A good year'. In other words... Go watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cuz took me to the museum as well. It was pretty interesting. We watched a live show on the Maori culture and all. It was really enjoyable. They performed the &lt;em&gt;Huka&lt;/em&gt; and all. The war memorial was on the third floor. So we went there. Gosh! War memorials make me really upset. I mean, think of all those young soldiers losing their lives because of war, leaving behind their children and wives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I kinda wish the trip was slightly shorter. There were a few days when we just sat at home doing nothing. I finished 2 books during the trip. I could've read more but i didn't want my book(Soul Love) to end. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight back was good. Saw a verrrrrry hot guy. My mom agreed too. But he had dreadlocks. And well, dreadlocks kinda turn me off. But he looked very good even with dreadlocks. Final verdict: VERY hot 'cos he can pull off dreadlocks. Hahaha! He was going to Dubai so he didn't get off the plane in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home at around 2am. Showered and called Nadia. We talked till about 4. I could've gone on longer but my dad made me hang up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it for my trip to the City of Sails. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116591891102252047?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116591891102252047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116591891102252047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116591891102252047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116591891102252047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-in-spore-yay.html' title='Back in spore.... yay?'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116418323571786024</id><published>2006-11-21T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:16:39.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The gunners ROCK!!!!</title><content type='html'>Three more days to Saturday. Arsenal's playing against Bolton on Saturday. And i cannot watch the match. That is just so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's making me pack today. I have no idea why she's making me pack &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; early. I don't wanna go to NZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating you guys on last weekends matches. Well, Arsenal and Liverpool drew 1-1 and 0-0 respectively. While Man United and Chelsea won their games. I wanted the total opposite! Xabi looked &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; hot... As usual. Cesc looked utterly HOT too! He almost scored for Arsenal like, 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out the other day that Cesc Fabregas is fluent in English,Spanish,French and Catalan. How cool is that! I watched an interview of him and his English is very good. I could totally understand him. And i didn't spot any grammer mistakes. Plus, he's only 19. Perfect! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharan has left for India on Saturday. Nadia, Ttk and i are missing her sooo much. We need our wake-up-caller! Nadia ttk and i met for lunch yesterday. And there was no one to wake Nadia and I up at 12pm(yes.. we still need wake up calls at noon). So, i put an alarm at 11.45 so that i could wake Nadia up. Well, the alarm rang, i switched it off and went back to sleep thinking that i would wake up 5mins later. Instead, i woke up at 12.20pm. And ttk who always goes to Nadia's place with Sharan, got lost. So Sharan, if you're reading this... We&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; you! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it till i come back i guess. Which would be on the 13th of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116418323571786024?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116418323571786024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116418323571786024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116418323571786024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116418323571786024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/11/gunners-rock.html' title='The gunners ROCK!!!!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116376992217580686</id><published>2006-11-17T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T05:25:22.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3e3... Here i come</title><content type='html'>Class allocations were out on Thursday evening. I'm in 3/3. That's the same class as Sharan,Yanyan,Natasha,Rachel,Huixin and a few more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this message a few hours ago from Nadia; Saw this guy with long curly blonde hair tied into a ponytail. It was really hot so he LIFTED UP HIS FUCKING SHIRT TO WIPE OFF SWEAT OR SMTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lucky woman! I got my share of hotties down at Orchard ROad but &lt;em&gt;none of them&lt;/em&gt; lifted up their shirts! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharan's off to India tomorrow. Have a good time girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the big teams are playing tomorrow in the epl. Chelsea and Man United are at 10.55pm and Liverpool and Arsenal are at 1.10 and 1.30am respectively. Why is it that Arsenal and Liverpool &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; play at the same time? Argh! Arsenal's against Newcastle so most likely Arsenal will WIN. Hopefully Liverpool wins too. Goooo XABI! And Stevie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving for NZ on the 25th. (Xabier's b'day!) Nadia and Sharan will have to update me on the epl. I'm missing Arsenal vs Chelsea! That just sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on the epl coming up in my next post. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116376992217580686?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116376992217580686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116376992217580686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116376992217580686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116376992217580686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/11/3e3-here-i-come.html' title='3e3... Here i come'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116349514328824262</id><published>2006-11-14T00:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:25:58.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A-R-S-E-N-A-L... ARSENAL!!!</title><content type='html'>Arsenal won baby! haha! Ok, i feel bad for liverpool (Poor Xabier! And Stevie!) But Arsenal won which is so awesome. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i came across this blog the other day. I finally found a fellow spain supporter! I mean, it's not everyday that you come across a spain supporter. On the other hand, you can find England or Brasil supporters &lt;em&gt;everywhere&lt;/em&gt;! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class allocations were supposed to be posted on our school website today. Is it up yet? Nooooo! It's been postponed to Friday. I actually forgot about the whole class allocation thing until Sharan reminded me yesterday. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharan, Nadia and i went to Marina Square yesterday. We watched 'The Covenant' again. I totally love Pogue(Tyler Kitsch). He's so effing &lt;em&gt;hot. &lt;/em&gt;Nadia and Sharan are totally in love with Caleb(Steven Strait). After the movie we hung out at Starbucks, comparing hot footballers to hot actors. Haha! Nadia actually prefers Steven Strait to Xabier Alonso. I could not believe that. Reason: Xabi's too old. Who cares how old he is woman! He's still HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After debating about guys, we went to sign up for Spanish lessons. It's starting on the 27th December. I'm gonna know how to speak Spanish. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena (Torres) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116349514328824262?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116349514328824262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116349514328824262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116349514328824262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116349514328824262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/11/r-s-e-n-l-arsenal.html' title='A-R-S-E-N-A-L... ARSENAL!!!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116307712810454472</id><published>2006-11-09T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T04:58:48.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STEP UP-MOVIE OF THE DECADE!</title><content type='html'>I really LOVED the movie Step Up. It is seriously the movie of the &lt;em&gt;decade. &lt;/em&gt;I watched it twice already. Enjoyed it even more the second time. I am totally gonna buy the dvd. It's out in December i think. Nadia bought the Soundtrack. I wanted to buy it but Nadia's gonna burn it for me. Yay! Haha! Yeah, Step Up is a movie about dance. But the songs are great too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that there were no dance doubles used in Step Up. That means that the main characters could &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; dance. How awesome is that! That means that CHANNING TATUM CAN DANCE! Hahahaha! He is THE hottest guy alive. For now anyway. Hahaha! Don't get me wrong though. I am still positively &lt;em&gt;in love &lt;/em&gt;with Fernando Torres. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 'The Covenant' after 'Step Up' today. (Yep, 2 movies in a day) The Covenant was okay i guess. The plot was pretty interesting but i guess, they didn't know how to make a good story out of it. The best part of the movie was that the main characters were friggin' &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt;! Seriously. There was also this one scene where they were in the locker room. And some of the main characters and some other random guys were &lt;em&gt;butt naked&lt;/em&gt;. It was like... heaven. Hahaha! They only showed the guys' butts though. Nothing else... *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a David Beckham and Arsenal calender. The David one is fucking HOT. lol! Nadia and Sharan bought the Liverpool one and Man United one respectively. So, i'm the only one with 2 calenders for next year. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for today. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all!&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116307712810454472?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116307712810454472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116307712810454472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116307712810454472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116307712810454472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/11/step-up-movie-of-decade.html' title='STEP UP-MOVIE OF THE DECADE!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116290844073573905</id><published>2006-11-07T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T06:07:21.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid quiz</title><content type='html'>I miss somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;I do not watch tv these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;I have tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have changed mentally over the last year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I curse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm totally smart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost and scarfree.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi.&lt;br /&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have at least one sibling. &lt;/em&gt;(An older, hot brother! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like the way I look. &lt;/em&gt;(i'm fat!)&lt;br /&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy window shopping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/em&gt; (OMG!! I seriously wish i could dance!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;/em&gt; (i'm allergic to some sorta medicine! i don't even know what it's name is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot to learn. &lt;/strong&gt;(Like SPANISH... And HOW TO DANCE!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm shy around members of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/strong&gt; (And i love it ;)&lt;br /&gt;I own the South Park movie.&lt;br /&gt;I would die for my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is aweson because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy at this moment!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/em&gt; (i'm fat... remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/em&gt; (belly piercing!)&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/em&gt; (Lol! i wish i HAD a goal...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/em&gt; (guitar)&lt;br /&gt;I worked at Mcdonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think water rules.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went college out of state&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like sausages.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither.&lt;/em&gt; (That would be so cool)&lt;br /&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;br /&gt;I still have every journal I've written in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;/strong&gt; (sometimes.. according to my mom)&lt;br /&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;br /&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't stand at least one person that I work with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people to do this: NADIA!!! And 4 other random people who wanna do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116290844073573905?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116290844073573905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116290844073573905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116290844073573905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116290844073573905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/11/stupid-quiz.html' title='stupid quiz'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116254222000097601</id><published>2006-11-02T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T01:00:33.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some quiz</title><content type='html'>7 songs in your mind now:&lt;br /&gt;1 Piel de chocolate- Maria Isabel&lt;br /&gt;2 La Pared- Shakira&lt;br /&gt;3 No Me Ames- JLo &amp;amp; Mark Anthony&lt;br /&gt;4Lady Marmalade-Christina,Pink,Missy Elliot,Mya,Lil Kim&lt;br /&gt;5 My Love- Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;6 I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing- Aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;7 Dilemma- Nelly feat. Kelly Rowland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 important people in your life:&lt;br /&gt;Er, i have more than 7. HAHA! My family and ALL MY FRIENDS! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 singers you love:&lt;br /&gt;1 Justin Timberlake (he's hot!)&lt;br /&gt;2 Jon Bon Jovi (hot too! and has a voice u can totally fall in love with!)&lt;br /&gt;3 Christina Aguilera (way better than britney "federline")&lt;br /&gt;4 Shakira&lt;br /&gt;5 Shayne Ward&lt;br /&gt;6 Chad Kroeger (Nickelback's lead singer)&lt;br /&gt;7 Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things you did yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;1 Went to the beach for 2/9 class gathering&lt;br /&gt;2 Ate at Subway&lt;br /&gt;3 Went bowling&lt;br /&gt;4 Went to the arcade&lt;br /&gt;5 Played 'stress' with Preaw. (i beat her!)