<?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-3368487843204588968</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:43:35.645+10:00</updated><title type='text'>blueskies ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-6124969832083749647</id><published>2009-12-20T12:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:47:39.061+10:00</updated><title type='text'>moved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HAVE MOVED IF YOU STILL DIDNT KNOW~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO http://xprettyskies.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-6124969832083749647?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/6124969832083749647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=6124969832083749647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6124969832083749647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6124969832083749647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/12/moved.html' title='moved.'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-8181205610640445754</id><published>2009-11-28T18:40:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:41:23.639+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise for the INCONVENIENCE but i have MOVED once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://xprettyskies.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please continue visiting :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i have moved will be on my new blog~&lt;br /&gt;thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-8181205610640445754?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/8181205610640445754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=8181205610640445754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8181205610640445754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8181205610640445754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-3184719408498013699</id><published>2009-11-26T19:57:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:08:57.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'>till that day.. &amp; gimme advice!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;there are times i lose hope and want to give up.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;but the smile on your face helps me forget about all my worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so today was a boring day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause i finished all my assignments/assessments..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i felt really relaxed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; finally ms kuno realised my prefered name was "joona" =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;she thought it was a mistake and had johnno on it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;joona &amp;amp; johnno doesnt even look similar. O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;form; boring like hell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;drama; ms kuno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;morning tea; drank orange juice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;pcl; went to G block and emailed camille on webmail..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;hpe; sarah who had to drag me out of the water.. drowned me so i saved myself.. and then i had to rescue michael.. he was heavy but i succeeded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lunch; tried to get BBI medical form.. but couldnt find teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;french; watched movies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;afterschool; came home and watched ep 15 you're beautiful -drool-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so yeah after that i was youtubing sad songs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;most of them were really sad but i found one that i fell in love with.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;its on my msn as my pm right now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i bet no one's noticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause joona is invisible now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe i should make a scene or forever hold my peace ehh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cried a moment ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;feeling bizzare.. and heartbroken with no reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe i finally realised that i shouldnt be living in my dreams and fantasies and return to reality.. and face the truth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;meaning i should give up and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BUT I DONT WANNA AT THE SAME TIME :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;waaaa~ i need serious love advice and i will listen so please contact me on mobile or msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;mobile: 0401543582&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;msn: sportsgirl_s2@live.com.au&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh and this is private stuff so dont like stalk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tomorrow is gonna be a big day for me &amp;amp; im not going to school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;basketball comp.. bshs pride..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dont wanna go seriously~ although i love basketball.. these days im addicted to school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;its weird for a normal teenager but STILL :[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; there's also a no limits party..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;well wish me luck &amp;amp; please contact me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;joona.&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/3368487843204588968-3184719408498013699?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/3184719408498013699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=3184719408498013699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/3184719408498013699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/3184719408498013699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/till-that-day-gimme-advice.html' title='till that day.. &amp; gimme advice!!'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-8300446200437116541</id><published>2009-11-25T21:04:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:29:38.128+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the smile on his face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A teardrop is  insignificant in a pool of water, but it can touch the soul as it runs down  someone’s face&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;somehow today i realized how i don't smile as much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;like&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; i only smile forcibly or smile while laughing.. but naturally.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;its gone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i noticed this.. when i was walking to school from the bus stop and when i was crossing campus a lot.. i could tell i was looking sad or expression less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i miss those days when i didn't know anything about love and heartbreaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;if only i went back to year 4 i guess.. but when i think this sometimes.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i feel pain because if my wish came true.. i wouldn't know all the people i know right now.. &lt;/span&gt;and i'll still be living in Sydney happily..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;still i guess nothing much would change cause im filled with bad luck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;subjects;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;form; felt abit depressed.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;jts; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;almost killed the same finger..&lt;/span&gt;-read yesterday's blog-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;morning tea; ate food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;french; watched a movie &amp;amp; camille got into trouble for eating an apple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;english; ooh~ s&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;aw somebody and daydreamed&lt;/span&gt; for the lesson =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;flute audition; recieved a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;very positive comment from teacher&lt;/span&gt; but i know i stuffed it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lunch; went around looking for tiff and being &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;nervous about maths test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;maths; i just know&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; i epicly failed&lt;/span&gt; T.T but that was my last test for the year at school :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;my title for today's blog was "the smile on his face.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;because that is one smile.. that i won't ever forget even with my bad memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i wish that smile on his face never fades.. and i'll do everything i can to NEVER EVER let it fade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i dont feel like blogging anymores..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but know that i love you guys :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;joona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-8300446200437116541?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/8300446200437116541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=8300446200437116541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8300446200437116541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8300446200437116541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/smile-on-his-face.html' title='the smile on his face.'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-3236688379246022267</id><published>2009-11-24T20:02:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:30:52.400+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD LUCK DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;dreams are just wishes our heart makes when we're fast asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;so dont rely so much on your dreams.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;because if we believe something too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the more painful it is when it doesnt come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im suffering today!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my wrist is stuffed, my finger is grated,my knee is bleeding and my back is breaking T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here's the story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so joona went to basketball training very early today for once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and she had a stuffed up wrist.. then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;during JTS she was daydreaming about someone while using the belt sander.. and grated her finger.. and ruined her job =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;later when school finished she decided to go down the c block to outside of school stairs and guess what!! she falls and kills her knee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it looks fine and so she continues walking but soon it starts bleeding.. it was very gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when she arrived at home she decides to lie down on her bed and accidentally forgot to take her pencil box that she randomly put there in the morning and lies on it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it stabs her back T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, readers.. i've got seriously bad luck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;soo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my subjects today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;form; boring as per usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hpe; slept &amp;amp; while sleeping i drew on my hpe book. when i finally woke-up,the drawing was O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;morning tea; talked to many people.. and screamed a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jts; day dreaming~~ AHHH!! HOT HOT HOT!! omg~ my finger got grated.. AHH BLOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maths; i decided to talk to polina about my lovelife for advice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lunch; laughed sooo much.. and a green bouncy handball slapped my face T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;english; i stuffed up my speech because my palm cards were stuffed.. eg. conclusion 3rd card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so not the best day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wanted to die..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O.O its was painful and terrifying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;also found out that i'm not going to school on friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;which means no maths!! YAY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but T.T no, no limits.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; its a party..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;waaaaaaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, enough of my whinging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;goodnight and sleeptight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;joona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ps. i have maths test tomorrow and flute auditions..&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/3368487843204588968-3236688379246022267?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/3236688379246022267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=3236688379246022267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/3236688379246022267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/3236688379246022267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-luck-day.html' title='BAD LUCK DAY!'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-6546447903813844990</id><published>2009-11-23T17:51:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:16:35.961+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i wanna love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i wanna hold you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i wanna stay close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and i want it to be me and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;today was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n't an okay day..&lt;br /&gt;i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up with a nightmare it was about failing drama and english -yes, i know i have ASIAN dreams- i saw the clock then and it was still 5:00am so i decided to stare at the ceiling and then my mum came into my room and turning the light on.. -she is very random at times- and i decided to stare at the light then.. about 1hour later~&lt;br /&gt;i finally realised that was a boring thing to do.. so i decided to stare at the light while listening to sad music..&lt;br /&gt;finally it was 6:30am and my three alarm clocks began to ring. and i went to shower and get ready for school. i ate waffle and managed to get on  a bus to school by 8:00am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before school; sat there with friends..&lt;br /&gt;form; boring as usual.&lt;br /&gt;french; went in with a happy mood -saw someone- &amp;amp; watched movies for the whole lesson.&lt;br /&gt;morning tea; -saw someone- &amp;amp; mosquitoes decided to attack.. so sarah and i ran away.&lt;br /&gt;assembly; yr 8 assembly T.T &amp;amp; we had to talk about vertical form classes.&lt;br /&gt;hpe; swimming i had fun i guess but lost my hair tie.&lt;br /&gt;lunch; -saw someone- i decided i was completely out of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;drama; -saw someone AGAIN- &amp;amp; then had my stand-up comedy performance.. i failed:] &amp;amp; then my MEAN LADY TEACHER GAVE US THE MOST SCARY SURPRISE ATTACK!!&lt;br /&gt;a responding task of this stand-up comedy we just watched 5 mins ago.. it was totally not expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afterschool; i had wind ensemble and found out we were performing in 2 weeks in front of all yr 8 &amp;amp;9's OMG!! I said T.T i mean me, being a total newbie to bshs band.. just found this out =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well i felt sad after lunch today because of what vy said to me.. i kept me thinking through wind ensemble which made me lose count in some rests.. but the rest was all good. while walking to bus stop i talked to ivan to help me with the reason i was feeling upset and he kept saying "ooh~ buy him play boy magazine!!" and i walking off with a pissed off face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i arrived home and decided to msn..&lt;br /&gt;i only have my english presentation &amp;amp; maths assessment &amp;amp; flute auditions left. :]&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;joona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3368487843204588968-6546447903813844990?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/6546447903813844990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=6546447903813844990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i heard a sad song playing on the radio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;about a girl who loves him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;but she never really let it show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so when i thought today was my perfect day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i get a huge mood change at 4pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yeah.. after talking to my friend amanda on msn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;we were talking seriously about life and friendship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and i sorta exploded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my mood got worse later on having heaps and heaps of doubts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;believing nonsensical things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;it seems im one person who can never have a happily ever after..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i feel like i live in a fairytale and i feel like the princess which has never ending problems and when i think i have this happy scene.. my conscience just ruins everything and i get depressed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;well, i know none of that is true because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1. i live in reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2. even if i were living in a fairytale i can never be a princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;3. its not my conscience that ruins everything.. its people then my conscience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;well.. im not having the time of my life at the moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;but after i go through sadness.. happiness is sure to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i have a swimming assessment and drama assessment/performance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;wish me luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;goodnight and sleeptight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4261178547830861081?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4261178547830861081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=4261178547830861081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4261178547830861081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4261178547830861081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/lovely-day-miserable-day.html' title='lovely day --&gt; miserable day'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-3500827576680155831</id><published>2009-11-22T13:29:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:53:47.549+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;dear readers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;today i feel as if have the whole world :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i guess its because NO ONE tried to wake me up from my dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; seriously it was like one of the best dremas i had in years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;so today because of feeling so good i decided to clean my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;firstly i cleaned my desk because i hadn't cleaned it in ages..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my closet; separate all the old clothes &amp;amp; small ones and the one's in good condition.. i think im going to donate some to the salvation army :]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;next im going to wash all my teddies and big toys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;probably after that i shall wash my blanket and pillow :L&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;then vaccum &amp;amp; clean dusty areas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;well yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my tests &amp;amp; assignments are almost finished :"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; i guess i did pretty well at northshore test yesterday but during my science test..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my phone rang sooo loudly and it was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"every morning in the middle of dreaming of you~ GET UP GET UP!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i was sooo freaking shocked and people kept staring at me.. =v=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hmm.. here's the list of assignment &amp;amp; tests i have left  and when its due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;drama assignment/performance - Monday, 4th period&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;english assignment/presentation - Tuesday 4th period&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;flute audition - Wednesday, 3rd period&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;maths test- Wednesday, 4th period&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HPE practical assessment; Monday &amp;amp; Thursday, 3rd period&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;everything else i finished then :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;for french we're only watching movies in french because we've finished all our tests and its apparently going to help our listening :L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;for JTS i have to finish my spinning top and its sooo ugly D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i stuffed it up.. but who cares cause i got A+ for everything else :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;finally after this week i can get stuck into writing my lovestory book :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and also watch new moon &amp;amp; read more books -drool-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;im feeling so happy right now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;possibly gonna post another blog later :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oh &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i found a really pretty and cute photo of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAEKYUNG &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SwizmwRRN5I/AAAAAAAAACo/kMOLkSaz-ug/s1600/lovelovelove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SwizmwRRN5I/AAAAAAAAACo/kMOLkSaz-ug/s320/lovelovelove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406768831032014738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ahhh &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;sooo lovely&lt;br /&gt;well post laters&lt;br /&gt;joona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-3500827576680155831?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/3500827576680155831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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was waiting for someone.. but that person didnt turn up so i just walked into class and got ready for my science and maths test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH!! it was hard..&lt;br /&gt;well, then afterwards i waved at the someone and camille tried to bug the person so i walked away and told her to stop it :L *but i didnt actually wanna go either*&lt;br /&gt;so i wanted to go garden city and camille's dad said we could go after lunch..&lt;br /&gt;so we went back to her place and played on the wii and then ate..&lt;br /&gt;i ate soo much!! it was "shanghainese?"&lt;br /&gt;:L then we went to garden city and i texted someone if that someone wanted to hang out with us but.. that someone didnt reply.&lt;br /&gt;so i just walked around with camille thinking that someone must still be in class..&lt;br /&gt;a hour later.. 1 PM&lt;br /&gt;i walked into library with camille and started to read manga..&lt;br /&gt;i was quite depressed cause i never got the text message reply.. and so while frustrating about this i fell asleep on the sofa in the library.. since im a light sleeper i woke up many times and each time i woke up i was sweating cause i had nightmares..&lt;br /&gt;the nightmare was about "certain people" it freaked me out when camille woke me up at 1:20..&lt;br /&gt;camille and i then wandered about again and abouts 1:45 we bought frozen green tea yoghurts but then the woman who was making was sooo bad at it.&lt;br /&gt;while eating i decided to call that someone.. but that person didnt get the phone..&lt;br /&gt;then i went all depressed and gave up hope and went around shopping..&lt;br /&gt;soon my mum called abouts at 3pm and then we took camille home and then i went home and msned and changed my blog skin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im gonna msn now&lt;br /&gt;goodnight pplz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-8614962564333613263</id><published>2009-11-20T22:45:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:52:35.687+10:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation day</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a good day..&lt;br /&gt;well i had maths first and it was okay i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and then at morning tea i was playing around then went to pcl class.&lt;br /&gt;at pcl i talked and laughed with camille and then went down to convention centre.&lt;br /&gt;at convention centre i talked to camille and stuff and yeah..&lt;br /&gt;if you guys didnt notice i was very happy for some special reasons :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found the video veryy good but everything else was like so boring..&lt;br /&gt;and then when camille and i were going back i was trying to run away from "certain" people so i ran down the stairs and rolled my ankle -its okay now- and etc.&lt;br /&gt;went to no limits and it was practically deserted..&lt;br /&gt;then later albert and tim joined us and this other dude to make it a normal no limits.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. but we had no food today but i didnt care cause i was STILL happy XD&lt;br /&gt;then went to JTS class and marked the roll and then walked to bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;whilist this happened my happy mood started to fade..&lt;br /&gt;and then i went shopping with camille at garbo after studying in library and etc.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to northshore with our easyway.. i was getting sadder and sadder.&lt;br /&gt;during maths i was nearly dead until i remembered that next week northshore i couldnt go on the friday because of BBI? or BBC? anyways  yeah.. so i decided to call mum and tell her i have to go tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home my mood got better :D&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!~ that's why im very jumpy today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyous&lt;br /&gt;joona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-8614962564333613263?