<?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-8319118476982520642</id><updated>2012-02-12T00:52:37.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to blog about.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>250</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-2470751746776115269</id><published>2012-02-12T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T00:52:37.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my parents love me</title><content type='html'>Me: Good morning ma!&lt;br /&gt;Mother: (looks up from newspaper) Stop smiling. You're getting wrinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-2470751746776115269?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/2470751746776115269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=2470751746776115269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/2470751746776115269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/2470751746776115269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-parents-love-me.html' title='my parents love me'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7617481542004710005</id><published>2012-02-10T17:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T17:26:00.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be honest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kA_DnQaTXzI/TzXDmbHcI6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/pSZtzVYERV4/s1600/Screen+Shot+2012-02-11+at+9.25.19+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kA_DnQaTXzI/TzXDmbHcI6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/pSZtzVYERV4/s320/Screen+Shot+2012-02-11+at+9.25.19+AM.png" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;i worry for me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7617481542004710005?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7617481542004710005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7617481542004710005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7617481542004710005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7617481542004710005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/02/to-be-honest.html' title='to be honest'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kA_DnQaTXzI/TzXDmbHcI6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/pSZtzVYERV4/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2012-02-11+at+9.25.19+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7518266191160201507</id><published>2012-02-06T03:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T03:41:54.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah yeah yeah</title><content type='html'>1) we worked it out, I am so happy (:&lt;br /&gt;2) love love love you guys forever.&lt;br /&gt;3) On another note, &amp;nbsp;I essentially wasted my entire holidays on mindless tv and my brain is deteriorating rapidly&lt;br /&gt;4) I do not regret this.&lt;br /&gt;5) Maybe a little because boys who know everything about the cold war scare the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;6) I don't know what to think about my class. I don't know anyone except Han Jun and Brillia.&lt;br /&gt;7) Stupid geog kidz.&lt;br /&gt;8) Unimpressive boy will forever be unimpressed by me and I don't care!!! I would rather keep it that way ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;9) PLEASE STOP TELLING ME THAT I AM COMPATIBLE WITH SOMEONE WHO SUPPOSEDLY LOOKS LIKE ME BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;(i) why the hell would i want to date someone who looks like me&lt;br /&gt;(ii) none of you know him, you don't even know how he's like&lt;br /&gt;(iii) WE DON'T LOOK ALIKE IN THE FIRST PLACE&lt;br /&gt;10) I realise that most of point 9 is also applicable to our incessant teasing of shimei about smiling buddha, thus making my entire argument invalid, but it's different ok!!! It just is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want real school to start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7518266191160201507?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7518266191160201507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7518266191160201507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7518266191160201507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7518266191160201507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/02/yeah-yeah-yeah.html' title='yeah yeah yeah'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5355282805313846677</id><published>2012-02-05T05:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T05:27:25.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>suddenly we're all running out of time</title><content type='html'>GOING TO MISS 406 SO MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so nervous about class allocations!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5355282805313846677?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5355282805313846677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5355282805313846677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5355282805313846677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5355282805313846677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/02/suddenly-were-all-running-out-of-time.html' title='suddenly we&apos;re all running out of time'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7682127025958864238</id><published>2012-02-04T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T07:42:51.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>speedy gonzales</title><content type='html'>I just realised how much fun I had during orientation. Like ok la its not super fun but it was really quite a lot of fun (although some things/people irritated me a lot), it was a good experience (also absolutely loved war games (except a few because of certain person who creeped me out)). I think the best moment of orientation would really have to be Terence sneaking up behind some random OGL and touching his hair so creepily. The OGL was so violated it was the best thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS I see that because it is the weekend, my readership doubles and since so many of you guys actually bother to check my blog (i dont understand why.), I shall write a post for the sake of writing a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HERE IS IDEAL ROMANTIC SITUATION 3!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The neighbour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to say that I have actually experienced this ideal romantic situation because I have actually crushed on my neighbour before (he was this damn cute ang moh boy and he used to come over to my house everyday to play xbox, he was dyslexic, we used to play pranks on everyone and he always told me to never do my homework (that's all I remember about him tbh)) but it totally did not work out because 1. He stopped being cute 2. I moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola and The Boy Next Door was a book that perfectly&amp;nbsp;encapsulated&amp;nbsp;this ideal romantic situation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, girl and boy are childhood friends. They have windows that face each other (like in You Belong With Me) and have like torch light signals to communicate with each other or some pulley sort of system that allows them to pass things to each other through their windows. Boy always cares for girl and has always been super nice to her. Boy is girl's first crush. Parents approve of boy even though girl insists they are just friends and he is 'like a brother' to her. Girl has some bad boy bf who is a jerkdouche and boy will check up on her when he overhears them having a fight on her porch. Boy, who is socially awkward, sweet, geeky and charming, comforts her and tells her she deserves someone better. Girl realises that boy has grown up well, had a growth spurt and has nice arms. She realises HE IS THE ONE FOR HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch too much cw tv/read too much chick shit for my own good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7682127025958864238?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7682127025958864238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7682127025958864238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7682127025958864238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7682127025958864238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/02/speedy-gonzales.html' title='speedy gonzales'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1531871905596794153</id><published>2012-02-03T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T08:34:01.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. wasn't super miserable during orientation&lt;br /&gt;2. but it wasn't that fun&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a lot of stories to tell but I feel it is best that I do not write them here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1531871905596794153?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1531871905596794153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1531871905596794153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1531871905596794153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1531871905596794153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/02/1.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8475477600503257064</id><published>2012-01-29T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T18:34:21.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAD.</title><content type='html'>DREADING ORIENTATION DREAD DREAD DREAD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it!! I am unlikeable and everyone's going to hate me ok!! SIGH SIGH UGH DREAD DREAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously everyone hates me instantly I AM SO UNLIKEABLE DREAD DREAD. Also fine, you don't like me I ALSO DON'T LIKE YOU THEN!! (same logic as my intense dislike for unimpressive boy) I tell you, the reason people feel like they can be so horrid to me is because I am not pretty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok whatever I am chilling, I DONT CARE BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the museum today. Orientation tmr. DREAD DREAD DREAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8475477600503257064?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8475477600503257064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8475477600503257064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8475477600503257064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8475477600503257064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/dread.html' title='DREAD.'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-4548117758414153824</id><published>2012-01-28T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T17:18:56.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doucheboys</title><content type='html'>I would like to make the distinction between my doucheboys (aka bieber zayn harry) and other doucheboys because my friends are convinced I am going to marry a doucheboy and they tell me they aren't going to come to my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HERE IT IS: &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The difference between my doucheboys and gross doucheboys&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you compare zayn and some real-life doucheboy who gives people douchey vibes, both think they are hot and in demand. The difference is, zayn is actually hot and in demand as opposed to perceived hot/in demand ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly0jycO5v51ql56odo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly0jycO5v51ql56odo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;2. My doucheboys do funny douchey things ex. are v vain and are playahs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok no, all doucheboys do this. I only think its ok and funny because my doucheboys are all so gorjuz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BUT WHATEVER OK!!! I am not going to marry a douche. I might marry a CUTE douche, but not a douche. There is a difference. (I need a stronger argument) And yes you have to come to my wedding. (assuming that I will even get married in the first place.. (NONO too early in the morning to get depressed))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-4548117758414153824?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4548117758414153824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=4548117758414153824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4548117758414153824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4548117758414153824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/doucheboys.html' title='doucheboys'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5220026639864080960</id><published>2012-01-26T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T23:57:45.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>geek charming</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VSE5ae9YKNA" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was v v cute hahahah, cheesy and stupid but WHATEVER IT WAS ADORABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, they're dating in real life so it makes it even more cuter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cu6ENGOLmHw" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW THEY'RE SO CUTE TOGETHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha boo ok will go study for sats now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5220026639864080960?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5220026639864080960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5220026639864080960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5220026639864080960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5220026639864080960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/geek-charming.html' title='geek charming'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VSE5ae9YKNA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8197807769354064724</id><published>2012-01-26T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T04:03:31.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvard, I'm comin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://distilleryimage5.instagram.com/01731acc47f711e19e4a12313813ffc0_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://distilleryimage5.instagram.com/01731acc47f711e19e4a12313813ffc0_7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://distilleryimage6.instagram.com/e7d5927047f611e180c9123138016265_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://distilleryimage6.instagram.com/e7d5927047f611e180c9123138016265_7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;productive mugging sesh eh HY? HAHAHHAHAHAHHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WHY WHY WHY OH WHY AM I TAKING THE SATs!!!! More importantly, WHY AM I SO CHILL ABOUT IT??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In my opinion, people who chose not to sign up for it are the smartest of all. &amp;nbsp;In the words of our wise Clara,&amp;nbsp;"WHY WOULD I PAY MONEY TO TAKE A TEST?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8197807769354064724?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8197807769354064724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8197807769354064724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8197807769354064724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8197807769354064724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/harvard-im-comin.html' title='Harvard, I&apos;m comin.'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5681580405072500766</id><published>2012-01-25T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T05:16:43.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>arathi is da bez yano</title><content type='html'>haha ok this week was a total UGS-filled week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we were on group chat (esp now that Stacy has left, having been unable to cope with our increasingly psychotic behaviour) we would find ourselves having UGS attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually starts with something like&lt;br /&gt;"HENG YENG IS SO PRETTY"&lt;br /&gt;then everyone will go&lt;br /&gt;"I HATE HER CNY PHOTOS, EVERYTHING ALSO SO RADIANT"&lt;br /&gt;then it'll become&lt;br /&gt;"WHY ARE WE FRIENDS WITH HER?? WHY IS SHE SO PERFECT??"&lt;br /&gt;then HY will come in and go&lt;br /&gt;"OMG GUYS WTP I AM NOT PERFECT OK THERE ARE SO MANY PRETTIER PEOPLE AROUND"&lt;br /&gt;then everyone will be like&lt;br /&gt;"I'M NOT EVEN TALENTED, NOT SMART AHHH"&lt;br /&gt;then it'll just turn into&lt;br /&gt;"FML I AM GOING TO DIE ALONE AHHH UGS ATTACK"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya really it was like the same conversation again and again hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here is a timeline of the progress of our UGS over the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sunday&lt;br /&gt;-ultimate low&lt;br /&gt;-intense UGS attacks&lt;br /&gt;-everyone moaning about how we wish we could be pretty&lt;br /&gt;-came up with brilliant idea of listing all our flaws against what we should be thankful for, so we could compare when we meet (idk what is wrong with us)&lt;br /&gt;- mine looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KONdi1gzK94/Tx_7grRFrTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/82gJ6qChH0Y/s1600/Screen+Shot+2012-01-25+at+8.53.27+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KONdi1gzK94/Tx_7grRFrTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/82gJ6qChH0Y/s320/Screen+Shot+2012-01-25+at+8.53.27+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- made me hate myself even more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- made me hate HY even more for being so perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- made me hate every single girl who is prettier than me so so much more (which is like every other girl so whatever.)&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: left;"&gt;2) Monday/Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- "trying to calm ourselves down"stage/ "where is stacy when we need her" stage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- we kept going "OK NO MORE UGS TALK, NO MORE." and then we would talk a bit more about how we aren't good at anything/pretty/smart and then someone would remind us and say "NO MORE UGS, NO MORE!!!" and the cycle repeats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- shifted focus more on to vday and how we might be lonely forever (except of course HY Heather and Nicole..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLnKwTYlYjI/Tx_81uk7XkI/AAAAAAAAAxk/MEPzZ-pxgz0/s1600/Screen+Shot+2012-01-25+at+8.59.41+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLnKwTYlYjI/Tx_81uk7XkI/AAAAAAAAAxk/MEPzZ-pxgz0/s320/Screen+Shot+2012-01-25+at+8.59.41+PM.png" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- really tried to stop talking about UGS but couldn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3) WEDNESDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- recovery&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- ok well it only JUST happened but yes ARATHI HAS CURED US OF UGS!!! I don't care about my lack of boobs or whatever hello if I HAVE FRIENDS LIKE ARATHI WHAT DOES BEING PERFECT MATTER??! (i think theres sth wrong with that sentence but like whatever.) BUT YES ARATHI IS THE SWEETEST PERSON EVER. Like she wrote this super long blogpost and wrote notes to each of us to tell us to stop freaking out about UGS because we are special individuals and seriously she is the sweetest friend in the world HAHAH. And you know what arathi! You were totally freaking out unnecessarily about UGS/TGS/SGS too because 1. you have indian features (in the words of our csm, "How to compete with Indians?") 2. you are really talented in writing (hello angullia did not love you the way he did for nothing) and 3. NONE OF THIS EVEN MATTERS WHEN YOU ARE THE NICE SWEET DEPENDABLE PERSON THAT YOU ARE (: Really!! Like who else would go act as some anon on fs and desperately try to boost csm's self-esteem hahahahha. Seriously I love you arathi you're so sweet and you really care about all of us and I am really really so grateful that I have you around &amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SO YA I DON'T CARE ANYMORE. TAKE THAT UGLY GIRL SYNDROME, WE ARE OVER YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;NO MATTER WHAT, WE ARE 'SUPERSTARRRR' (haha omg stacy am never gng to forgive you for making me sit through the most uncomfortable movie of my life HAHAH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/394046_2998789085250_1127958182_33175272_500017335_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/394046_2998789085250_1127958182_33175272_500017335_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am obsessed with how awesome clara looks in this photo HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So anyway, Stacy, we hope you are proud of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/8319118476982520642-5681580405072500766?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5681580405072500766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5681580405072500766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5681580405072500766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5681580405072500766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/arathi-is-da-bez-yano.html' title='arathi is da bez yano'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KONdi1gzK94/Tx_7grRFrTI/AAAAAAAAAxc/82gJ6qChH0Y/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2012-01-25+at+8.53.27+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7716577186093200543</id><published>2012-01-23T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T03:03:17.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y O Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmezxIveS30/Tx09tWITq6I/AAAAAAAAAxM/56PNDwpbrTA/s1600/Screen+Shot+2012-01-23+at+6.59.17+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmezxIveS30/Tx09tWITq6I/AAAAAAAAAxM/56PNDwpbrTA/s320/Screen+Shot+2012-01-23+at+6.59.17+PM.png" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we need stacy in our lives so that we stay (somewhat) sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO WHY DID I SIGN UP FOR THE SATs WHY WHY WHY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and happy cny my yellow friends (HAHA ya right i am more yellow than any of my chinese friends life sux hahah) hope you had a good day)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7716577186093200543?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7716577186093200543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7716577186093200543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7716577186093200543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7716577186093200543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/y-o-y.html' title='Y O Y'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmezxIveS30/Tx09tWITq6I/AAAAAAAAAxM/56PNDwpbrTA/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2012-01-23+at+6.59.17+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-2521713829845139154</id><published>2012-01-22T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T06:08:39.