&lt;br /&gt;6 Played twister on the beach&lt;br /&gt;7 Went online at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things you have to do today:&lt;br /&gt;erm...&lt;br /&gt;1 Read my book! (the mediator 6)&lt;br /&gt;2 Blog about the class gathring&lt;br /&gt;3 Watch Survivor (Goooo Latino!!!)&lt;br /&gt;4 Ask my daddy for money :)&lt;br /&gt;5 Rip a few Cds&lt;br /&gt;6 Wash my hair&lt;br /&gt;7 erm.. sleep? hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people you always SMS:&lt;br /&gt;1 Nadia&lt;br /&gt;2 Sharan&lt;br /&gt;3 Eugene(most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;4 Ttk&lt;br /&gt;5 Rachel&lt;br /&gt;6 Victoria(sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;7 Preawwanit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 websites you always visit:&lt;br /&gt;1 Hotmail&lt;br /&gt;2 Blogger&lt;br /&gt;3 E!online&lt;br /&gt;4 Random sites with HOT footballer icons n pics&lt;br /&gt;5 Premier league&lt;br /&gt;6 Arsenal website&lt;br /&gt;7 Other people's blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people to do this:&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who wants to do it. NADIA! i'm forcing u to do it. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116254222000097601?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116254222000097601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116254222000097601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116254222000097601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116254222000097601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-quiz.html' title='Some quiz'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116221547776885801</id><published>2006-10-30T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T05:43:05.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prestige...</title><content type='html'>Vivocity is &lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt;. Seriously huge. I went there today and i didn't even see half the mall yet. Most of the shops are open. They have gap! And Zara! And La Senza! And Ben&amp;amp;Jerrys! Haha! It is a really cool place. Like, you can spend the whole day there. Malls like Plaza Singapura absolutely &lt;em&gt;cannot &lt;/em&gt;measure up to Vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched 'The Prestige' with Sharan,Nadia and Ttk today.(i'm almost always with them) It was a very good film. It's one of those movies you do not see everyday. I loved it. I don't mind watching it again. So if any of you need someone to accompany you to that movie, you know who to call. :) Some of you may find the story predictable. I didn't though. Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a new phone. &lt;em&gt;Finally&lt;/em&gt;! I got the LG Chocolate. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel's back from Italy and Switzerland. According to her, she saw many Torres lookalikes and other hot guys. NO FAIR! Argh! It's so ironic. I mean, someone who lives by hot people gets stuck here in Singapore while someone who doesn't even give a damn about hot guys gets to go to hot-guy heaven... &lt;em&gt;sigh. &lt;/em&gt;That's the circle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116221547776885801?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116221547776885801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116221547776885801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116221547776885801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116221547776885801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/10/prestige_30.html' title='The Prestige...'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116201758693965004</id><published>2006-10-27T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T23:54:12.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Espanol... YES!</title><content type='html'>Sharan, Nadia and Ttk came over yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadia called up some language centers to enquire about the Spanish courses. So it's either at North Bridge road or Raffles Place. This is so cool! I'm seriously gonna learn Espanol. I'm going with Sharan and Nadia. Victoria and Nat may join us. We're starting once i come back from NewZealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about NewZealand, my &lt;em&gt;dearest&lt;/em&gt; mother&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;wants to stay there for like, 3 whole weeks. That is simply ridiculous. I mean, who stays in NewZealand for THREE fucking weeks!? What do i do there for 3 weeks? Milk bloody cows?! Oh, and i'm gonna miss 4 Arsenal matches. 1 of them is against Chelsea. Chelsea! I so totally &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; to watch that match. There is epl in NewZealand but my parents will definately give me that you're-on-holiday-so-don't-waste-time-watching-tv lecture. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got Shakira's 'Fijacion Oral vol 1' album. The songs are really nice. Of course, i don't understand half the lyrics.(they're in spanish) But the music's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to vivocity on Monday. Are the shops all open already? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116201758693965004?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116201758693965004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116201758693965004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116201758693965004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116201758693965004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/10/espanol-yes.html' title='Espanol... YES!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116178085625457386</id><published>2006-10-25T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T05:54:16.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Espanol!</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna learn espanol. Yay! Haha! I'm serious. I'm gonna go for classes with Sharan and maybe Nadia and Vic. Sharan's mom is gonna find out more about spanish lessons and stuff. So yeah. Hopefully by this time next year i'll be able to understand and speak spanish: the HOT/SEXY language. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a little of the Real Madrid vs Barca match yesterday. My mom came up with this theory that Emerson was once Abdul Hussien from Pakistan and this Brazilian couple went to Pakistan to adopt him. And why did she come up with that theory? Simple. 'Cos Emerson looks very indian. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be having a class gathering on Friday. You know, since it's the final year and all. Some people want it at some restaurant. I guess that won't be possible. I mean, it is sorta retarded, having 41 people in a retaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i met Nadia and Sharan. Hung out for awhile and went over to my place. Ttk came too. Sharan's so in love with this song 'Piel de chocolate'. It's from this vid of Sergio and Fernando. It's a beautiful song. But i'm not as in love with it as Sha. She listens to it like 20 times a day! Haha! I like the song 'Alone' by Heart. If anyone has it PLEASE send it to me. I absolutely love love love love love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had this really well, nice dream last night. However, Chelsea player John Terry was in the 'nice dream'. HAHA! I will not go into detail but it felt... nice. And don't ask me why of all the people him 'cos i don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my new ambition is to be either a dealer in Vegas or a bartender. It's be cool! I know what you're thinking; What's wrong with Parveena. But it's be fun mixing drinks for people or watching people lose their money while gambling. Haha! It would be a fun and entertaining job but the pay wouldn't be that good. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go watch Grey's Anatomy now. CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&amp;Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116178085625457386?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116178085625457386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116178085625457386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116178085625457386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116178085625457386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/10/espanol.html' title='Espanol!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116167637035061490</id><published>2006-10-24T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T01:01:41.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!</title><content type='html'>Selamat hari raya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's cooking. Dad's doing last minute spring cleaning and i'm here blogging. Yep, i'm the most helpful daughter on earth. Haha! People are coming over later on. Hopefully no one my age or younger 'cos then, i can simply mind my own business and not entertain anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a holiday. Having a chillout session with Sharan, Nadia and Ttk. Yay! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we collected out report books and option forms for sec3. I did pretty horribly. Surprisingly my parents didn't nag or anything. Before opening the report card, my mom was like "God, please help me" and my dad laughed at her. :) Mom was really happy with science and tamil. Dad wasn't too impressed but i did improve since last year so he just told me to get 90+ next time. Yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filled in the option form. Mom told me to show her the form later cos she was tired. But i showed it to her anyway. Filled it up myself and told them what i chose and dad was like "Choose what u like and can score well in".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Thursday's the last day of school. Shangri-La!!! Actually, freedom was granted the day the exams were over but whatever. There's no need to wake up ridiculously early for the next 2months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i have something for soccer fans out there. &lt;a href="http://gprime.net/video.php/soccormishaps"&gt;http://gprime.net/video.php/soccormishaps&lt;/a&gt; Go ahead, laugh your head off. Even people who don't watch soccer will enjoy. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa love,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116167637035061490?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116167637035061490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116167637035061490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116167637035061490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116167637035061490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/10/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116150347510915968</id><published>2006-10-22T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:51:15.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liverpool VS Manchester United... NOO!!</title><content type='html'>It's been some time since my last post. My apologies. Nothing very interesting has happened so far though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's the last week of school. We have to go to school for like only 2 days. Monday and Thursday. I was planning to skip Monday but turns out i can't cos we'll be getting our option forms for sec3. 2 more days of secondary 2 life... That's kinda sad. It's like the last time we're gonna be together as a class. We also have things to look forward to next year so it ain't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Chelsea played against Portsmouth. Chelsea won. Yeah, &lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt; surprise.*rolls eyes* Nadia and Sharan were supporting Portsmouth and Niko Kranjcar, Portsmouth's new midfielder. My darling Ballack scored for Chelsea. I'm happy that he scored but, Chelsea won because of him. So that's not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool's playing Man Utd later. I hope liverpool wins. They have to! Arsenal's against Reading. I can't watch the match cos it's too late. But Arsenal will win. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there have been rumors that Xabi Alonso broke up with his girlfriend. I want those rumors to be true! HAHA! First, to Sharan's delight Ronaldo breaks up with his girl. Now Xabi! Yay! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning at 4 to watch Atletico Madrid vs Deportivo. Fernando's hair has grown a little. Haha! He got a yellow card for fouling someone. Well, Atletico lost 1-0. I guess i'll go mourn for Atletico. Hahaha! Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116150347510915968?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116150347510915968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116150347510915968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116150347510915968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116150347510915968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/10/liverpool-vs-manchester-united-noo.html' title='Liverpool VS Manchester United... NOO!!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116056653631774585</id><published>2006-10-11T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T04:35:36.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just 90cents for a great day</title><content type='html'>Here's how to have a great day for just 90-cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up late, watch a rerun of One Tree Hill, have lunch at home, take the bus to Yuthra's house,play x-box for 5h straight while crapping away with Yuthra and her lil bro and take the bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is exactly what i did today. Ok, i may suck at Fifa '06 but it was still fun! And I rocked for a beginner. HAHA! Scored my first goal with Klose for Germany. Cool huh! Lol! Scored my 2nd with Raul for Spain. I lost both matches though. Hey! Yuthra is a pro! Well, not really, but she &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; better than me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to catch the Germany vs Georgia repeat last night. Thanks to my darling Vic. I LOVE you vic! Haha! Podolski got sent off. He stomped on some dude's foot. Haha! My mom was like, "He should've head butted him instead..." HAHA! I was like, "Come on! Give Zizou a break!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey's Anatomy is on later at 9pm. Yay! Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you guys with a short post today. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, love, love,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116056653631774585?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116056653631774585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116056653631774585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116056653631774585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116056653631774585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-90cents-for-great-day.html' title='Just 90cents for a great day'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116047758076364569</id><published>2006-10-10T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T04:00:23.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Katie Holmes is set to play Victoria Beckham in a new biopic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 27-year-old is good friends with the former Spice girl.