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/8614962564333613263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=8614962564333613263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8614962564333613263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to ALBERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got up real early today for basketball training -maybe a bit tooo early-&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. im blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 12:05am this morning :D&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up at 5:00am~&lt;br /&gt;so its 4 hours and 55 mins approx that i slept.&lt;br /&gt;well, i dont feel tired but im seriously scared about school today.. i have my drama performance and i bet ms kuno is gonna fail me.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;please god, since it is albert's birthday dont let me fail!! - relying on his birthday for my assignment XD-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im gonna put my shoes on and leave will post later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;readers!! im had a extremely moody day =3=&lt;br /&gt;cause its like im really scared for one moment and then angry and then happy then sad again then excited and etc..&lt;br /&gt;but majority of the day it was either jealousy or pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;most of the time the world doesnt go according to plan.. and this is what happened today..&lt;br /&gt;well it could've happened quite a while ago but i trust people too much at times because its really hard to believe someone can betray me even though it happened heaps of times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my classes were all boring today and i got complimented in many of my classes but..&lt;br /&gt;i guess morning tea and lunch were the biggest terrors.&lt;br /&gt;at least i didnt fail drama TODAY~*flashback to this morning*&lt;br /&gt;well yeah.. i didnt fail today which means i will fail on monday T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent done my northshore homework yet and my brother is graduating tomorrow :L&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but im not really that excited for either event..&lt;br /&gt;well, gonna stop blogging for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoyed..&lt;br /&gt;joona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-1513764915268992838?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/1513764915268992838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=1513764915268992838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/1513764915268992838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/1513764915268992838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/hbd-assignments.html' title='HBD &amp; ASSIGNMENTS'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5272711590334358903</id><published>2009-11-18T23:34:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:39:45.306+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HBD ALBERT!!</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right now its 11:35pm&lt;br /&gt;and in 25 minutes time it will be albert's birthday so yeah~'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALBERT&lt;/span&gt; in 25 mins&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna blog about my day so happy birthday song for albert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;happy birthday to you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;happy birthday to you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;happy birthday dear albert!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;happy birthday to you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HIPPIP HOORAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:L i know i spelt it wrong :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeah happy birthday albert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for reading..&lt;br /&gt;joona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5272711590334358903?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5272711590334358903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5272711590334358903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5272711590334358903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5272711590334358903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/hbd-albert.html' title='HBD ALBERT!!'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-7734806402611932413</id><published>2009-11-17T23:06:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:21:00.090+10:00</updated><title type='text'>english,french SIGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;heart don't fail me now, courage don't desert me. don't turn back now that we're here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;today was a great day i guess :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;well i woke up at 6 am and was smiling my face off cause i had an awesome dream -drool- **please don't think wrong**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;anyways yeah then i went to school for basketball training for BBC but then you should've seen my layups they weren't even layups :L i was like so epic-failing and then i finally remembered XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;it was a very tiring morning and camel rolled her ankle and then we had to go to I BLOCK staff room to hand in our pastry day forms for french :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;form; =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hpe; slept until teacher said "next week we're learning about human relationships!" i eyebrowed at sabrina XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;morning tea; told katy about my dream and went hype because of the heat :D &amp;amp; then people stared at me for wasting food.. sorry~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;jts; stuffed up everything =3= who cares  i just need a A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;flute lesson; i didnt even play :L i pretended to play &amp;amp; auditions next week D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;maths; i have no idea what mr davis was talking about XD navigations? no, probability? no.. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;lunch; T.T didnt get to eat lemonade icey-pole because some yr 9's bought like 69 of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;english; whole class got into trouble and also saw some presentations.. mine is tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;wish me luck for english and french tomorrow.. both speaking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/JOONA%5E%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SwKihSv-MbI/AAAAAAAAACg/JvGx1kvhaSs/s1600/rejected.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SwKihSv-MbI/AAAAAAAAACg/JvGx1kvhaSs/s320/rejected.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405061195650445746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;a printscreen of my english seminar powerpoint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;yeah.. i feel sleepy now &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i cant wait for you're beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;iloveyou guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-7734806402611932413?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/7734806402611932413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=7734806402611932413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/7734806402611932413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/7734806402611932413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/englishfrench-sigh.html' title='english,french SIGH'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SwKihSv-MbI/AAAAAAAAACg/JvGx1kvhaSs/s72-c/rejected.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4788932589787815454</id><published>2009-11-16T19:02:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:41:18.178+10:00</updated><title type='text'>depressing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I can't get you of my mind, cause every thought I have is based on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i wasn't feeling that good and thought it was just another one of my moodswings so i tried to hide it until i came home afterschool i was like seriously depressed and went on my bed and cried (personal reasons) and went unconsious.. =3=&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up it was 6:35?&lt;br /&gt;so im like O.O what happened to my mum..&lt;br /&gt;and she's like you forgot to take your medicine so you like fainted.&lt;br /&gt;she took it like it was nothing.. cause it wasnt that bad but.. i feel so weird.&lt;br /&gt;well, my dizziness is gone and i took my medicine and MUST NOT forget to eat tomoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;form; wasn't in a very good mood.&lt;br /&gt;french; speaking exam PRACTICE! i laughed over the most lamest things.&lt;br /&gt;morning tea; bought apple juice!! epic scene..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edowa: eww why the hell did you buy piss joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joona: :D:D idk but i think this piss tastes like apple juice *sips*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edowa: ewww you retard :L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joona: thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yup hilarious~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;assembly; really sad.. wonder why.. =="&lt;br /&gt;hpe; started to sing depressing songs to sabrina &amp;amp; another epic scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boys: joona only swam 2 times this whole semester!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joona; D: dobbers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mr pike; but she swam better than you guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joona; -pokes tongue-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lunch; went with lizzy to office to get cough medicine (cause poor lizzy was sick today) but the office lady didnt have any so i bought her an ice-block to cheer her up :]&lt;br /&gt;drama; OMGOMG!! PERFORMANCES!!! well, god thank you~ i didnt perform :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;my day was a bit tiring and stressful but i survived..&lt;br /&gt;goodnight readers..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna check my english assignment and read :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4788932589787815454?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4788932589787815454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=4788932589787815454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4788932589787815454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4788932589787815454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/depressing.html' title='depressing'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-8799593758992357200</id><published>2009-11-15T15:18:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:26:28.101+10:00</updated><title type='text'>miss pro chef :L</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I could never comprehend why he loved her so much. Now I wonder why I had ever loved him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihihi readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today is an&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; interesting day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept in.. this is very unusual :L&lt;br /&gt;and i showered and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; cleaned my room&lt;/span&gt; (like put my books in shelf LOL) and then i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;began to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my final copy of&lt;/span&gt; drama script &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and my &lt;/span&gt;english assignment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;distracted&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;started to download music..&lt;/span&gt; "you're beautiful ost"&lt;br /&gt;my favourite song from the ost is: without words.. (girl &amp;amp; boy version)&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;studied again&lt;/span&gt; and then &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;got distracted&lt;/span&gt; by msn..&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;studied&lt;/span&gt; :L &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;distraction..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;mum went out&lt;/span&gt; so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;she was like at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;sunshine coast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;make lunch &lt;/span&gt;for my brother and myself..&lt;br /&gt;i decided today's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;menu was gonna be noodles and spring rolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;delighted to cook&lt;/span&gt; after a while of not cooking since i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hadn't cooked for like 2 weeks &lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;flashback&lt;/span&gt;* fire on joona's arms..*&lt;br /&gt;that was scary..&lt;br /&gt;well, today i didnt hurt myself but i made &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the kitchen a bit messy..&lt;/span&gt; sigh..&lt;br /&gt;and cleaned it.&lt;br /&gt;for once &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my brother was like "it tastes good."&lt;/span&gt; i grinned and ate :L&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; said to myself :D "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;im sooooo good at cooking.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;covered my mouth and said.. "wow.. i complimented myself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently my brother didnt hear this since he was playing kingdom hearts :L (for once its not basketball)&lt;br /&gt;after i finished cleaning and watched my brother play then suddenly my mum came O.O&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; MORE food&lt;/span&gt;.. i ran away from it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;didn't go to lifegroup&lt;/span&gt; today because of my assignments T.T&lt;br /&gt;but still i dont regret since im at home facebooking &amp;amp; probs later dramaing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;its gonna be awesome :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;  today i'd like to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; thank god for this lovely day&lt;/span&gt; and that i didnt get injured and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;for vy &lt;/span&gt;because she's such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;nice friend to "chat" to&lt;/span&gt; :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-8799593758992357200?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/8799593758992357200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=8799593758992357200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8799593758992357200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8799593758992357200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/miss-pro-chef-l.html' title='miss pro chef :L'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4360620094505361207</id><published>2009-11-14T17:57:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:14:54.649+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dramatic day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;color:#003366;"  &gt;You can close your eyes to things you don’t want  to see, but you can’t close your heart to things you don’t want to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just when&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; i thought my life was peaceful..&lt;/span&gt; people made it complicated again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes.. i just get too confused and get my feelings mixed up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these days im having so many moody days!! i get angry at my friends for no reason and shout then the next minute &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;im smiling like im the happiest person alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;truthfully, i hate that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i starting to forget who i am and who i was and who i want to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today i woke up really late.. about 8 am.. so my mum got pissed at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i showered and got ready for church and guess what~ i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;actually wore a dress &lt;/span&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i got &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my flute and bible and notebook&lt;/span&gt; and got on the car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at church i was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;half-asleep&lt;/span&gt; until the main service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;played my flute &lt;/span&gt;and for some reason i thought to myself &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;" ooh~ im playing beautifully today!!" &lt;/span&gt;it made me feel a bit.. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i went to korean lifegroup and today we were playing a game where we make a title  and write a sentence and then pass it to the next person and then the person writes another sentence to continue the story and so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then we had a bible/general knowledge quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;epic-failed but since i got some questions right&lt;/span&gt; i got prize too :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sigh.. my bro got 1st place again T.T) so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i put all the chairs away.. since no one actually bothered.. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but when i went outside after cleaning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;something dramatic happened. but its a secret&lt;br /&gt; sorry~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i came home abouts 3:30 pm and started to play around with my lil sis :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i watched "you're beautiful" and completely fell in love with SHINWOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he's like a new version on JIHOO &lt;3 well yeah.. now im trying to finish my drama homework and english.. its getting abit annoying but i NEED to finish it so that i can continue to watch SHINWOO -drool- hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE K-DRAMA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i might blog another post later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou guys &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4360620094505361207?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4360620094505361207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=4360620094505361207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4360620094505361207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4360620094505361207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/dramatic-day.html' title='dramatic day'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-6397536167225498714</id><published>2009-11-12T22:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:00:12.558+10:00</updated><title type='text'>miss lucky</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing facinating happened today..&lt;br /&gt;im just miss lucky today :]&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was gonna be a bad day cause i almost fell over like 69 times before drama (1st period) but i probably almost fell because of my stupidity =="&lt;br /&gt;so.. yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;form; boring O.O&lt;br /&gt;drama; teacher said my drama script was veddy good and funny~ so hard to believe..&lt;br /&gt;morning tea; ate my chicken chips and milk but apparently vy and nat found it funny?&lt;br /&gt;pcl; got my subjects for 2010 and im almost finished with the card i need to make..&lt;br /&gt;hpe; did clothes swim..(extension activity)i got a really good mark.. but its sports..&lt;br /&gt;lunch; crossed campus and "discussed" my subjects next year :D heaps of people are in my classes and camille doesnt have many.. :O and she's not in ANY of my classes except PCL..&lt;br /&gt;french; had very bad mood swings.. depressed.. annoyed then worried and suddenly hungry and then drooling :L cause we got our order form for pastry day after test.&lt;br /&gt;power-up; i died.. the teacher made it harder since it was our last one :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i played some games and stuff after this&lt;br /&gt;to prove my luck~&lt;br /&gt;and guess what i won :L&lt;br /&gt;but in the end THE COMPUTER BEAT ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;this proves my luck faded away..&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;goodnight readers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love joona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-6397536167225498714?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/6397536167225498714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=6397536167225498714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6397536167225498714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6397536167225498714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/miss-lucky.html' title='miss lucky'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-9185835947255324272</id><published>2009-11-11T22:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:50:30.661+10:00</updated><title type='text'>gibberish :L</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sometimes a heart can't afford to be just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if you dont understand what i write today..&lt;br /&gt;:L im having a gibberish day&lt;br /&gt;i cannot talk / type/write properly..&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just do my blog short and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today :]&lt;br /&gt;before school; ate cake &amp;amp; then got on a bus to school..&lt;br /&gt;form; had a bad stomachache but then the teacher said we were getting out subjects for next year tomorrow @ pcl.. so im friggin excited :]&lt;br /&gt;jts; making my KEY!! but its so friggin crooked and i cbf to fix.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;morning tea; sat next to camille because i thought it was sarah. i cbf to move so i just sat there..&lt;br /&gt;french; monsieur michel got pissed at 3/4 of the class (inc.me) for not doing our homework :P&lt;br /&gt;english;finished assignment =3= so played around with photoshop &amp;amp; laughed my head off..&lt;br /&gt;lunch; basketball meeting &amp;amp; then sarah called me to come to d block for lunch =3=/&lt;br /&gt;went up the stairs and just before sitting down people were telling me someone was behind me.. ==" but i was too slow..&lt;br /&gt;maths; mr pedo was like.. okay get your homeworks out while i go get the atlas and i was like shocked cause i didnt do it.. (since he never marks) so while he was gone i finished all of 12A in 5 mins.. it was suprising and i paid attention :L suprising i know~&lt;br /&gt;afterschool; got on a bus and then walked home and arrived early.. then i played flute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone wish me luck for my tests/performance/assignments..&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow; french writing test.&lt;br /&gt;friday; draft for english &amp;amp; drama due.&lt;br /&gt;monday; drama STAND-UP COMEDY (one person show) performance T.T *theme i chose " valentine's day"* its gay cause im not funny.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday or wednesday; english speech &amp;amp; french speaking test&lt;br /&gt;and more for later..&lt;br /&gt;i pray i wont fail.. cause i actually studied O.O&lt;br /&gt;- i keep nerding these days.. its suprising me and my family &amp;amp; friends :L-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well goodnight readers and sweet dreams&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;iloveyou guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;joona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-9185835947255324272?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/9185835947255324272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=9185835947255324272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/9185835947255324272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/9185835947255324272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/gibberish-l.html' title='gibberish :L'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-6947206951323816915</id><published>2009-11-10T21:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:23:20.277+10:00</updated><title type='text'>apologies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People is telling me that you lied to me, and i know that, still i don't want to believe them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;please forgive me for not keeping my promise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i promise to blog everyday when i can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; - im pretty sure i could've blogged during the last 2 days but.. i chose drama over blogging T.T im so sorry~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;well im put a summary in for what i did during the past few days and today :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;slept in and wished mummy a happy birthday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;then i started studying and stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i decided to msn after breakfast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i read jane austen novels afterwards and then mum said she was going shopping so i asked her to buy me dark blue shorts.. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;-a while later- mum comes back with dresses =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i am totally shocked she knows my size and i actually like the dresses but i know i will never wear them.. sigh~ :L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i didnt go to swimming training or badminton :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;OH I GOT MY LAPTOP &amp;amp; WIRELESS BACK :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;went to school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;had wind ensemble afterwards..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;was so friggin tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;came home turned on msn and tried to do my english assignment but i couldnt be bothered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;so i started dramaing and then ate dinner and drama &amp;amp; msned then.. about 10:40ish.. i started my english draft since i thought it was due on tuesday...  i finished at 11:15ish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;then watched dramas afterwards facebooked :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;form; was tired.. but silent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hpe; we're learning about growth and development and we're gonna learn about *eyebrows*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;flute lesson; i had to leave hpe and go to lesson =3= it was okay i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;morning tea; bought the normal stuff from tuckshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;jts; used the hole saw. it was scary but turned out pretty and also i started to make my key :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;maths; got results for maths assignment (the one i did at 3 in the morning and finished at 7 am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;results were okay.. but not asian enough.. =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;lunch; friends and i decided to sit at d block because apparently there was gonna be a water balloon fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;english; handed my draft in and started reading my blog(this blog) through the korean google :L &amp;amp; then started print screening random things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;home; daddy's birthday today :L went out to eat.. but i really wanted to stay home SIGH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;then ate KOREAN BBQ.. (sigh korean again =3=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;well yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;my life isnt really interesting these days but im satisfied.. cause its fairly peaceful ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i laugh a lot these days.. and laughing is good for the heart and the ABS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hmm.. i think i might msn a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and then maybe drama :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight readers&lt;br /&gt;and sweet dreams &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-6947206951323816915?