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly girl syndrome</title><content type='html'>today shall be known as HY day because all we discussed today (besides scary foot-licking suicidal stalker ri boys) was how pretty HY is and how much we hate her for giving us UGS attacks everytime we look at her because not only is she exceedingly pretty, SHE IS PERFECT. She is gorgeous, talented, super smart and nice!! UGHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also she is convinced we are lying to her because she thinks we are obliged to say that but that's bs because hello she is so perfect!! UGH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i know if stacy is reading this she will disapprove and tell us we're being annoying, childish and stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes we will all secretly agree that she's right. BUT WHATEVER!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UGS ATTACK BRB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-2521713829845139154?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/2521713829845139154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=2521713829845139154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/2521713829845139154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/2521713829845139154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/ugly-girl-syndrome.html' title='ugly girl syndrome'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1690988390287532692</id><published>2012-01-21T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T08:25:28.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the people i am related to</title><content type='html'>"Razik, why you so black ah?"&lt;br /&gt;Razik (p1 cousin): I BATHE IN HOT WATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!?!? HAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost as funny as&lt;br /&gt;"Kakak, can you stop gushing about zayn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be so awkward when we get married."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1690988390287532692?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1690988390287532692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1690988390287532692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1690988390287532692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1690988390287532692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/people-i-am-related-to.html' title='the people i am related to'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-9019533142593699140</id><published>2012-01-20T21:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T21:42:09.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so i was supposed to do my SAT practices</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qQWdnDXCMEw" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least its not T&amp;amp;Ts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-9019533142593699140?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/9019533142593699140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=9019533142593699140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/9019533142593699140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/9019533142593699140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-i-was-supposed-to-do-my-sat.html' title='so i was supposed to do my SAT practices'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qQWdnDXCMEw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1160499381800014129</id><published>2012-01-20T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T08:07:51.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my attempt at being zen fails when</title><content type='html'>1. people i don't know tell me and my friends to change and 'keep our drama to ourselves' when whatever drama i can think of doesn't even concern them AT ALL and the only people who deserve to be angry are fine with us&lt;br /&gt;2. we haven't done anything mean or hostile and we are behaving as how we always do, and who are you to tell me to change?? We don't even know what we did wrong. We don't even know who you are. You have a problem with us then come up and face us.&lt;br /&gt;3. Feet hurt from heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever these people need to get over themselves and realise that whatever we do does not affect them in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok zen now I am over it. (HAHA i am actually serious now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1160499381800014129?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1160499381800014129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1160499381800014129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1160499381800014129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1160499381800014129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-attempt-at-being-zen-fails-when.html' title='my attempt at being zen fails when'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5104005835528680694</id><published>2012-01-18T22:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:09:22.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was such an emotionally exhausting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO UH HELLO I AM V UNIMPRESSED BY YOU TOO OK OMG WHAT IS WRONG WITH RI BOYS?!??!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5104005835528680694?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5104005835528680694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5104005835528680694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5104005835528680694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5104005835528680694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-was-such-emotionally-exhausting.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8158259954019149689</id><published>2012-01-17T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T03:39:51.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey boo-boo child</title><content type='html'>so I was supposed to write about the top 5 overused (yet much loved) romantic cliches and so far, I've only written about one so here is ideal romantic situation number two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) THE FACADE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it always begins with either 1. a bet (like in She's All That or How To Lose A Guy in 10 Days) or 2. an assignment/job (think Never Been Kissed or Chasing Liberty or like in The Boy Series!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because I have an affinity for high school movies, I shall talk specifically about those high school bets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So usually, you'll have this normal, wholesome girl. She isn't one of the popular kids and maybe everyone thinks she's a bit of a loser because she's kind of ugly (until she takes off her specs (WHICH IS TOTAL BS HELLO WITH OR WITHOUT SPECS IM STILL GROSS. but whatever.)) She's been waiting for the man of her dreams for a while and then all of a sudden she bumps into this handsome jock (like usually it is a literal bump, like she drops all her books and fumbles around and then he picks up her books for her and then they have the eye contact thing as they stand up) This was obviously deliberately planned by the jock as part of his plan to win this bet (which is usually something like 'turn the gross chick into a hot girl and get her to date you'). Anyway, the jock will then introduce himself and the girl will be all giggly and say 'I know who you are'. (either that or she's difficult and gives him the cold shoulder but hello i can only talk about so many cliches at a time!!!) Yup then he will be damn sweet to her and try to win her heart and she might be a bit suspicious about the timing of all of this but because her life prior to handsome boiboi sucked she just pushes away all her doubts. Soon enough, jock realises that he's not really pretending anymore and that he genuinely wants to spend time with her. They fall in love ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAS, ALL TOO SOON, THE EX-GF/HIS BACKSTABBING BEST FRIEND (who does not want to lose the bet) TELLS HER THE TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh this part is applicable to the assignment/job scenarios as well!!)&lt;br /&gt;She cries/slaps him and goews 'THIS WAS ALL A LIE?! I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU!" Guy stays silent as she screams at her, he is sad. Girls storms off. Then guy makes up to her one night, throwing rocks at her window and comes to apologise and admits to the bet but explains how it became real and begs for forgiveness and goes 'I am only me when I'm with you' (HAHA) They live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK YAY haha hope you enjoyed that aisyah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8158259954019149689?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8158259954019149689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8158259954019149689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8158259954019149689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8158259954019149689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/honey-boo-boo-child.html' title='honey boo-boo child'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-9018395598651969558</id><published>2012-01-16T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T06:46:19.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weneva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxqm09XyaY1qlpk9eo1_500.gif" id="photoset_link_15899432959_1" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; display: inline-block; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxqm09XyaY1qlpk9eo1_500.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not understand how csm can refer to harry as the ugly one who gets too much screentime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love zayn (and his atrocious english) i totally appreciate the beauty that is Harry Styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok ok i will try to limit my 1D posts because I've learnt that NONE OF MY FRIENDS read these posts, they're just like "ugh another one *closes tab/google reader*" HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(also i update my blog too often, whatever once school starts i think i'll have to abandon my blog which makes me pretty sad so I shall blog as much as I can now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-9018395598651969558?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/9018395598651969558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=9018395598651969558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/9018395598651969558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/9018395598651969558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/weneva.html' title='weneva'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-4677812724112743731</id><published>2012-01-16T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T05:32:03.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yano</title><content type='html'>ahhahahah oh ya i forgot to post this, i was laughing like crazy in the PAC just now when I read it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jn8lGBArlL8/TxQmoSLKIkI/AAAAAAAAAxE/v8TYsTO7l1I/s1600/Screen+Shot+2012-01-16+at+9.29.20+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jn8lGBArlL8/TxQmoSLKIkI/AAAAAAAAAxE/v8TYsTO7l1I/s400/Screen+Shot+2012-01-16+at+9.29.20+PM.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weneva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How he got into university to study english is beyond me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-4677812724112743731?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4677812724112743731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=4677812724112743731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4677812724112743731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4677812724112743731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/yano.html' title='yano'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jn8lGBArlL8/TxQmoSLKIkI/AAAAAAAAAxE/v8TYsTO7l1I/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2012-01-16+at+9.29.20+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-3057285059396965358</id><published>2012-01-16T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T04:15:35.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my ultimate fear</title><content type='html'>For all of my friends to get boyfriends (hello already 3/10 in our group chat is attached!!!), leaving me to rot all alone and then for all the couples to fight over whose turn it is to go home with the 'loser third wheel friend' and they'll just be like "ugh we went home with her yesterday its your day on loser duty" and then the other couple will be like "aw come on its our anniversary" and I'll just be there, standing, being a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A LEGIT WORRY.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snapp was ridiculous. The whole point of it was to tell us 'ABSTINENCE IS KEY'. Uh hello!! I am a muslim girl!!! I OBVIOUSLY ALREADY KNOW THAT!!! And so many people are so socially awkward!! Ok not like I am some social butterfly or anth but can't people just be normal?? Is that too much to ask!! And I was just moaning about wanting to go home. Csm and I were v bitter because HY and H could do the quiz on 'friends or lovers' but we couldn't because we had noone to base that quiz on. HAHAHHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOE interview tmr blah i hope i do ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-3057285059396965358?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3057285059396965358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=3057285059396965358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/3057285059396965358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/3057285059396965358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-ultimate-fear.html' title='my ultimate fear'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7621756041115782238</id><published>2012-01-14T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T20:39:04.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're my kryptonite</title><content type='html'>because i enjoy annoying people (HI FRIENDS HAHA) , and also because i only follow one person on tumblr (who is called 'one direction whore' HAHA.) (my patheticness knows no bounds i know.),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present to you, 5 of my favourite gifs/moments from the one thing mv!!! (it is officially my favourite mv of all time (Call it what you want by ftp is a close second (because of the epic 'now kiss me' by the other mark) followed by Baby One More Time))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The inbetweeners dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxte5nEtaj1r7bzlbo1_500.gif" id="photoset_link_15856363910_1" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; display: inline-block; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxte5nEtaj1r7bzlbo1_500.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxte5nEtaj1r7bzlbo2_500.gif" id="photoset_link_15856363910_2" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; display: inline-block; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxte5nEtaj1r7bzlbo2_500.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;2) the boys doing random things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxtie9iAtT1rnrffuo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxtie9iAtT1rnrffuo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxszuhtNVE1qdj7yxo1_500.gif" id="photoset_link_15860537385_1" style="display: inline-block; margin-left: 0px !important; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxszuhtNVE1qdj7yxo1_500.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxszuhtNVE1qdj7yxo2_500.gif" id="photoset_link_15860537385_2" style="display: inline-block; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxszuhtNVE1qdj7yxo2_500.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3) The Zouis Moment (everyone on twitter was going crazy over this haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxqwjaAdyQ1qbsikvo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxqwjaAdyQ1qbsikvo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4) Harry's precious poses HAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe class="photoset" frameborder="0" height="536" scrolling="no" src="http://www.tumblr.com/post/15790153289/photoset_iframe/yaprettymuch/tumblr_lxragnwFf41qeernp/500" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden;" width="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5) Liam's hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxtf4lW4AW1r6uwd1o4_400.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxtf4lW4AW1r6uwd1o4_400.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHHA DID THAT ANNOY YOU FRIENDS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(assuming you are still here and did not instantly close this tab the moment you realised it was another 1D post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxrownd4X91qgq6vk.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxrownd4X91qgq6vk.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well BITE ME BITCH.&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;(hahahah oh louis.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7621756041115782238?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7621756041115782238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7621756041115782238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7621756041115782238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7621756041115782238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/youre-my-kryptonite.html' title='you&apos;re my kryptonite'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8542572170887078644</id><published>2012-01-13T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T16:22:44.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i luv my boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y1xs_xPb46M" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are so gorjuz and adorable!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really love this music video, its so sweet and there are so many funny moments sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:19 them and their inbetweeners dance forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN THEY BE THIS GORJUZ HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i am not interested in what you have to say about zayn's douche hair ok csm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok ya i admit it looks really bad and quite douchey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BUT WHATEVER I STILL LOVE ZAYN OK.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8542572170887078644?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8542572170887078644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8542572170887078644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8542572170887078644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8542572170887078644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-luv-my-boys.html' title='i luv my boys'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Y1xs_xPb46M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8402338919799874595</id><published>2012-01-13T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T03:07:03.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8si1cjupDkI" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zayn's eyelashes!!! (zayn is so beautiful i cannot take it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(AND YAY I AM SO EXCITED FOR THE ONE THING MV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also today was worse than yesterday I think. The day was so long and I felt so blah. Nothing exciting happened (except smiling Buddha) It was terrible because noone could keep a straight face and it was SO OBVIOUS that we were laughing at smiling Buddha (WHILE STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CANTEEN (sometimes i do not understand my friends)) but ya now I think we seem like the giggly girly girls who are crushing on random people we don't know but the thing is we are laughing at them. Like seriously smiling buddha is totally a smiling buddha. Ya besides that nothing happened today. Oh except stacy doing weird things which I think she would prefer I don't elaborate on. OH and chanel going "is it d-day? is it d-day? (pause) we landing in Normandy!!!!" i laughed so hard. I do hope the worst of JIP is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8402338919799874595?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8402338919799874595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8402338919799874595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8402338919799874595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8402338919799874595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/zayns-eyelashes-zayn-is-so-beautiful-i.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8si1cjupDkI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7172221683727466291</id><published>2012-01-12T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T03:35:42.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it wasn't me</title><content type='html'>1. I just had another freakout session (i was legit hyperventilating (i am crazy (i must stay zen!!!!))) about mother tongue but you know what I DON'T CARE!!! I refuse to take it because:&lt;br /&gt;- i cannot tahan malay (esp without cikgu and my homies)&lt;br /&gt;- i know my malay isnt that bad (i am not going to be mean to myself i know my malay is not good but its not horrid, i don't need to prove anything to myself)&lt;br /&gt;- i can spend the 4 hours a week focusing on my other subjects&lt;br /&gt;- i am convincing myself that this will not affect my future (whether local or overseas) in a major way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. school was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/387189_3083593409131_1242736169_33345492_602480338_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/387189_3083593409131_1242736169_33345492_602480338_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- it was FREEZING&lt;br /&gt;- kept taking walks just to get out of the place&lt;br /&gt;- 8 hours of talks&lt;br /&gt;- had to stay zen although we found some people annoying (ZEN ZEN ZEN!!!) (i signed the pact, must honour it (oh and here is our other pact, the 'no shame' pact:&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/-nWjYod2Tt0s/Tw27ayBGENI/AAAAAAAADYk/52P-UFv8mew/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG" style="background-color: white; color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nWjYod2Tt0s/Tw27ayBGENI/AAAAAAAADYk/52P-UFv8mew/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAYN YOU BEAUTIFUL BOY. I LUV YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="photoset" id="photoset_15710090942" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 20px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="photoset_row" style="height: 240px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; white-space: nowrap; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxkmzcGIav1r21yvlo7_r10_250.gif" id="photoset_link_15710090942_1" style="color: #444444; display: inline-block; margin-left: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxkmzcGIav1r21yvlo7_r10_250.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; 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color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; padding-left: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7172221683727466291?