&lt;br /&gt;Holmes and her fiancé Tom Cruise are close friends with Victoria Beckham and her famous husband David Beckham, but while movie bosses were keen to cast the Batman Begins star, Cruise will not be playing Beckham because of their "marked physical differences."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie's fiancé Tom Cruise suggested the story of the football star's riseto fame to Paramount film studios before they ended his contract, and theyquickly optioned the film before parting ways with the 'Top Gun' star.Katie, 27, is said to be "moved" at the possibility of playing former SpiceGirl Victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An insider told Britain's Daily Star newspaper: "Tom has a brilliant graspof what the public want to see and thought David's story was wonderful."A football star emerges from humble origins, there's drama within thematches and romance in his love affair with Victoria at the height of herpop star fame. The quartet has become very close friends and the Beckhamswould only be happy about their story being used if Tom and Katie wereinvolved."Katie is perfect to play a young Posh and has been working on her accent."It is believed Tom could produce the film or advice on the script. A Britishactor is being lined up to play former England captain David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I guess it's true then. There is gonna be a movie about the fabulous life of &lt;em&gt;the &lt;/em&gt;David Beckham. I am SO gonna watch it. But filming hasn't even started yet so we'll have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that Posh and Katie have become good friends now. I found this in some celeb news webbie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long break seems to be due for new mum Katie Holmes, who ever since getting engaged to hunky actor Tom Cruise has missed out on enjoying her 'solitary' life in the company of her girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now new pal Victoria Beckhams is said to have provided her the opportunity to enjoy a girlie break in Paris - with no kids allowed. The pair became close through Posh and Becks' friendship with Katie's fiancé Tom Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They have been in touch every few days since Suri was born. Victoria thought Katie could do with a couple of days of 'me' time to indulge herself. Katie is very excited about the trip," the Mirror quoted a source close to Katie, as saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former Spice Girl, 33, has front-row seats for the best of this week's fashion shows in the French capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria's two-day itinerary also includes designer shopping trips and exclusive pampering sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Katie, 27 - who gave birth to Cruise's daughter Suri in April has already reached Paris, mum-of-three Victoria will join her on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Holmes is one lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYEs are finally over. I can't explain how relieved i am. I'm totally free! Well, for now. When i get my dreadful results back i'm toast. Well, i'm fully booked for this whole week. Except tomorrow. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to buy "The Omen" vcd today. The old version. Not the new one. The new one was literally crap. The old one, according to my parents and Sha's mom is &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;scary. I thought of watching it during the 2 sleepovers i have this week. But it was NC-16 so i couldn't purchase it. Bloody cashier. I mean, it's not like i was buying porn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gery's Anatomy 2 starts tomorrow on Star World. However, i still want the dvd set 'cos i'm very sure that i'll be missing at least 2 episodes during my trip to NZ. Right now i am like, in love with the Man Utd song, 'Glory Glory Man Utd'. HAHA! It may be retarded to some of you but i find it really... Cute! Lol! I can totally imagine Rio Ferdinand singing it. :) Sharan imagines Rooney singing it. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all for you loyal readers of my blog(i don't think there are much of you out there though. HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116047758076364569?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116047758076364569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116047758076364569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116047758076364569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116047758076364569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/10/katie-holmes-is-set-to-play-victoria.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-116021693438248349</id><published>2006-10-07T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T03:35:52.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed,pissed,tired</title><content type='html'>I totally screwed up math. Like, seriously. There may be a slight posibility of me passing paper 1. But definately not paper 2. It was &lt;em&gt;hell.&lt;/em&gt; I think Mrs Pang is just plain evil. My dad is like, expecting me to get an A for math. Fuckface! Here i'm praying for at least a pass and my dad's expecting 80. Like some people would say, "Go fly kite!". Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was complaining about math on Friday. I think everyone was so stressed up that they had to losen up. And where to TKGians go to destress? Parkway Parade of course! There were &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; of girls clad in green in Parkway. Chanel counted more than 20. Preaw,Rachel (Wong),Sha and i had KFC for lunch and headed to CoffeeBean. Rach was re-doing the math paper to see if she got one of the questions right. Idiot. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coffee we went to minitoons cos Rach wanted gummies. We bought like $6 worth of gummies. We saw Kareena at the Charles and Keith sale. She was with her aunt. Kareena's planning to kill Mrs Pang. I agreed to help. Haha! Stopped over at Singtel before leaving. Preaw wanted to decide on what phone she wanted. I'm so totally getting the LG chocolate. Rachel wants it too. I'm still getting it though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i'm listening to Nickleback. They absolutely rock. The lyrics to the song 'If everyone cared' are fantastic. Actually, all Nickleback lyrics are very meaningful. Well, all except 'Animals'. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If Everyone Cared- Nickleback&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From underneath the trees, we watch the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Confusing stars for satellites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I never dreamed that you'd be mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But here we are, we're here tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Singing Amen, I, I'm alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Singing Amen, I, I'm alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we'd see the day when nobody died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I'm singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amen I, Amen I, I'm alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amen I, Amen I, Amen I, I'm alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And in the air the fireflies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our only light in paradise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We'll show the world they were wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And teach them all to sing along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Singing Amen, I, I'm alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Singing Amen, I, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we'd see the day when nobody died&lt;br /&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we'd see the day when nobody died &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And as we lie beneath the stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We realize how small we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If they could love like you and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Imagine what the world could be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we'd see the day when nobody died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We'd see the day, we'd see the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When nobody died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We'd see the day, we'd see the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When nobody died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We'd see the day when nobody died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-116021693438248349?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/116021693438248349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=116021693438248349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116021693438248349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/116021693438248349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/10/depressedpissedtired.html' title='Depressed,pissed,tired'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115995569368416111</id><published>2006-10-04T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T03:04:29.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FYEs</title><content type='html'>FYEs are here. Argh! I always tell myself that i'm gonna study but instead, what do i do? Wait till the last minute. Typical me. Yesterday Sharan,Rachel Wong,Victoria,Chanel and i went to Coffee Bean to study Science. We decided to go through physics. Sharan and Rachel were like "I'm gonna die! I don't understand anything!!". They didn't even know that some of the pages existed in the textbook. Victoria called her friend to find out the formula for current and all that shit. Chanel was kinda retarded. She was like "We should study. Don't talk. Anyone who goes out of point 5 times owes us all a drink." In the end Chanel was the one going out of point the most. Haha! I mean, she went to minitoons to buy some keychain. She made Rach borrow money from some girl from her class just so that she could get the keychain. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And Victoria's theory about enzymes is true. Plant enzymes are sold to reduce weight. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally understood electricity. I think all of us did. So at about 6, we headed home. I cabbed home with Chanel; Using someone else's cash. HAHA!(Rach helped me get some cash from the same girl Chanel borrowed cash from) Reached home, showered, and did more Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to catch a bit of One Tree Hill. Then, i had a conference call with Sharan and Rachel. We did sound together over the phone and went to bed around 10. Damn! I was so tired that i just knocked off once my head touched the pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Science was fine i guess. I can't tell if i did good or bad. I rather not know. After the paper i went for brunch with Nat,Sharan,Rachel Wong and Rachel Yong. Nat's evil laughter is scary! HAHA! Seriously. Sharan and Rachel Y recorded it and if i'm not wrong they actually use it as their ringtones. Hahaha! After lunch we Rach W and i went to Sharan's house. Studied a bit of History. Well, i didn't really absorb much but, it was fun. We ate a whole tub of Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's. Chocolate chip cookie dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that Rachel Wong is really adorable. HAHAHA! Ok, might seem unbelievable but she is. I mean, she looks like this tough chic on the outside but she's actually like, cute. I don't really know how to explain it. Sharan agrees with me though. :P It's like, Rachel does this thing with her lips. It's kinda like a pout but it's... well, it's cute. HAHA! You rock Rachel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i gotta go cram all about Lee Kuan Yew and all. So, ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa love,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115995569368416111?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115995569368416111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115995569368416111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115995569368416111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115995569368416111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/10/fyes.html' title='FYEs'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115970521632524149</id><published>2006-10-01T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T05:20:16.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I actually studied history today with Sha,Nadia and Ttk. I absorbed quite a bit. :) Nadia showed me the Stevie G and Xabi kiss. It was &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt;. Seriously! Stevie looked really cute and Xabi looked hot &lt;em&gt;as usual.&lt;/em&gt; I watched it like a million times. After that we watched a few other clips of Xabi. I am like seriously in love with Xabi now. Haha! Yesterday i literally &lt;em&gt;drooled&lt;/em&gt; at the mere sound of his voice. HAHA! Yeah, i'm deprived... But hey, i'm not the only one spazzing like crazy. Nadia and Sharan are crazy in love with him too.lol! We saw this picture of Xabi and his bro. His bro is hot too! Xabi's hotter though. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movin on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Madrid's playing Atletico Madrid today at midnight. I can't catch the match. Crap! I'm so totally gonna watch the repeat. Like duh! I'll go with Real for this one even though i love both clubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schumacher won the Chinese Grand Prix. I didn't watch it yet but i saw it on channel news asia. I didn't wanna know but my eyes just had to wander to the screen. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Yesterday Sharan called me to tell me that Man Utd was going on tour to Malaysia. She was VERY happy. Hahaha! She's planning to go to Malaysia to meet her darling Ronaldo. I think i'd go too. I mean, i'd get to meet RIO! And Park! Hahahah! If only Liverpool or Arsenal could go on tour too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's epl matches were great! Arsenal won! Haha! Thanks to Van Persie. Chelsea drew with Aston Villa. That's a good thing! If Aston Villa won they would have gone up the chart. Liverpool lost. Damn! That really sucked! Bloody Bolton. 2-0!!!! Argh! Xabi had quite a few shots on goal. Kyut started bleeding. His whole head was like red! It looked like he was involved in some car accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. Gonna catch the repeat of F1. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&amp;amp;Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115970521632524149?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115970521632524149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115970521632524149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115970521632524149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115970521632524149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-actually-studied-history-today-with.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115936108801367718</id><published>2006-09-27T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T05:14:53.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Rachee</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty awesome. I found out that Arsenal beat Porto, 2-0 in the Champions League. ManU won too. They beat Benfica 1-0. Yuthra was reaction-less, &lt;em&gt;as usual.