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/6947206951323816915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=6947206951323816915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6947206951323816915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6947206951323816915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/apologies.html' title='apologies..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4858047806871208969</id><published>2009-11-07T21:49:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:52:20.645+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hihihi&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"People think it's holding on that makes you stronger, but sometimes it's letting go"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a fantastic day~&lt;br /&gt;i went to church and had fun cause we had outdoor service..&lt;br /&gt;i took heaps of photos and blew bubbles~&lt;br /&gt;i'll upload tomorrow or some other time :D&lt;br /&gt;i promise!&lt;br /&gt;right now im watching dramas~&lt;br /&gt;well, have a goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams :D&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4858047806871208969?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4858047806871208969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=4858047806871208969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4858047806871208969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4858047806871208969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/hihihi3.html' title='hihihi&lt;3'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4350793363485401124</id><published>2009-11-06T20:58:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:25:51.268+10:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes :D instead of blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my day was extremely boring today :L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so.. read these quotes instead~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"I would give up everything for one moment with you; for one moment is better than a lifetime of not knowing you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Its hard to pretend you love someone when you don't but its harder to pretend that you don't love someone when you really do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Sometimes you dont realize how much you care for someone until they stop caring for you"&lt;br /&gt;"Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never met&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&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;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;did you guys like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;its all depressing right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well, i like them.. because "it relates to me" -friends say i like things that relate to me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today i had no limits.. that was the most exciting thing of the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the most ANNOYING thing was that i got sprayed with water while crossing for no limits ==" annoying year 12's ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh and im writing this for liz and sarah and polina so that they dont forget!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you OWE me's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lizzy: $2 &amp;amp;&amp;amp; you owe me a diary =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sarah: $1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;polina $ 1.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;enjoy the rest of the night :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;goodnight and sleeptight everyone&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4350793363485401124?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4350793363485401124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=4350793363485401124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4350793363485401124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4350793363485401124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/quotes-d-instead-of-blogging.html' title='quotes :D instead of blogging.'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-6920774721114577817</id><published>2009-11-05T21:19:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:24:12.872+10:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy busy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"True love will never fade unless it was a lie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i apologise for not blogging yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i had a really bad headache and i was studying hardcore/ practising flute for the auditions i had today~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i was freaking out badly this morning and even had a nightmare of failing my french test and flute auditions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;form; forgot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;drama; epicly failed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;morning tea; chatted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pcl; made a card for the yr 7 orientation day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hpe; played my flute at the swimming place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;lunch; freaked out and went to auditions 15 mins late and i got in phew~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;french; had my test.. awfully easy/hard.. hope i did well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;afterschool; basketball then pigged out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yeah.. i dont have much time for blogging today but i hope you read enough of my stupidness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;love you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-6920774721114577817?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/6920774721114577817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=6920774721114577817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6920774721114577817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6920774721114577817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy busy busy!!!'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5326818539588133367</id><published>2009-11-03T21:48:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:05:09.914+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dream a little of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dreaming of you ♫ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today was a very pleasant day i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;except hmm.. i just had a neutral point of view everywhere i went..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well, later it turned into positive and then i got pissed but.. this is called "MMCD"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-major mood changing day :L-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yes.. very nice abbreviation :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;subjects:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;form: going to dreamworld 03/12 &amp;amp; wet'n'wild 08/12 *very big grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hpe; test.. i probably epic failed.. didnt study for like 4 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;morning tea; my hot dog was pink D: i found it gross! (although i love pink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;jts; teacher was away.. i talked to amanda and we did spelling instead of reading.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;maths; was satisfied with my mark.. but i got the easiest question wrong T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;lunch; listened to ipod and then went to talk to an :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;english; typed "cinderella" then wandered around the class and gossiped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;afterschool; got pissed off at mason for being a b**c*!!! i will get revenge &gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hmm.. interesting day ehh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well, i had the weirdest dream &amp;amp; once again my dream was random..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;strange dolls everywhere with 3D eyes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;they were freaking me out.. &gt;&lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when i woke up i had one next to me ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;then i slept in LOLOLOL :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;once again i didnt complete my french homework cause i dont have a name for the "random name" section cause.. i dont want to put a name there but the teacher was like for a better mark you need to put as much info there~ even if you dont have one :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*flashback*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sigh.. camille tried to write it on my book but pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no way!! gonna go now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;err.. goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;dream a little of me :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5326818539588133367?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5326818539588133367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5326818539588133367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5326818539588133367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5326818539588133367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/d.html' title='dream a little of me'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4254477555616368798</id><published>2009-11-02T20:13:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:14:33.344+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just a girl standing in front of a boy.. asking him to love her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's funny how a person can break your heart, and you can still love them with all the little pieces&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;dears readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;its funny how people know me.. when i dont understand myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;today seemed like a normal day.. but i guess many things happened undercover..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;for once.. i was smiling brightly while walking to school listening to actual happy songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;-today-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;french;&lt;/strong&gt; camel tried to write on my book cause the teacher was like.. write down&amp;nbsp;your boyfriend's or girlfriend's name.. it doesnt matter if you actually have one or not.. it will get you good marks for french.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;but i didnt allow camille to.. so yeah.. its blank :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morning tea; &lt;/strong&gt;arrived at F block later than i expected cause camille slowed me down by heaps.. =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;assembly; &lt;/strong&gt;died of boredom.. then got irritated by the yr 10's behind me.. they were friggin loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hpe; &lt;/strong&gt;didnt swim today.. talked to karin about my love life.. karin started laughing epicly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunch; &lt;/strong&gt;ditched camille at library and then went to f block and sat with karin &amp;amp; scabbed shani's fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drama;&lt;/strong&gt; sattire again.. and one group parodied assembly&amp;nbsp;and darcy who played mr marney was so hardcorely&amp;nbsp;good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;i came home extremely early.. (cause i&amp;nbsp;ran..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;then.. went on msn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;had a big chat with&amp;nbsp;an.. after a longtime of misunderstanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;yeah.. right now.. i feel a bit depressed.. totally opposite of what i felt in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;:]&amp;nbsp;i will put a smile here for you&amp;nbsp;guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;eventually i will smile brightly&amp;nbsp;soon.. but till then.. you have to listen to my depressing view&amp;nbsp;of life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;yours faithfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joona&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4254477555616368798?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4254477555616368798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=4254477555616368798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4254477555616368798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4254477555616368798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-just-girl-standing-in-front-of-boy.html' title='I&apos;m just a girl standing in front of a boy.. asking him to love her.'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-2803443913189798134</id><published>2009-11-01T17:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:48:21.658+10:00</updated><title type='text'>new phone..</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i had a lot of fun..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go swimming or badminton and just stayed home and studied + msn and then went to sunnybank plaza and met liz and then went to lifegroup and had all sorts of fun :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i've been thinking for the past few days what i wanted for christmas ( i know its a bit early but im desperate).. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;so i was thinking maybe a new phone.. cause my N95 is dying since i dropped it this wednesday.. after speech day =="&lt;br /&gt;so yeah... i might save up by myself.. or i'll get dad to buy for me since.. he's buying my brother another LAPTOP since he's going to uni ==" and im probably stuck with his ALMOST NEW laptop =3=&lt;br /&gt;and i need your help!! to pick which phone :D&lt;br /&gt;ps. they're both pink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/Su08tw1yoII/AAAAAAAAABQ/v46uhx33EUM/s1600-h/LG+KP500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/Su08tw1yoII/AAAAAAAAABQ/v46uhx33EUM/s320/LG+KP500.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this one is called a LG KP500 COOKIE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cute name ehh :D i really like it :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/Su089ZGxdFI/AAAAAAAAABY/Dyb_1rKh6fY/s1600-h/Elegance+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/Su089ZGxdFI/AAAAAAAAABY/Dyb_1rKh6fY/s320/Elegance+3.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this one.. is called ELEGANCE 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;awesome name too :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hmm.. similar to my N95 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i like this one a lot too ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so please comment on my cbox and help me decide!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and quickly.. so i can save up or ask my dad =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;thanks JOONA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-2803443913189798134?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/2803443913189798134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=2803443913189798134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2803443913189798134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2803443913189798134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-phone.html' title='new phone..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/Su08tw1yoII/AAAAAAAAABQ/v46uhx33EUM/s72-c/LG+KP500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-7466407508539473556</id><published>2009-10-31T22:14:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:19:42.440+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my 50th post~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;gimme candy or i will throw organic eggs at you! (organic eggs: good for skin..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my 50th post!! without changing the website :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is a good thing because it means i dont have many stalkers to stalk me :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well today was a good day.. but it was really normal :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woke up saying " TT" its only a dream~ i wish it was real.. " :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then showered and got ready for church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wore a dress then thought i looked girly so changed into jeans and tube top and vest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then got my flute,bible,pencil case, notebook, mobile and&amp;nbsp;ipod touch into my bag and got on the car and went to church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;at church praised god.. and a reverend from the salvation army came and talked to us.. (learnt that salvation army was a church as well as a fundraising thing.) after that i went to teen sabbath school and learnt about.. &lt;em&gt;teenagers caring about their appearance and how this relates and takes us closer to god..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;being me.. i got in trouble for day dreaming today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after sabbath school i went to play my flute for the church orchestra and the other flute people complimented that my skills improved again.. and i was like TT" "i havent been playing for almost 2 months.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the people face went like O-O *i bet they were probably thinking.. i shouldn't have said that to her.. she's not gonna practise even more*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well yeah.. im so pro~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i even got to play a solo after such a long time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then i started writing lyrics during the sermon and then saw mimi's missed call.. texted her.. she said it was a mistake then.. random things.. and esther spammed on my school diary.. but i found it really beautiful and a heart-warming message from her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i ate lunch at church and this is always a hard task for me cause i pretend to have a small appetite :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then after i started to play handball with a 5 year old cause he was pleading me and i thought it was cute XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i played with him and each time i won he always said LINES or FOOL or OUT.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;since i was so nice i said.. " wow, you're so smart.. D: i lost.. your ace again.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;honestly.. i felt like a loser in front of all my friends.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so.. i wanted peace and quiet.. went to my private corner and hid there and listened to "when you say nothing at all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then i had korean lifegroup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i thought i was going to die.. but the student rep gave me m&amp;amp;m's to concentrate :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went home and watched tv.. and ate and read manga and.. msned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am talking to SOMEONE right now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:L someone thought someone was the someone from yesterday but no.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i played facebook today and right now im earning points to buy the someone :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;goodnight and sleeptight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;joona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-7466407508539473556?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/7466407508539473556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=7466407508539473556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/7466407508539473556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/7466407508539473556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-50th-post.html' title='my 50th post~'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-1645552995545947626</id><published>2009-10-30T22:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:30:03.299+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sad to happy to sad..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;im having major moodswings today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;well i woke up bright and early..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;and went to catch an early train and charged my go-card there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;i got on the train and went and sat down and turned my ipod touch music sound very loudly and played bejeweled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;there was this weird notice then but i ignored it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;35&amp;nbsp;minutes passed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;YAY! highscore :L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;*joona checks the time*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;OMG!!! AHHHHH~ I GOT ON THE WRONG TRAIN!! then i started to call people and my mum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;i thought i got on the wrong train.. and no one from bshs was on the same carriage so i decided it was time to cry.. (it was heaps more silent and dramatic than this..) then i started calling my brother for help.. he told me to get off at central station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;i got off at central and saw EVERYONE FROM STATE HIGH :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;i was very very ashamed when i saw this.. i mean i friggin cried and didnt even get on the wrong train!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;i got to school just on time after running my pro sprinting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;exactly 9:20am. i arrived and form and the teacher marked the notices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;form; huffed and puffed and died from shortage of air..&lt;br /&gt;maths; studied.. and randomly scribbled in my book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning tea; drank juice and scabbed food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english; almost fell asleep and then talked to kaveri and ella.&lt;br /&gt;drama; learnt more of sattire and then talked about neighbours with my group..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch; NO LIMITS!! we did debating today and i was in the "kids" group :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jts; had to start my jig all over again.. finished in 30 minutes.. realised i was so fast!&lt;br /&gt;afterschool; went to the library and read manga with camille then northshore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;so my day was really really happy.. (camille always knows why :D) but got ruined at northshore.. i was just about to enter class for maths then i saw.. ALEX SEETO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;i got a heart attack and almost burst into tears.. i dont know why but he makes me feel sooo angry and depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;well, yeah and then i tried to cheer myself up but no.. wasnt successful and after like 5 minutes i walked out again.. and then i saw enlo and someone.. i got another shock and just sat down :L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;right now i am making my own fan fiction website.. i hope you guys actually read and enjoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;maybe it would be my fantasy but.. hehehe i like them&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-1645552995545947626?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/1645552995545947626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=1645552995545947626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/1645552995545947626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/1645552995545947626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/sad-to-happy-to-sad.html' title='sad to happy to sad..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-305335756474046711</id><published>2009-10-29T21:39:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:44:43.787+10:00</updated><title type='text'>jummp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;today was not the most delightful day but i was very jumpy and smiley..&lt;br /&gt;i just have the weirdest dreams now.. it scares me and makes me smile.. and sometimes makes my heart race.. the thing is i cant compare my dreams and reality now.. because they're equally good :) god is giving me happiness right now and i can feel its presence but.. i wonder how long it would last.. cause.. happiness only lasts a little while :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day.&lt;br /&gt;morning; got to bus stop early.. but the bus didnt come for 20 minutes :O i was so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;form; bigger silence..&lt;br /&gt;drama; i seriously hate myself doing comedy..&lt;br /&gt;morning tea;&amp;nbsp; changed..&amp;nbsp; then talked..&lt;br /&gt;pcl; very boring.. and then the teacher let us chat.. :D&lt;br /&gt;hpe; played basketball &amp;amp; tennis :]&lt;br /&gt;lunch; laughed my ass off.. then went all sad and depressed..&lt;br /&gt;french; slept.. finally woke up for last 20 minutes and ate cake :) &lt;br /&gt;afterschool; went all happy and jumpy :) (camille knows why AGAIN) and power-up&amp;nbsp; -muscle man!!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha~ idk but im extremely happy..&lt;br /&gt;hope it lasts..&lt;br /&gt;and i changed my skin again.. hope you like it&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-305335756474046711?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/305335756474046711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=305335756474046711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/305335756474046711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/305335756474046711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/jummp.html' title='jummp!'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-9049352230003530594</id><published>2009-10-29T20:53:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:44:04.335+10:00</updated><title type='text'>still in love with you lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she was all i ever wanted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she was all i ever needed and more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but she walked out my door&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah, she went away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;left my heart in two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;left me standing here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;singing all these blues&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you left without a single word&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not even "sorry"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it might of hurt worse to hear you say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i'm leaving; goodbye"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but your smile still makes my heart sing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another sad song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't forget it, i won't regret it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'cause i'm still in love with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we had fun under the sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and when winter came&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she'd be my angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were so in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then she went away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;left my heart in two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;left me standing here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;singing all these blues, yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you left without a single word&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not even "sorry"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it might of hurt worse to hear you say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i'm leaving; goodbye"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but your smile still makes my heart sing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another sad song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't forget it, i won't regret it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'cause i'm still in love with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still in love with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't know what hurts worse, baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seeing you with him or being alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on my own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know he doesn't love you, baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not like i did&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh, what's the point?