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7172221683727466291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7172221683727466291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7172221683727466291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7172221683727466291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-wasnt-me.html' title='it wasn&apos;t me'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nWjYod2Tt0s/Tw27ayBGENI/AAAAAAAADYk/52P-UFv8mew/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-4215323454576330707</id><published>2012-01-11T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T06:12:48.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to go to school tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR TALKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN BISHAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to go to my crappy 4th floor classroom and come in to class and see HY and Nicole and Brillia and Sheryl and all the early people and talk and wait for people like CSM to come (preferably with her occasional baking treats to share) and have H&amp;amp;C insisting on the middle staircase although it is crowded max and rush v fast past the HOD office for fear of bumping into jalleh and helping Chanel pluck out white hair during morning assembly and staring down the prefect (who was actually quite nice haha) and stay in class for recess doing stupid things and have funny lessons with ms hoo and mrs lim and jalleh and just be happy with 406 and omg have screaming pe lessons and H&amp;amp;C taking forever to pack their bags and going home with kembangan kidz clara and HY and sigh omg sec 4 daily life was actually really nice now that I think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-4215323454576330707?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4215323454576330707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=4215323454576330707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4215323454576330707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4215323454576330707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-do-not-want-to-go-to-school-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1256657629742037169</id><published>2012-01-11T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T03:16:50.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390446_2909479972578_1127958182_33135149_1014745337_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390446_2909479972578_1127958182_33135149_1014745337_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we had a vintage party today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HKmO-RBZfd0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite pointless video actually. Except for chanel's impression of her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is school (in bishan!!!! UGH) tomorrow i am sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd google pictures of sad people and post them here but I know better now haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1256657629742037169?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1256657629742037169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1256657629742037169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1256657629742037169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1256657629742037169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/last-day-of-holidays.html' title='last day of holidays'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HKmO-RBZfd0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8130527850341331418</id><published>2012-01-09T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T07:09:37.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i am spamming your google readers (Sorry friends.) but this is v v v impt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/389873_2897780600101_1127958182_33129782_647648999_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="361" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/389873_2897780600101_1127958182_33129782_647648999_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH OMG STACY THANK YOU FOR SHOWING ME THIS HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but this makes me so happy HAHAHHA shit I look terrible there but like whatever ok!! GOOGLE SAYS I AM A MAT!!! I AM A MAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8130527850341331418?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8130527850341331418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8130527850341331418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8130527850341331418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8130527850341331418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-know-i-am-spamming-your-google.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5458315214227323978</id><published>2012-01-09T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T06:42:48.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BRIGHT SIDE IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cikgu says she isn't disappointed with me because she knows I tried really hard&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't have to take malay in JC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what I'll just get a mat boyfriend ok it'll be so much easier to improve my malay that way than to retake malay omg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5458315214227323978?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5458315214227323978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5458315214227323978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5458315214227323978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5458315214227323978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/bright-side-is-1.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-4824463750816354010</id><published>2012-01-09T06:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T06:01:33.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am insanely happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SkkIwO_X4i4" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks stacy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-4824463750816354010?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4824463750816354010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=4824463750816354010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4824463750816354010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4824463750816354010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-insanely-happy.html' title='i am insanely happy'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SkkIwO_X4i4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1856634719422690492</id><published>2012-01-09T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T05:16:50.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why i am okay now</title><content type='html'>1. I didn't ask to do terribly in malay but neither did I ask for rg. Things happen. Sometimes you can't control some things. I tried. Maybe it wasn't my best but I did try really hard. So its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I guess I can feel like I am undeserving of being in rj and blah but like I think I just need to be thankful that I'm even there you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a lot to be thankful for. I just need to focus on the positives. Like how I have very sweet friends. And how I don't have to stress about what JC I'm going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I had cereal for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to learn to be more zen, I am inspired by csm and her attempt at having a zen-like attitude to life in general. Club Med has changed her HAHA. OK from now on, positives only!! Like so what if I'm short and not pretty enough for anyone to want to marry me, AT LEAST I HAVE LEGS THAT WORK AND HEALTHY ORGANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Positivity and trust in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched It's Kind of a Funny Story 2 days early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1856634719422690492?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1856634719422690492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1856634719422690492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1856634719422690492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1856634719422690492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-i-am-okay-now.html' title='why i am okay now'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-6302220600919481929</id><published>2012-01-09T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T01:43:30.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as upset as i am, i must not go on perez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must fight this desire. I have worked far too hard for the past 2 years to throw it all away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-6302220600919481929?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/6302220600919481929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=6302220600919481929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6302220600919481929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6302220600919481929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-upset-as-i-am-i-must-not-go-on-perez.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5630630810938253686</id><published>2012-01-09T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:10:09.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i bet if i took Os i wouldn't even make it to a single jc ok i would just screw everything up!! I DONT DESERVE TO GO TO RJ!!! I don't even feel like going to open house tomorrow or like stupid jip on thursday because i obviously do not belong there and my spot in rj is a total scam and i am just stealing someone else's chance to go to rj, maybe someone who is actually 1. intelligent 2. deserving!!! I SUCK I HATE MYSELF I HOPE THIS DOESNT RUIN MY FUTURE I HATE MYSELF OMG F OK. I am bloody stupid i hate it that when people hear im from rg they're automatically assuming that im some smart person but you see maybe that is true for the rest of the raffles population but not me why am i even here omg i actually studied so hard and i still couldnt even scrape by i suck i hate myself omg ok i think so many O level kids are so much smarter than me omg i hate it i couldnt even do well on ONE bloody paper omg why am I in freaking HP even?!?!? I am obviously super dumb im totally not going to keep up with everyone else omg omg shit i don't want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh guys i really dont think im gonna go tmr. I think I'm just going to sit at home and mope and contemplate life and my purpose and cry and watch the Style network.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5630630810938253686?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5630630810938253686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5630630810938253686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5630630810938253686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5630630810938253686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-bet-if-i-took-os-i-wouldnt-even-make.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-4162747296232217787</id><published>2012-01-08T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T23:47:20.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this proves several things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i am grossly unintelligent because despite having only one O level paper to take and studying really hard, i manage to royally screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;2. i am undeserving of being in the raffles programme and getting straight entrance into rj because if i were to take O levels i would stand ZERO chances of getting in. Basically PSLE is a scam.&lt;br /&gt;3. i am stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this information, i trust that none of you will ask me how i did because that would make you a dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and also shoutout to HY thanks for accompanying home. If not I would have been crying in the train and I think we all know how much uglier I look when I cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-4162747296232217787?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4162747296232217787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=4162747296232217787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4162747296232217787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4162747296232217787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-proves-several-things-1.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-6508714758051246600</id><published>2012-01-07T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:45:47.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wizards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="photoset_row" style="background-color: white; 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border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxfo4joT7F1qcx0y3o2_250.gif" id="photoset_link_15452329800_2" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; display: inline-block; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxfo4joT7F1qcx0y3o2_250.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photoset_row" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; height: 245px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; white-space: nowrap; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxfo4joT7F1qcx0y3o3_500.jpg" id="photoset_link_15452329800_3" style="clear: left; color: #444444; display: inline-block; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxfo4joT7F1qcx0y3o3_500.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="photoset_row" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; height: 245px; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;div class="photoset_row" style="height: 245px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; white-space: nowrap; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxgrxxGnqb1qzgc80o1_r1_250.gif" id="photoset_link_15493918846_1" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; display: inline-block; margin-left: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxgrxxGnqb1qzgc80o1_r1_250.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxgrxxGnqb1qzgc80o2_250.gif" id="photoset_link_15493918846_2" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; display: inline-block; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxgrxxGnqb1qzgc80o2_250.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photoset_row" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; height: 245px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; white-space: nowrap; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxgrxxGnqb1qzgc80o3_250.gif" id="photoset_link_15493918846_3" style="color: #444444; display: inline-block; margin-left: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxgrxxGnqb1qzgc80o3_250.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxgrxxGnqb1qzgc80o4_250.gif" id="photoset_link_15493918846_4" style="color: #444444; display: inline-block; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxgrxxGnqb1qzgc80o4_250.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i am in a fragile state right now. nobody talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITS OVER!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOO OMG I LUV THIS SHOW OK. A little part of me has died inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO CRY SIGH its such a good show, and they're all so awesome omg i luv them!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the finale did make me happy, it was really good. I'm going to miss this soo much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to miss alex and mason (MASON OMG I LUV MASON) so so much!! And zeke and harper!! AND MAX'S ONE LINERS. And despite alex's terrible habits, she's still a good person and the show actually teaches you things like friendship and family and believing and YA ITS DISNEY CRAP BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? I LIKE DISNEY CRAP!! DAMN IT I LOVE IT OK!!!! At least the things they're encouraging are actually meaningful (UNLIKE SHOWS LIKE SHAKE IT UP.) (I H8H8H8 SHAKE IT UP.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YA I OFFICIALLY HAVE NO MORE DISNEY SHOWS TO FOLLOW. EVERYTHING ON DISNEY (except phineas and ferb) NOW SUCKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="image" class="toggle_inline_image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxfsiichGc1qgtvbu.gif" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; cursor: pointer; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My childhood/ life is officially over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="image" class="toggle_inline_image" height="212" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxgf552ioq1qlde4x.gif" style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-6508714758051246600?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/6508714758051246600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=6508714758051246600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6508714758051246600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6508714758051246600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/wizards.html' title='wizards'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7734283425633751563</id><published>2012-01-07T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T04:40:32.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's kind of a funny story</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P_pq7HKc9z8" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perspective everyone, perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, it was v v cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7734283425633751563?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7734283425633751563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7734283425633751563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7734283425633751563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7734283425633751563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-really-enjoyed-this-movie.html' title='it&apos;s kind of a funny story'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/P_pq7HKc9z8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-4374883810323860537</id><published>2012-01-06T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T03:31:58.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday well spent</title><content type='html'>my biggest achievement so far this holidays would probably have to be (almost) learning Busta's part in Look At Me Now (except the last 2 verses because I cannot be bothered anymore.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY for productivity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went to stacy's. We watched Superstar and Everything Is Illuminated. Superstar was super painful to watch but it was funny. Everything Is Illuminated was good. ("it vos premium")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More importantly, we did a few SAT practices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHH SATs WHY WHY WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG TODAY IS JAN 6!! SECRET CIRCLE RETURNS YES!!!!! WOOOO (ya i like shows with hot male witches (ya they are still called witches even if they are dudes))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-4374883810323860537?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4374883810323860537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=4374883810323860537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4374883810323860537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4374883810323860537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/holiday-well-spent.html' title='holiday well spent'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5869236356328525224</id><published>2012-01-04T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T07:02:20.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 ideal romantic situations</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHHA because Nicole &amp;amp; the Thorns group chat is full of crap, we were talking about ideal romantic situations and Aisyah really wants me to write about it so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where my extensive knowledge gained from romcoms/Simon Pulse fiction come in handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. VACAY SUMMER ROMANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one I am convinced csm is experiencing rn with cute scuba diving instructor Joe. Think Wizards of Waverly Place movie mixed with a bit of Monte Carlo (ok i am only referencing Disney movies HAHAHHA damn but ya they are totally relevant) Ok so it starts with the ungrateful girl who is super bitter about having to go on family vacation, she's just like "omgah fml i hate you mum how could you think going to a resort with white beaches and blue waters would be better than hanging around at home with my Friends box set and pjs" and the family does all these activities on the first day and she's just all pissy and doesn't want to kayak. (OK so csm is totally not like this, everyone knows she's been v excited about club med but wtv ok the next part is relevant) DAY 2 COMES ALONG. DAY 2 is when the cute scuba diving instructor Joe-types turn up!!! Like day 2 is totally the 'hello handsome' day ok trust me!!! This is what happened with csm she was like 'sigh no cute guys' and then day 2 BAM!! JOE!!! And she's all , and I quote, "This place is Heaven." OK so these Joe types will come out of the blue, all buff and everything and then girl will suddenly be a lot happier and then she will learn something from the cute guy (like golf (like in hsm2) (omg ya why am i only referencing disney movies?!?) or scuba diving ~~~) But usually something that involves opportunities for the guy to subtly (but accidentally (YA IM SURE.)) brush against her hand LOL. They will sit by the sea with their feet in the sand and talk about life (like that hot guy from Private!! The one who gave the girl all the college sweaters!! Arathi help me out here!!) and they will learn about each other. But then the vacation will end and they both will be all 'Blame it on September'-like because they 'can fight to hold on but summer is gone~' ya so they will have a long hug and be all I loved spending time with you but a skype relationship just won't do it for me. But they both would have done a bit of self-discovery after meeting this other person and end the vacation a changed person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: csm met an ang moh zayn and french morgan as well i am so jehluz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH oh man that was so long ok can i just stop here? I shall stop here. Haha I shall do a series of posts then, like a running theme, whenever I feel like it until I reach 5 situations haha. Also my phone is vibrating like crazy and I'm really curious to see what we are discussing now. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5869236356328525224?