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was kind of eventless. Except for lit and the dumbass IPP thingy. During Lit, Mdm Haryati gave us some time to do self study. No one studied. Duh... Preaw was spazzing about Mr See to &lt;em&gt;Mdm Haryati&lt;/em&gt;! HAHA! She was like "Can u find out what else Mr See taches and how long he's gonna be here!". Later on, I told Mdm Haryati to find out if Mr John's son is hot. lol. I told her to go to his desk and see if there's any picture of Michael. Sadly, Mr John doesn't have a proper table yet. Bummer. Then, Yuthra told Mdm Haryati about her dream of Michael Ballack,David Beckham and Shah Rukh Kahn. Damn! Lit was &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPP is some sorta emergency drill if there is ever poisonous gas released in Singapore. lol. I was in charge of one window. We did a crappy job with all the windows. However, the "hand-made" toilet was 'beautiful'. HAHAH!! It was really nice actually. HAHA! Charmaine,WeiHui and April sat in the toilet while waiting for the whole IPP thing to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to The Coffee Bean in Parkway with Sharan, Yanyan and Rachel Wong to study after school. I studied a bit of science. Now i know what &lt;em&gt;ZIFT,GIFT, IUI&lt;/em&gt; and all that means. HAHA! Most of the time Rachel and i were goofing around. Yanyan was telling us lame jokes that weren't funny &lt;em&gt;at all.&lt;/em&gt; They were just plain stupid. And Yan kept laughing at her own jokes. Shar found the jokes funny. &lt;em&gt;Seriously&lt;/em&gt;? HAHA! One of the jokes was like... What do u call an indian man falling off a cliff? .... Nightfall. Do you geddit?? I didn't. I mean, the man could be fat, thus covering the sun... Right? Rach thought so too. GMTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan lest for tuition around 4pm. Then, Shar,Rach and i decided to buy gummies from Minitoons. I had the sudden urge to eat nutella. So i bought 1. HAHA! Hey! Nutella's really good when u feel like having chocolate. I mean, it's really cheap! And i managed to get rid of all my 5-cent coins when i bought the Nutella. Went back to Coffee Bean and ate our gummies. Rach and i ate the gummies with nutella. It ROCKS! I'm serious. Shar made Rach eat some sour gummies. Rach's face was really cute! She can't stand sour stuff. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're getting to stressed out now. 'Cos while eating gummies, Rachel started 'dissecting' a gummy worm. And i helped. HAHA! Totally retarded. I know. While dissecting the gummy worm, it stuck to my finger. I tried to pull it out but i couldn't. So i like, shook my hand and the gummy flew all the way to the next cafe. HAHAHA!!! That was hilarious. Rach and i also started biting the heads off the gummy bears.LOL! First we bit off the head, then arms then legs and finally the torso. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile we got bored of toturing little gummies so we headed home. I walked back to Shar's crib so that i could borrow cash to cab home. Came home to find nobody at home. Parents were out for dinner. I'm eating left over noodles now. I don't think i'll be catching the Liverpool Champions League match later. I'll just watch the repeat. Hopefully &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; Xabi scores! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, English is this Friday. So i guess i wouldn't be blogging for awhile. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huggies,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115936108801367718?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115936108801367718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115936108801367718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115936108801367718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115936108801367718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/09/crazy-rachee.html' title='Crazy Rachee'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115919071988804641</id><published>2006-09-25T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T06:25:21.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marvelous Monday!</title><content type='html'>Today was an awesome Monday. It was soooo much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During recess, Vic came up with this &lt;em&gt;brilliant&lt;/em&gt; idea; Order Macdonalds for lunch. So between 5th and 6th period, Vic, Shar and I had an "illegal gathering" in the toilet. Vic called Macs and ordered our food and told the dude to deliver the food at 1.50pm. Then, around 1.35, the delivery guy smsed Vic saying that he was waiting outside the school. So, when the bell rang, Vic, Shar and I rushed out to get our food. The poor guy had to wait for us for like 20mins. He was really nice about it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate our lunch in the canteen. People were kinda looking at us. :X Yan and Rachel Wong joined us. Yan was like "Wah Wah Wah... Macdonalds!" HAHA! And Rachel was like "Wah lau! You all ar... Why never buy for me?". LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math remedial was cancelled. So Sharan,Yan and I went to 2/5 to wait for Rach and Vic who were taking some stupid surveys. Vic took like&lt;em&gt; forever&lt;/em&gt; to complete the damn surveys. While waiting for her, I showed Rach,Yan and Shar this ledge on the 2nd story of the circular block. We decided to jump down, onto the ledge. It was really funny. I mean, people were looking at us. We sat there for awhile. Then i went to get my handphone which i left in 2/5. Sharan followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were going back to that ledge thingy, we saw Rach and Yan coming back. They said that some prefects saw them on the ledge, that's why they left. So we grabbed our stuff and Vic's stuff (vic was &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; taking the survey) and made our way to the canteen. On the way there, we were stopped by a prefect and she asked us who were the poeple sitting on the ledge. We were like, "Rach and Yan". The prefect asked why and i was like, "I dropped something on the ledge so Rach n Yan helped me get it. Then the prefect was like, but we saw people &lt;em&gt;sitting&lt;/em&gt; on the ledge. Then Rach laughed and was like "No cos Yan fell on her butt". Then the prefect was like,"Ok then, next time get someone to help you, cos you're not allowed to climb onto the ledge." HAHA!! It was hilarious! We laughed all the way to the canteen. Hey! There's nothing wrong with little white lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria joined us after a while. Then we sat down to study. I didn't study. As usual. Sharan and Rach were studying. Yanyan was reading a book and Vic was checking if we brought down all her stuff. Vic left around 4.30 and then i left soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished studying &lt;em&gt;properly&lt;/em&gt; for the first time this term. It was a really productive 2hrs. Studied science. Chemistry. Next i have to do Bio and Physics and i'm done for Science! So i just need like 2 more days. Maybe 3h each day? Ok, the thing about me is that i can &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; force myself to study. I just can't. I won't be able to study properly if i force myself to. But when i feel like studying then i'll study rerally well and everything goes in. Like today, I felt like studying and now i'm good to go for Chemistry. Also, i don't take forever to revise one subject. So that way, i'm fine. Problem is, I hardly &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; like studying so, i guess i gotta learn to... i don't know, feel like studying more often? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for my Marvelous Monday. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115919071988804641?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115919071988804641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115919071988804641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115919071988804641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115919071988804641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/09/marvelous-monday.html' title='Marvelous Monday!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115907432442970408</id><published>2006-09-23T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:05:26.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiest gal alive</title><content type='html'>I am, without a doubt, the happiest girl alive right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal are back! They beat Sheffield Utd 3-0 yesterday. Now Arsenal is in the top half of the epl charts. Yay! And Manchester Utd drew with Reading. :) Sharan's esctatic that Ronaldo scored the equaliser for ManU. Yuthra... Never really reacts strongly in situations like this. And i wonder how Mr John feels....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason for my happiness is Liverpool's win over Tottenham. The score; 3-0 as well. The first half of the game was a bore. But the second half was very eventful. All 3 goals were conceded during the second half.  On top of that, Stevie G fell on his fans. HAHA! He was running really fast at the end of the field and couldn't stop in time, so he jumped over the barrier(where they put up all the ads) and fell onto the Liverpool fans sitting in front. And "Stevie G was saved thanks to... THE LIVERPOOL FANS!" HAHA! And the fans weren't like "Omg! This is awesome! Steven Gerrard is falling on me!!". They actually looked genuinely concerned about Stevie. Plus, throughout the whole match, the camera kept closing up on Xabi Alonso! He looked utterly sexy. He looked hot even when he spat! hahaha! He got subbed around the 84th minute though. But the camera closed up on him in the bench. He looked so model-like. &lt;em&gt;Seriously. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame that Xabi doesn't model for Calvin Klein, Pepe, Police or whatever. I mean, Xabi would make a great model. I think he could seriously model for Giorgio Armani sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, finals are approaching at astonishing speed. English's this Friday. I'm toast. Now the teachers are giving us clues on what to expect in the paper. So far Mdm Seah has been the most obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We got test you on structure of the rainforest in the,ah... previous test righ. Ah..So now it is ah, very ah, obvious righ... now we will test u on the what... the the... appearance of the, ah... coniferous and the deciduous forest lah, ah. Common sense righ? ah.. righ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so people, study the appearance of the coniferous and deciduous forests. It will most likely be tested, according to Mdm Seah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all... For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115907432442970408?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115907432442970408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115907432442970408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115907432442970408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115907432442970408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/09/happiest-gal-alive.html' title='Happiest gal alive'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115858629071269757</id><published>2006-09-18T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T06:41:24.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIM?!?</title><content type='html'>Today was one of the best mondays i've had in a long time. Even math was somewhat bearable. The very first thing i heard in school was that &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; Arsenal won the match against ManU. 1-0. That was so awesome i cannot find the words describe how i felt. It was like, someone had just risen from the dead! HAHA! Sharan and Yuthra were just some of the people who were utterly upset by that outcome. At first i didn't want to know the score or whatever. But Puja kept dropping hints so i kinda figured and when Shivani saw me, she screamed "ARSENAL WON!!". So yeah, now i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Victoria, Kareena and I trotted over to Videoworld. On the way, Shivani was llike "I love Vistoria!". Gosh, she can be a total retard at times. Victoria refused to eat and started philosophizing about eating, puking then making your metobalism rate higher. HAHA! I ate a kitkat for lunch. Then we headed back for math remedial. I've realised that i learn a lot more in math remedial than in class. People in math remedial are just so fun! Sharan joined in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharan,Vic,Yanyan,Rachel Wong and i went to the canteen to study after. That 'study session' was not a productive one &lt;em&gt;at all.&lt;/em&gt; Well, it wasn't for me. I don't know about the rest. We got sick of studying so we went to Parkway. Had coffee bean. Victoria finally ate, with some fuss about her weight... Of course. HAHA!We were chatting about footballers. It's like the only thing i talk about nowadays! And i'm not getting sick of it. Victoria was asking questions like, "Who's more screwable, Xabi,Cesc or Fernando?" Sharan, Vic and i were like.. ALONSO!!! HAHA! He is so bloody hot! OH! And Victoria can actually remember the whole German and England squad &lt;em&gt;by number.&lt;/em&gt; All 23 of them! Damn. After coffee bean, we headed over to popular and bought some stationery for the fast-approaching exams. After that i cabbed home, dropping Sharan home on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cab ride was &lt;em&gt;scary&lt;/em&gt;. Seriously. The bloody driver was zooming all the way! And there's construction work going on around Paya Lebar and the roads are fucked up. Still, the cabby like flew all the way. My heart was like in my mouth. And not in the good way like when you're on a roller-coaster. And the cabby was muttering "Jesus Christ" under his breath. I guess he was supposed to go somewhere after dropping me off or something. He hardly stepped on the break. Even at corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home alive so thank god. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Yuthra metioned her dream about Beckham,Ballack and Shah Rukh Khan to me today. It was hillarious! It goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David beckham was driving to the hospital and spotted Shah Rukh &lt;em&gt;cutting trees.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becks: What are u doin??&lt;br /&gt;Shah Rukh: Cutting trees! Duh!&lt;br /&gt;Becks: Oh ok, my wife Victoria's giving birth to my daughter right now. Wanna come to the hospital with me?&lt;br /&gt;Shah Rukh:Sure! Do you know what you're gonna name her?&lt;br /&gt;Becks:Oh yes... Jukujulah'&lt;br /&gt;Shah Rukh: Jukujulah Beckham?!&lt;br /&gt;Becks:Yeah! Come on! Let's go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shah Rukh joins Becks and both go to the hospital. When the both of them reach the hospital, the see Michael Ballack pacing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becks:What are u doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Ballack:Why can't i be here? This ain't you're grandfather's hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then, Baby Jukujulah is brought out to where Becks,Ballack and Shah Rukh are... Surprisingly, baby Jukujulah looks like Ballack and not Becks. Becks is furious and Becks and Ballack start having a ist fight. Baby Jukujulah, now in Shah Rukh's arms, starts crying. To stop her from crying, Shah Rukh starts dancing the&lt;br /&gt;bhangra. (An indian dance which is very lively, imagine someone dancing like that in the middle of a fist fight, holding a baby named Jukujulah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, sometimes people have the weirdest dreams! I'll leave you guys with this for now. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115858629071269757?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115858629071269757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115858629071269757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115858629071269757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115858629071269757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/09/tgim.html' title='TGIM?!?'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115848206072240575</id><published>2006-09-17T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T01:34:20.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random quiz...</title><content type='html'>Ok people. I know some of you hate or are too lazy to read these quizzes on blogs. Sorry, blame Preaw. HAHA! She &lt;em&gt;made&lt;/em&gt; me do this. SO here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. single, taken or crushing? Single and crushing!&lt;br /&gt;2. are you happy with your life now? It could be better&lt;br /&gt;3. when you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him fast? I haven't met the right person yet.&lt;br /&gt;4. have you ever had your heartbroken? Nope&lt;br /&gt;5. do you believe there are some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable? No. Nada.&lt;br /&gt;6. would you take someone back if he cheats on you? Depends&lt;br /&gt;7. have you talk bout marriage with another before? For fun, yes&lt;br /&gt;8. do you wan children? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;9. how many? 2 or 3&lt;br /&gt;10. would you consider adoption? Most probably not&lt;br /&gt;11. if someone liked you right now,what do you think is the best way to let you know his feelings? Just tell me&lt;br /&gt;12. do you enjoy getting into relationships? I don't know yet&lt;br /&gt; 13. be honest. what is the furthest you and your ex did? I never had an ex&lt;br /&gt;14. do you believe in love at first sight? Yeah i guess&lt;br /&gt;15. are you romantic? Yep&lt;br /&gt;16. do you believe you can change someone? It's up to that person to change so, no.&lt;br /&gt;17. if you could married him somewhere,where would it be? In a very grand hotel&lt;br /&gt;18. do you easily give in when you are fighting? Depends on who i'm fighting with&lt;br /&gt;19. do you have feelings for someone right now? Uh huh.. (guess who!) haha&lt;br /&gt;20. have you ever wished that you could have had someone but you messed it up? Errr.. no?&lt;br /&gt;21. have you ever broken a heart? Maybe 1.&lt;br /&gt;22. if one day your best friend falls in love with the guy you're deeply in love with, what would you do? Wow.. I don't know. I guess it's up to him to decide who he wants. Don't worry, i'm not the type who'll kill my best friend. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;23. are you missing someone now? Nope, don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharan, Nadia and Ttk &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;to do this. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115848206072240575?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115848206072240575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115848206072240575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115848206072240575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115848206072240575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-quiz.html' title='Random quiz...'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115847668321494674</id><published>2006-09-16T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:13:16.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are nearing and i'm still not studying. Typical me; Just waiting till the last minute and when it finally arrives, i freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an exceptionally good day at school on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Preawwanit who is so in love with Mr See, couldn't wait for P.E. to start.&lt;/span&gt; We started on Handball. It was fun. According to Preawwanit, he was watching us play and was 'enjoying it'. Oh, and i found out that he used to play soccer. He used to play as either a midfielder or striker. That made Preaw fall in love with him even more. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For music Mrs Will made us study so i took that time to finish up my tuition homework which was due ages ago. Mrs T didn't come so we had Legacy and English free. During Eng, Mrs Sin came over to relief our class. Thinking there was no teacher in the class, Shivani walked in pushing up her boobs shouting "Do they look enhanced?!". The whole class started laughing. Even Mrs Sin made a few jokes about that &lt;em&gt;incident&lt;/em&gt;. Gosh, i think i would have died if i were Shivani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school i went to parkway with Yuthra and Shivani. We didn't really do much. Just hung out for awhile and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on Arsenal vs ManU and Liverpool vs Chelsea. I'm hoping Arsenal and Liverpool win but ManU and Chelsea look strong. I will not be able to watch Arsenal vs ManU. That sucks. Argh! No fair! Haha. Let's just hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all i have for you. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115847668321494674?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115847668321494674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115847668321494674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115847668321494674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115847668321494674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/09/exams-are-nearing-and-im-still-not.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115815514492118291</id><published>2006-09-13T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T06:54:40.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love sharan</title><content type='html'>I LOVE Sharan! hahaha! She found a few Fernando Torres fansites for me. There were photo gallaries FULL of his pictures. It was like heaven on earth! :) I caught the Atletico vs Valencia match the other day. My darling Fernando got&lt;em&gt; sent off! &lt;/em&gt;For absolutely nothing. I mean, yeah i'm a Fernando fan but he seriously got sent off for nothing. The ref issued him a yellow card thinking that he tripped the goalie when he did not. And when Fernando aregued with the ref, he got a red card. Fernando was &lt;em&gt;pissed.&lt;/em&gt; Well, who wouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I'm leaving for New Zealand on 22nd Nov and returning on 12th Dec. I'm 'flying emirates'. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's a Man-U vs Arsenal epl match this weekend. Sharan and i are gonna be screaming at each other on the phone. I'm sure she'll be like "Omg, Ronaldo's so hot. He should win!!! Gooo ManU!" and I'll be like "Arsenal BETTER WIN! Gosh! Can't they be pathetic some other day??" Hahaha! I'm kinda expecting ManU to take this one. I mean, Arsenal are not in good form at all. And ManU is looking very good. Well, lets just hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Mr John came to teach us lit. He's pretty good i guess. We found out that he grew up in Manchester and obviously his favourite team is..... ManU. He also has a 21 year-old son, Michael. The first question that popped into my head was, "Is Michael hot?" HAHA! But obviously i did not ask Mr John that. But i'm very sure that i was not the only one who wanted to ask that question. I wonder what his reaction would be... HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all my loyal blog-readers. lol. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv y'all, Parveena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115815514492118291?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115815514492118291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115815514492118291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115815514492118291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115815514492118291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-sharan.html' title='i love sharan'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115771966940377985</id><published>2006-09-08T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T06:54:48.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am absolutely in love with Shayne Ward's "No Promises" (Nadiawhoispostingforpar: I love it too so you better send if you geddit); so if any of you guys have it, please send it to me. The video is really good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went out with Sharan, Nadia and Ttk on Wednesday. We watched Love wrecked. It was an okay movie. It wasn't all that (Nadia: it was one of the stupidest movies ever). After the movie we went to DQ and got some blizzards and headed to Takashimaya. Nadia wanted to go to Kinokuniya cos she had a $50 voucher. But being the very smart girl she is, she forgot to bring it. No comment (Nadia: OI being absent-minded has NOTHING to do with muh intelligence VOKAY?!). We still went to Kinokuniya. Saw a few good books, but I didn't want to break my 50-dollar note so I didn't get them. Lol. Ttk mentioned that he wants to start reading books instead of comics. Sharan recommended that he start with chic books because, quote, "almost all the books in the world are chic books". Hahaha! Then, we moved on to the first level where they had this sale. We saw some very cool but kinda expensive shades. However I did see some 100-dollar D&amp;amp;G shades. I’m not very sure of how genuine they are though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Sharan, Nadia and Ttk headed home and I made my way to The Paragon to meet my folks. Window-shopped for a bit then headed out. On my way out of The Paragon, I saw 2 sizzlin' hot guys. They were standing just outside of Gucci, greeting people who were entering or leaving. Gosh! They looked FINE! My mom agreed and mind you, my mom has pretty good taste. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I woke up at 9 to watch Spain vs Northern Ireland. Spain lost! They were leading, but fell to David Healy's hat trick. Then I watched Germany vs San Marino. It was a BRILLIANT match! Hahaha! The score at half time was 7-0 to Germany. Full time score was 13-0! I was ecstatic. Michael Ballack scored a goal. Podolski netted 4 goals while Klose scored 2. So did Thomas Hitzelsperger. Manuel Friedrich scored his first international goal. And I think M. Friedrich looks a lot like Arne Friedrich. Are they brothers? Anyway, towards the end of the game, Germany got a penalty. The score then was 12-0. Jens Lehmann, the goalie, ran all the way from his goal post to the penalty spot to take the penalty. He looked so adorable with that crooked smile on his face. Too bad someone told him not to take it. I don't know who did but that could have been Lehmann's first ever goal (Nadia: *cries*)! He would’ve been the first goalie to have ever scored a goal! Ahhh! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was discussing the match with Vic while watching. The both of us were going nuts every time Germany scored. HAHA! Watching that match just made me love Germany even more than I already do! Pity Tim Borowski couldn't play. Later that day, I went for a bbq at Yunyi’s cell group member's condo. It was pretty fun. Food wasn't fantastic but Yunyi's cell group members are nice people. I think one of them had a thing for Nadia (Naddeh: whatever parveena). I mean, he kept looking at her, talking to her, taking photos of her. He was nice though. Nadia and I were talking to him about how Liverpool and Arsenal rock and Chelsea sucks. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the holidays are almost over. Bummer. The exams are nearing and I'm not at all prepared. I'm screwed. Looking on the brighter side, the new computer is arriving tomorrow. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115771966940377985?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115771966940377985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115771966940377985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115771966940377985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115771966940377985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-absolutely-in-love-with-shayne.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115737063177871682</id><published>2006-09-04T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T04:50:31.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I must say I am very relieved that the one-week break has finally arrived. I can now have sufficient sleep for a whole week. Life generally sucks right now. My folks are nagging me to study every second they can. Well, mainly my dad. The thing is, I know I have to start studying eventually but I can never get myself to sit down in front of the textbook. My computer is being a total bitch to me. I can’t even check email on yahoo anymore. Don’t ask me why. My computer’s a crazy bitch. I mean, I can’t even use blogger. I have to either blog on someone else’s com or forward my posts to Sharan for posting. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have totally been pms-ing for the past 2 days. I wasn’t screaming at anyone or whatever but I just felt crappy and irritated for absolutely nothing. At least I had football to cheer me up. It seriously did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the Euro Qualifiers, England vs Andorra match last night. It was, without a doubt the best England has played so far. England totally trashed Andorra. Either the new coach Steve McClaren is an awesome coach and England has improved tremendously with his guidance or Andorra just sucked. I’d obviously prefer the former. Well Steve did use to coach Middlesborough and they turned out to be a pretty decent team. Owen Hargreaves wore the no.7 jersey again. And Wes Brown was wearing the no.5 shirt. Rio’s shirt. Yep, my darling Rio Ferdinand wasn’t playing last night. Poor baby hurt his toe. HAHA! Hopefully he recovers in time for the next Man-U match. Not that I like Man-U or anything. I just love watching him play. Hahaha! Crouch is certainly on a role now, scoring many goals for both Liverpool and England. Wonder what happened to him during the World Cup. The final score was 5-0.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to watch the Germany vs Ireland Euro Qualifiers today. The Irish goalie made a few brilliant saves. Ireland played pretty ok I guess. And just to think, Collin Farrel could have been playing. Okay, I’ll explain for the benefit of those who don’t already know. See, Collin’s dad was a famous Irish footballer and Collin too was a footballer in some junior squad. However, he began experimenting with drugs and alcohol and soon couldn’t make it for training. So he dropped out of the squad, blah blah blah. Anyway, around the 75th minute of the match, the funniest thing happened. The coach, yes the coach got sent off. Seriously! Apparently they send of coaches for kicking water bottles in frustration. HAHA! After that the match became kinda boring. Just as I was about to get a drink, Tim Borowski came on! I was ecstatic. He looked as dashing as ever. Gosh he’s hot! Too bad he could only play for a mere 10mins. The final score ended up being a disappointing 1-0 to Germany (of course). Well, I must say, both Germany and England did very well in their first competitive match under new coaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am so totally into Michael Ballack and Tim Borowski. They are just so…. Awesome! Ahhh! Hahaha! Well I gotta fly so Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&amp;amp;Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Parveena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115737063177871682?