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're not listening anyway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you left without a single word&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not even "sorry"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it might of hurt worse to hear you say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i'm leaving; goodbye"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but your smile still makes my heart sing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another sad song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't forget it, i won't regret it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'cause i'm still in love with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-9049352230003530594?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/9049352230003530594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=9049352230003530594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/9049352230003530594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/9049352230003530594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/still-in-love-with-you-lyrics.html' title='still in love with you lyrics'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-3608659397850241802</id><published>2009-10-28T18:53:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:16:41.023+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my obsession: stars..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why didn't I hold on to your hand?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter how much time has passed..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting obsessed with stars.. is that a bad thing? maybe i guess :L (note: joona has a R RATED MIND!!)&lt;br /&gt;i changed my skin if you guys havent noticed.. :)&lt;br /&gt;i tried getting a good blue sky with stars but couldnt find but gardens in heart shapes are good enough for me :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a pretty boring day..&lt;br /&gt;it was like speech day and stuff :L&lt;br /&gt;i learnt something new too :D&lt;br /&gt;albert's name is LE-BO! hehehe~ i will now continue to call &lt;strike&gt;albert&lt;/strike&gt; le-bo that :L&lt;br /&gt;aww.. i just found out it was meant to be eibo? but i decided to call ei bo this.. LEBO HEBO HOBO :]&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. i found out when i was looking at the speech day assembly order thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day:&lt;br /&gt;morning: slept in =3=.. went on bus.. &lt;em&gt;arrived late&lt;/em&gt; ==" and VY GOT BRACES!!&lt;br /&gt;form; silence..&lt;br /&gt;jts; teacher and i talked about how guys looked &lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt; in white shirts and ties :D&lt;br /&gt;french; died.. it was sooo boring and then i went sad cause madamoiselle baker is leaving next week?&lt;br /&gt;lunch; randomly played around this includes.. filming "gee-snsd" dance &lt;br /&gt;assembly; died.. &lt;br /&gt;afterschool; dropped my phone and ran like hell cause mason stole it &amp;gt;: O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im bored.. nothing more to write :L&lt;br /&gt;talk to you guys tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the rest of this beautiful night :]&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-3608659397850241802?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/3608659397850241802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=3608659397850241802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/3608659397850241802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/3608659397850241802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-obsession-stars.html' title='my obsession: stars..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4331184417077037717</id><published>2009-10-27T21:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:42:43.821+10:00</updated><title type='text'>retardedness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOVE LIKE THIS- SS501:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HYUNJOONG IS NOW MINE!!! MINE I TELL YOU~&lt;br /&gt;sarah gave him to me cause she didnt like his hairstyle.. but i can resist that :L&amp;nbsp; personal experiences before.. (camille knows what im talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;morning: woke up.. went on bus cause i was running late.. and then yeah.. arrived and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;form; boring.. didnt talk much..&lt;br /&gt;hpe: paid attention for half the lesson and then talked away with kim..&lt;br /&gt;morning tea; ate and joked around with katy about AMEB grade&amp;nbsp;8 PIANO&lt;br /&gt;jts; boring.. got scared of the iron soldering thing.. because it has steam..&amp;nbsp;apparently it was hot :O&lt;br /&gt;maths; maths test.. =3= but mr. pedo came late once more.. and i got the easiest question wrong.. =="&lt;br /&gt;lunch; wandered around with a calculator and replaced someone for dodgeball game and talked to katy.&lt;br /&gt;english; heaps of writing i got pissed off.. the guy who sat next to me talked to himself.. cause i ignored..&lt;br /&gt;afterschool; went home and msned.. and ate.. and homeworked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feelings are confusing.. i dont understand but who cares IM A TEENAGER :L (nice excuse)&lt;br /&gt;well, today i had to fix enlo's blog again CAUSE BEN STUFFED IT UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;im getting a bit annoyed &amp;gt;:O &lt;br /&gt;:L well, im thinking of starting a blog fixing business..&lt;br /&gt;open from 7pm-9:30pm from mon-fri&lt;br /&gt;and costs $69 per hour inc. gst.&lt;br /&gt;: D &lt;br /&gt;best business ever but for now..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna chat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4331184417077037717?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4331184417077037717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=4331184417077037717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4331184417077037717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4331184417077037717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/retardedness.html' title='retardedness'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-8233789867263010020</id><published>2009-10-26T20:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:55:20.084+10:00</updated><title type='text'>to do list</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;prepare for maths test&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ask john to check north shore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drama assignment (due in 3 weeks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;english assignment (due in 2 weeks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;practise basketball (tournament)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hpe test soon..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;french homework&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;try to get laptop back =3=&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-8233789867263010020?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5730695909611049956</id><published>2009-10-26T20:52:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:53:10.167+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLOLOL :D</title><content type='html'>hi readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a very funny,painful and tiring day :D&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i woke up i just wandered around the house and then slept on my mum's bed =="&lt;br /&gt;then when i woke up again.. it was 7AM!!&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was gonna be late so rapidly got ready and packed my lunch and went to catch the train :L&lt;br /&gt;i caught the train and listened to music.. it was shuffling =3= and guessed what? depressing music lined up T.T&lt;br /&gt;so then when i arrived to school i super walked and waited for everyone for 20mins and then finally sarah arrived -dies- and i became a bit spasm cause im nervous about something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;form; boring as usual.. didnt talk too much today.. except i was spasming =="&lt;br /&gt;french;&amp;nbsp; apparently i told camille my mobile number was 04 69 69 69 69&lt;br /&gt;morning tea; vy kept kicking my butt =3= and then stole my diary &lt;br /&gt;assembly; i sat with vy and vy was staring at *eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;hpe; swimming =3= got a cramp all over the place almost every 5 minutes.. (probs&amp;nbsp;cause i tried&amp;nbsp;to show-off)&lt;br /&gt;lunch; ate and then got form for basketball competition&lt;br /&gt;drama; acted out commercials in comedy..teacher says our school performed inappropriate things.&lt;br /&gt;afterschool; caught train with lizzy and sarah.. then tried walking in the rain with lizzy but mum came and picked us up and then we dropped off liz and i went home and msned + pigged out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im bored.. =3= &lt;br /&gt;so.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i fixed like 2 blogs today..&lt;br /&gt;enlo's and albert's and finally updated mine =3=&lt;br /&gt;so much time gone~! but at least i finished all my homework and everything?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, goodnight and sleeptight everyone :] &lt;br /&gt;and wish me luck for my maths test :[&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5730695909611049956?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5730695909611049956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5730695909611049956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5730695909611049956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5730695909611049956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/lololol-d.html' title='LOLOLOL :D'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-7504165899996310507</id><published>2009-10-25T21:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:24:57.575+10:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dot dot dot.. was my title for today's blog..&lt;br /&gt;doesnt it sound depressing?&lt;br /&gt;well, its meant to be.. :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i TRIED to sleep in but couldnt so woke up and cleaned up my room and then listened to sad songs on my bed..&lt;br /&gt;but today i cried while listening to the songs..&lt;br /&gt;SAD DEPRESSING KOREAN SONGS (liz says)&lt;br /&gt;but i like them.. they have actual meaning in them and they relate to me..&lt;br /&gt;after this i showered and ate breakfast.. &lt;br /&gt;then i&amp;nbsp; decided to draw anime.. on my whiteboard with a red marker. (so random..)&lt;br /&gt;soon.. i got bored and read manga.. then i completed all my northshore homework and then did my school homework then.. i msned.&lt;br /&gt;i had a lot of freetime afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to choose a song for talent show finals.. IF I IMPOSSIBLY GOT IN..&lt;br /&gt;then i fixed enlo's blog cause ben stuffed it up..&lt;br /&gt;afterwards i ate lunch and then randomly wandered around thinking..&lt;br /&gt;then i went swimming..&lt;br /&gt;i timed myself.. and i beat my pb for freestyle :D&lt;br /&gt;my mum and i went shopping afterwards and i bought heaps of snacks.&lt;br /&gt;then i came home and fought with my brother over a packet of chips =3=&lt;br /&gt;I WON :L and he got pissed*this is important*&lt;br /&gt;i ate dinner and homeworked and msned.&lt;br /&gt;while msning my brother still pissed at me.. came up to me with my history encyclopedia and i was like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joona: oi, gimme my encyclopedia!!&lt;br /&gt;john: laughs**&lt;br /&gt;joona: wtf. crazy.. i thought you were pissed&lt;br /&gt;john: laughs and points at the corner of book**&lt;br /&gt;joona: what is that? stares at it**&lt;br /&gt;john: puts it right at joona's face**&lt;br /&gt;joona: realises what it is** AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH &lt;a href="mailto:COCKAROACH!@!#%^%%"&gt;COCKAROACH!@!#%^%%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john: laughs his head off*&lt;br /&gt;joona: MUM!!! I GOT COCKAROACH GERMS EWWW *fake cries*&lt;br /&gt;mum: SHUT UP JOONA!!&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups.. apparently i was lucky enuf not to get cockaroach germs actually on me..&lt;br /&gt;then now im being serious on msn.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;i dont like this. i dont like it at all..&lt;br /&gt;joona goes spasm**&lt;br /&gt;okays.. im gonna die..&lt;br /&gt;byes&lt;br /&gt;-dead-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-7504165899996310507?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/7504165899996310507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=7504165899996310507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/7504165899996310507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/7504165899996310507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-71743177991763</id><published>2009-10-24T18:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:19:54.822+10:00</updated><title type='text'>albertism :L</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a different day..&lt;br /&gt;well just 1 hour ago my arm was covered in fire.. (almost got burnt)&lt;br /&gt;it was all hardcore.. i thought i was going to die.. and started to scream leaving the fire on.. (stove and my arm) so it was either save myself or the stove.. and then i just stood there thinking i was gonna die =3=&lt;br /&gt;so my mum rescued me.. and i survive and i just need ice.. no scars :D -i thank god for this-&lt;br /&gt;it was so amazing though.. the fire didnt burn me.. it was like standing there on my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i practically woke up at 7am this morning and ate a lollipop :L (grape flavour) and then i got ready for church and my mother made me wear a dress =="&lt;br /&gt;so there i went to church and played around with everyone and i finally had an EXCUSE not to do orchestra. (my flute went to repair..:D) yeah.. so i played around with people and played the guitar and sang = praising the lord&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. at lunch we had a huge watermelon!! i got a HUGE FAT + THICK piece!!!&lt;br /&gt;also we had bible study group afterwards and we were talking about corinthians chapter 12 or 13 *the one about the love one..*&lt;br /&gt;and the student representitive asked me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student rep: joona, what do you think love is?&lt;br /&gt;joona: uhh.. why ask me D:&lt;br /&gt;student rep: why did you sit beside me then?&lt;br /&gt;joona: fine!!! hmm.. i think love is .. AIR.&lt;br /&gt;student rep: wow.. why do you think that?&lt;br /&gt;joona: well, air surrounds us and we all need air and cant live without air . just like love..&lt;br /&gt;students in class all clap**&lt;br /&gt;joona gets embarrassed**&lt;br /&gt;student rep: this is what happens when a quiet person talks after a long time!! something very good.&lt;br /&gt;random person: i think love is love *laughs to himself*&lt;br /&gt;quiet in the whole room**&lt;br /&gt;joona laughs**&lt;br /&gt;everything resumes**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. idontknow but "air" just popped into my head.. love is air to me. i cant live without love.&lt;br /&gt;i realised LOL..&lt;br /&gt;well yeah.. my faith is god is growing again.. and personally i experience fire on my arm~&lt;br /&gt;:L that was suprisingly funny.&lt;br /&gt;yeah~ &lt;br /&gt;right now i am msning :L&lt;br /&gt;and just 10 mins ago.. i am a member or something on albertism?&lt;br /&gt;and we are just part of albert's community..&lt;br /&gt;-sound like fun ehh?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yerp.. well&lt;br /&gt;imma gonna upload some talent show stuff or maybe church stuff later :D&lt;br /&gt;ttyls&lt;br /&gt;or maybe goodnight and sleeptight&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-71743177991763?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/71743177991763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=71743177991763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/71743177991763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/71743177991763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-believe-in-albertism-l.html' title='albertism :L'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5910035359412895838</id><published>2009-10-23T20:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:58:44.194+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I get the best feeling in the world when you say hi or even smile at me because I know, even if its just for a second, that I've crossed your mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today was one of the days "survive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just like the air that i breathe i need you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with me. im not gonna lie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;came into my life.. i dont know why but i felt really spazz and confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i feel as if im forcing myself to let go of LOVE.. the whole thing but.. how come i cant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falling in love is awfully simple, but falling out of love is simply awful.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really think this quote is true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-continued-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;morning; went to school early and practised singing with delinna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;form; randomly talked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;maths; paid attention and then ate nerds and talked to polina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;morning tea; ate chicken chips &amp;amp; strawberry milk (small) "the usual"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;english; read many SNOWY stuff. e.g. snow maiden, snow princess, snow pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;drama; i actually had to perform after 2 weeks of hiding in the corner.=="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;lunch; rushed to no limits.. it was empty.. and i drew my family :) stickfigures ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;jts; stuffed up buffing today and screwing but still ill get an A :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;afterschool; northshore.. and pigged out before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. well vy taught me a lesson&lt;br /&gt;some you loved once will ALWAYS be in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;this excludes crushes..&lt;br /&gt;:L&lt;br /&gt;but it so true..D:&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if i actually love someone yet but i just cant get over him..&lt;br /&gt;i know its wrong to love him but cant..&lt;br /&gt;this is an example of forbidden love =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I would give up everything for one moment with you; for one moment is better than a lifetime of not knowing you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will live on with this quote for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;apparently mum says staying on msn after 9pm is impolite.. =3=&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5910035359412895838?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5910035359412895838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5910035359412895838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5910035359412895838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5910035359412895838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/mixed-emotions.html' title='mixed emotions'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5793179679595361303</id><published>2009-10-22T21:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:20:01.819+10:00</updated><title type='text'>epic-failed.. TALENT SHOW D:</title><content type='html'>hi friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;i got up and then i was like "OMG!!!!!! TALENT SHOW =3=" -first time i didnt say 10 more minutes..-&lt;br /&gt;then i got up prepared and chucked all my books outta my bag and drank milk and got ready to go~&lt;br /&gt;i started to watch "jibber &amp;amp; jabber" (ABC KIDS) cause my sister was watching =3=&lt;br /&gt;they played a boring episode o.o"&lt;br /&gt;then i went to my bus stop and went to school.&lt;br /&gt;i epic searched the d block area for laura to get a cd for my talent show thing.&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt find her anywhere D:&lt;br /&gt;but i just predicted a nerd like her would be in the library and THERE SHE WAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subjects:&lt;br /&gt;drama; new girl came :L acted all nice XD and then laughed so many times~ graduated from clown school.&lt;br /&gt;morning tea; looked at all the yr 8 level photos; laughed and teased people about having big heads.&lt;br /&gt;pcl; i went to student representitive meeting and they talked about vertical form classes.&lt;br /&gt;hpe; just sat there and skipped swimming. later got in trouble for playing music with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;lunch; didnt like the sausage smell D: and then got freaked out cause of talent show&lt;br /&gt;french; got in trouble for talking&lt;br /&gt;power up; was extremely happy :) and cold i had a huge fan behind me :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well gonna homework goodnight and sleeptight&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5793179679595361303?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5793179679595361303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5793179679595361303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5793179679595361303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5793179679595361303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/epic-failed-talent-show-d.html' title='epic-failed.. TALENT SHOW D:'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-1453911493781684326</id><published>2009-10-21T21:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:36:17.597+10:00</updated><title type='text'>smile..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you live for, when you live forever..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;today was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;also someone's pm on msn had my fave(sort of) quote in it.. I WAS SHOCKED -LOLing-&lt;br /&gt;well, i wondered today.. has my feelings really faded away or am i just forcing myself to hide it..&lt;br /&gt;either way they both hurt. SIGH~ well my life continues on boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;form; idk.. forgot.&lt;br /&gt;jts; very boring.. wondered around.. i also got a new name the BUFFING MASTER!!&lt;br /&gt;morning tea;&amp;nbsp; had an extreme mood change, pigged out and yeah.. got selfish&lt;br /&gt;french; learnt something.. but forgot it already&lt;br /&gt;english; went to d block read folktales and almost fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;lunch; watched talent show and then go into serious mood and got pissed at camille.&lt;br /&gt;maths; played around with my phone.. and recieved something by bluetooth.. but let's forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;afterschool; went to hospital with mum =3= and then ate subway :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. then i slept and freaked out because of talent show/quest..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna sing "looking through your eyes" &lt;strike&gt;LeAnn Rimes&lt;/strike&gt; david foster version&lt;br /&gt;im nervous but i hope many people come and support me cause im worth the $1 :D&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;im feel sleepy again.&lt;br /&gt;and im also freaked out and also wanna do msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im gonna stop blogging for tonight&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;joona..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-1453911493781684326?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/1453911493781684326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=1453911493781684326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/1453911493781684326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/1453911493781684326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/smile.html' title='smile..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4132773570654795109</id><published>2009-10-20T21:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T21:47:16.898+10:00</updated><title type='text'>freaked out..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;sorry, but i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;today was like hell on earth for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;i woke up at 3-4ish and started working on my maths assignment (given 3 weeks ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;but me being a **** lazyass i decided to leave till the last minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;i thought it would've been so easy until.. i actually made so many mistakes on my draft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;the scales were wrong the picture was retarded i have too much budget left and i practically had no trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;yesh.. and i actually finished my assignment between 7 to 7:30ish and i was soo sleepy but i got ready for school and went..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;i looked worse than a panda. =3= (eventually i wore my glasses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;hpe; coloured in my maths assignment.. practically ignored teacher -sorry =[-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;jts; was using my freetime to make a star and cut in half. it snapped. =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;maths; watched other people suffer :L and actually nerded out and laughed my ass off when mr davis did a really weird "hawaiian" dance.. he was like shaking his butt in front of the girls in front row (inc.me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;english; hardcore nerded for 45 mins and then couldnt stand it any more and fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;home; got home pigged out and studied then slept.. and studying again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;yeah.. im not in a very good mood atm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;cause i've got talent show semi-finals this thursday.. and i still cant choose a song =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;which is killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;please help me god.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;yesh.. i hope he answers my prayers quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;well goodnight and sleeptight &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4132773570654795109?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4132773570654795109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=4132773570654795109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4132773570654795109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4132773570654795109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/freaked-out.html' title='freaked out..