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5869236356328525224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5869236356328525224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5869236356328525224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5869236356328525224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/5-ideal-romantic-situations.html' title='5 ideal romantic situations'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7795651530121757093</id><published>2012-01-02T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T06:52:01.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hardest part is leaving</title><content type='html'>HOW AM I GOING TO SURVIVE NOT BEING IN THE SAME CLASS AS THESE PEOPLE YOU TELL ME?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years have passed since the night i was CRYING MY EYES OUT at having to be in a class with all you people I didn't know. Now I know that ending up in 306 was one of the best things that happened to me in my rg life(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ByDYnB_BhJA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv you all hahahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7795651530121757093?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7795651530121757093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7795651530121757093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7795651530121757093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7795651530121757093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/forever.html' title='the hardest part is leaving'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ByDYnB_BhJA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7675391349318756394</id><published>2012-01-01T02:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T02:14:22.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396458_2725507250521_1042324560_32831646_583904150_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396458_2725507250521_1042324560_32831646_583904150_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in our 90s getups!!! check out clara in her 90s (workout) outfit, shimei in her bra top (you should have seen arathi's horrified face) &amp;amp; arathi as a 90s skater!!! YAY dressing up is fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yesterday was a good start to the year!!! Spent the day with Nicole &amp;amp; The Thorns (jsyk we are not exclusive and anyone can be a thorn HAHA) at our 90s party (it was supposed to be on the 31st so we could you know have a new year party and party like its 1999 but everyone had their own nye plans and by then me and csm were too excited about the prospect of watching the best 90s movies ever so it stuck) and haha we watched 2 really good movies but I have to say NEVER BEEN KISSED was so amazing. My parents thought we were watching some horror movie because &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=2851432681432&amp;amp;set=vb.1127958182&amp;amp;type=2&amp;amp;theater" target="_blank"&gt;we were just intensely screaming&lt;/a&gt; but it was because the movie was this emotional roller coaster and omg the hot teacher was so hot, we DIED. She's all that wasn't bad but I absolutely loved Never Been Kissed (now I understand why Mia keeps talking about it in like every book) Anyway, both these movies were from 1999!!! (1999 was the high point I told you!!) Haha oh ya and csm stayed a bit later because her mum could only pick her up at 8 so we tried watching Beastly (which let me remind you, we have been waiting to watch since 2 years ago) and can you imagine!!! We couldn't last 10 minutes!!! This was the movie our friendship was built on and we couldn't watch it!!! IT WAS HORRID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I just came back from family breakfast at Coffee Bean and my father made me sit out in the sun (aka NOT LET ME IN THE HOUSE) for 30 minutes so I could get my Vitamin D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, here I begin my deep and reflective post on 2011 and my hopes for 2012 HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 was hard. But memorable. Its been a good year. I love my family and I love my friends. I think everything happens for a reason and I've learnt so much from everything that has happened to me. I think that pretty much sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on to 2012. I think everyone knows I am DREADING school and change and blah but it is inevitable and I have to face it sooner or later. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, resolution time!! I think I've made the mistake of being overambitious in some of my new year resolutions (HAHA remember how I wanted to stop gossiping? I think we all know how that turned out) so here is a list of resolutions that I think is possible to fulfill and I really do want to fulfill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. be a better muslim (which in turn, will lead to me being a better person!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. stop stressing about every single thing. THERE IS NO POINT AND IT DOES NOT HELP YOU IN ANY WAY. (friends please help make sure that I keep to this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;Be nicer to people. I think sometimes, I'm not v nice, and I am quite sure that I am one of those people that if you don't know, there is a high probability you won't like because I give off some sort of vibe(?). And well, I want to be nice. Not because I care whether or not I am likeable but I want me to like who I am as a person. I don't care if people think I'm fake or whatever, I just want to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ox0EckmB9tQ"&gt;learn to speak like a chav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;Appreciate every single blessing and take nothing for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the Japan Earthquake yesterday just reminded me how really short life is (not to be like those annoying 'this is a sign 2012 is the end of the world' people) , but like here I am watching stupid chick flicks, thinking about how the rest of the year turns out, whereas someplace else, people don't see beyond the first day of 2012 and well we need to appreciate every single day we are given we must SIEZE THE DAY!!!!! (during group chat i said "cease the day" twice WITHOUT REALISING I MADE A MISTAKE!!! My brain is undoubtedly MUSH NOW. MUSH!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok everyone hope you had a good start to the year too! good luck for the rest of the year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update: it is "seize" the day, not "sieze". I am obviously undeserving of my 4.0 in english. SIGH MY BRAIN IS MUSH EVERYBODY, MUSH!!! (thanks arathi HAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7675391349318756394?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7675391349318756394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7675391349318756394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7675391349318756394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7675391349318756394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8856989368184837541</id><published>2011-12-31T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T19:17:18.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>nye was v v good yesterday, the kuzzins came for dinner and we had an awesome bbq meal that was grilled by my bro and my father then after, we watched this super awesome dark comedy about beauty pageants where everyone just dies hahahha omg its called Drop Dead Gorgeous, everyone has to watch it. (Its also from the year 1999, I think in my movie timeline, 1999 was the high point) Then we played xbox and wii and it was just intense screaming for mario kart. Then we watched the fireworks from my sister's balcony which gives us such a clear and pretty view, and we were just having a screaming conversation with my ang moh neighbour from a few houses down who was just jumping on his trampoline trying to catch our attention, screaming "HAPPY NEW YEAR" and "AM I TALKING TO MYSELF~". Then we watched community then we watched Sherlock and I think overall a v v good night(:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO NOW, friends will be coming soon so I don't have time for a proper reflective post on 2012 and stuff yet. Maybe tonight. Anyway our 'party like its 1999' party is exciting and I can't wait to see how everyone has dressed up!!! (hopefully better than me, I think I'm dressing grunge-like because I can't find anything remotely Alicia Silverstone-y in my wardrobe) SO YES I AM EXCITED!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A really good weekend to start the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8856989368184837541?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8856989368184837541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8856989368184837541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8856989368184837541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8856989368184837541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7527160805803875440</id><published>2011-12-30T05:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T05:57:29.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good day. I missed you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7527160805803875440?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7527160805803875440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7527160805803875440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7527160805803875440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7527160805803875440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5052130776663712473</id><published>2011-12-28T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T04:06:47.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kuhlaire</title><content type='html'>i miss claire already!!! the thought of going through next year without claire makes me so sad. I'm happy for her but sigh she's so effortlessly cool and funny and such a great friend and pretty and SO smart and morally upright while being the most genuine and nicest person i know which makes hating her so difficult (although hello she is totally the type of perfect girl i would love to hate pls) and sigh i am going to miss black bitch fighting with her in class and pretending we are in a reality tv show and spazzing about ftp with her and sigh i luv claire. So yes saying goodbye was difficult but let's face it, she's destined for greatness. So I'm happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway guys!! When claire comes back in june, we are totally having a bring it on sleepover yes???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5052130776663712473?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5052130776663712473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5052130776663712473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5052130776663712473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5052130776663712473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/kuhlaire.html' title='kuhlaire'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-4913946865297589460</id><published>2011-12-26T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T21:32:57.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE OMG I HATE THESE 2 CHILDREN 1. THEY EAT ALL OF OUR FOOD (LIKE FREAKING OPEN ALL OUR CABINETS AND TAKE ALL OUR CHOCOLATES AND CHIPS AND EVERYTHING (WITHOUT ASKING)) 2. THEY COME OVER UNANNOUNCED, ONCE THEY CAME AT 8 FREAKING AM TO SWIM (WITHOUT HAVING SHOWERED) AND JUST RANG THE DOORBELL LIKE THEY OWN THE PLACE (OR CHECKING IF THEY WERE EVEN INVITED OMG) 3. THEY CRASH WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING, ACT LIKE WE LIKE THEM, READ OUT ALL THE SUBTITLES OF WHATEVER MOVIE YOU ARE WATCHING 4. USE YOUR XBOX/WII/DVD PLAYER/POOL ALL THE TIME EVERYDAY (AGAIN WITHOUT ASKING) MAKING YOU UNABLE TO EVEN ENJOY YOUR OWN HOME 5. ASK MY MAIDS TO COOK THEM WHATEVER THEY PLEASE 6. BLOODY NOISY IDIOTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I WANT TO KICK THEM OUT OF MY BLOODY HOUSE OK I DONT CARE IF THEY ARE MY SISTER'S FRIENDS THIS IS MY HOUSE TOO AND THE FACT THAT I CAN'T EVEN FEEL COMFORTABLE AT HOME IS FREAKING ANNOYING, YOU HAVE A PERFECTLY NICE BEAUTIFUL HOUSE ACROSS THE ROAD FREAKING MAKE USE OF IT CAN!!! UGH I HATE THEM!!! I am totally for sharing my home with my friends and stuff but all my friends are polite and nice and thankful UNLIKE THESE DEMON CHILDREN OMG!!! AND MY PARENTS WON'T DO ANYTHING BECAUSE THEY ARE THE CHILDREN OF SOME WELL-KNOWN DOCTOR BUT DO I CARE NO!!! WHO CARES IF YOUR PARENTS ARE RICH AND BLAH WHEN YOU HAVE ZERO MANNERS OR REGARD FOR OTHER PEOPLE!!! I DON'T CARE IF WE ARE IN THE SAME CIRCLES AND THAT MY FAMILY KNOWS THE PEOPLE IN YOUR FAMILY!!!! I DON'T CARE!! ALL I CARE ABOUT IS GETTNG YOU THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE DEMON CHILDREN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-4913946865297589460?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4913946865297589460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=4913946865297589460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4913946865297589460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4913946865297589460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/omg-get-hell-out-of-my-house-omg-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1479531420363137579</id><published>2011-12-26T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T03:30:00.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we take photos of ourselves. we are girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U48t1Pp-EU8/TvhWr0exqBI/AAAAAAAAAu8/s8hY22FpGxc/s1600/Photo+on+26-12-11+at+2.48+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U48t1Pp-EU8/TvhWr0exqBI/AAAAAAAAAu8/s8hY22FpGxc/s320/Photo+on+26-12-11+at+2.48+PM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmjOwFkY7mw/TvhWsiyhweI/AAAAAAAAAvA/ZmxjbAcrFto/s1600/4-up+on+26-12-11+at+2.48+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmjOwFkY7mw/TvhWsiyhweI/AAAAAAAAAvA/ZmxjbAcrFto/s640/4-up+on+26-12-11+at+2.48+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ePjvM4znAo/TvhWtRv4lYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/dtbq6DZ3dSM/s1600/4-up+on+26-12-11+at+2.49+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ePjvM4znAo/TvhWtRv4lYI/AAAAAAAAAvE/dtbq6DZ3dSM/s640/4-up+on+26-12-11+at+2.49+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Xs7QkT6dJI/TvhWu557ePI/AAAAAAAAAvY/J2dX8sqSV2M/s1600/4-up+on+26-12-11+at+2.49+PM+%25239+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Xs7QkT6dJI/TvhWu557ePI/AAAAAAAAAvY/J2dX8sqSV2M/s640/4-up+on+26-12-11+at+2.49+PM+%25239+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vJR0VwULKfQ/TvhWwwbAFPI/AAAAAAAAAvo/k2cytcAAXe4/s1600/4-up+on+26-12-11+at+2.49+PM+%252317+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vJR0VwULKfQ/TvhWwwbAFPI/AAAAAAAAAvo/k2cytcAAXe4/s640/4-up+on+26-12-11+at+2.49+PM+%252317+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hDRiIP3Lyr0/TvhWy61j_-I/AAAAAAAAAv0/4bYLaVlzAOk/s1600/4-up+on+26-12-11+at+2.52+PM+%25235+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hDRiIP3Lyr0/TvhWy61j_-I/AAAAAAAAAv0/4bYLaVlzAOk/s640/4-up+on+26-12-11+at+2.52+PM+%25235+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hahha ok other then the major camwhoring session, we also baked!!!!&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/-M0T-AGGb0xg/TvhZEBMtWRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/7TrLiZ9UnY4/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-12-26+at+7.21.31+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M0T-AGGb0xg/TvhZEBMtWRI/AAAAAAAAAw8/7TrLiZ9UnY4/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-12-26+at+7.21.31+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a cookie, IN a cookie!!! COOKINCEPTION AM I RIGHT!!! haha first time any of us were baking cookies but i really liked our oreo cookies!! (even though we any howed a lot of parts but omg luved it)&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://www.twitvid.com/X5X0S"&gt;then we sang by the pool (harassed fatin and my neighbours)&lt;/a&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;and played wii and we are currently watching crazy stupid love and all in all, A REALLY GOOD DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1479531420363137579?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1479531420363137579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1479531420363137579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1479531420363137579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1479531420363137579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-take-photos-of-ourselves-we-are.html' title='we take photos of ourselves. we are girls.'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U48t1Pp-EU8/TvhWr0exqBI/AAAAAAAAAu8/s8hY22FpGxc/s72-c/Photo+on+26-12-11+at+2.48+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7861750291820127902</id><published>2011-12-24T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T07:22:56.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what do you want me to do about it?? I said I was sorry, even though its for sth that I in that point in time didn't feel was wrong. Maybe it was bad judgement on my side but think about it from my perspective omg like we're all really awkward together basically because of the way I reacted to sth and you send me this sad text talking about how we're all distant now and I'm like yes I am sad too but what do I say to that really!! Like ya its my fault that everything's so crappy?? Maybe I should have replied with sth but I was just really sick of trying to justify my actions and my feelings and blah idk ok. But yes I said I was sorry. And I got a "idk where to go fr here" as a reply so you know what I don't know what everyone expects me to do ok!! It's not like I can do anything!! Do you think I am enjoying this, everyone moving on and being fine without me?? Ok I know I sound like a spoilt brat but I hate it when it seems that there's something everyone expects me to do so I can 'address this problem' but 1. idk wtf that is and 2. idk whether I even want to do it, esp if its just going to go against what I personally believe in. I know I sound like I think I'm morally superior (which omg I'm totally not.) but like why would I put myself through more pain and more difficult situations if I had the choice?? We're just going to fight again aren't we?! Ugh!! Ok maybe I should start censoring my posts more and treat this place less like a diary but like whatever I don't really care who reads this. Or if people really get so bothered, maybe i will lock my blog once and for all haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7861750291820127902?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7861750291820127902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7861750291820127902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7861750291820127902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7861750291820127902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-do-you-want-me-to-do-about-it-i.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-942962881359045099</id><published>2011-12-23T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T03:06:33.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>medical checkup at mount e today, thyroid levels are ok. Unfortunately, now i have vitamin d deficiency hahah sigh. The blood test results say my Vit D levels are like at 15 units when the normal levels are 40 to 50 units hahah wtf i have to take vitamin d supplements too now sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "This is all your fault ma. If you let me out of the house more, surely I'd get more sunlight."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother: "Please. Whenever you go out its to go shopping or go to your friend's house for your party things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Touche mother. Touche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i shall be spending the rest of the holidays sitting by the pool with my SAT for dummies whenever it's not raining (which is never.) I might have to double my vitamin d supplement dosage with this weather haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway hopefully I will start school with a tan and maybe start looking like a proper malay, anybody wants to join me?&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/8319118476982520642-942962881359045099?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/942962881359045099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=942962881359045099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/942962881359045099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/942962881359045099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/medical-checkup-at-mount-e-today.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-6924953589151765503</id><published>2011-12-22T17:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T17:51:47.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is complete again</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rrT6xMS1ETE" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-6924953589151765503?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/6924953589151765503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=6924953589151765503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6924953589151765503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6924953589151765503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-is-complete-again.html' title='life is complete again'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rrT6xMS1ETE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-701190837403607621</id><published>2011-12-22T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T08:56:20.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doucheboys</title><content type='html'>Haven't had a doucheboy post in a while so here is a tribute post to my favourite douche boys! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh zayn oh zayn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SEE!!! This is why I can forgive him for having such poor spelling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvhszaf4Dg1r7wnwco1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvhszaf4Dg1r7wnwco1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;those eyes!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwm0rhtzft1r8ydw7o1_400.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwm0rhtzft1r8ydw7o1_400.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i think he looks really good in specs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwm2ecimjy1r7oyhdo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwm2ecimjy1r7oyhdo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;gorjuz. Just really, can you argue with me on this? No you can't right.&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="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And of course, Bieber!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9wldW_d32Ww" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwm3uoAJUg1qdhu4ro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwm3uoAJUg1qdhu4ro1_500.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(: Awwww he's such a sweet older brother!!! (you see guys bieber is not that big of a doucheboy.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway stacy says because of my thing for doucheboys, i might end up with a doucheboy themed birthday next year. I find this rather exciting actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OH and we're planning on having a 90s themed party on new year's eve so we can party like its 1999!!! It's the first theme party we're going to have that isn't a surprise party so I think we'll need to figure out things like how do we declare the party started esp since we're the ones doing decor and everything..but i'm really excited yay!