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115737063177871682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115737063177871682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115737063177871682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115737063177871682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-i-must-say-i-am-very-relieved.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115613353820731214</id><published>2006-08-20T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T17:47:28.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenalene rush</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still suffering from fatigue. I haven't slept properly for this whole week. I thought of getting up late on sunday but instead i woke up at 8am. Argh! I have horrible panda eyes. lol. Sitting in tamil class right now. Blogging instead of doing some flip album shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to football. I managed to catch the Manchester United v Fulham and Arsenal v Aston Villa EPL matches. Arsenal v Aston Villa was pathetic. They drew. Arsenal didn't play well at all. Hopefully they improve in time for their next match. The Man-U v Fulham match was fabulous. Gosh! It was just the adrenalene rush i needed! Especially after the almost 2 month football drought. It was indeed an absolute goal galore. The score turned out to be 5-1. Fulham was &lt;em&gt;pathetic&lt;/em&gt; especially for the first half. They had a few shots at goal but they weren't exactly on target. Rio scored an own goal for Fulham. The ball hit his shoulder and and went in. Fulham kinda improved in the 2nd half. But that didn't help them at all. Rooney and Ronaldo make a great duo. Both scored yesterday. Oh and, Rio shaved off his beautiful hair! That was such a pity. I used to love his braids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the international friendly too. Germany vs Sweden. Germany won 3-0. That was awesome. Ballack and Ljungberg weren't playing though. Klose scored twice. Now i'm totally into Tim Borowski. He is &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt;! Lahm is &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; adorable too. AHHH! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night i couldn't watch Chalsea v Middlesbrough and Man-U v Charlton. Yuthra updated me though. Chelsea lost 2-1. I kinda expected Chelsea to lose given the fact that Middlesbrough beat both Man-U and Chelsea last season. Poor Vic. Manchester obviously crushed Charlton. Score was 3-0. Pity Rooney couldn't play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it. Love y'all loads! Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115613353820731214?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115613353820731214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115613353820731214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115613353820731214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115613353820731214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/08/adrenalene-rush.html' title='Adrenalene rush'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115598812251617177</id><published>2006-08-19T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T04:48:42.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I am totally exhausted. I’ve been busy preparing for the Zany Parade for the past few days. Helped to choreograph our performance. Today was Cross-country and Zany Parade. Our performance turned out great. I wasn’t expecting it to turn out that well. I mean, during practices it was a mess. I played a drunken pirate. I got my inspiration from Captain Jack Sparrow. Hahaha! It was really fun but tiring at the same time. Part of my performance was to offer Miss Terry rum. So I went “Hello love, want some rum?” Then she was like “Wow! This is pretty good, I get free drinks!” to Mrs William. Haha! We got 3rd prize. That was fine, really. I just did it for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Cross-country, Sharan and I walked all the way from the open field to Macs. I almost died! It was such a fucking long distance. No wonder I’m suffering from fatigue! I find it difficult to walk from school to Sharan’s house. Imagine how I would’ve felt walking all the way to Mcdonalds! After that I went to Sharan’s house for a while. Then we left for Bugis Junction cos Shar wanted to buy a Nike bag. We ended up leaving Bugis empty handed though cos Shar couldn’t find the right bag and I was broke. Now I’m home waiting for the epl match to start. Liverpool v Sheffield United. I’m totally rooting for Liverpool which is the obvious winner although we could be in for a surprise(yeah right! Haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been SO MUCH going on in the football world. Firstly, Terry is captain(I’m sure you know by now). I like many others was rooting for Steven Gerrard to become captain. I was wrong. Still think Gerrard should’ve been captain though. Number 2. Beckham has been cut out of the new International Team. I couldn’t believe my ears when I heard that on the radio! And OMG! Owen Hargreaves was wearing the no.7 shirt and everyone knows that that’s Beckham’s number!  He could’ve totally stuck to no.16. England still won though. 4-0. They totally crushed Greece, the ones who beat Portugal to become the winners of Euro ’04. What’s even more shocking is that Peter Crouch, Yes! PETER CROUCH scored 2 of the 4 goals. That was so awesome! I don’t know why but I always laugh when I hear that name. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I am so totally loving Cesc Fabregas, Xabi Alonso and Mark Gonzalez nowadays. They are just so HOT! And I just realized that Gianluca Zambrotta’s thighs are utterly sexy! (Thanks Vic! Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s basically it for the time being. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{~Armed ‘n’ Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115598812251617177?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115598812251617177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115598812251617177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115598812251617177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115598812251617177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-gosh-i-am-totally-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115527579211010622</id><published>2006-08-10T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:56:32.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class gathering</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the library right now.  Decided to blog about Tuesday. I had loads of fun on Tuesday! Well, school was boring though. The TK idol finalists performed. They were pretty good actually. No offence but i felt that the finalists were better than the choir. We couldn't even hear the background vocals cos the lead singer was practically screaming into the mic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after school I went to Sharan's house and the both of us got ready for the class gathering. Took the bus wih Eugene &amp; Jolene. I couldn't recognise Jolene! She looks reaaallly different. A few of us met at Cedar Primary. The security guard didn't let us enter the school. According to her the teachers were having a meeting while half of the teachers were outside the school. The school looks so different. My first reaction was like WTF! It's so much smaller now. We used to have alot of open space and now it's so... concrete. *Sigh* I miss the old Cedar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Plaza Singapura and met the rest. There were like 16 of us! I'm so glad they could make it. It was really nice seeing all of them. I saw alot of people from TKGS at plaza too. We had lunch at Pizza Hut. After lunch we walked around PS. We went to Best Denki and the guys saw 2 little kids playing the Xbox 360 that was on display and went to support them. lol! They didn't even know the kids! One of the kids kept hitting his car at every corner and Eugene said "Aiyo! I think the tv's tired already".  Hahaha! That was really funny/stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to catch "Click" even though the tickets were selling fast. It was a pretty good flick. It was hilarious most of the time. There was once where they said "Michael Jackson, the first person to ever clone himself is now suing himself for molesting himself" HAHAHA!! Some parts were really sad though. I cried! And i hardly cry during movies. Yeah, my eyes tear up sometimes but the tears never roll down my cheeks. But they did during "Click". I think al the girls cried. OBviously the guys didn't give a damn. I don't geddit! Why don't guys have feelings!! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, I went home. Sharan came along. I packed my stuff and cabbed to her place. We picked up Nadia in the way. I slept over at Sharan's place. It was fun. We watched Scary Movie 3 again. It was retardedly HILARIOUS! lol. I thought watching it the 2nd time wouldn't be as entertaining but i was so wrong. I was laughing my head off. Especially at the funeral part. After Scary Movie, Nadia and i watched "Phantom of the Opera". It was an awesome movie. I love most of the songs too. Sharan was dead asleep during the movie. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we at pizza for lunch and watched a bit of TV. After that Nadia and I cabbed home. Damn i've been cabbing everywhere for the past few days. I really need to stop. Haha! Anyway, that night i was on the phone with Preaw while she was editting our history PBA. Gosh she rocks! She spent like 22 hours editting that thing. Kudos to Preaw. We spoke for like 3h on the phone, till about 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess that's about all that happened during the National Day holidays. Gotta go now. Ciao!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115527579211010622?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115527579211010622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115527579211010622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115527579211010622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115527579211010622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/08/class-gathering.html' title='Class gathering'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115487317127926124</id><published>2006-08-06T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T07:06:11.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is your phone type: Samsung&lt;br /&gt;What are the last three digits of your phone number: 499&lt;br /&gt;What does the 2nd message of your inbox say: Nvm la.. Its Ok…&lt;br /&gt;Who's the first person that comes up under the letter M: Mark&lt;br /&gt;Who's the last person you rang: Sharan&lt;br /&gt;Who's the 9th person to come up under letter I: I don’t have anyone under I&lt;br /&gt;What does the last message in your inbox say: Remember when u need a FUCK I will always be there for u. becos FUCK stands for Friendship U Can Keep. So promise me we’ll FUCK foreva. Who's the 3rd person to come up under F: Farzanah&lt;br /&gt;What does the 5th message say: Haha…Hot guy equals cute baby..&lt;br /&gt;Who's the fourth person to come under S: Shaaleni&lt;br /&gt;What is your network provider: Starhub&lt;br /&gt;How many messages are currently in your inbox: 191&lt;br /&gt;What do you have as your background: CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW!!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;Who's the 2nd person who comes up under R: Rachel&lt;br /&gt;If you're on Pay as you go, how much credit do you have: NIL&lt;br /&gt;Who do you have on your speed dial3: Daddy&lt;br /&gt;Who's the first person who comes up under C: Carol&lt;br /&gt;How many bars of signal do you currently have: FULL&lt;br /&gt;What do you have as your main ringtone: 50 cent- Just a lil bit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115487317127926124?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115487317127926124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115487317127926124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115487317127926124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115487317127926124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-is-your-phone-type-samsung-what.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115486098471783634</id><published>2006-08-06T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T03:43:04.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Parents.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Nadia's right now. Tze Kiat's here too. Playing War Craft. He sucks at it. Haha! He just got a haircut. It ain't that different though. Thank god i'm out of the house. I don't know why, but my parents are sorta paranoid today. They were in a bad mood since yesterday and have been nagging at me the whole day. My tuition teacher didn't come today and my mom started scolding me. For nothing! And when i closed my door my dad came in and said "Is it necessary for you to close the door?" Like OH MY GOD! I couldn't even watch tv for half an hour. I was so fucking annoyed. After awhile my dad started talking to me fine. So i told him i was going to Nadia's and he was fine with it. It's like he has PMS or something. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out with my primary school friends on tuesday after National Day celebrations. I'm so pumped! We're gonna watch "Click". Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't know what to blog about anymore so Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115486098471783634?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115486098471783634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115486098471783634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115486098471783634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115486098471783634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/08/crazy-parents.html' title='Crazy Parents.'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115479146110413344</id><published>2006-08-05T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T08:24:21.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 years ago I was: I was 4 in kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago I was: Nine in Mrs Quek’s class. She was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1) ice cream&lt;br /&gt;2) nachos&lt;br /&gt;3) brownies&lt;br /&gt;4) pudding&lt;br /&gt;5)basically anything chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 songs I know all the words to:&lt;br /&gt;1) Vanessa Carlton- A Thousand Miles&lt;br /&gt;2) Greenday- Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;br /&gt;3) Bon Jovi- Welcome to Wherever You Are&lt;br /&gt;4) Kelly Clarkson- Because of You&lt;br /&gt;5) Rob Thomas- Lonely No More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do with 100 million dollars:&lt;br /&gt;1) SHOP!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2) Migrate&lt;br /&gt;3) Save&lt;br /&gt;4) Donate&lt;br /&gt;5) SHOP SOMEMORE! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I would run away to:&lt;br /&gt;1) SPAIN!! OMG SPAIN!!!! Hahaha! FOR OBVIOUS REASONS!&lt;br /&gt;2) ITALIA!!