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-3649452801878242581</id><published>2009-10-18T23:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:05:30.479+10:00</updated><title type='text'>good day..</title><content type='html'>dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a pretty busy but good day..&lt;br /&gt;well first of all it was my sister's birthday party day&lt;br /&gt;secondly. susan came over randomly. =3=&lt;br /&gt;thirdly i went to lifegroup/ignite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i enjoyed going to ignite..&lt;br /&gt;that's why i love no limits&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i could go to ablaze and not go to boring korean church =3=&lt;br /&gt;well. yeah&lt;br /&gt;i have to go now..&lt;br /&gt;ilys&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. sorry everything is mucked up..&lt;div 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♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-6725904797111174754</id><published>2009-10-17T21:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T21:56:46.381+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my song and..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;i like you&lt;/strike&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;will i ever be able to tell you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i thought about many many things..(after i came back from church)&lt;br /&gt;after a while of thinking and looking outside.&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;my dreams were just like a fairytale. i just wished for it to come true.. but i know dreams dont come true.. its either something better than a dream or something that just makes reality seem so disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;well yeah.. at church i tried to play with my broken flute but it sounded like a train making tunes.. =3=&lt;br /&gt;i sort of got pissed off with that.&lt;br /&gt;my life is brightening up which is a good thing. but i realised so many things happened and im not a innocent kid anymore. which makes me feel a bit disappointed and regretting.&lt;br /&gt;OH! yeah. i decided to exercise a bit more now :O&lt;br /&gt;im like going fat and growing a stock of blubber :P&lt;br /&gt;im turning into a short fat whale!! :D but i realised i grew 2-3cm :L&lt;br /&gt;so happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im addicted to a song called "when you say nothing at all - ronan keatings"&lt;br /&gt;its really good and i envy the people in the song.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;and when i woke up.. the first thing i saw was the stars in the sky!&lt;br /&gt;its such a beautiful night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i remembered the song.&lt;br /&gt;"what dreams are made of"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;have you ever seen such a beautiful night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;:D im drooling at the sight of stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i thought of this annoying sad quote today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when good things come bad things follow/ its too good to be true. &lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;=3=&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. its 9:55 right now.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i shall sleep so i grow more~ tomorrow i shall study and finish my maths assignment then i shall plan an outing or get details for one then i shall think of what diet i should do or exercise.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-6725904797111174754?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/6725904797111174754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=6725904797111174754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6725904797111174754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6725904797111174754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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jts.&lt;br /&gt;so instead..&lt;br /&gt;camille came over to my house and we left to the athletics place after 10mins. and then saw liz and sarah walking to the athletics place and picked them up while going there :L&lt;br /&gt;then we sat there bored and it was getting more boring and ANNOYING when every other school was cheering.. and the BSHS stand was like empty.&lt;br /&gt;then after an hour everyone arrived and then we started to play truth or dare.. and if we didnt answer or do the dare we had to drink a small cup of cordial WITHOUT water.&lt;br /&gt;yes.. i drank 9 cups.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously didnt like the question saying.. "who do you like jonah? *eyebrows*"&lt;br /&gt;it was seriously freaky.&lt;br /&gt;then i dared sarah and delinna to go to vy and say terry repetitively.. VY gave me the DEATH stare :L&lt;br /&gt;then i was dared with sarah to sing gee in terry version (TERRY, TERRY, TERRY, TERRY BABY BABY BABY ETC.) i found it hilarious and then some older people got cranky at us and started saying inappropriate words XD&lt;br /&gt;and i ran away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. and then i pretended to be a spy by the end of the day and walked out of the athletics thing with katy and karin and of course camille.&lt;br /&gt;then my mum took us to garbo and we ddred and i died :O&lt;br /&gt;and then after 2-3 hours of hanging out&lt;br /&gt;i went to northshore with camille and actually paid attention today because i wasnt sitting beside camille LOL&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. SOME PEOPLE were VERY NOISY.. LAUGHING THEIR HEADS OFF!! When some people are trying to actually study!!!&lt;br /&gt;yep.. and then i got a really bad headache. &lt;br /&gt;i thought i was gonna die..&lt;br /&gt;well i cbf to blog more.&lt;br /&gt;the end for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight &lt;br /&gt;JOONA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5422048468081024133?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5422048468081024133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5422048468081024133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5422048468081024133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5422048468081024133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-missed-school.html' title='i missed school ==&quot;'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5617893641581837963</id><published>2009-10-15T22:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:33:19.971+10:00</updated><title type='text'>normal and boring?</title><content type='html'>goodnight ladies and gentlemen or other creatures that can read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasnt such an exciting day.&lt;br /&gt;ever since i gave up on "you know who" my life has been very boring ^^&lt;br /&gt;its actually pleasant to have normalness once in a while ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what i did today in my classes:&lt;br /&gt;form: talked a lot.&lt;br /&gt;drama: sat down and pretended to be a good girl and didnt volanteer to be a clown like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;morning tea: too normal.. except i had a fight about cookie monster turning into veggie monster =3=&lt;br /&gt;pcl: normal.. actually did my work&lt;br /&gt;hpe: did many fitness tests and got an awful headache.&lt;br /&gt;lunch: felt hungry!! begged camille to buy something for the poor ^^&lt;br /&gt;french: fooled around and got into trouble =3=&lt;br /&gt;afterschool: kept running like hell and screamed ewww.. it wasnt a pretty sight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh.. that was my day and i completed my english asssignment and went shopping and got credit for my phone&lt;br /&gt;HURRAY!!&lt;br /&gt;well yeah..~&lt;br /&gt;im bored..&lt;br /&gt;gonna chit chat&lt;br /&gt;love yous and goodnight and sleeptight&lt;br /&gt;JOONA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5617893641581837963?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5617893641581837963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5617893641581837963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5617893641581837963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5617893641581837963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/normal-and-boring.html' title='normal and boring?'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-6503093715107620694</id><published>2009-10-14T22:09:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:09:20.260+10:00</updated><title type='text'>singing,laughter and smiles</title><content type='html'>hi readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a very annoying day..&lt;br /&gt;my eye was swollen ==" i had to actually wear my glasses.. 8-|&lt;br /&gt;sarah was hardcore stareing at it..&lt;br /&gt;liz didnt care..&lt;br /&gt;camille had a R rated scene and then finally noticed&lt;br /&gt;yups :L &lt;br /&gt;it was so funny cause in liz's baby photo it actually had a baby that looked like my eyes today :P&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subjects.&lt;br /&gt;form; handed in my athletics thing form =="&lt;br /&gt;jts; seriously boring.. im starting to make new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;morning tea; camille bought me strawberry milk! j'adore la camel :L&lt;br /&gt;french; joked around.. and didnt pay attention in the last 10 mins.. (omg!! i need to do homework now~)&lt;br /&gt;english; fell asleep and hid behind 2 chairs :D *guess what i did there -eyebrows-*&lt;br /&gt;lunch; stole lollies off people..&lt;br /&gt;maths; died. &lt;br /&gt;afterschool; walked slowly =3= &amp;amp; went to pharmacy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh.. very interesting..&lt;br /&gt;for some reasons my blogs never match my title.&lt;br /&gt;:L&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah~&lt;br /&gt;im actually really happy these days except for the fact of my depressing eye.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah~ and homework/assignments.&lt;br /&gt;apart from all that drama.. im happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im gonna chitchat to an alien,retard,stalker and weirdos :L&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight&lt;br /&gt;ily joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-6503093715107620694?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/6503093715107620694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=6503093715107620694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6503093715107620694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6503093715107620694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/singinglaughter-and-smiles.html' title='singing,laughter and smiles'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-6018314217992565668</id><published>2009-10-13T21:09:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:11:13.669+10:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days should be kept under my pillow.</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today it rained.&lt;br /&gt;lots of thoughts ran into my head and i was so happy to see the rain :D&lt;br /&gt;i was about to walk in the rain until liz was like&lt;br /&gt;"if you walk in rain.. your hair could turn dry.."&lt;br /&gt;immediately i put an umbrella over my head. =="&lt;br /&gt;and later i found out she was talking about acid rain =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was changing my skin for like who knows how long =="&lt;br /&gt;so right now i shall briefly finish this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #999999;"&gt;form; chit chat with camille and got freaked out because of vaccinations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #999999;"&gt;hpe; didnt go until the last 10 mins cause of vaccination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #999999;"&gt;morning tea; pigged out :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #999999;"&gt;jts; my plastic thing broke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #999999;"&gt;maths; survived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #999999;"&gt;lunch; told people i was a boy =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #999999;"&gt;english; got bored.. almost fell asleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #999999;"&gt;afterschool; went home and msned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. brief..&lt;br /&gt;im going to sleep soon. but i havent finished my homework =="&lt;br /&gt;stupid maths teacher..&lt;br /&gt;never checks it and always says im gonna check it!! and yeah.. so apparently i BOB =3=&lt;br /&gt;well im gonna say farewell to everyone on msn and do french homework and then maths T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir&lt;br /&gt;goodnight &amp;amp; sleeptight&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. like the blogskin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-6018314217992565668?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/6018314217992565668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=6018314217992565668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6018314217992565668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6018314217992565668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/rainy-days-should-be-kept-under-my.html' title='rainy days should be kept under my pillow.'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-6486252377382898324</id><published>2009-10-12T20:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:35:57.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'>:L</title><content type='html'>SOME PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;JUST HATE BLOGGING DONT THEY?&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CANT BELIEVE THEY MAKE A BLOG THEN :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. for some reasons i sound angry?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;today was a strange day&lt;br /&gt;it felt as if i really got over "you know who"&lt;br /&gt;:L HIGHFIVE&lt;br /&gt;im just awesome because of this&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i cbf to blog but just 1 more thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today..&lt;br /&gt;french: hahaha i was really bad! day dreamed =="&lt;br /&gt;assembly: got angry cause other people were heaps better than me at singing&lt;br /&gt;hpe: died from the beep test&lt;br /&gt;drama: i was a princess :L&lt;br /&gt;liz freaked me out after school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why im still shocked&lt;br /&gt;look at alberts blog cause i posted there today =="&lt;br /&gt;cbf to type more on blogger&lt;br /&gt;ill msn if you want :L&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-6486252377382898324?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/6486252377382898324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=6486252377382898324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6486252377382898324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6486252377382898324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/l.html' title=':L'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4710216066062440737</id><published>2009-10-08T21:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:19:27.475+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sunny days :)</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is brightening up now~&lt;br /&gt;its like a new chapter added into my life the happy and important part ;D&lt;br /&gt;everything seems to be beginning though i just cant wait to see what's gonna happen in the end (just like a book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was great like i said :) camille and i know it as JACKPOT DAY :D&lt;br /&gt;drama; ms kuno was in great mood :) and i didnt perform that bad today :D&lt;br /&gt;pcl; read a sad book and cried T.T it was so heartbreaking a mother died.. and yeah talked for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;hpe; fitness test thought i was gonna die but lol =="&lt;br /&gt;french; i GOT A KEYRING FROM MR MICHEL~~~ OMG EIFFEL TOWER!! i love france~&lt;br /&gt;power up; my arms and legs got killed and i didnt have to do butt move :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought a lot about "you know who" today.. i think it's gonna be one of my last days.&lt;br /&gt;soon.. he might not be in my heart. i dont know.. but seems like it.&lt;br /&gt;well im a bit sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4710216066062440737?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4710216066062440737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=4710216066062440737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4710216066062440737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4710216066062440737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunny-days.html' title='sunny days :)'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-734937095695777164</id><published>2009-10-06T21:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:04:26.285+10:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip boy lyrics. (translated)</title><content type='html'>In one day, I can’t even count how many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you’re such an awesome guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How girls keep you in their line of sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve known it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do you keep acting like you don’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your features which betray nothing from your seeming obliviousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, without knowing, I fall captivated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn’t be this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always smiling around you, I feel like an idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with your words which hold no special meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply encourage the surge of my imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be possible that you like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we’re already friends, would that make it possible for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart which slowly grows bigger and bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take responsibility, because of you, I can’t do anything**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when I come close to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I somehow say something different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become ill-tempered in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look at other girls and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show some interest in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you always act like you’re busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only want to show you my good sides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, it seems like I’m the only one who wants to receive love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn’t be this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always smiling around you, I feel like an idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with your words which hold no special meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply encourage the surge of my imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be possible that you like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we’re already friends, would that make it possible for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart which slowly grows bigger and bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take responsibility, because of you, I can’t do anything**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be courageous, Tell him, I want to see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you not reject me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the moment I’ve been dreaming about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you accept my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**repeat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-734937095695777164?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/734937095695777164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=734937095695777164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/734937095695777164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/734937095695777164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/gossip-boy-lyrics-translated.html' title='gossip boy lyrics. (translated)'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-2100562110081774487</id><published>2009-10-06T20:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:56:59.252+10:00</updated><title type='text'>brown hair :D</title><content type='html'>heyyoooo readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DYED MY HAIR BROWN!!&lt;br /&gt;finally my mum agreed and then i bought like a really expensive organic one and brought it home.&lt;br /&gt;and i decided to do votes on msn if i should dye or not.&lt;br /&gt;21yes - 12no&lt;br /&gt;and so i asked my daddy and he said GODDD JONA!!! &amp;amp; then he was like talking and talking then he said ask your mother. and i told him i already&amp;nbsp;did and so i went to&amp;nbsp;bathroom and painted myself and hair :D&lt;br /&gt;and yeah this is&amp;nbsp;why im happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was okay i guess. but i fell asleep in most classes&lt;br /&gt;hpe; paid attention for&amp;nbsp;20mins. then felt sleepy and tried to hide behind someone&amp;nbsp;so i would be able to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;jts; the room was a stinkbomb and i felt like vomiting so the teacher let me go outside and breathe 'fresh air'&lt;br /&gt;so i went outside and saw a hpe class play basketball it was HILARIOUS (i saw many people i know there)&lt;br /&gt;maths; boring as usual and i didnt pay attention.. scribbled random numbers in book.&lt;br /&gt;english; got a new teacher. VERY STRICT and ANNOYING... actually teaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh that was my day well..&lt;br /&gt;byes im gonna msn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight&lt;br /&gt;JOONA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-2100562110081774487?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/2100562110081774487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=2100562110081774487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2100562110081774487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2100562110081774487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/brown-hair-d.html' title='brown hair :D'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4785078154074768900</id><published>2009-10-03T21:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:59:11.973+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HBD TO ME~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM OLD :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;today is and was my birthday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;it was really good :P (veddy better than my outing ==" no offence to anyone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;well my day was like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;wander around (my family greets me and wishes me a Happy Birthday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;and then i eat my BIG BREAKFAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;then i cried.. cause my grandpa called me FAT &amp;gt;&amp;lt;" ( it was offencive cause i dont really like him) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;then i got ready for church and went to church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;at church they made me stand in front of the whole church and they sang me a birthday song in front of a fake cake..(we use this cake for every birthday at the church)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;and i paid my birthday thanks offering.. (which made me poor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;then did all the boring stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;ate lunch and then played around with helen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i went home and msned for a while and then i killed my mum and my brother killed me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;then i went to pick-up my birthday cake and went to my grandma's house for my celebration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;my cousins were there so we went to funhouse and played.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;then i went and blew my candles out and made my wish and gobbled up some cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i got more pressies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;actually MONEY :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;then my daddy said since i love singing we should go karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;and then my family had a fight that i should be paying cause im the richest ==" but my dad paid :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i sang for 2 hours and now im at home eating ice-cream and typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i lost my voice though :L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;for some reason i felt weird today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;cause suddenly i feel a big burden on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;like i have to act more mature and responsible SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;but yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;thanks to everyone for wishing me a happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i l o v e y o u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;goodnight &amp;amp; sleeptight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4785078154074768900?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4785078154074768900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=4785078154074768900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4785078154074768900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/4785078154074768900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/hbd-to-me.html' title='HBD TO ME~'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5596476926949161101</id><published>2009-10-01T20:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:11:44.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>stuffed up =="</title><content type='html'>dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday outing was... HORRIBLE?&lt;br /&gt;well it was bad.. and didnt turn out to be what i planned.. &lt;br /&gt;so i became depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also decided today..&lt;br /&gt;that i should try to GIVE UP on "you know who"&lt;br /&gt;i mean im just aiming for a goal which wouldnt come true.. (called wasting my time)&lt;br /&gt;we're really different people and its making me really... EVIL?&lt;br /&gt;so anyways. that is my goal at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;TRY TO GIVE UP&lt;br /&gt;and im sure that if i truly try it will be successful..&lt;br /&gt;well &lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight.&lt;br /&gt;not in a good mood&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5596476926949161101?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5596476926949161101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5596476926949161101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5596476926949161101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5596476926949161101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/10/stuffed-up.html' title='stuffed up ==&quot;'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5825663502880322822</id><published>2009-09-30T21:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:58:30.977+10:00</updated><title type='text'>so sorry..</title><content type='html'>sorry readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a bad, evil person T.T&lt;br /&gt;i didnt keep my promise..&lt;br /&gt;(to blog everyday..)&lt;br /&gt;well i was banned from my laptop and internet (still am) but i bothered to sneak on at 10:00 at night for 10 mins but today i had a lil bit more time.. so eventually i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;i AM SOOOO SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my holidays are boring and stupid..&lt;br /&gt;i cant practice my flute or violin because they both broke.. well for my violin i just have to buy a string.. -3-&lt;br /&gt;and all i can play is the piano and i had lesson today but the teacher for once didnt complain.. cause i practised. yup.. &lt;br /&gt;i cant wait till tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY OUTING..