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-701190837403607621?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/701190837403607621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=701190837403607621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/701190837403607621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/701190837403607621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/doucheboys.html' title='doucheboys'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9wldW_d32Ww/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-4183463185820851724</id><published>2011-12-22T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T05:23:03.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I was watching TV when the Star Movies commercial came on, announcing that there's only 10 more days till the New Year and with that, Star Movies will be relaunched as Fox Movies or something and to celebrate that, they'll be showing Tron.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few things came to mind while I was watching that commercial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Shit 10 days only??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. But today's the 22nd!! 10 + 22 = 32&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. THERE IS NO 32nd of DECEMBER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Oh wait, no if you count today as a day then yes, it's 10 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. OMG 10 MORE DAYS OF 2011??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. was tron any good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. was that cute guy from fantastic four in it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. why do they have to rebrand Star Movies!! Why can't it just be Star Movies why do you have to sneak things up on me like this!! (I hate it when they make changes to all these channels, like wtf Playhouse Disney is now Disney Junior?!?! And like Star World suddenly became all pink and then theres this random dude's picture everywhere doing the 'no' hand gesture whenever they have a PG warning before a show (ah i found a picture of it:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tGThEWONPo/TvMrBPwkfkI/AAAAAAAAAuw/q62bHBjGtbw/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-12-22+at+9.04.38+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tGThEWONPo/TvMrBPwkfkI/AAAAAAAAAuw/q62bHBjGtbw/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-12-22+at+9.04.38+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AND do you know how long I took to adapt to the whole 'Nickelodeon is no longer 32, just go to 300 and keep flipping' thing?!?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. 10 MORE DAYS OF 2011!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok there is no point 10 because nothing else went through my head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are 2 things that this incident brings across.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I have a short attention span. And lack any mathematical/logic skills whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I hate change. period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do not want school to start because i know everything's going to be different and i hate that! I hate not knowing things and not being in control and ugh i hate it!! I like things being just the way they are. I remember being p1 and wishing that the world could stand still and every new year, we'd just be going through another 2002 again because everything seemed nice and simple but at the same time technologically advanced enough for things to just stay the same for the rest of civilisation. I like the way things are now. I'm not ready for things to change, I'm not ready to start JC, I'm not ready to be 2 years away from uni, I'm not ready to not be in the same class as my friends anymore, I'm not ready to go to school without Claire (AHH OMG.), I'm not ready to not have a school bus to pick me up every morning, &amp;nbsp;I'm not ready for anything really!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so thrown off balance :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And back to point 1 sigh how am I going survive JC being in HP with all these smart RA people with 3.9 GPAs when I couldn't even make the GPA requirement!!!! WHY DID I EVEN GET INTO HP REALLY!!?!?! I am not ready at all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-4183463185820851724?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4183463185820851724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=4183463185820851724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4183463185820851724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4183463185820851724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/today-i-was-watching-tv-when-star.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tGThEWONPo/TvMrBPwkfkI/AAAAAAAAAuw/q62bHBjGtbw/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-12-22+at+9.04.38+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8131622250448479022</id><published>2011-12-21T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T05:56:31.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone from now on, we are to be referred to as 'The Thorns'. Thank you and have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8131622250448479022?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8131622250448479022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8131622250448479022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8131622250448479022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8131622250448479022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/hi-everyone-from-now-on-we-are-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7680459966806862779</id><published>2011-12-20T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T08:35:45.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>un-uglify my room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ugly room: (ok no this is not a reliable before photo because at least here my walls are already painted and its messy from me getting ready to do over my room but ok well you get the idea.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nubd7umi5wM/TvCt4BK75PI/AAAAAAAAAsU/UHxaD7K_LQg/s1600/DSC01246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nubd7umi5wM/TvCt4BK75PI/AAAAAAAAAsU/UHxaD7K_LQg/s320/DSC01246.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53HoZ0PKhWg/TvCt5OuVehI/AAAAAAAAAsc/dDFAtfPMtj0/s1600/DSC01247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53HoZ0PKhWg/TvCt5OuVehI/AAAAAAAAAsc/dDFAtfPMtj0/s320/DSC01247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;AFTER!!:&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QTNyPED4xLk/TvCt9aVRGbI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Cz0evlrK1u8/s1600/DSC01270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QTNyPED4xLk/TvCt9aVRGbI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Cz0evlrK1u8/s640/DSC01270.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Okay its not so much "un-uglify my room" as it is "typo-fy my room" hahha I bought so many things from typo yesterday, I really like typo!! Like I know everyone will be like "oh she is so uncool and like not creative and she just bought everything from typo" but do I care?? NO!!! Because I like the stuff I bought because it is pretty and that makes me happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still had to work really hard and I am exhausted from all the work I put in to do up my room, even with my sister's help and everything, it's a lot to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOYIc7Ca6gQ/TvCt-ktwueI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CwlE_z3RniI/s1600/DSC01271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOYIc7Ca6gQ/TvCt-ktwueI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CwlE_z3RniI/s640/DSC01271.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JngFgS0x7Ek/TvCt_6Pk9-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/7hAnFuVkv3M/s1600/DSC01273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JngFgS0x7Ek/TvCt_6Pk9-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/7hAnFuVkv3M/s640/DSC01273.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The stuff in my photo frames are actually birthday cards HAHA (yes from typo, just like the A and the bird but I had to paint the sides ok so that it could be seen against my white wall), the artwork above my bed frame is also from typo duh hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xq0m9bZEas4/TvCuCGuSA2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/ZwuNEkuQuJc/s1600/DSC01275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xq0m9bZEas4/TvCuCGuSA2I/AAAAAAAAAtM/ZwuNEkuQuJc/s640/DSC01275.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MY CORK BOARD WALL!!! Ok just fixing up this whole bloody cork board wall was bloody difficult ok like this is about 4 cork sheets placed together and pieced on 4 pieces of board that had to be secured all together before drilling it into the wall (the drilling itself was SO dramatic but I am far too lazy and tired to tell the story) Anyway, I am still unsatisfied with the cork board wall actually because I think it's really sparse but like I said I am v tired so maybe I'll try filling it up on another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QLPshd2Fakk/TvCuEwH_2_I/AAAAAAAAAtc/iQj_W0n5WWc/s1600/DSC01277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QLPshd2Fakk/TvCuEwH_2_I/AAAAAAAAAtc/iQj_W0n5WWc/s640/DSC01277.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hahaha so I went to develop my photos today and then one of them was the photo of Bieber that I took at the concert and then the lady was counting all my photos to make sure she was handing me the correct number when she came across this particular one and went "Justin Bieber?" (like in the very "really?!" tone) AND I WAS LIKE YES REALLY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSZaU5bAhdA/TvCuGfWk4MI/AAAAAAAAAtk/jDD9CZhKnYo/s1600/DSC01278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSZaU5bAhdA/TvCuGfWk4MI/AAAAAAAAAtk/jDD9CZhKnYo/s640/DSC01278.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't know if you can see but I stuck on this really awesome photo of FTP hahah and Mark looks so cute (not in an attractive way, like in a cute cute way!! I really like Mark I love how he dances by moving his shoulders up and down and he's a musical genius HELLO torches is my favourite album of the year seriously) Also, look Stacy I stuck your card!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxJatPsUMgk/TvCuHiqIGRI/AAAAAAAAAts/dUDj9xxkX9g/s1600/DSC01279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxJatPsUMgk/TvCuHiqIGRI/AAAAAAAAAts/dUDj9xxkX9g/s640/DSC01279.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Other random photos, cards, tickets etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8eDAOrvkfo/TvCuKBi3BRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/fuXSoGANCuM/s1600/DSC01282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8eDAOrvkfo/TvCuKBi3BRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/fuXSoGANCuM/s640/DSC01282.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;HAHAHHA also please take note of my SAT for dummies (my dad bought it for me, he has so much faith in me.) hugeass book hahaha shit I'm really scared for SATs I am so unprepared!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ylHeWhcHyuU/TvCuLWRThQI/AAAAAAAAAuE/9Z0NY35JJcs/s1600/DSC01283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ylHeWhcHyuU/TvCuLWRThQI/AAAAAAAAAuE/9Z0NY35JJcs/s640/DSC01283.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LANTERNS!!! (also from typo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9YC11p3ZVA/TvCuMhUfyFI/AAAAAAAAAuM/MIToJ0H8KPE/s1600/DSC01284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9YC11p3ZVA/TvCuMhUfyFI/AAAAAAAAAuM/MIToJ0H8KPE/s640/DSC01284.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bird decals that are supposed to look like they are sitting on the wires you know..&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/-uvkAtytFV5M/TvCt7wZ1cSI/AAAAAAAAAss/Z6KEEQlvMC4/s1600/DSC01268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvkAtytFV5M/TvCt7wZ1cSI/AAAAAAAAAss/Z6KEEQlvMC4/s640/DSC01268.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More decals!! &amp;nbsp;Haha you can't really see parts of this one because its yellow just like my wall but ah well&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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://1.bp.blogspot.com/--wc9i1HnaEk/TvCuN96LcHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/mLcIoOjjn1o/s1600/DSC01285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--wc9i1HnaEk/TvCuN96LcHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/mLcIoOjjn1o/s640/DSC01285.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;my shelf!! It's a lot emptier actually because I took out some of my prettier and more colourful books (as well as the entire GG series) to put on my bedside thingy as display so this is what is left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;row 1:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-books that I don't really like/read (aka books leftover from twilight phase (yes I went through that but in my defense, so did everyone else.)&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;- beautiful one direction cd on display&lt;br /&gt;row 2:&lt;br /&gt;- teen vogue collection (to be honest, I've actually stopped really loving teen vogue, I think their spreads are getting more and more outrageous (not in an avante garde way (ok actually maybe in an avante garde way since I hardly ever am okay with avante garde stuff like i just don't like it)) and extremely&amp;nbsp;inaccessible, there is a difference between being fashion forward and weird ok. Their styling is really terrible in some spreads. But because I've been reading it for so long, I still keep buying it for tradition. I have bought almost every issue for like 3 years now. And anyway, its still okay la its not super bad like some of the stuff in there is still reasonably ok.&lt;br /&gt;row 3:&lt;br /&gt;-trash books (sophie kinsella, the clique, trash, poseur, more trash.) Someone want to tell me how the hell I am going to pass lit next year??&lt;br /&gt;- my very deliberately placed justin bieber light stick that i was talking about (see post below)&lt;br /&gt;row 4:&lt;br /&gt;- Meg Cabot. Yes I have an entire shelf section dedicated to meg cabot books. I am asking to be judged aren't I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY YES THAT IS IT, I AM TIRED BUT I AM REASONABLY PLEASED WITH MYSELF ALTHOUGH THERE IS STILL STUFF I MUST DO TO FURTHER UN-UGLIFY MY ROOM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Claire's farewell gathering thingy is tomorrow and sigh I really don't know if I can get through tomorrow without crying :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8319118476982520642-7680459966806862779?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7680459966806862779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7680459966806862779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7680459966806862779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7680459966806862779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/un-uglify-my-room.html' title='un-uglify my room'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nubd7umi5wM/TvCt4BK75PI/AAAAAAAAAsU/UHxaD7K_LQg/s72-c/DSC01246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7775667113261697685</id><published>2011-12-19T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T06:55:07.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>these are a few of my favourite things</title><content type='html'>in no particular order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. JMAC. Ok well I gave the original JMAC to iffah but I still named my macbook air JMAC because I love that name (it is named after the wonderful jesse mccartney (circa beautiful soul fyi) ) And I think I like JMAC 2.0 better than the original JMAC because well, its a lot lighter and prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My Justin Bieber lightstick. I get super anal whenever people wander in my room and look at my bookcase (where I have very specifically placed and displayed my lightstick) and turn it on without my permission. I have this unexplainable fear of the battery running out (I know I can change the batteries but &amp;nbsp;idk ok i told you its unexplainable!!!) Anyway I love it because although it was a terrible investment, it reminds me of the concert and it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;Teen Screen Magazine, November 1967. While I was in Michigan for Worlds last year, the campus had this super kickass bookstore which sold really cool books and magazines and they had this whole stack of vintage magazines and ahhh i really love this magazine, its so cool and it gives you so much insight on what it was like to be a teen in the 60s like there are all these inside stories on the Monkees and the Beatles and like theres this penpal section where people release their addresses then you can write to them (which I guess was the facebook of those days?) But anyway it is really cool (this brings out both my love for trash magazines and history so i really really like it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My iPhone!!! Ok I will not reveal the name of my phone because it is so obvious and lame, any guesses? No prizes sorry. But anyway, I don't know how the hell I lived without an iPhone prior to this okay, like my iPhone has saved me so many times, you can never really be lost with an iPhone, you can always find a halal restaurant near you, etc, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. This photo album filled with photos of me and my family from like when I was a baby till I was like 6, ah those were the best days of my life (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, I am giving my room a makeover!! Will post photos when I'm done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7775667113261697685?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7775667113261697685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7775667113261697685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7775667113261697685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7775667113261697685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/here-are-few-of-my-favourite-things.html' title='these are a few of my favourite things'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7462752356029766570</id><published>2011-12-18T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T07:57:43.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"love us more than we love him"</title><content type='html'>so i was looking through all my fotoz to find stuff i wanted to print to fill up the frames in my room etc, came across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/61798_1536362642649_1042324560_31527577_5802789_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/61798_1536362642649_1042324560_31527577_5802789_n.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHHAHAHA oh man guys this was ages ago!! AND I still think our expectations for guys are totally valid hahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7462752356029766570?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7462752356029766570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7462752356029766570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7462752356029766570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7462752356029766570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/while-fb-stalking-myself.html' title='&quot;love us more than we love him&quot;'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8109934192516747324</id><published>2011-12-17T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T06:05:25.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Jeff is trying to convince Troy to join the football team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff: I’m saying, you’re a football player. It’s in your blood!&lt;br /&gt;Troy: That’s racist.&lt;br /&gt;Jeff: Your soul.&lt;br /&gt;Troy: That’s racist.&lt;br /&gt;Jeff: Your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Troy: That’s gay?&lt;br /&gt;Jeff: That’s homophobic.&lt;br /&gt;Troy: That’s black.&lt;br /&gt;Jeff: That’s racist.&lt;br /&gt;Troy: Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FORGET BLAIR AND SERENA (not that I ever found their friendship convincing i hate serena shes so annoying ugh) ABED &amp;amp; TROY ARE THE BEST BFFS EVER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8109934192516747324?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8109934192516747324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8109934192516747324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8109934192516747324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8109934192516747324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/community.html' title='Community'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-4337739897559826814</id><published>2011-12-17T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T02:11:45.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ugG0v6ufqQ4" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaha omg shaikha showed me this when they came over and hahahhaha its really the most hilarious thing ever idk why i find this so funny i just do hahahha he is so awesome hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of funny things, I think everyone should watch Community!!! Its really really funny and its not like annoying and girly with drama and blah its like serious comedy and its really good!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-4337739897559826814?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4337739897559826814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=4337739897559826814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4337739897559826814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4337739897559826814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/hahahhahaha-omg-shaikha-showed-me-this.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ugG0v6ufqQ4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5760774330426323499</id><published>2011-12-17T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T07:56:52.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello friends I am back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much to say because all we did was shop eat sleep but i had a lot of fun, it was nice being in a smaller place with the family, I mean I love having my own room (and toilet tyvm) but its just nice once in a while to be able to communicate without screaming just to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I love my family so much haha it was a really good trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while I was gone my friends celebrated H and Clara's parties at MBS and for which I am super jehluz but its okay they had a lot of fun and I'm happy that they had awesome birthdays! HY vlogged and I am proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, while I was gone, I missed Liam's interview but YES I AM SO EXCITED THAT THEY WILL BE COMING TO SINGAPORE SEE I KNEW IT LALALALA YES I AM V HAPPY I ASKED FOR 1D TICKETS AS MY PRESENT YEAH WHOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now I need to figure out who to go with so that I can straightaway book the moment booking commences because I do not need another Bieber situation I NEED CAT 1 TICKETS!!!! Unfortunately none of my close friends approve of my one direction fangirling so I am going to make it a top priority to make friends with 1D fans next year. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5760774330426323499?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5760774330426323499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5760774330426323499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5760774330426323499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5760774330426323499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-friends-i-am-back-i-dont-really.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8570647593814968723</id><published>2011-12-12T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T06:45:38.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. I am leaving for KL tomorrow (I am only excited because we are staying at The Ascott which is my favourite place to stay!!! Service apartments &amp;gt; hotels!!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Missing important things but it is ok they will have fun without me&lt;br /&gt;3. Please don't text me or call me though&lt;br /&gt;4. I say this like people regularly text or call me (its more like me making sure arathi is reading this HAHAHAH OUR SUPER LONG PHONE CALLS (which are always about the same thing))&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll be back on Saturday night, don't think I'll have wifi there so bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8570647593814968723?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8570647593814968723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8570647593814968723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8570647593814968723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8570647593814968723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1921897146885479163</id><published>2011-12-12T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T03:08:01.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i would be more honest with myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1921897146885479163?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1921897146885479163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1921897146885479163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1921897146885479163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1921897146885479163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-wish-i-would-be-more-honest-with.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-387436120443244773</id><published>2011-12-11T17:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T17:48:12.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SO HAPPY 4 THEM!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p_g30awmd5U" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking amazing ahhh i luv little mix!!!!! I HAVE TINGLES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-387436120443244773?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/387436120443244773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=387436120443244773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/387436120443244773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/387436120443244773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-so-happy-4-them.html' title='I AM SO HAPPY 4 THEM!!!'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/p_g30awmd5U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-2989205947441537686</id><published>2011-12-10T16:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T16:32:28.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE MIX MUST WIN!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3CBYA4XCJsk" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they sound so good!!! and aren't they so pretty!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(also wicked today yay!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-2989205947441537686?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/2989205947441537686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=2989205947441537686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/2989205947441537686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/2989205947441537686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-mix-must-win.html' title='LITTLE MIX MUST WIN!!!!'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3CBYA4XCJsk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7573749967265995126</id><published>2011-12-10T02:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T02:59:37.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>favourite song off up all night</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EDv7efxb4No" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE MV NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7573749967265995126?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7573749967265995126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7573749967265995126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7573749967265995126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7573749967265995126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/favourite-song-off-up-all-night.html' title='favourite song off up all night'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EDv7efxb4No/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7453176361596757306</id><published>2011-12-09T05:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T06:31:47.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey badger don't give a shit</title><content type='html'>i feel like i just lost so many friends which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a part of me is thinking this is what i chose right. Is it? I don't even know what that decision entails. What was that decision even?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I thought we were all still sort of friends if anything. But when I sent a text that I actually had to muster the courage to send which was a simple 'hi i miss you' and got zero response, well that part sucked the most. Especially because you were like one of my closest friends. I actually checked that I had sent that message to the right number. I did. At least I think so. Anyway its been like 2 weeks since I sent that message and even now I still feel sucky. Which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How elegantly put, yay for SAT vocab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just sucks (yes I'm eloquent.) because now it feels like everyone hates me, which doesn't exactly make me the happiest girl around you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I'm posting this, especially knowing that my friends (hi guys) will be reading this through their google readers and the only thing I hate more than feeling vulnerable and lame is knowing that people know I'm feeling vulnerable and lame. I don't mean for this to make you feel guilty or anything, and neither is this me begging for you to be friends with me again (I am pathetic but not that pathetic) and anyway, its not like any of you read my blog anymore since we're no longer friends. I don't see the point in this post but I felt like it had to be written. For some reason. I don't know. (And also, HY is leaving me hanging online and is taking longer than expected.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what would be lame? If there was some glitch and then you never got that text. That's why you didn't reply. Haha yes I'm being lame I know. It just, I don't know, bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fine, I think being a honey badger would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4r7wHMg5Yjg" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7453176361596757306?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7453176361596757306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7453176361596757306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7453176361596757306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7453176361596757306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/honey-badger-dont-give-shit.html' title='honey badger don&apos;t give a shit'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4r7wHMg5Yjg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8117046409185733094</id><published>2011-12-08T07:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T08:40:00.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STACY'S SIXTEENTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/378649_2585444949051_1042324560_32764351_349825934_n.jpg" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; display: inline-block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0px; height: auto; line-height: 565px; max-height: 100%; max-width: 100%; vertical-align: middle; width: auto;" /&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;his wasn't the present we gave her but she looks very happy here with her rhcp vinyl record&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first of all, I would like to point out how this was one of the most challenging parties we have ever orchestrated, even with the lack of a pinata. Stacy was overseas and we needed to talk to her parents to sort out the whole surprise belated party thing (her actual birthday was last week while she was away in New York). HY and I have been freaking out with scheduling because Chanel, Nicole and CSM had work and Heather was overseas and Stacy would only be back on the 7th and she had tuition on the 8th and CSM was leaving on the 9th okay basically we were very stressed about it but I managed to find Stacy's mum on facebook (Stacy's mum has got it going on ~~ Haha ok stacy hates this song but her mum really is v cool) and we worked it out (: AND STACY WAS ACTUALLY SURPRISED!! = Success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the party was a lot smaller than we were used to (Arathi has been banned from going out by her parents because she's been going out too much, H had a fever, Chanel mixed up her work schedule and couldn't make it) but its okay, it was a private and intimate affair and we still had fun just chilling (:&lt;br /&gt;(and watching Star Wars/Hayden Christiansen give&amp;nbsp;sex eyes) (also, LUKE (unlike his dad) IS TOTALLY UGLY. HE SHOULD BE WEARING THE MASK INSTEAD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and her party was Rockstar-themed but it turned out more Hannah Montana than anything else but well hahahha birthday girl seemed happy so its all good. (oh man but decor was really pathetic, plan was to put up band posters around but none of us except nicole had any (and she couldn't be there for prep) so all we had was my bieber poster that csm and hy gave me as a joke last year but well HAHAHA) But whatever we had glitter stars and some funky silver curtain thing and metallic balloons. Anyway Stacy's house is already gorjuz as it is!!! Also, we are all so fail at dressing up as rockstars, we just wore anything blackish and had these tacky sticker tattoos that made us look really beng, oh and I totally looked like a ex-mat rocker who just spends his days at malay barber shops smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, YAY STACY, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ~~&lt;br /&gt;Yay stacy I think you are one of the most awesome people I have ever met like ever, you are so kickass and you don't care about what other people think and you are seriously so funny and I love you friend!! You are so different and cool!! Thank you for attempting to unpopify my itunes and air guitaring with me and always asking me out to eat pancakes with you although I am always busy, one day we will go out and eat pancakes!! Yay stacy and long live red hot chili peppers! I'm really grateful I am friends with you!!! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390921_2585429788672_1042324560_32764312_768849337_n.jpg" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; display: inline-block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0px; height: auto; line-height: 402px; max-height: 100%; max-width: 100%; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle; width: auto;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chili pepper (geddit? rockstar? rhcp?) cupcakes by HY (aren't they pretty!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/377228_2585437108855_1042324560_32764329_53540453_n.jpg" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; display: inline-block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0px; height: auto; line-height: 402px; max-height: 100%; max-width: 100%; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle; width: auto;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stacy got us socks from us so we had a sock party as well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/166967_2585438388887_1042324560_32764332_1015522316_n.jpg" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; display: inline-block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0px; height: auto; line-height: 402px; max-height: 100%; max-width: 100%; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle; width: auto;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attempting to look like those tumblr girls who read books with their hair all on one side (and failing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388014_2585441028953_1042324560_32764339_968140816_n.jpg" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; display: inline-block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0px; height: auto; line-height: 402px; max-height: 100%; max-width: 100%; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle; width: auto;" /&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;and nicole does it with ease. (And yes we are aware that the 'books' are a bieber poster and a coach paperbag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376465_2585445869074_1042324560_32764353_1705545581_n.jpg" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; display: inline-block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0px; height: auto; line-height: 402px; max-height: 100%; max-width: 100%; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle; width: auto;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383930_2585434828798_1042324560_32764325_117604677_n.jpg" style="background-color: #f6f6f6; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; display: inline-block; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0px; height: auto; line-height: 402px; max-height: 100%; max-width: 100%; text-align: center; vertical-align: middle; width: auto;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YCkuKMHno68" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8117046409185733094?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8117046409185733094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8117046409185733094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8117046409185733094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8117046409185733094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/stacys-sixteenth.html' title='STACY&apos;S SIXTEENTH'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YCkuKMHno68/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-715965856971083365</id><published>2011-12-08T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T06:57:42.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that one thing</title><content type='html'>obviously i get sad but i really don't know what I can or should do about it so whatever, I guess. I know its not good to just forget about things and push it aside but what choice do I have really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in other news, STACY'S SURPRISE PARTY (which was actually a surprise by the way.) WAS YESTERDAY!!! (I will write a proper post when Nicole posts photos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and also, to add on to the earlier post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. RUNAWAY BRIDES. My sister (having finished her exams and who is currently busy contemplating life) has been on her Julia Roberts marathon, so this morning she was watching Runaway Bride and I just felt the need to say OH MY GOD I HATE RUNAWAY BRIDES OK. Like seriously how can you just leave your soon-to-be husband at the altar like after you spend so much money on your dress and your cake and everything and it is just so wasteful!!! URGHH can't you weigh out the pros and cons of marriage with this particular person before you decide to spend thousands of dollars on a wedding that will never take place!!! I don't know why but this irks me so much!!! Yes but anyway I couldn't sit through that movie because all I could think about was how terrible the grooms felt (ok i would totally hate runaway grooms too fyi).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Additional note: She was watching Notting Hill 2 days back and can I just say how much I love Notting Hill!!! I watched it a while back but it was so nice watching it again, I LOVE HUGH GRANT!!! He is totally one of my favourite old ageless people. Hugh Grant is so adorable and funny!!! (I mean aside from the fact that he has so many baby mamas) We were talking about this the other day and we all agree that Eminem and Chris Martin are also totally ageless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and finally because i've been screaming this song for the past 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvhxqsUnQE1r74dp6o1_500.gif" style="background-color: #69bda1; color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px;" width="504px" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-715965856971083365?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/715965856971083365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=715965856971083365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/715965856971083365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/715965856971083365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/that-one-thing.html' title='that one thing'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1710657596523928245</id><published>2011-12-06T02:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T02:34:32.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what I hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;1. Video streaming websites that go 'You have watched 72 minutes of video. You have exceeded the daily stream limit for your country. Get a premium account and access the site without any limits.' And you're just all "YOU LYING BITCH!! I'VE ONLY WATCHED PAST THE THEME SONG UGRHH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People who go all "omg she is so act cool &amp;amp; pretentious she says she loves all this indie music but listens to one direction" LIKE UH MY PROBLEM RIGHT!!! Just because i like druggie songs by best coast does not mean I can't equally love one direction right!!! Why do you have to judge music by its genre?!! Just listen to what you like can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. zoey deschanel. Don't even get me/csm started on her. She's so annoying and she flaunts how she's pretty and she thinks she's funny but she's totally not. WHATEVER I JUST DON'T LIKE HER OK. Its like one of those unexplainable things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Criminals but specifically sex offenders. Like the opening to Law &amp;amp; Order: SVU goes "In the United States, sexual related offences are considered especially heinous" WHICH IS TOTALLY TRUE ew ok i would much rather be killed than be raped ok gross. (NEVER GIVE DIRECTIONS TO STRANGERS. I have watched enough crime shows in this school break so far to know that this is a just a ploy to get you close enough so that they can put a gun behind your back and force you into their van/trailer!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. BUGIS. I FREAKING HATE BUGIS OMG IT IS SO CROWDED I DONT EVEN KNOW WHY ON ANY DAY AND OMG ITS DISGUSTING I H8 IT AND ITS FULL OF SMOKERS AND SMELLY PEOPLE AND ERGH I H8H8H8 BUGIS OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1710657596523928245?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1710657596523928245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1710657596523928245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1710657596523928245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1710657596523928245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-i-hate.html' title='what I hate'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-3650671141774285540</id><published>2011-12-04T07:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T07:43:45.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG SO STRESSFUL ARGHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-3650671141774285540?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3650671141774285540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=3650671141774285540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/3650671141774285540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/3650671141774285540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/omg-so-stressful-arghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-112787483673106685</id><published>2011-12-03T18:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T19:07:33.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy weekend</title><content type='html'>had a really good past 2 days with shaikha and filzah (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleepover was so fun we just slothed on my bed watching so many movies hahaha we were so disgusting and lazy but oh man miss my loserz so much it was good to spend time with some of my best friends. Miss fatz though:( But itsok, another time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But ya omg we watched so much tv/movies i am so disgusted with myself but it was so fun hahahha and my bed is really the comfiest ever. HAHA OMG AND ON THE FIRST NIGHT WE WERE SO LAZY WE DIDNT BATHE HAHAHAH WE ARE SUCH GROSS GIRLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- A Crazy Little Thing Called Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Prom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The Art of Getting By&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- A Walk to Remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Entire Awkward Season 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Season 2 of HIMYM till ep 10++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA really that's all we did for 2 days. Like the most exercise we did in 2 days was take a really nice walk in nice cold weather. To do what? EAT ICE CREAM AT ICE CREAM CHEFS HAHA pigs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LYsfsYsgIsQ/TtrjVNnsRaI/AAAAAAAAArE/W5QgwTJeaV8/s1600/IMG_0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LYsfsYsgIsQ/TtrjVNnsRaI/AAAAAAAAArE/W5QgwTJeaV8/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7UdtgYWUayo/TtrjVyeQiqI/AAAAAAAAArI/3Nq5s-uoTk0/s1600/IMG_0135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7UdtgYWUayo/TtrjVyeQiqI/AAAAAAAAArI/3Nq5s-uoTk0/s320/IMG_0135.