&lt;br /&gt;3) USA&lt;br /&gt;4) GERMANY&lt;br /&gt;5) ENGLAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would never wear:&lt;br /&gt;1) micro mini skirts&lt;br /&gt;2) clashing colors&lt;br /&gt;3) nose rings.&lt;br /&gt;4) those huge earrings where u have to extend your ear holes&lt;br /&gt;5) spandex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;1) eating junk food&lt;br /&gt;2) waking up really late.&lt;br /&gt;3) bitching about people&lt;br /&gt;4) err..&lt;br /&gt;5) still errr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 biggest joys:&lt;br /&gt;1) My friends!&lt;br /&gt;2) FERNANDO TORRES!! haha&lt;br /&gt;3) Dinero (money)&lt;br /&gt;4) Music&lt;br /&gt;5) Television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 fictional characters I would date: 1&lt;br /&gt;) NATHAN SCOTT! (one tree hill) He’s super hot.&lt;br /&gt;2) CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW! (ah.. hotness)&lt;br /&gt;3) SAWYER (Lost)&lt;br /&gt;4) WOLVERINE (x-men)&lt;br /&gt;5) Jesse from The Mediator (it’s a book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people who have to do this next:&lt;br /&gt;1) Nadia&lt;br /&gt;2) Ttk&lt;br /&gt;3) Victoria&lt;br /&gt;4) Preaw&lt;br /&gt;5) Anyone who wants to do it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115479146110413344?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115479146110413344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115479146110413344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115479146110413344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115479146110413344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/08/10-years-ago-i-was-i-was-4-in.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115347180103838892</id><published>2006-07-21T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T01:50:01.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post.... sorry!</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo sorry for not updating my blog. I just can't seem to get myself to blog. Haha! Lame reason... I know. Anyway, I'm in school now. Havin' some sec 2 briefing later on. Lookin' at pictures of Fernando Torres. I just love him!! And i totally agree with Victoria.... He is so totally screw-able! Haha! Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really knew this, but there are like ALOT of people in love with Fernando. Well, to all those gals in love with him... His girlfriend's name is Olalla and Fernando met her in 1992. That means he was like 8 when he met her. That doesn't mean they started dating then la. Well, that's all i know. But i'm sure alot of gals share the same hatred for Olalla as i do. Hahaha! I'm not so sure if they're still dating though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, those who check the net for Fernando's pictures may have come across pictures of him with a dog. A really fugly dog. I mean seriounsly FUGLEH! Hahaha! I guess it's his dog. But it's SO FUGLY!!! Argh! I don't know how the hell Fernando lives with such a fugly looking dog. It's a bulldog i think. But i still love Fernando! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i've heard that Manchester United wants Fernando but i'm not sure if Fernando wants to leave spain. (He prefers to represent spain) But if he does move to Manchester, we can all see him in the Premiership EVERY YEAR! Hahaha! That'll be so awesome! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... My mom's actually in love with Alberto Gilardino from Italy. So is Nadia. Hahaha! He's hot.. My classmates Jeanette &amp; Tanvi are in love with Ricardoizecsondossantosleite (try saying that really fast... haha) aka Kaka. But the both of them ain't as hot as Fernando! lol... Kidding ok! Different people have different taste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough soccer. On wed, i went out with Sharan,Nadia,Preaw &amp; Tanvi. We went to J8 to watch Prates of The Carribean: Dead Man's Chest. IT WAS FANTASTIC!!! I laughed throughout the whole movie! Johnny Depp was so awesome... As always. lol! We're gonna watch it again this Sunday. YAY! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Carnival Day in school. We didn't do anything. We were supposed to host kids, but Preaw &amp; I sorta snuck out and went to see the stalls that the sec 1s had put up. After that when we were supposed to go for some ethnic dance appreciation thingy, a few of us stayed in class. It was so fun! I acted as Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of The Carribean &amp; Preaw acted as Will Turner. Preaw thinks that i can act as Jack Sparrow very well... You know, the drunkard walk &amp;amp; all. She says my accents pretty good. Personally i think i suck at it.. But whatever. Haha! It was fun though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh well... The librarian's chasing me out of the computer room. Gotta go. Haha! Luv y'all! Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115347180103838892?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115347180103838892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115347180103838892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115347180103838892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115347180103838892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/07/long-time-no-post-sorry.html' title='Long time no post.... sorry!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115030497189632798</id><published>2006-06-14T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T10:09:32.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer,soccer,soccer...</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all!!&lt;br /&gt;I know u guys hate me for not like updating my blog for like EVER!! haha... But i just can't help it... Right now it's 12.26am. I'm at Sharan's house. Sleepover. Nadia's here too. We're watching 'The sisterhood of the travelling pants'. The Saudi Arabia vs Tunisia match is goin on right now. The score is 1-0 after 30mins.(getting info from the Emirates Airlines match cast pop up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo into soccer right now. I've been sleeping at 6am every morning n waking up at like 12.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! We just watched a match.. Spain vs Ukraine. SPAIN WON 4-0!!!!! IT WAS AWESOME!! Although there was a very unnecessary red card given to Ukraine. And &lt;em&gt;some people&lt;/em&gt; think that Fernando Torres faked it but he didn't!! He just laid there for awhile and got up.... And he scored a goal!! God! i almost cried!! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yesterday's Brasil vs Croatia match was kinda disappointing. Score was 1-0. Kaka scored!! Hahaha!! He is really hot. So is Fernando. And Philipp Lahm. Gosh.. i think i already have a top tem list of hot footballers. Haha!! No. 1 is Fernando Torres! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's a 6-2 class gathering tomorrow. I haven't seen my old classmates in like forever!! Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh... well, gotta go now. The movie's getting more interesting. Bye guys! I hope i get the chance to blog soon. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115030497189632798?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115030497189632798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115030497189632798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115030497189632798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115030497189632798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/06/soccersoccersoccer_115030497189632798.html' title='Soccer,soccer,soccer...'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115013036447607345</id><published>2006-06-12T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:39:24.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you name 13 people you can think of right off the top of your head? Anyone you're thinking of, in no order. Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 13 people. Absolutely NO cheating and switching positions on the list, either! READY, START&lt;br /&gt;1. yunyi&lt;br /&gt;2. sharan&lt;br /&gt;3. ttk&lt;br /&gt;4. nadia&lt;br /&gt;5. fabian&lt;br /&gt;6. ben&lt;br /&gt;7. eugene&lt;br /&gt;8. victoria&lt;br /&gt;9. FERNANDO&lt;br /&gt;10. PHILIPP LAHM&lt;br /&gt;11. RONALDO&lt;br /&gt;12. yuthra&lt;br /&gt;13. nikkita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 2: SHARAN cedar&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you NEVER met 6: BEN life would have been the same&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 2 and 9 dated: SHARAN AND FERNANDO! I would KILL sharan.&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever like 8?:  VICTORIA. Noo she’s a girl&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 1 and 5 be a good couple: YUNYI AND FABIAN.         SPEECHLESS&lt;br /&gt;6. Is number 11 gay/lesbian: RONALDO! Of course he’s not gay! He’s totally straight and hot&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you tell secrets to 5:FABIAN. No never&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your first memory of 2:SHARAN. Calling her a monster (SHARAN- WHICH I AM NOT)&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know any of 1's family members: YUNYI. I said hi to his sister once&lt;br /&gt;10. What's 10's favorite color?: PHILIPP LAHM! Ohmygosh I dunno! I have to go google now!11. What would you do if 9 confessed he/she liked you?:FERNANDO! PROFESS MY LOVE TO HIM!{SHARAN – SHE’D MARRY HIM(:}&lt;br /&gt;12. What language does 3 speak?: TTK. English and Chinese!&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with: FERNANDO no one ME SOON!&lt;br /&gt;14. What grade is 12 in: YUTHRA sec 2&lt;br /&gt;15. when did you last see 7 : EUGENE. A few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;16. What is 5's favorite band:FABIAN linkin park I think&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you ever date 3:TTK. No! ew!&lt;br /&gt;18. Is 1 hot: YUNYI. No he’s adorable!&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 12 single: YUTHRA. yes&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 1:YUNYI noo!&lt;br /&gt;21. Where does 8 go to school: VICTORIA tkgs&lt;br /&gt;22. What's 4's best physical feature: NADIA EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;23. Are number 7 and 8 best friends: EUGENE AND VICTORIA. They don’t even know each other&lt;br /&gt;24. Is 8 a girl or boy: VICTORIA. Girl.&lt;br /&gt;25. Who is 5 in love with: FABIAN. NADIA!&lt;br /&gt;26. What is your last memory of 7: EUGENE. Betting on the world cup in Singapore pools.&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever hooked up with 4: NADIA uhh no! I would never&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the funniest memory of 8: VICTORIA. Cant remember!&lt;br /&gt;29. What is your relationship with 6:BEN friends.&lt;br /&gt;30. How old is 13:NIKKITA 14&lt;br /&gt;31.How close are you to 1:YUNYI not now. Used to.&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you sleep with 12:YUTHRA. Uhh no&lt;br /&gt;33. What is your favorite memory with 3:TTK. Me calling him gay and he denying it!&lt;br /&gt;34. Who's 11 best friends with:RONALDO! Uh I dunno.&lt;br /&gt; 35. What's your favorite thing about 2:SHARAN. That she’s very funny when she’s in love with someone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115013036447607345?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115013036447607345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115013036447607345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115013036447607345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115013036447607345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/06/can-you-name-13-people-you-can-think.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-115013011372254168</id><published>2006-06-12T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:35:13.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you name 21 people you can think of right off the top of your head? Dont read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 21 people. Don't change the names you've written once you start answering the questions. Ready, Start!&lt;br /&gt;1. yun yi&lt;br /&gt;2. nadia&lt;br /&gt;3. sharan&lt;br /&gt;4. ttk&lt;br /&gt;5. yuthra&lt;br /&gt;6. sam&lt;br /&gt;7. fabian&lt;br /&gt;8.shivani&lt;br /&gt;9. FERNANDO&lt;br /&gt;10. trish&lt;br /&gt;11. nikkita&lt;br /&gt;12. sidney&lt;br /&gt;13. ben&lt;br /&gt;14. eugene&lt;br /&gt;15. serinder&lt;br /&gt;16. PHILIPP LAHM&lt;br /&gt;17. CRISTIANO RONALDO!&lt;br /&gt;18. DAVID BECKHAM&lt;br /&gt;19. shaaleni&lt;br /&gt;20. mrs p&lt;br /&gt;21. victoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 1?yunyi First day in p1&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you never met 6? sam laugh a lot less&lt;br /&gt;3.What would you do if 20 and 9 dated?mrs p and FERNANDO! Speechless.&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever like 5?yuthra. No I’m not lesbian&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 4 and 12 make a good couple? ttk and Sidney tze kiat would love it but I think sidney’s straight.&lt;br /&gt;6.describe 8.shivani. PSYCHO in a bad way. No offence.&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think 13 is attractive?ben. Uhh no.&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell me something about 17. CRISTIANO RONALDO!  He’s HOT and he’s SHARAN’S LOVE OF HER LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know any of 4's family members?ttk. Uh no&lt;br /&gt;10. What's 21's favorite color?victoria. Oh crap. I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;11. What would you do if 18 just confessed s/he liked you?DAVID BECKHAM. I’d totally marry him but he’s too old&lt;br /&gt;12. what language does 20 speak?mrs p. uhh English and MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with?FERNANDO! ME!    &lt;br /&gt;14. What grade is 16 in?PHILIPP LAHM! He’s 21 and a pro soccer player&lt;br /&gt;15. When's the last time you talked to 13?ben. A week ago.&lt;br /&gt;16. What is 2's favorite band?nadia. Evanescence?&lt;br /&gt;17.Would you ever date 7?fabian. EWW NO!&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you ever date 12?sidney. Uh no&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 15 single?serinder. yes I guess.&lt;br /&gt;20. What is 19's last name?shaaleni. Sinnathambipillai&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you ever want to be in a serious romantic relationship with 11?.nikkita. no she’s a girl&lt;br /&gt;22. What school does 3 go to? sharan tkgs&lt;br /&gt;23. Where does 15 live?serinder. old airport road&lt;br /&gt;24. What's your favorite thing about 10? trishna she watches tv so I can talk to her about tv&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you seen number 1 naked?yunyi. YES. 2 times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-115013011372254168?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/115013011372254168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=115013011372254168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115013011372254168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/115013011372254168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2006/06/can-you-name-21-people-you-can-think.html' title=''/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18693278.post-113404147596998427</id><published>2005-12-08T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T03:31:15.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates,Updates n more Updates...</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;  How you guys doin'? Hopefully very well... Well nothing much goin on actually. All i'm doin' these days are watching tv. And going out a little. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;  Watched Oprah today. (like duh!) Haha! It seems that a single mother lived with 3 children n 7 nieces &amp; nephews(didn't have anyone else to live with) n her mom in a 2-room apartment. Can you believe it?!!? They didn't even have beds of their own... And we actually complain that we don't have bigger rooms or better clothes. Anyway, Oprah got the single mom a new landed property n you know that hot hot hot designer friend of Oprah's? Yeah he renovated the whole house. You see... If you do good, something better will happen to you. That single mom took in her bother's children even when she didn't have enough room in her house n enough money for a new home... In the end, she got a house all of us dream of... ;) Sounds cheesy, i know. But it's true.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, i don't know what it is but only 3 people in my contact list are online. What? Did everyone block me or something?? Haha! Listenin to Bon Jovi's Have A Nice Day. Their new vid 'Welcome To Wherever You Are' is finally on MTV. Yay! Heh. I saw the vid twice on tv today. And both times i got very excited. Haha! And i also found out that Steven Strait performs one of the songs in the soundtrack of 'Undiscovered'. I never knew he sang but his voice is a little too low. &lt;br /&gt;  'Friends' is on. I gotta go. Nothing else so ciao! Oh yeah! According to a quiz i took recently, Orlando Bloom is gonna fall in love with moi. Hmmm... Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   {~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-113404147596998427?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/113404147596998427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=113404147596998427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113404147596998427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113404147596998427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2005/12/updatesupdates-n-more-updates.html' title='Updates,Updates n more Updates...'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-113377665345069819</id><published>2005-12-05T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T01:57:33.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's December ya'll!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody,&lt;br /&gt;  It's December ya'll! Personally i love December. But the fact that the holidays are gonna end soon sucks. Well, the christmas tree's up. It's not a huge one though. It's about 4ft i guess. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;  Yesterday i went out with my parents to Plaza Sing and then to Raffles Mall. I bought the 2nd 'All American Girl' by Meg Cabot. It was S$16.75 in Times Bookshop. It's being sold for like more than S$10 less in Times than in Borders. Right now i'm reading the 4th book of 'The mediator' by Meg Cabot. I've just started so it'll be awhile till i start on 'All American Girl'.&lt;br /&gt;  Sharan has left for India. She'll be gone for 2 weeks which sucks. lol! No one to do homework with... Heh. Oh yeah! And 'Elizabethtown' the movie is opening on 5th Jan. I'm like WTF!!! Why can't it open in December! No fair!!! heh... &lt;br /&gt;  Well, right now i'm listenin to Bon Jovi's first ever album. It's called 'Bon Jovi'. hehe! This album was recorded way back in 1984. It's digitally remastered so it's much clearer. I was really really really surprised that i could actually get the album! God bless all 'Sembawang' music outlets. Haha! ;)&lt;br /&gt;  Hope you guys are enjoying what's left of our holidays... i'm outta here ciao! Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   {~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-113377665345069819?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/113377665345069819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=113377665345069819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113377665345069819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113377665345069819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-december-yall.html' title='It&apos;s December ya&apos;ll!!!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-113317415740264488</id><published>2005-11-28T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:35:58.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same old, same old...</title><content type='html'>Hey all!&lt;br /&gt;  Hope the holidays are treating you well. Anyway, I forgot to write about this in my last post; When i was in borders, i saw the sequel to 'All American Girl' by Meg Cabot. I read the synopsis and it's really really interesting. i didn't buy it though. It was like S$30! Have to wait till the price drops. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;  I also saw Nichole Richie's novel. There are 2 different cover pics. Both are a close-up of her but a little different. It's not really an auto biography. But it is a story of her life. The character's names are different. Like Nichole's name in the book is Chloe. I don't know what Paris's name is but (i've heard) there are some bad stuff written about her. You know, about the tape situation. Incase you guys didn't know,(tsk tsk tsk) Paris &amp; a group of friends including Nichole, sat down to watch 'The Simple Life 2' but instead of the simple life, guess what came on?..... Paris's notorious sex tape! Now that's hot! ;) N well, Paris accused Nichole of switching the tape and now their since-childhood friendship is over. Oh! And Paris actually has MORE sex tapes with otther boyfriends including Backstreet boy Nick Carter. Which, were all stolen from her L.A Mansion. (The Hilton sisters find it troublesome to leave the house locked) *Sigh* When will she ever learn.&lt;br /&gt;  Hmmm... Instead of an update on MY life i'm giving you the scoop on Paris Hilton's life. Ahhh well... Haha. &lt;br /&gt;  Listening to Bon Jovi-Crossraod now. It absolutely ROCKS! Haha! I'm going to Sharan's crib tomorrow with the usual people. (Nadia &amp; Ttk) Gonna do homework there. Well, that's all for now y'all. I'm out. Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   {~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-113317415740264488?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/113317415740264488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=113317415740264488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113317415740264488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113317415740264488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2005/11/same-old-same-old.html' title='Same old, same old...'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-113307985478871085</id><published>2005-11-26T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T00:24:14.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one's online!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;  God! No one interesting is online right now. Pathetic. Well, i have nothing else to do so i'm writing this. Heh. Few more hours till Oprah starts... Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, all i did today was watch tv. They were showing 'The Nanny' marathon. lol. It's really funny actually. :) Yesterday i went out with my parents to buy my new school uniform. And since the shop's in orchard, we went to Shaw House. Then later we went to Borders. I saw the 'Lost' Dvd. Someone, I won't say who, (*cough* Yuthra *cough* cough*) is supposed to get me the dvd, but didn't. ;) &lt;br /&gt;  Orchard is a really cool place and it being a guy heaven makes it even more appealing. Haha! It's true! I saw like 4-5 hot hot hot foreign guys. Even in Borders. One of them looked like the typical hot lifeguard type. Ahhhhhhhh!!! Hahahaha! I guess all the hot guys come out after dusk. lol. Anyway, after that we went to Plaza Sing for dinner at around 9.30pm. Haha. We ate at Pizza Hut and were like the last ones to leave at about 10.30pm. Came back n watched more tv. Haha! I'm a real tv addict. Don't know how to quit. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;  Well, my parents are going out later to ikea. So, i'll be home alone! Yeaaaah!!! Haha. That's all i guess. Oh yea! I am listening to 'Roses' by Outkast for the 5th time in a row. It absolutely rocks. It's different from most songs. To come to think of it all Outkast's songs are different. Not to mention funny. 'Roses' is damn damn damn funny. Especially the 'CRAZY BITCH, STUPID ASS BITCH' part. Hahaha! Even thinkin' of it makes me wanna laugh.&lt;br /&gt;  That's all for now. Ciao! Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   {~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-113307985478871085?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/113307985478871085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=113307985478871085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113307985478871085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113307985478871085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-ones-online.html' title='No one&apos;s online!!!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-113274364268532517</id><published>2005-11-23T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T03:00:42.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn... I've got homework</title><content type='html'>Hey people,&lt;br /&gt;  I've got friggin' math homework. And i fucking HATE it!!!! Math is sooo not fun! Yesterday ttk helped me with the math homework. It wasn't even his &amp; he was getting so stressed out after 20 questions. Imagine me trying to get through 63 friggin' math questions!!! Argh fuck!&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, yesterday i met Sharan &amp; Nadia at Serangoon Macs for lunch. It was raining yesterday, so i got a little wet. Then, the 2 of them came over to my place to do our homework. Apparently Cedarians got homework for each &amp; every subject. (Evil laugh) After that Ttk joined us &amp; he helped me do my homework cos he forgot to bring his. He actually brought his file along but didn't have his hommework in it. Haha! We were all listenin to the 'No. 1' cd. It's a cd with songs by different artists in it. And we kept listenin to the song 'Roses' by Outcast. We all sang along to it and it was so just damn funny! I coouldn't stop laughing. Ttk was the funniest man! Heh. After finishing our homework Sharan, ttk &amp; i played a card game called 'Palace'. It's a very fun game. Especially when you have alot of people and have to use 2 playing decks. Wanna know how to play ask me. ;) Nadia couldn't play cos she had too much of homework. Haha! Poor cedarians. (Louder evil laugh) &lt;br /&gt;  Well, that's mostly all that happened yesterday. Today all i did was watch tv. Eh, you guys should watch 'Whose Line Is It Anyway'. It is a sort of comedy live show thing. It's damn hillarious! It airs every weekday 4.30-5.00pm on Star World, ch 18. Hope you guys enjoy what's left of the holidays. Ciao! Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  {~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-113274364268532517?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/113274364268532517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=113274364268532517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113274364268532517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113274364268532517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2005/11/damn-ive-got-homework.html' title='Damn... I&apos;ve got homework'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-113238878581602176</id><published>2005-11-19T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:26:25.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;  I'm back!!! The cruise was awesome! The food was great. Although we had to go early to get a table. Hehe. That was like the first time i ate SO MUCH! It's not just the food that's great. I went swimming,played mini golf used the jaccuzzi etc etc etc. There's also a gym which i never went into. Haha! But i saw a few hot guys workin out. ;P Haha! I didn't go into the arcade though. *sigh* There's also a few places that i wasn't allowed in. Like the casino n all. But who cares anyway. Not like i'm a serious gambler. Haha! Believe it or not but there's also a hair &amp; beauty salon in the ship. I don't know who would bother to go get a makeover in a cruise ship!(?) Heh.&lt;br /&gt;  I saw a live show in the Lido called Tropicalla. It was really really good n fun to watch. They said it was the premier so i guess we were the first to watch it. (duh!) I also watched Hitch the movie in the theatre. I didn't do much shopping in KL though. They brought us to some lousy malls. Idiots. Wish i could have stayed longer. But i didn't coz i knew u guys would surely miss moi. Haha kidding! Poor Yuthra had to put up with Shivani braggin about her best friend while i was watching cute guys in the gym. Hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;  Well, that's all for the cruise ship. Incase u were wondering it was the SuperStar Virgo. Harry Potter is finially in cinemas. (YAY!!!) My mom want's to go watch it with me but i wanna go with my friends tomorrow. *sigh* What to do now?! heh. i wanna go watch Just Like Heaven. Heard that it's funny. :) &lt;br /&gt;  I gotta go now! Luv y'all! Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   {~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-113238878581602176?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/113238878581602176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=113238878581602176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113238878581602176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113238878581602176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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-18693278.post-113213744384409407</id><published>2005-11-16T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T02:37:23.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruise Ahoy!</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;  Hope all of u are doin fine. Listening to Bon Jovi right now. Remember to watch Oprah this sunday people!!! Jon Bon Jovi's gonna be on! I was so excited that i twisted my neck... Serious. I twisted my neck. I don't know how though.(??) I'm OK now. No worries!&lt;br /&gt;  Well, nothing exactly new happening in my life other than the fact that i am going for a cruise later on. And of all the friggin' days it raing today!! #^*% Just now there was ALOT of loud loud thunder &amp; lightning. Poor scouts over at St Gabriels couldn't continue tying long sticks together. I wonder what thy do that for.(??) lol. &lt;br /&gt;  Well my life's really boring. But as i've said earlier, i am thankful that i don't have to go to skool. Haha. And i'm actually much more excited about Jon Bon Jovi being on Oprah than the cruise. Haha! Well gotta leave soon. Peace y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   {~Armed 'n' Dangerous~}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18693278-113213744384409407?l=sayingitright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/feeds/113213744384409407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18693278&amp;postID=113213744384409407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113213744384409407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18693278/posts/default/113213744384409407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayingitright.blogspot.com/2005/11/cruise-ahoy.html' title='Cruise Ahoy!'/><author><name>{Parveena}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342928934609576386</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>