&lt;br /&gt;but im turning old.. -this worries me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well iloveyou&lt;br /&gt;and i am going to msn for the next 10 mins and then go back in to the no internet world.&lt;br /&gt;yours faithfully joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5825663502880322822?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5825663502880322822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5825663502880322822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5825663502880322822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5825663502880322822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-sorry.html' title='so sorry..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-9217757767885312103</id><published>2009-09-25T20:32:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:34:10.449+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my money..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when you walk away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;you &lt;b&gt;don't hear&lt;/b&gt; me say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"please &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: black;"&gt;oh baby&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; don't go&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;simple and clean is the way you're making me feel tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hold me&lt;/b&gt; whatever lies beyond this morning, is a little later on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;regardless of warnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;the&lt;b&gt; future doesn't scare me&lt;/b&gt; at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nothings like before.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;ahhhh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;so sad.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;well today was the city outing day with camel,katy,sabrina and brian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;i was so excited.. i went early and met sabrina at griffith and bused it to queen st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;then we went to do our hair.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;i just simply temporarily straightened it.. and guess how much it cost me!!! $35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;omg omg omg.. i regreted for like the whole day.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;finally met with camel and katy and brian and then sabrina and i ran away to look at clothes and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;this happened continuously and we kept running away from the scary 3 musketeers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;then i was arguing with myself to decide if i should buy the $100 dress that i fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;XD it was soo pretty to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;so then camille and i were asking brian what he thought!! (cause he WAS a guy~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;and i got a positive comment but i still could decide about 45 mins flowed by and i decided to buy T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;i was depressed for the rest of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;it wasnt because of the dress.. it was because i was poor.. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;i hate myself for wasting so much money!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;then i bought shoes.. (more money gone!!!) and so im expecting people to gimme money for birthday present especially my RICH relatives :P or im gonna fake cry :D -evil laugh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;well so many people asking me to go to outing =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;i dont wanna go to anything though.. im so poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;so they're all gonna pay for me =P (i feel loved..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;well im gonna go scream at my giant pooh bear for money &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;i know i know.. its evil and stupid but i want my money~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;well goodnight readers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and sleeptight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'll be watching you -stares-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;joona &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-9217757767885312103?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/9217757767885312103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=9217757767885312103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/9217757767885312103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/9217757767885312103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-my-money.html' title='i miss my money..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-1026600568261641508</id><published>2009-09-24T18:20:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:20:43.473+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i feel dead right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask why..&lt;br /&gt;i know its stupid writing this when i wont even tell you..&lt;br /&gt;but my instincts just tell me to type when im sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY DO I WANNA DIE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OMG!! -flashback of memories..-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LET'S HOPE I DONT GO TOO FAR...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-1026600568261641508?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/1026600568261641508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=1026600568261641508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/1026600568261641508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/1026600568261641508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/dead.html' title='dead.'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4984696812103313123</id><published>2009-09-24T16:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:54:56.986+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know..</title><content type='html'>hello readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i guess i learnt a big lesson..&lt;br /&gt;that before i judge who i like/love i've gotta be sure.&lt;br /&gt;because im the type of person who would never like to lose or to go back on my word..(pride?)&lt;br /&gt;so if i say i like this person..(even though i dont..)i'll probably force myself to like that person..&lt;br /&gt;im not saying my situation right now is like that..&lt;br /&gt;but im not sure.. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;its funny how i dont know why i like him.. making me so unsure.&lt;br /&gt;appearance? personality? skills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;did i force this upon myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always believed that there didnt have to be a reason for true love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as the days flow by im getting distracted by those around me saying..&lt;br /&gt;"you dont know anything about love.."&lt;br /&gt;"its probably just crush.."&lt;br /&gt;"you like him cause of his appearance."&lt;br /&gt;"why the f*** do you like him? you should just go for another guy!"&lt;br /&gt;"just give up"&lt;br /&gt;"its just a momentarily feeling.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. but the 1st one and 4th one gets on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;i mean they wont know if i know anything about love or not..&lt;br /&gt;would they.. i mean most teenagers about 95% might not know what love really is..&lt;br /&gt;but what if im the 5% that really do know what it is?&lt;br /&gt;and the 4th one.. i dont know why the f*** i like him but its my life right? &amp;amp; i dont want to go for another guy.. its my choice and i decided i liked it this way! so piss off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all.. i feel as if im raging. everytime one of my friends say that i feel as if they betrayed me and i feel like crying.. but all i do is slap them really hard and then with teary eyes.. i say "pfft. your so mean.." then i walk away.. when i do i feel pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE BEING A TEENAGER!!&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE PEOPLE THINK WE ARE FOOLS IN FAKE LOVE &amp;gt;: |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL IM NOT A FOOL&lt;b&gt; ._____. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting really pissed right now on msn..&lt;br /&gt;ttyls &amp;gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-8666605247218571742</id><published>2009-09-23T17:23:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:07:18.897+10:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes and poems and songs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;my last words. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I dont mind death..I'm happy enough that I met you during my lifetime."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #999999;"&gt;joona&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;letter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;i need you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;i cannot live on without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;without you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;i'll simply be lost in this huge world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;i need your warmth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;your smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"&gt;your voice,&lt;br /&gt;your laughter, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;i just simply need you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;you are the key to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;and my heart only belongs to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;i will always love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; joona&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THOUGHTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;each day i talk about you a little too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;that you are such a&amp;nbsp; perfect guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I shouldn’t be this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; always smiling and laughing around you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i feel like an idiot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even with your words which hold no special meaning&lt;br /&gt;simply encourage the surge of my imagination..&lt;br /&gt;could it be possible that you like me&lt;br /&gt;if we’re already friends, would that make it possible for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;my heart which slowly grows bigger and bigger&lt;br /&gt;take responsibility, because of you, I can’t do anything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; please don’t look at other girls&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cause i become ill-tempered and in pain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;am i invisible to you?&lt;br /&gt;how do you always act like you’re busy when I'm around you?&lt;br /&gt;somehow, it seems like I’m the only one who wants to receive love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;be courageous, tell him, I want to see you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;can you not reject me&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the moment I’ve been dreaming about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;can you accept my heart&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;by joona (edited from gossip boy-younha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;hello readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i might shorten my daily posts.. (maybe..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;cause quotes and poems and songs are easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;well today was very dusty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;that is all.. i hated today because the blue sky ( i love blue colour) was gone because of the dusty ORANGE sky.. ( i hate orange colour) it made me pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;yep.. the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;iloveyous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; /joona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-8666605247218571742?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/8666605247218571742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=8666605247218571742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8666605247218571742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8666605247218571742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/quotes-and-poems-and-songs.html' title='quotes and poems and songs.'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-3585358043496326563</id><published>2009-09-22T21:43:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:57:08.873+10:00</updated><title type='text'>expensive clothes =="</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;i do not HATE anybody i just simply LOVE others more..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suuuup readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was not the perfect scene i imagined it to have been.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt end up buying a dress cause.. all the friggin dresses i chose were over 100 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt go to sunnybank or basketball today cause i decided to go to the city..&lt;br /&gt;i am such a gayass.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i killed liz and camille's legs for making them wander around so much ;D&lt;br /&gt;well at least mine didnt die until the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i did today was..&lt;br /&gt;go to library and read manga&lt;br /&gt;liz suddenly walks up and shocks me&lt;br /&gt;we read manga/manhwa&lt;br /&gt;then we go to replay to ddr "difficult level" but then we play this 8 foot song.. and fail.&lt;br /&gt;whilist this happens camille arrives and videos on her phone.. blackmailing us that she'll put on youtube..&lt;br /&gt;then we go around 69 clothes shops for joona :D&lt;br /&gt;after few hours liz and camille get hungry..&lt;br /&gt;joona goes to check her bank..&lt;br /&gt;liz and camille annoy the hell outta joona about buying them sushi&lt;br /&gt;joona runs around all of garbo hiding from them..&lt;br /&gt;joona sits in the back corner of borders :D&lt;br /&gt;liz finds her..&lt;br /&gt;then we go to city and go to giwawa aka. magicbox and then play&lt;br /&gt;camille is so pro she gets everything..&lt;br /&gt;whilst joona plays and almost gets them then suddenly they fall in the corner just before going into the hole..&lt;br /&gt;joona gets pissed..&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;then we sticky photo and most of the poses are kissing JOONA ;P&lt;br /&gt;yesh.. then we go to 69 shops again.&lt;br /&gt;then joona spazzes about the expensive clothes&lt;br /&gt;and then we go maccas for liz and camille ==" (they are serious food monsters)&lt;br /&gt;and then we go ddr for joona and liz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camille left and liz and joona headed for home on a 140 and then this big dude.. put his ass RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY&amp;nbsp; and LIZ'S ASS!!&lt;br /&gt;and then liz was like..&lt;br /&gt;"-3- please dont fart.."&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing my head off.&lt;br /&gt;well my mum got pissed at me afterwards for not calling her ==" (her fault for making me charge credit with own money)&lt;br /&gt;yeps..&lt;br /&gt;and now this is all gonna repeat on friday with more people XD&lt;br /&gt;but my legs are killing me &amp;gt;&amp;lt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilys&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleeptight.&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-3585358043496326563?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/3585358043496326563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=3585358043496326563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wish i could prove i love you&lt;br /&gt;but does that mean i have to walk on water?&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away &lt;br /&gt;You don't hear me say please&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, don't go &lt;br /&gt;Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to let it go...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hello readers,&lt;br /&gt;im dying~&lt;br /&gt;its only the 4th day of the holidays and i miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;= ="&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i officially like "you know who" for 4 months now.. although it seems like 4 painful years =3=&lt;br /&gt;i'm being so dramatic because its holidays and im dying of boredom..&lt;br /&gt;i almost played DOTA today.. how bad is that.&lt;br /&gt;but i played kingdom hearts 2 instead =="&lt;br /&gt;(like the lyrics i have on the top of the page? its from kingdom hearts 1 but the song is so addictive.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.______.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im planning to go on outing tomorrow so that i wouldnt die..&lt;br /&gt;going to hair salon with my mother first then gonna go to garbo library and meet camille and then go to replay to meet lizzy and then im gonna buy myself milktea -drool- and then walk around looking at clothes and stuff for the material for our design thingy.. but whilst they do that im doing some shopping for some earrings and i dont know.. xD (im a shopaholic)&lt;br /&gt;then eat some sushi and shop more and the bus it to granadilla park and play/watch my MACGEE FRIENDS play some basketball and then go to market square and shop for susan's birthday pressie and then sticky photos and then muck around at some asian clothes stores at market square and sunny park and then go home and msn while doing msn.. and then after practice piano..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: im in very depressed mood right now.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;my flute is like very leaky because the cork in my flute is sliding out... *cries*&lt;br /&gt;but i desperately wanted to play an instrument so i got my violin out and played but the notes were all stuffed and i was tuning and some talked to me on msn while i was tightening my e string that's when i tightened it too much and it snapped. :(&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaa~~~~ now i only have my piano AHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;so annoying..&amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;stupid someone for talking to me on msn..&lt;br /&gt;GODD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna eat chuppachup &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;my mood lolly~&lt;br /&gt;well i still want that basketball game!! cause i wanna win my 5 chuppachups from each person :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well goodnight and sleep tight everyone&lt;br /&gt;ily joona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-2446303956448311374?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/2446303956448311374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=2446303956448311374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2446303956448311374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2446303956448311374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/4-months-already.html' title='4 months already..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-6472488548930135534</id><published>2009-09-20T22:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:26:05.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts..</title><content type='html'>hello readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i didnt blog yesterday.. i thought i did but i apparently didnt.. but i blogged on albert's blog instead =D&lt;br /&gt;so i still kept my promise.. i still blogged but not on MY blog ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;so i wont give up. no, i wont break down..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sooner than it seems life turns around.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sort of depressed today..&lt;br /&gt;thinking about my past and tried to remember the happiness and sadness and then i read my secret diary..&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious..&lt;br /&gt;when i wrote about my crushes i always said they were TRUE LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha~ so funny..&lt;br /&gt;but when i give up on then and move on.. they turn into nothing but a plain,simple but painful memory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dot dot dot..&lt;br /&gt;well just now i was wondering around bebo going into random peoples profiles and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and i discovered something..&lt;br /&gt;it might be a true thing someone hid from me..&lt;br /&gt;and if it was true. she lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;and that would mean she hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;i know that in this situation it would've been hard not to lie to have my friendship or for war to not start but she lied.&lt;br /&gt;if this isnt true or its just a coincidence.. im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. this huge epic hardcore discovery just ruined my night..&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sleep tight readers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ily joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-6472488548930135534?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/6472488548930135534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=6472488548930135534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6472488548930135534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/6472488548930135534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughts.html' title='thoughts..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-7152069217519670342</id><published>2009-09-18T21:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:39:35.680+10:00</updated><title type='text'>epic nerding day sort of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;heyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;not writing much cause i have a holiday plan to follow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;well today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;maths; did mathletics got everything perfect :D felt nerdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;english;had retirement party for ms wavik.. and watched simpsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;drama; did nothing and then my yr 9 friends raped me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;jts; got a+ for my special keyring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;northshore; very epic.. im failing.. totally different from school = ="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;dot dot dot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i really dont want to let him go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but when i think that would be the right decision.. i feel heartbroken..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;if only he would decide for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;if he wanted me to let go i would even though it would hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;but if he wanted me to wait i would wait until death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;well possibly &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i keep waiting for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;its just like calling him and he picked up and told me that he would be right back then put me on hold for a million years.. i would probably trust him and wait till he does come back.. even though i realise that he wouldn't,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;the day when i give up on him would be the day that the pain he gave me was bigger than my love for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;when will that day be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i sense that it would be very soon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;and i dont want that to happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;it would be so funny if that happened on my birthday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;cause that would be the worst bday of all time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;sigh~ why am i being depressed just now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;well anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;goodnight readers and sweet dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;oh and HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-7152069217519670342?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/7152069217519670342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=7152069217519670342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/7152069217519670342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/7152069217519670342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/epic-nerding-day-sort-of.html' title='epic nerding day sort of.'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-4380824890587792786</id><published>2009-09-17T22:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:00:32.088+10:00</updated><title type='text'>idk..</title><content type='html'>still miss you ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i did a lot of thinking..&lt;br /&gt;i thought this and thought that.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need to have some secrets now.&lt;br /&gt;from next term i will be nerding.. sorry to those playful retards of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was epic&lt;br /&gt;drama; watched 48 shades of brown.. our plays were heaps better &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ual&lt;br /&gt;pcl; camille and i actually worked. we finished our assignment song.. &amp;amp; performed it&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;dont be sad&lt;br /&gt;dont be mad&lt;br /&gt;dont be bad&lt;br /&gt;or your mama will turn into your dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be sad&lt;br /&gt;do your blog&lt;br /&gt;phone a friend&lt;br /&gt;eat something and have some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM BOOM BOOM&lt;br /&gt;ABCDE&lt;br /&gt;be happy like an bumblebee&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;like it?&lt;br /&gt;its in the tune for ABCDEFG~ (alphabet song?)&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;hpe; i was playing with my basketball then the teacher raged at me.. = =" so after that we played handball/basketball :D i played so hardcore~ scored like heaps.&lt;br /&gt;french; kept watching that cleopatra mission movie.. but we're finishing next term =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterschool..&lt;br /&gt;was um.. um..&lt;br /&gt;very very very very very very disturbing in everyway.&lt;br /&gt;camille,karin and i.. and i guess katy.&lt;br /&gt;we were meant to play a game with you know who and friends&lt;br /&gt;but camille and stuff were very... idk what was with them&lt;br /&gt;so we played our own game.. and then i kept harassing camille..&lt;br /&gt;(not my fault.. she had the basketball)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh.. today was very not fun..&lt;br /&gt;especially when i got depressed afterschool cause SOMEONE got injured and i couldnt help at all..&lt;br /&gt;that is how close i am to him..&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that.&lt;br /&gt;making me feel really really weird and feeling not important to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i need to think about what im gonna do about that.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to complete northshore hwk :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight and sweetdreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWRR&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-4380824890587792786?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/4380824890587792786/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-3319082485883308728</id><published>2009-09-16T19:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T19:46:03.327+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i am a idiot!