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O1fBcIzHwew/TtrjWuOQq3I/AAAAAAAAArU/edSyAo_zR9U/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O1fBcIzHwew/TtrjWuOQq3I/AAAAAAAAArU/edSyAo_zR9U/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;shaikha refusing to leave my bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAEZwXepIRg/TtrjYKwc1nI/AAAAAAAAArY/Xrur3kqMbMo/s1600/Photo+on+2-12-11+at+10.33+PM+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAEZwXepIRg/TtrjYKwc1nI/AAAAAAAAArY/Xrur3kqMbMo/s320/Photo+on+2-12-11+at+10.33+PM+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and she is in love with my comforter hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOwQ6cQOUBI/TtrjdjzVW6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/c-D6-v1N_9g/s1600/4-up+on+2-12-11+at+10.46+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOwQ6cQOUBI/TtrjdjzVW6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/c-D6-v1N_9g/s320/4-up+on+2-12-11+at+10.46+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm really happy I caught up with them, oh you guys i luv you so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-112787483673106685?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/112787483673106685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=112787483673106685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/112787483673106685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/112787483673106685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-weekend.html' title='happy weekend'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LYsfsYsgIsQ/TtrjVNnsRaI/AAAAAAAAArE/W5QgwTJeaV8/s72-c/IMG_0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5002707454499397942</id><published>2011-11-30T22:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:42:05.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>up all night is 1 hour of pure pop goodness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5002707454499397942?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5002707454499397942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5002707454499397942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5002707454499397942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5002707454499397942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/up-all-night-is-1-hour-of-pure-pop.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-3520201133833803605</id><published>2011-11-29T05:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T05:56:24.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up all night, like this, all night ~</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAH OMG I FREAKING LOVE BREAKING DAWN IT IS SHEER BRILLIANCE HAHAHHAHA IT WAS FREAKING FUNNY AND AHH I LOVE HOW THEY TAKE THEMSELVES SO SERIOUSLY IT WAS SUCH A JOKE. BEST. COMEDY. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, we were such nuisances (HAHA OMG we sat in front of this group of mats so we thought we wouldn't be the only noisy ones (because mats are always noisy) but hahahah omg they were so pissed with us (ONE GUY SORT OF TOUCHED/PULLED MY HAIR?!?) apparently, they were twihard mats HAHAHHAHA) but we can't help it okay!!! If you watched it you would understand, it was so ridiculous and HAHAHAH SERIOUSLY I CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW STUPID IT WAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and throughout nicole was just insisting that taylor lautner was damn good looking while shimei was damn onz about edward (starting from the scene where he wore the striped sweater!!!) but we all agree that TEAM SETH is the way to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, you HAVE to watch it, I have never laughed that much in a movie seriously. (And can I just say the Volturi scene halfway through the credits - IT MADE THE MOVIE HAHAHAHHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO I HAVE UP ALL NIGHT I AM SO HAPPY!!!! (although i can't listen to it rn because i need to go bug my father to find the apple cd drive because macbook air has no cd drive so yeah..BUT WHATEVER I HAVE UP ALL NIGHT ~~~ ) I didn't buy the yearbook edition because its 3 pounds more which is like 6 dollars ish and the only difference is 1. 2 extra songs (which i already have) 2. zayn's crap drawings HAHAHHAHAHHA which is not worth $6. It was so funny like when they were promoting the yearbook edition, zayn was all 'INCLUDING ORIGINAL ILLUSTRATIONS BY ZAYN MALIK' (like he actually spoke in 3rd person HAHAHAHHA) Oh man I really love how Zayn is completely oblivious to how terrible his drawing skills are. Like they were on Alan Carr the other day and then Alan was all 'So Zayn, I hear you draw?' and Zayn's all 'I dabble.' HAHAHAH HE LEGITLY THINKS HE'S GOOD I LUV IT. GUYS GUYS (actually mostly shimei and aisyah because they hate zayn so much HAHAH) YOU HAVE TO WATCH ZAYN DRAW (you can fast forward to 7:13 if you want!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TJEtFS0BPx0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA omg I love how zayn autographs it automatically like its so valuable and Alan is like "don't bloody sign it! I'm not going to put that anywhere" HAHAHHAHA (i love alan carr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-3520201133833803605?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3520201133833803605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=3520201133833803605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/3520201133833803605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/3520201133833803605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/best-comedy-of-year.html' title='Up all night, like this, all night ~'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TJEtFS0BPx0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5471113742885330709</id><published>2011-11-28T01:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T05:37:54.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i was clearing the drawers in my room in a desperate attempt at doing something other than watching criminal minds/reading trashy books (trashy but not the sexy kinds csm reads HAHA) I have read like 4 trashy novels in the last 24 hours (2 from the same series about a dead highschool cheerleader who falls in love with this goth dude who can see ghosts (aptly titled 'The Ghost and The Goth')) So yes, I have made considerable progress in the bettering of myself as an individual over the school break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a miracle if my brain ever starts functioning again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was clearing the super heavy drawer that is damn hard to pull out because it is filled with notes, cards, etc that I have accumulated since like p6?? And its just weird don't you think like reading letters from people you almost forgot existed and yet here, you have a letter they actually took the effort to handwrite, saying things like 'I hope we don't lose touch!' when that's exactly what has happened. Its like you forget that once, this person meant so much to you. Its even awkwarder when you still see that person around and neither of you say as much as a hello, not necessarily because there was some sort of a fallout, but just because time has passed and your head doesn't register all the things and experiences you shared, and you forget I guess. Fallouts (I've had plenty in my girls school experiences haha.) make things even worse because here you are with some shit present that means nothing to you now but you can't decide to throw it out or not because you never know if that person will end up being important to you again, and because of that, this worthless item may actually mean something to you again. Sometimes I just want to go 'you know what suck it who cares that we haven't spoken in ages, we used to get along so chances are we still might so heck we're friends okay its settled'. But you can't always because things change and people change. Which is an inevitable part of life but doesn't it kinda suck when after such a long time, you read such sweet notes from people saying really really nice things to you but now you hardly ever register the existence of that person anymore, and you are certain its the same case the other way round. This post doesn't actually have a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never actually did clear up that drawer because eventually I got bored and I lost my cleaning-up mood and then shoved everything back where it was before. Which is also useless information. Other useless information: cards are largely underrated, i love cards i have some v awesome cards, one of my favourites would have to be stacy's card to me that had a theme of strange men.Yes that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5471113742885330709?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5471113742885330709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5471113742885330709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5471113742885330709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5471113742885330709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-i-was-clearing-drawers-in-my-room-in.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8548053220554257063</id><published>2011-11-25T01:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T01:45:53.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIMEI!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pBqcODLle_8" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJXVso5FE_8/Ts9hJeEB7hI/AAAAAAAAAqo/qbsaOWg3uR0/s1600/319183_10150408215283505_690003504_8690078_987317934_n.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJXVso5FE_8/Ts9hJeEB7hI/AAAAAAAAAqo/qbsaOWg3uR0/s320/319183_10150408215283505_690003504_8690078_987317934_n.jpeg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;birthday girl liked her pinata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwre8NOZlB0/Ts9hInCEPRI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ITJesSwP4Qw/s1600/313682_10150408214668505_690003504_8690075_622544391_n.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bwre8NOZlB0/Ts9hInCEPRI/AAAAAAAAAqg/ITJesSwP4Qw/s400/313682_10150408214668505_690003504_8690075_622544391_n.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we sexy and we know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFflEpyqngw/Ts9hLgXdEDI/AAAAAAAAAq4/As_DZFwcB7c/s1600/385524_10150408307213505_690003504_8690458_2029118870_n.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFflEpyqngw/Ts9hLgXdEDI/AAAAAAAAAq4/As_DZFwcB7c/s400/385524_10150408307213505_690003504_8690458_2029118870_n.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;fighting for pinata goodies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-brsmXQCNzGA/Ts9hKJ-4mMI/AAAAAAAAAq0/5oIhJDcnELM/s1600/385090_10150408301058505_690003504_8690418_159611718_n.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-brsmXQCNzGA/Ts9hKJ-4mMI/AAAAAAAAAq0/5oIhJDcnELM/s400/385090_10150408301058505_690003504_8690418_159611718_n.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CSM!!!&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: left;"&gt;yes yet another successful party!!! it was so much fun and i'm really happy we went with mexican!! OLE!! (what does that even mean? go in spanish right?? or sth.) I don't know what it is about our parties but its always fun which doesn't even make sense because all we do is talk and facebook stalk (&amp;amp; complain about boys who take their shirt off when nobody wants to see it off!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;on another note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;YAY SHIMEI!!! I'm so happy we are friends because you always have my back homeboy. We are always noisy and fun together and always get glared at for being public nuisances/ booked together for stupid things (HAHAHAHHA) You're so full of nonsense and I like how we talk about the stupidest things together (like UGS and prom) Breaking dawn and beastly asap!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY CSM!!! LOVE YOU BRUDDER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8548053220554257063?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8548053220554257063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8548053220554257063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8548053220554257063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8548053220554257063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-shimei.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIMEI!!!'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pBqcODLle_8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-6652160573110168115</id><published>2011-11-20T07:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T00:50:00.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lose yourself tonight</title><content type='html'>WHY NOT BEING PRETTY IS OK - a comprehensive list by Amirah&lt;br /&gt;1. lower chances of being raped/abducted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ya stops there HAHHAHAHA i am totally a bitter gurl. Sigh the only people who think I am pretty are the mothers of my friends. NOT EVEN MY OWN MOTHER THINKS SO. Such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7FtN55eeqbo" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arathi says that he looks the best ever here and I totally agree!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess as long as he can spell his own name, its not that big a deal that he can't spell anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfTjTCthlgk/Ts9VjLwNbjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/NkvhUegKVK8/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-25+at+4.33.55+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GfTjTCthlgk/Ts9VjLwNbjI/AAAAAAAAAp8/NkvhUegKVK8/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-25+at+4.33.55+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XZRgkQo3B5c/Ts9VkflBiXI/AAAAAAAAAqI/28O5ZV6txpw/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-25+at+4.44.19+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="137" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XZRgkQo3B5c/Ts9VkflBiXI/AAAAAAAAAqI/28O5ZV6txpw/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-25+at+4.44.19+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AND ITS NOT JUST HIS SPELLING!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVrIuAsYMX4/Ts9VjU1yTgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/DwDk6HEEhYs/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-25+at+4.35.09+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVrIuAsYMX4/Ts9VjU1yTgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/DwDk6HEEhYs/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-25+at+4.35.09+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I cringe everytime I read his tweets. His english is so terrible!!!! How did he even get into uni to study to become an english teacher seriously?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he's better at urdu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-6652160573110168115?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/6652160573110168115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=6652160573110168115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6652160573110168115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6652160573110168115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-not-being-pretty-is-ok.html' title='lose yourself tonight'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7FtN55eeqbo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5458085807113883390</id><published>2011-11-20T05:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T05:51:45.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time escapes me</title><content type='html'>i am a terrible person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lie so much to get out of so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is wrong with me but sometimes I just really hate going for things when I know the people there don't really like me nor want me there and it's not like I really like them or anything so what's the point and then I just tell people I'm sick etc when really all I'm doing is sitting home watching Toddlers &amp;amp; Tiaras or moaning about how pathetic and nonexistent my social life is or cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so really I have noone to blame but myself for the fact that so many people dislike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually I don't really know if people dislike me but i seriously think i am quite dislikable so yes if you hate me its ok because personally i don't really like myself sometimes also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes anyway karma is a bitch because now I HAVE&amp;nbsp;DIARRHEA&amp;nbsp;(i still can't spell it, had to use spellcheck) AND THUS I COULD NOT MAKE IT TO ARATHI'S BELATED DEEPAVALI PARTY WHICH SOUNDED LIKE SO MUCH FUN!!! I even got my sister to ask Shafiq to lend me his sister's punjabi suit so i could look all indiany while we ate indian food and watched hindi movies and i was so excited BUT NO YOU SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help it i know its a horrible thing to do and im such a mean person but i dont like to be at places when i know noone really cares if i go or not. Like and if i do go, i'll just mope around and be all "I could be watching Toddlers &amp;amp; Tiaras."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I DONT EVEN KNOW WHY I'VE BEEN WATCHING SO MUCH TODDLERS &amp;amp; TIARAS FOR THE PAST FEW DAYS. Its such trash tv and the girls are so creepy and crazy and bratty and the mums are psychotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh i need to make use of my time better. Does anyone have trash books to recommend me? I want those really badly written books that are super unrealistic with cute boys in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can't really complain about the bimbo label anymore can I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, today I was watching Ned's Declassified and it was that episode with the evil little 5th grader who Ned had to show around and then I was like "I KNOW I'VE SEEN HIM SOMEWHERE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.l3-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/131/1d1c8c1b0b864831a124c456f384c5ff/l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://a4.l3-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/131/1d1c8c1b0b864831a124c456f384c5ff/l.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THEN I REALISED, HE'S ONE OF THE CUTE LOWERCLASSMEN LOSERS IN PROM THE MOVIE. (actually I imdb-ed him but still) AND ANYWAY LOOK HOW GORJUZ HE IS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhq8rjPSOU1qgenuwo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhq8rjPSOU1qgenuwo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, my dad told me he would reward me for getting RHA (which is a total scam btw, I'm still quite sure I only got in because of the race card). So I decided my reward shall be 1D concert tickets SO THEY BETTER COME TO SINGAPORE BECAUSE IF NOT I WILL NEVER GET MY PRESENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RKF2MzAHe8Y" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is such a lovely song, ok yes the lyrics don't exactly make sense but i think it sounds really sweet and nice and like Louis has a solo here (as opposed to just harmonies and looking pretty along with everyone else)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5458085807113883390?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5458085807113883390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5458085807113883390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5458085807113883390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5458085807113883390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/karma-is-bitch.html' title='time escapes me'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RKF2MzAHe8Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1690773237366241845</id><published>2011-11-19T05:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:53:49.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop the tape and rewind</title><content type='html'>so i was watching prom today and i was just overwhelmed with this feeling of loneliness and patheticness (yes I know its not a word, arrest me. (this is so hypocritical of me, i always get worked up when people make stupid english mistakes (like zayn &amp;amp; his their/they're/there (but its different ok!! only an idiot mixes that up (no offence zayn (&amp;amp; can you imagine, if not for x factor, he'd be studying to be an english teacher (I digress.))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yes anyway, prom was so sweet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MY3gKCSUQKg/TsevR8R7XdI/AAAAAAAAApE/dMkbjr36fyI/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-19+at+11.23.31+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MY3gKCSUQKg/TsevR8R7XdI/AAAAAAAAApE/dMkbjr36fyI/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-19+at+11.23.31+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LIKE AWWWWWW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was adorable there was an entire video montage of boys asking their girls out to prom ~~~&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: left;"&gt;i hope i dont have to go to prom alone. that would suck (unless i become as kickass as that black girl whose bf cheated on her and she was all 'i dont need this shit, im going to prom alone!' (alas, i am not a black (nor kickass) girl))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;on a completely unrelated note, family gathering today and khalil came ~~~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;khalil likes pears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAHA I LUV THIS BOY. WHY R MY KUZZINS SO GOOD LOOKING, Y DA GOOD LOOKING GENE NO COME TO ME. (ok he is my 2nd cousin. But still.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6KM6e11nS8/TsewGawP5qI/AAAAAAAAApM/jspRQSzbCww/s1600/DSC01148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T6KM6e11nS8/TsewGawP5qI/AAAAAAAAApM/jspRQSzbCww/s320/DSC01148.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fae_2Vnq_to/TsewHJMFFgI/AAAAAAAAApU/aWgUYJnIJbg/s1600/DSC01150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fae_2Vnq_to/TsewHJMFFgI/AAAAAAAAApU/aWgUYJnIJbg/s320/DSC01150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fiyn7DN8XWA/TsewIRYtCOI/AAAAAAAAApc/W_HuISFtAoQ/s1600/DSC01151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fiyn7DN8XWA/TsewIRYtCOI/AAAAAAAAApc/W_HuISFtAoQ/s320/DSC01151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GqYsjtUxMkE/TsewJlg-kyI/AAAAAAAAApk/PX4DRJJHF_E/s1600/DSC01152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GqYsjtUxMkE/TsewJlg-kyI/AAAAAAAAApk/PX4DRJJHF_E/s320/DSC01152.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yV3SL_dQ6kk/TsewK_ufrUI/AAAAAAAAAps/I2Z1aPzipgI/s1600/DSC01158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yV3SL_dQ6kk/TsewK_ufrUI/AAAAAAAAAps/I2Z1aPzipgI/s320/DSC01158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://p.twimg.com/Aenh-JcCQAATCld.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://p.twimg.com/Aenh-JcCQAATCld.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;he also likes water and fishes &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://p.twimg.com/AenhvILCMAE0uy1.jpg:large" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://p.twimg.com/AenhvILCMAE0uy1.jpg:large" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and fitriya agrees that there is nothing in this world like smelling a baby's head.