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;today was just one of those days that god wouldn't let me tell camille things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;;O like whenever i tried to tell her something about a someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;that someone would appear out of the blue D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;i wasn't saying anything bad.. LOL i was telling her what me and somebody talked about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;that happened like for the whole day..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;example below.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;joona:&amp;nbsp; camille, i realised i didnt really have a precise reason why i really like "you know who"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;camille: but most people are like that.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;joona: but but.. when someone and i were talking yesterday.. that someone said that maybe i just want to be loved by somebody.. or something along the lines of that. sigh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;it so funny.. guys and girls opinions are sooo different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;camille: LOL..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;joona: do you think someone looks ugly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;camille: he's okay i guess. he's better looking than eww.. if i rate him out of 10.. hmm.. 7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;joona: hehehe.. you know who's 100/10 for me =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;camille: hehehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;joona: i told someone that he looked like "you know who" a bit..then i realised maybe not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;camille: haircut? xD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;joona: yeah T.T haircut..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;camille: hahaha~ look pro-starer walking past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;joona: LET'S STARE BACK @ HIM and maybee he'll do weird hair thing bahahahahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;-conversation continues.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;joona: *sucks on lollipop* YOU KNOW WHO IS not UGLY HAHAHHAHAHA~ (capital letter one is saying really loudly and lowercase is like a whisper.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;-you know who walks past-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;joona: *gets shocked* omg~! i bet he heard me say he was ugly T.T NOOOOOOO~~~~ its all wrong!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;camille: hahahahhaahhahah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;joona &amp;amp; camille go to form..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;yes.. it was one of those unusual and shocking days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;well @ classtime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;jts; finished amanda's keyring for her (so pro @ buffling :D*proud face*) &amp;amp; i didnt finish mine ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;french; counted upto "69" in french and watched an awesome &lt;i&gt;french&lt;/i&gt; movie about someone and cleopatra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;english; jess made me think sick thoughts and etc. T.T she brainwashed me making me think wrong. eg. i was trying to say wrong but i said long O-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;maths; didnt pay attention.. fell asleep several times.. and tried to draw but got bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;yeah.. and i got home and slept for like 30 mins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;and piano lesson.. i was half asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;korean=asian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;korean &amp;amp; asian piano teacher raged.. &amp;gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;but joona was tired and ignored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;teacher does scary korean cheek pinching..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;i got pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;then when this all finished i was really angry and cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;i was hugging my HUGE winnie the pooh doll and randomly yelled at it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;xD yups strange things happen when i cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;tomorrow is going to be a BEAUTIFUL DAY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;i have drama first up and ms kuno says we will be watching some comedy videos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;and then i have PCL which will be okay.. cause i will have camille to talk to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;HPE is going to be indoors :D -gonna suggest to play b'ball-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;french last but going to finish watching awesome movie ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;well.. im going to finish downloading maple..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;cause lizzy wants me to play :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;goodnight &amp;amp; sweet dreams &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;ily joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-2228884631846107980</id><published>2009-09-15T20:31:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:34:53.760+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my adventurous day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i am so retarded.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;hi readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;my life is so embarrassing O.O&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and hilarious~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;well, today was a tiring day because my eyes just didn't open so i was lying in bed until 7:oo AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;then all 4 of my alarms rang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1.phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;2.my piggy clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;3.ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;4.my normal clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;so i decided to ignore them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;for the 1o seconds that passed by i was thinking to myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"you've got to get up! or it'll be asian parents and then die...!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;-break-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"who cares.. gonna sleep for the WHOLE day...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;-silence-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! i have to wake up!! its a school day i just ADORE &lt;strike&gt;lunchtimes&lt;/strike&gt; classtime. *eyebrows* i really need to go to school and meet my "friends" hahahahahaha!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;yesh.. that's how i woke up this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;you can just tell that i live every day like a comedy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;hpe; watched a video.. the video showed &lt;strike&gt;fat &lt;/strike&gt;big people's very SPECIAL bellies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;jts; gave up on VERY LOVELY keyring.. and im doing my nametag.. again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;maths; stupid. as soon as i arrived.. the teacher gave us assignments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;english; ms wavik was away.. i shoved michael off his seat ( stole it :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;LOL ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;my life is VERY facinating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;at lunch sabrina,karin and i were chatting and laughing our heads off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;sabrina and i are now family along with karin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;JOONA- WIFE/MOTHER/MRS.SON ; speaks her own language and has many boyfriends &amp;amp; girlfriends (aka.. cheat!!) &amp;amp; has many PETS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;SABRINA- HUSBAND/FATHER/MR.SON ; very strict to FEMALE.. and has very low self-esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;KARIN-SON/DAUGHTER/&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEMALE&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;SON ; has a very original name &amp;amp; won't let his/her parents check her/his pants so apparently the gender is DAUGHTER + SON = DAUSON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;yesh.. we are very very WEIRD but AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;it was very hilarious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;AFTER SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;liz and i were walking down the bridge and stuff so we didnt have to walk a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;so we were walking to the NEW bridge and met mason and that other retard..(richard)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;our conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;mason: hahahaha~ you're weird you play games just like this retard.. *mason points to richard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;joona: *confused face :S * oh~ you mean maple!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;mason &amp;amp; richard looks confused..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;liz: you should play again joona!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;joona: aww..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;liz: i'll train you till level 30 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;joona: *excited look* okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;mason: what level are you? *to liz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;liz: eighty-blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;mason or richard: i have level eighty-??? and i have one hundred and blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;joona: starts to ignore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;liz: joona's highest level was like 12 or something XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;joona: GAME FREAKS!!!! (keeps saying it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;-you know who walks past..-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;*joona notices.. but still continues..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;joona: *finally stops* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;LIZ &amp;amp; JOONA CRACK UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;joona: omfg.. im always doing something embarrassing T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;liz: hahahahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;mason or richard: what's so funny? me, being a game freak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;liz: *starts to tease joona* &amp;amp; *runs away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;joona: *yells no~~~~* &amp;amp; *chases liz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;yep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and i should now do my mathletics homework.. =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;goodnight and thanks for reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;never give up hope~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;yours truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&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/3368487843204588968-2228884631846107980?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/2228884631846107980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=2228884631846107980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2228884631846107980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2228884631846107980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-adventurous-day.html' title='my adventurous day..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5020277373957815799</id><published>2009-09-14T18:30:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:58:40.637+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY BUSY OVER~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;heyyo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;i am so happy now!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;i realised i have no more anythings to worry about for this term.. except O.O maths homework!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;except for that i am pretty happy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;today was a miserable day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;you see, i arrived to school pretty late?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;normal time i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and then i had a cold but I had auditions for TALENT SHOW today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;so i was freaked out.. (cause i didnt choose the song yet.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Sabrina wanted me to practice so i went to D BLOCK (my form class)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and started to singing for sabby..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;then my camel finally returned from her very sandy desert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;yes. then i was like GODD!! im seriously gonna give up on "you know who" today.!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;then i was blabbing on about this.. SERIOUSLY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and then YOU KNOW WHO.. walked passed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;joona started smiling like an idiot... &amp;gt;&amp;lt;:"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;apparently camille didnt see. ( i have special powers.. i can see people!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;yeah.. then an came and we started talking about somebody..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;-i think everyone thinks im the evil one.. (i may be) but im pretty sure for this case im being mean T.T-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;french; the test was pretty hard but otherwise everything was fine.. the teacher also said that from next year BSHS would have form classes mixed with 5 people from each grade UNLESS! there are enough parents to disagree to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;personally.. i like it in a way~ NEGATIVES &amp;amp; POSITIVES but i guess being ME i have more POSITIVES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;assembly; time flowed quickly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;HPE; hardcore singing/ warming-up for talent show.. WITH sabrina..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;talent show; got freaked out by the MANY people watching == (STUPID ME) yeah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;drama; ms kuno was smiling and looked very pleased at me ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;yeah.. overall my day was busy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;i ate pasta~ yummy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;D; i feel fat!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;but who cares it was yummy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;anyways.. i will be doing MATHLETICS (maths homework)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;but yeah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;write more tomorrow~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ily joona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ps. a lot of people are talented at singing @ BSHS i felt like such an amateur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5020277373957815799?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5020277373957815799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5020277373957815799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5020277373957815799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5020277373957815799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-busy-over.html' title='BUSY BUSY OVER~'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-8271407195587165694</id><published>2009-09-13T20:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:19:59.268+10:00</updated><title type='text'>busy :(</title><content type='html'>good evening readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a very messy day..&lt;br /&gt;because i was spring cleaning my room~&lt;br /&gt;while i was cleaning i found photos from year 5 and books from year&amp;nbsp;5-now.&lt;br /&gt;when i compared my yr 5 stuff to my yr 8 stuff i was laughing my head off~&lt;br /&gt;cause it felt as if i was smarter in yr 5 than now.&lt;br /&gt;sigh~ i wish i had a time machine..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know where it all went wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tomorrow is going to be really really busy..&lt;br /&gt;i have french test first up :d&lt;br /&gt;then i have assembly and HPE :'(&lt;br /&gt;then i have TALENT SHOW AUDITIONS T.T&lt;br /&gt;after that i have to perform for mrs kuno again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH~&lt;br /&gt;and i injured myself at badminton club &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;i was playing hardcore and then i was showing off and slipped..&lt;br /&gt;because they like polished the floors :(&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. my arm feels dead so does my ankle..&lt;br /&gt;well, i better study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading and goodnight!!&lt;br /&gt;ily joona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. im eating watermelon chuppachup right now~ &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-8271407195587165694?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/8271407195587165694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=8271407195587165694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8271407195587165694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/8271407195587165694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy.html' title='busy :('/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-2953233391918177782</id><published>2009-09-12T15:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T16:01:49.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;/3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i see you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i keep dreaming a dream that can never come true..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;what's with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;im being very pessimistic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;my theories..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;all hurt me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;you know how i say "when i have&amp;nbsp;nightmare i have a good day and if i have the best dream ever i have the worst day.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;these days i have the best dreams of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;i really dont want to wake up from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;when i do have nightmares i cry heaps and heaps and i turn so depressed but these days i keep waiting for those dreams to pop out of nowhere or i just want to sleep forever with my happily ever after dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;im really moody right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;i bet its because i watched "1 litre of tears" again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;but i really wanted to cry my head off.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;i dont know what i want to do anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;i keep losing hope.. and my tears continue to fall when i look back at my diary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;but there's this quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forget about the past. If you keep looking back, you won't be able to move forward. Walk three steps forward, then two steps back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;sometimes.. well most of the time i forget about the happiness in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and it feels like im stuck in the bottle filled with tears and heartbreaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;maybe this is a sign from god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;maybe it means "you know who" isnt who im destined for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;he isnt the path i have to go through with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;this is all possibilities and maybe they're right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but god gave us choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and i have to make that choice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;for a few weeks.. i kept thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but everytime im near a conclusion the atmosphere and my mood changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;then i have to think it about it all day and night, every hour, every minute and every second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;i have no idea what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but if death does approach very soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;im probably gonna wish and pray for a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;a dream that i would be able to be with you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;till that day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;my life is going to be random..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's okay if you fall.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can just get up again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;i shall not lose hope till the very end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;see, im sooooo moody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;@ the start i sound so depressed and while typing my blog i actually remembered happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;well, thank you for reading..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;arigato&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-2953233391918177782?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/2953233391918177782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=2953233391918177782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2953233391918177782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2953233391918177782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/3.html' title='&lt;/3'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-2022912244739489749</id><published>2009-09-11T20:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:36:59.167+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la la la la la ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyo ^^&lt;br /&gt;how was your day today? (reply in cbox)&lt;br /&gt;mine? almost like a fairytale =D except for the bad headache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up today&lt;br /&gt;i had blood all over my hand &lt;strong&gt;.__.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? i was nosebleeding.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt get shocked or angry..&lt;br /&gt;because i had the best dream of my life (i think)&lt;br /&gt;i really didnt want to wake up this time.&lt;br /&gt;but i had to... BLOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;then i got some tissues and my piggy clock started to make noises for me to wake up O-O&lt;br /&gt;somehow.. i explained to my mother that my brain felt like it was going to explode and apparently i looked like a panda.. so i persuaded my parents why i shouldnt go to northshore today.&lt;br /&gt;my dad agreed.. (cause he likes to listen to me argue..LAWYER..) and my mother got pissed. (asian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the bus stop early and saw a dead cat. .sophie almost believed that the cat was fake =3=&lt;br /&gt;then i went on the bus about 8:20? because we were waiting for jess.&lt;br /&gt;then i arrived late and delinna and sarah.. said that everything i do is about YOU KNOW WHO..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to believe it was true.. but they apparently had evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was boring. as per usual. *eyebrow* &lt;br /&gt;then i went to eat?&lt;br /&gt;i wondered around the school to look for where english was and finally discovered Krishore and followed him. he was saying one of his stupid pranks again.. "girls have to go to J Block NOT G Block" and so i said i was a boy.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;" &lt;br /&gt;yups. when i arrived MS WAVIK came with a very STYLISH poodle look alike hair-do.&lt;br /&gt;(must be in fashion now ehh?)&lt;br /&gt;well, she told us that she was retiring and that we were going to have a party.&lt;br /&gt;but i suddenly felt this tinge of guilt... like i did something wrong to make ms wavik leave.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;then i went to drama and MS KUNO made me and kinjal do our play&lt;br /&gt;and i was great? but i just need to improve a little.&lt;br /&gt;people loved my PHIL ♥ JACQ scene the one where i act drunk and fall over heaps and then JACQ (kinjal) drags me out of the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh~ so i sprinted to NO LIMITS and DOT DOT DOT.. SO MANY YEAR NINES&lt;br /&gt;O_O very shocked but yeah..&lt;br /&gt;people played wii and stuff and suddenly samuel got a nose bleed (NOSE BLEEDING DAY?)&lt;br /&gt;and so i ran all the way to the library to get tissues. ==&lt;br /&gt;when i came back.. liz had already provided samuel with tissues.. =(&lt;br /&gt;my tissues were a waste!!! &amp;gt;:O liz.&lt;br /&gt;JTS was unusually boring. so SKIP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the bus stop and saw.. someone i didnt want to see.&lt;br /&gt;and that person was going on the 130.. &lt;br /&gt;so i didnt go on that bus.. &lt;br /&gt;i waited for the next bus and went home.&lt;br /&gt;then i slept till 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;and ate dinner &lt;br /&gt;then.. i practised survive for the talent show audition on MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;but.. i wasnt satisfied so i might change the song.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. that was my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ily ♥ joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-2022912244739489749?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/2022912244739489749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=2022912244739489749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2022912244739489749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2022912244739489749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-la-la-la-la-heyyo-how-was-your-day.html' title=''/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-3102291576378941021</id><published>2009-09-10T20:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:30:38.513+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehehe ♥</title><content type='html'>hello ♥&amp;nbsp;chuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a happy woman or man? &lt;br /&gt;well, today was an awesome day XD&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt get to D block or A block much..&lt;br /&gt;i hung out in veggieland..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha~ well&lt;br /&gt;i bought chuppachup in the morning!! -told you i was craving for thems..-&lt;br /&gt;then i gave one to sophie and one to camille&lt;br /&gt;and i had 2 -drool-&lt;br /&gt;then camille and i were singing "survive" comedy version&lt;br /&gt;and sabrina was cracking-up =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had drama first up and ms kuno was away (yay!!)&lt;br /&gt;but we had ms wavik look alike nickelson..? (idk how to spell =P)&lt;br /&gt;so, she was like bullying all those naughty kids in the class~ i guess i am a good girl/boy cause she let me and my row go out first =D (the only reason i liked her..)&lt;br /&gt;then i changed and bought strawberry milk (seriously addicted)&lt;br /&gt;and gulped the whole thing down (which made me forget to eat my apple)&lt;br /&gt;went to PCL but had to change classes because of EXAM BLOCKS&lt;br /&gt;went all the ay down to J BLOCK and talked about ghosts with camille because mrs chenery was being nice and let us have freetime~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HPE was normal.. &lt;br /&gt;not the best thing in the world but enough to survive.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah i ran like a boy..&lt;br /&gt;i had french last and i fell asleep... WHILE we were doing practice test. O.O&lt;br /&gt;im such a deep sleeper~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school i skipped POWER-UP&lt;br /&gt;and ran to change again and played basketball?&lt;br /&gt;-actually i lied down on the courts and stared into the sky..-&lt;br /&gt;then i started to sing survive again!!&lt;br /&gt;-how many times do i sing this song-&lt;br /&gt;and then karin and i were doing a parody~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;then we went to 711 and bought noodles and ate it &lt;br /&gt;YUM YUM&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. then i stole some of katy's doughnuts and it was really tasty.&lt;br /&gt;yups..&lt;br /&gt;i went home soon after that and ate noodles again O_O&lt;br /&gt;im gonna turn into NOODLE PIG&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night at 9:09pm &lt;br /&gt;i made my wish.. it only happens once a thousand years for 09/09/09 9:09pm to come..&lt;br /&gt;this is why im hoping it will come true!&lt;br /&gt;MY WISH MIGHT NOT BE OBVIOUS!~ PFFT.. I COULD BE SOMETHING TOTALLY DIFFERENT!!! eg. hmm.. money!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah money~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL i choose money over love and love over friendship?&lt;br /&gt;that is not right!~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, goodnight~&lt;br /&gt;im going to read &lt;strike&gt;mango &lt;/strike&gt;manga.&lt;br /&gt;ily♥joona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.너를 사랑해, 사랑할수 없을만큼..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-3102291576378941021?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/3102291576378941021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=3102291576378941021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/3102291576378941021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/3102291576378941021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/hehehehe.html' title='hehehehe ♥'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5312372486894792457</id><published>2009-09-09T19:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:47:21.594+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my wish for 090909?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;so at 09/09/09 @ 9:09pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;what are you going to wish for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;everyone knows mine already =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;but you know never know it might be something totally DIFFERENTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i bet your saying "tut tut.. VERY UNLIKELY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;yeah yeah... ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;well camille and i were singing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;survive- gabrielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i really like this song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;THANKS PENNY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;yeah.. it really matches me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and then went i was walking to bus stop i like changed the lyrics REALLY slightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and sang to CAMILLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i dont want to talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;it makes me want to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;everytime i pour out my emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i feel emptier inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;i dont want to play it like im not in love with &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;but i'll try, even though i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;still.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;miss &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;just like the air that i breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i need&lt;em&gt; him, &lt;/em&gt;with me im not gonna lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;i cant imagine my life without &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;but i..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;suppose i will survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and then i was like its JUST LIKE ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;yeah.. this song is sad T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;well, i better stop blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;AND DONT FORGET!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;WISH; o9o9o9 @ 9:o9pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5312372486894792457?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5312372486894792457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5312372486894792457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5312372486894792457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5312372486894792457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-wish-for-090909.html' title='my wish for 090909?'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-3249635875620177250</id><published>2009-09-09T19:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:35:36.624+10:00</updated><title type='text'>o9o9o9 :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;heyyo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;its o9o9o9 today aka opposite day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i like totally didnt do many opposite things cause i forgot like after everything 1 hr?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and today i was like all nervous because of the "basketball game"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i went to 7 11 before going to school =3=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;last night and today i was like craving for chuppachup :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i bought 4! strawberry,mango,blackberry?, and cola (for sarah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was like holding up the line searching for apple flavour and peach..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i found peach and cream but not apple &amp;gt;:O so i didnt buy peach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then i gave out my chuppachups :( -bad choice-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i had JTS first :D i like have to make the backing plate now.. ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and then my REALLY REALLY SPECIAL KEYRING WILL BE COMPLETE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after jts i like crossed the bridge (godd. so annoying!! we have to walk a lot..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i saw EVERYTHING on the bridge XD then i met up with camille and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we had french and apparently i didnt learn my numbers up to '69'(yeahyeah, my french teacher is awesome!) then ms wavik was like NOWHERE TO BE FOUND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so kim,kaveri and i just went to library.. + i hardcore read mangas there and like finished 2 books :( then i was bored and camwhored... with People.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then i changed&amp;nbsp;to sports uniform&amp;nbsp;during lunch and camille,sarah and i all dragged delinna up the stairs? then i was like :S &amp;lt;-- confused because i didnt know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and then sarah was like.. DELINNA wants to see "you know who" *eyebrow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i felt a tinge of weirdness but i helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then i played around with the b'ball at D block and i talked to AN and CAMILLE and STUFF..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i think i went peach?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then darcy embarrassed herself by hardcore pose dribbling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i went to maths and daydreamed.. =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but then i got thirsty and drank all of my strawberry milk :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;soon i got bored again and ACTUALLY DID MY MATHS WORK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yups.. totally weird~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then i sprinted to B'ball courts ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i played by myself until..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you know who!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;runs down the stair thingy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and then miraculously sees katy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yes.. stupid me.. then an arrived and camille and stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you know who apparently brought his friends :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was upset =3= *i can predict future~~~ *-ghost noise-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then we didnt actually play serious game.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i was really upset so i laughed like a maniac again ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(its a habit now.. i mean i laugh when im upset &amp;gt;&amp;lt;")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeah.. i tried playing a few times but it felt soo sooo sooooooo boring O-O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i expected like hardcore running..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i regreted playing boys vs girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeah.. then you know who left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wanted to go home too.. so i could actually do piano lesson..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i stayed because of my depression and talked to an and camille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when an left camille and i were singing and soon we had an idea because dylan was laughing &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was singing and camille lipsynced.. SIGH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yups and then i went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and im just tired and i feel very unsatisfied i mean I SKIPPED PIANO FOR THE WORST GAME? well not the worse ;]] but it was boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i didnt even get to WIN the bet :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i really really really really wanted my chuppachups!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well im gonna mood eat POPCORN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;goodnight and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dont forget to make a wish at 9:09pm today!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;o9/o9/o9 @ 9:09pm A WISH COMES TRUE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IM DEFINITELY WISHING XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;joona &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-3249635875620177250?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/3249635875620177250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=3249635875620177250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/3249635875620177250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/3249635875620177250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/o9o9o9-d.html' title='o9o9o9 :D'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5303951787146003059</id><published>2009-09-08T19:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:08:56.579+10:00</updated><title type='text'>bahahahahas♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;suuuuuuuuuuup,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;sorry about yesterdays *looks back at yesterday's blog* VERY SORRY bout yesterday's DEPRESSING blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;IM EXTREMELY HIGH TODAY &amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im can be sooooo moody like sad for one moment and like saying im gonna give up and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;the next moment ill be like YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im soo happy ~ i never giving up~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh.. that is me~ &lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SPECIAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was very happy!&lt;br /&gt;and i was happy and happy and happy ( i think you get the point..) and&lt;br /&gt;i went to form.. the teacher was like reading the notices then she said something about FASHION DESIGN.. and i actually stopped talking to CAMEL and listened.&lt;br /&gt;after listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joona: OMG!!! *slaps head* i forgot to bring sketch!!&lt;br /&gt;camille: what? hahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;joona: i knew i shouldn't have been hyped up today!!&lt;br /&gt;camille: lol&lt;br /&gt;joona: BUT who cares~ *stays very HYPE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i was laughing happily today..&lt;br /&gt;i thank god and the rain for that GRINS&lt;br /&gt;HPE FIRST..&lt;br /&gt;i drew random stuff..&lt;br /&gt;and then JTS :D was veddy fun and i got A for my tin box... (im not satisfied.)&lt;br /&gt;at maths.. i was trying to nerd but i pressed weird stuff on my calculator..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joona: *puts hand up* ITS NOT THAT!! ITS WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;other girl: no.. its right..&lt;br /&gt;mr pedo: its correct what did you get?&lt;br /&gt;joona: RANDOM NUMBER!&lt;br /&gt;mr pedo: how did you get that (confused look)&lt;br /&gt;joona: *puts equation into calculator again* oops... continue on..&lt;br /&gt;other girl: *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;joona: *goes tomato*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lunch i met up with DELINNA "blue bag girl??" &lt;br /&gt;then we met fiona,katy and sarah.&lt;br /&gt;they all wanted to know if delinna was the blue bag girl that you know who was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;so we all went up and met camille and i stood there..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt wanna talk as usual.. cause i turn tomato.&lt;br /&gt;i talked to an and penny and randoms on purpose.. &lt;br /&gt;so i didnt have to talk to you know who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah: GO GO (repetitively)&lt;br /&gt;joona: *tries walking and then walks back*&lt;br /&gt;delinna: go ask!&lt;br /&gt;camille: joona you go~&lt;br /&gt;joona: *drags camille with her and then just comes back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SILENCE for 5 mins? (only sarah talking "go go.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;peach finally decides to go and walks abit closer to apple and apple's friends&lt;br /&gt;APPPLE!!! peach yells.&lt;br /&gt;peach gets weird stares so peach runs away to berries.&lt;br /&gt;berries laughs.&lt;br /&gt;soon apple appears with one of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;peach and berries talk.. (peach didnt know what she was talking about because she was going ripe.)&lt;br /&gt;then apple nodded? and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. weird story..&lt;br /&gt;its like related to my story COUGH COUGH..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. and then i told tim he need to strip if our team lost in basketball&lt;br /&gt;and you know who had to strip if his team lost.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIS TEAM: you know who, katy (pro!!), karin (wee~), and random?&lt;br /&gt;FRUIT TEAM: me, camille,tim and possibly an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeah.. i want to win and i also want to lose.&lt;br /&gt;last period was awesome even if i did have english with the WAVIK..&lt;br /&gt;she's okay now i guess.&lt;br /&gt;well, we went to library and read books and some people studied =3=&lt;br /&gt;i read MANGA along with kim and jess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;especially one im reading right now..VERY INTERESTING *eyebrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttyl too much fun~&lt;br /&gt;and goodnight :)&lt;br /&gt;joona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5303951787146003059?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5303951787146003059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5303951787146003059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5303951787146003059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5303951787146003059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/bahahahahas.html' title='bahahahahas♥'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-1382265948839349919</id><published>2009-09-07T19:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:12:07.833+10:00</updated><title type='text'>rain..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT RAINING!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;im so random.. i ran outside when it started pouring.. and stood in my front yard like an idiot staring into the sky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;after a while i was crying.. (its so good no one can tell..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;it actually felt good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;it matched my mood..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i was waiting for the rain for a few days now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;so i was soo excited and cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;LOLOLOL when i came back in my mum was like *stare*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;GO GET A TOWEL AND CLEAN URSELF UP!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and my dad was outside in a chair undercover staring at the rain himself.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i guess everyone waited for the rain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i love the rain for that one purpose i can cry without people noticing.. i wonder how a mermaid would live (if they existed..) i mean they wouldnt have a emotion called crying? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i envy that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;my emotions keep exploding these days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i bet i could've filled more than 1 litre of tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;when i watched the drama 1 litre of tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i cried so much and in a way i envied aiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i guess in the drama it made aiya look like she lived in a fairytale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;but the sad thing was that when all the good things in life happened sadness followed destroying her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;she got Spinocerebellar Ataxia at the age of 15..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the time when her happiest moments happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;i wonder how it felt for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;idk why but sometimes i really wish i had that disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;just to know what she felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;well, let's not hope it actually happens.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;cause i have a whole life to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ttyl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-1382265948839349919?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/1382265948839349919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=1382265948839349919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/1382265948839349919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/1382265948839349919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/rain.html' title='rain..'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-5444132481492812317</id><published>2009-09-07T17:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T17:37:00.634+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my life; gets worser and worser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;its a bad day readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;today i thought i would just be sad about the friendship and love thing but another problem occurs and makes me feel.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;SICK, HURT,BETRAYED and worst of all someone loses my trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;berries and mango lost my trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;and i guess i lost apple's trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im all alone in the middle of nowhere.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;what should i do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i dont feel like doing anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i want to just fall into a deep sleep like sleeping beauty and snow white except i dont want the prince to come and save me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;this is why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;dreams are really not meant to come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;hahahas. i think i just woke up from my fantasy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;im so sick of love and friendship and i feel as if im in this world all alone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;it might be worse than last year but this time im not showing it. (emoness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;few questions to the lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;are you really there watching over me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;is my life meant to be like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;did i really sin a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;is my life ending soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKAY STOP!! NO MORE NEGATIVE STUFF!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i found these inspirational quotes right this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Friendship with oneself is all important because without it one cannot be friends with anybody else in the world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing which you think you cannot do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;they're good ehh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;i need to learn to survive on my own but i dont know how..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;im sorry for not typing what my days were like.. but i dont think i will be typing my "day" for at least 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;thanks for reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;and thanks to those cheering me up and supporting me through these hard times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;ily joona &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-5444132481492812317?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/5444132481492812317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=5444132481492812317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5444132481492812317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/5444132481492812317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-life-gets-worser-and-worser.html' title='my life; gets worser and worser.'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-2724012595827513918</id><published>2009-09-06T22:21:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:39:25.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'>which way?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;why cant i decide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;friendship or love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;shouldn't this be easy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;if i go with friendship i might find new love and have better memories and i will always have my bestfriend who was always there for me through the sad times and happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;but if i go with love i will probably have to wait longer and suffer more from other girls without a shoulder to cry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i keep asking myself this but i cant reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the only reaction is tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the better choice is friendship for the happier me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but why cant i rubbish you know who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;he only caused heartbreaks and tears and sadness or sometimes made me feel very happy but they never lasted. but whenever they disappeared and hurt me my bestfriend was there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;im an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i cant decide.. im going to let GOD GUIDE ME ON THIS ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my prayer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;dear &lt;em&gt;heavenly&lt;/em&gt; father,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;thank you for this lovely also very sad father's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;thank you for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sending &lt;/strong&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;one and only son&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; down to this earth to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;save us from sin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;father, today i'll like to ask you to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bless all those who cursed me and to forgive them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;lord,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; i pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right now to ask for &lt;strong&gt;guidance&lt;/strong&gt;.. i dont know what to choose&lt;em&gt; friendship? or love..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;they're both important things to me but i really dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;please help me make the right choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;in your name i pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMEN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i better sleep now and hope for the best tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hate my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hope i just die if i continue feeling like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ily. joona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3368487843204588968-2724012595827513918?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/2724012595827513918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=2724012595827513918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2724012595827513918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3368487843204588968/posts/default/2724012595827513918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/2009/09/which-way.html' title='which way?'/><author><name>miss joona ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07467157659811007763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sTzcUQJCeBM/SvvzayatgAI/AAAAAAAAACA/7RaGrzTTemI/S220/07112009706.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3368487843204588968.post-1809040671043563537</id><published>2009-09-06T14:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:58:45.987+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hi♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so apparently i made a new blog~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im probably going use both of my blogs so don't worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ily♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;joona&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/3368487843204588968-1809040671043563537?l=blueskies31.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueskies31.blogspot.com/feeds/1809040671043563537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3368487843204588968&amp;postID=1809040671043563537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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