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALSO ONE DIRECTION'S ALBUM COMES OUT MONDAY SO WHOEVER STILL OWES ME A BIRTHDAY PRESENT, PLEASE TAKE MY CUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qiq21J2fVrY/TsexHCknPNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/bsaGjdyPQDA/s1600/1Da.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qiq21J2fVrY/TsexHCknPNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/bsaGjdyPQDA/s320/1Da.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1690773237366241845?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1690773237366241845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1690773237366241845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1690773237366241845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1690773237366241845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-i-was-watching-prom-today-and-i-was.html' title='stop the tape and rewind'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MY3gKCSUQKg/TsevR8R7XdI/AAAAAAAAApE/dMkbjr36fyI/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-19+at+11.23.31+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8138593713797240992</id><published>2011-11-18T00:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T01:01:31.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how i plan on spending the rest of the holidays:</title><content type='html'>- watch criminal minds&lt;div&gt;- master Look at Me Now (up til lil wayne's part because i h8 lil wayne)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- throw away all irrelevant notes AKA all science notes omg so beautiful yay yay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- get pretty ikea furniture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- exercise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- parties ~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8138593713797240992?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8138593713797240992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8138593713797240992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8138593713797240992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qQ54KY4QDsg" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5708878178313607705?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5708878178313607705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5708878178313607705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5708878178313607705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5708878178313607705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/prom.html' title='prom'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qQ54KY4QDsg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-2292733509272728516</id><published>2011-11-13T22:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T23:35:53.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why i am going to die alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXP6AN2N0Nw/TsDEx81KH7I/AAAAAAAAAo8/wUNuNQIKrDk/s1600/Photo+on+14-11-11+at+3.34+PM+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXP6AN2N0Nw/TsDEx81KH7I/AAAAAAAAAo8/wUNuNQIKrDk/s320/Photo+on+14-11-11+at+3.34+PM+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LMX8Vtv4KKM/TsC7f843mDI/AAAAAAAAAow/etgI5F-5gUU/s1600/Photo+on+14-11-11+at+2.32+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LMX8Vtv4KKM/TsC7f843mDI/AAAAAAAAAow/etgI5F-5gUU/s320/Photo+on+14-11-11+at+2.32+PM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we haz staring contest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqnLlBN_3z8/TsC7fa8ZRgI/AAAAAAAAAos/NSjxORLXwJM/s1600/Photo+on+14-11-11+at+2.31+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SqnLlBN_3z8/TsC7fa8ZRgI/AAAAAAAAAos/NSjxORLXwJM/s320/Photo+on+14-11-11+at+2.31+PM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;best pillow in the world.&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;cat lady fo lyfe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-2292733509272728516?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXP6AN2N0Nw/TsDEx81KH7I/AAAAAAAAAo8/wUNuNQIKrDk/s72-c/Photo+on+14-11-11+at+3.34+PM+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-296755088984631245</id><published>2011-11-13T05:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T05:32:52.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cB6ueuLb8Gc" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWW THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY!!! Zach wrote this song for cameron!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and doesn't cameron look adorable!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-296755088984631245?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/296755088984631245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=296755088984631245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/296755088984631245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/296755088984631245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/aww-this-makes-me-so-happy-zach-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cB6ueuLb8Gc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7985982653379555252</id><published>2011-11-12T07:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T08:03:34.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROM READY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://p.twimg.com/AeDkSGECQAAA0bq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://p.twimg.com/AeDkSGECQAAA0bq.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;stacy hates it when people use prom instead of fam so fine I mean I am fam ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I FINISHED MY DRESS!!!! (with help from sister, BUT STILL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my mind about the 3/4 sleeves because i decided it'll look more retro with capped sleeves (/i didn't have enough cloth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i spent on prom gettin ready process:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;$18 cloth&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$7 zip, thread, etcs like carbon paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love and dishwashing for sister (cos i screwed up quite a lot but she saved me each time)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$0 Jewellery (borrowing from sister)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$0 on purse (mother's (although i would go with the term vintage...(HAHA IM SO PRETENTIOUS)))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$9.90 heels (CRAZY CHOCOLATE SCHUBAR SALE)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$0 Hair (doing myself since cant do much with my lousy short hair anyway)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$0 Makeup (can finally use my elizabeth arden makeup set that my mum got for credit card free gift!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BASICALLY I SPENT ABOUT $35!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well im getting my nails done too so that adds to the cost but anyway point is YAY MY PROM ON A BUDGET IS TOTALLY A SUCCESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i realise that my dress totally looks like this asos.com one HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.asos.com/inv/media/3/2/3/7/1757323/teal/image1xl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.asos.com/inv/media/3/2/3/7/1757323/teal/image1xl.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;which then totally defeats my purpose of sewing a dress so noone else will be wearing the same dress as me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHATEVER I FEEL ACCOMPLISHED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7985982653379555252?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7985982653379555252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7985982653379555252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7985982653379555252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7985982653379555252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/prom-ready.html' title='PROM READY!!!!'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-2774060940548116407</id><published>2011-11-10T07:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T07:07:05.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LW6us8mP5Dk" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CKQRraBpxqM" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if she doesnt win x factor i might kill someone SHE'S ADORABLE I LOVE HER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-2774060940548116407?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/2774060940548116407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=2774060940548116407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/2774060940548116407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/2774060940548116407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/if-she-doesnt-win-x-factor-i-might-kill.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LW6us8mP5Dk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1819832859749682367</id><published>2011-11-10T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T02:00:55.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lucw6iylwO1qhwrxco1_500.gif" id="photoset_link_12520385786_1" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; display: inline-block; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lucw6iylwO1qhwrxco1_500.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i found dramatic head turn, although im not sure this was the one i was referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, HAHAHA OMG I AM SO SHOCKED + HAPPY!!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so so so grateful alhamdulillah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1819832859749682367?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1819832859749682367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1819832859749682367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1819832859749682367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1819832859749682367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/haha-i-found-dramatic-head-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7956709230763948843</id><published>2011-11-10T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T00:26:48.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is beautiful!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nvfejaHz-o0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO ARE THEY!!&lt;br /&gt;Loving the fall wear!!! Someone needs to gif zayn's dramatic head turn in slowmo plsplspls!! And harry looks so adorable!! Haha and bitter girls on youtube going on about how zayn is kissing taylor lautner hahahaha. I think Liam is getting less cute, maybe its just this video. HAHA I AM ANNOYING YOU PEOPLE AREN'T I HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY YAY I AM ON MY ROAD OF COMPLETING THE LIST OF EXCITING THINGS I HAVE PLANNED FOR MYSELF FOR POST EXAMS PARTYING!!! STARTING WITH: CLEANING!!!! Ok i honestly cannot wait to finish this post so then I can start cleaning i freaking love cleaning it is one of my favourite things to do!!! (i think i might end up a housewife HAHA (no attiya, i will not watch desperate housewives with you even if i do end up a desperate housewife!!! ITS A TERRIBLE SHOW!!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of terrible shows, I watched like 2 episodes of Secret Circle so far, haha its exactly the same as any other crappy CW show (although I was hoping Nick would be like cute??? like wtf is with his hair!!) ya idk why i make myself watch all this trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other things on my fun list:&lt;br /&gt;- furniture shopping!! Mirror and chair!! Corkboard wall&lt;br /&gt;- painting my room!!!&lt;br /&gt;- prom dress (HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;- figuring out prom hair&lt;br /&gt;- michelle phan/fun day (for prom makeup)&lt;br /&gt;- the rest can be found here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://rookiemag.com/2011/11/play-well-with-others/"&gt;http://rookiemag.com/2011/11/play-well-with-others/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man right haha paper today was ??? idk i dont think i did well but ah whatever, its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want that A dammit haha ok i will stop now before csm/nicole start screaming at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and now, after this= WE NEVER NEED TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL FOR AN OFFICIAL THING ANYMORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok O levels results i guess but that doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was reading nicole's blog and she posted about farewell and OH MAN THESE PHOTOS MAKE ME SO SAD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-krQs8emtD4I/TrYZxlgkeVI/AAAAAAAACLo/K0A8qaO43OE/s1600/IMG_4204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; color: #f8c0ea; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-6/cur567.cur), progress; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-krQs8emtD4I/TrYZxlgkeVI/AAAAAAAACLo/K0A8qaO43OE/s640/IMG_4204.JPG" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.09375) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-width: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.09375) 1px 1px 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich + gladys + hanjun + HY HAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOuFXQUGvOk/TrYoj6_yAxI/AAAAAAAACMw/EzYYhZ2oVG0/s1600/IMG_4213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; color: #e77397; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-6/cur567.cur), progress; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOuFXQUGvOk/TrYoj6_yAxI/AAAAAAAACMw/EzYYhZ2oVG0/s640/IMG_4213.JPG" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.09375) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-width: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.09375) 1px 1px 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARA POA I WILL FREAKING MISS DOUGIEING WITH YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEFO8IjjJG4/TrYsQ_9I6SI/AAAAAAAACNY/SwMMVIfx_2A/s1600/IMG_4218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; color: #f8c0ea; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-6/cur567.cur), progress; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GEFO8IjjJG4/TrYsQ_9I6SI/AAAAAAAACNY/SwMMVIfx_2A/s640/IMG_4218.JPG" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.09375) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-width: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.09375) 1px 1px 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LUV 406!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6KukTS4y72Q/TrYgLGSKyNI/AAAAAAAACMQ/ZTJbO8FDW8s/s1600/IMG_4209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: white; color: #f8c0ea; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-6/cur567.cur), progress; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6KukTS4y72Q/TrYgLGSKyNI/AAAAAAAACMQ/ZTJbO8FDW8s/s640/IMG_4209.JPG" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.09375) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 1px; border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-width: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.09375) 1px 1px 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px; position: relative;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the people who made rgs not completely suck (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I will get back to you on the progress of my prom dress HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye frenz have a good day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7956709230763948843?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7956709230763948843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7505937174374215179</id><published>2011-11-05T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T07:23:47.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so terrible at malay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper 1 is so horrendous DDDD:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7505937174374215179?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7505937174374215179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7505937174374215179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7505937174374215179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7505937174374215179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-so-terrible-at-malay-paper-1-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-2373779423992835764</id><published>2011-11-04T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T01:38:30.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rgs alumnus wtf</title><content type='html'>and its over. haha no shit, the reality that I am no longer a student of rgs hasn't sunk in. Will it ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it, it's so overwhelming and sad. Okay I think everyone knows I don't exactly love rgs. I hate bitchy teachers who give bitchy comments in year-end reports (wtf bruised demeanor?! haha ok this wasn't directed to me but I'm still insulted on her behalf. (edit: haha ok so I got this wrong, he wrote 'brusque demeanor' which makes more sense. HAHA. Whatever still bitchy!!!), I hate the freaking academics that are so hardcore and gross (that make me feel really shitty about myself and resulted in multiple swollen eyes from crying), I hate the annoying people in our school (there are many.), I hate the gross canteen food, I hate the pigeons (&amp;amp; their shit), I hate bio lessons, I hate the ugly colour scheme of our campus, there's so much seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't hate rgs. Its like I hate so many things about it but oddly enough, I'm grateful to have been a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember after reporting day, I went back home and cried. I hated it so much, all I wanted to do was run off to TKGS and be with my friends because I really didn't want to be a loser with zero social skills who just studies her life away, which was the perception I had of RGS girls. (Which honestly, can be true for some of the people in our school..) Yet now, 4 years later, I'm finally leaving this place, and here I am crying again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay well I'm not crying like now now but I was during farewell assembly today. Especially when H&amp;amp;C started making us play this game where we had to have our hands apart and move them nearer and nearer to each other but make sure that the precise moment when the song ends is also the moment our hands meet. And I was just laughing so hard at how stupid we all looked and how we were actually playing this ridiculous game and I was just so happy and sad at the same time and so I sobbed a bit haha it was a confusing mix of emotions. Like I'm so happy I met such wonderful people who do such stupid things but then I got really sad because I will see these people so much less. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because beneath how we freak out about every assessment (even when its like 5%??) and the terrible campaigning puns for hp and house, and the crappy colour scheme (will forever hate it), rgs has given me so many experiences that I would never trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful for rg because its taught me a lot, its showed me so many possibilities and like I've been given so many opportunities and I've met such incredible people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so im a bit 'estranged' (?) (haha im not sure what the right word is for this situation) from my sec 2 friends, okay basically things are very awkward, but I'm not going to deny the fact that I enjoyed sec 1 and 2 because of you guys. You guys made me change my mind about rg and I genuinely had a lot of fun then ( this was also a period in my life when I didn't care about my grades HAHAHA (you can also tell this from my super super super terrible results)) I know things are different, but I won't forget all the shit we did in sec 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video made me smile if that says anything:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="266" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/1245401215475" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/1245401215475" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="266"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="224" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/1301110528173" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/1301110528173" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't cope well with change. On the night before first day of school for Sec 3 I cried. (yes, again.) I was scrolling through the class list and I didn't know ANYONE (except Chanel and Gladys) and I felt so miserable and sad and like all my friends were going off without me and like I was going to be a social pariah. The first few days of sec 3 were terrible. I was just so upset to be in this class full of unfamiliar faces (HAHA H&amp;amp;C will always bring up how they always invited me to go eat with them because I didn't know anyone) But then OBS happened and then I learnt a lot more about these people and I learnt that everyone was really cool and awesome (and that there were other people besides my sec 2 friends who watched trashy CW tv shows too!) Being in the same tent with H&amp;amp;C was very funny and I remember getting a lot closer to them and really those 2 are such awesome people and they are seriously genuinely nice(: Then I remember kayaking with Arathi and Gladys (omg arathi this was so drama do you remember!!) We were just screaming Fearless because we were so freaking scared that the hugeass ship would run us over. I also remember Gladys asking me to rub sunblock on her neck for her (I didn't.). I remember HY and her big hat, I remember how I found Stacy very annoying and bossy, I remember being damn annoyed at having to clear the drains of food, I remember peeing within 2m radius of each other in the sea, I remember Aisyah in the quarry and how she looked down and making the observation "EH THE WATER IS VERY CLEAR!" and then her specs falling to the bottom haha I really enjoyed OBS even if it was really disgusting. Then slowly I started opening up to my classmates and I realise that getting placed in 306 was really one of the biggest blessings in my rg life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are also the major (if not, only) reason I was crying during farewell. I mean, I would miss the school cat but would I cry about it? No. And not being able to change in class sucks but I'm not going to cry about it like seriously. It's just the thought of not being around my happy class who talk about prom excitedly, who scream during PE, who send notes to each other before every exam, who are very onz about winning fun things (LIKE NDP!!!) and man I love all these people so much. (AND ALSO GLADYS IS THE BEST CHAIR LIKE IN HISTORY OF EVER. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="224" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/2350319157733" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/2350319157733" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was also in 406 that I made some of the best friends I have today. And they say that you keep the friends you make in secondary school for life so I'm really happy I have you all. I love how we get very passionate about trivial things (like the dancer dsa-ing into rj and whether she is 1.pretty 2. bitchy and thus, will hate us and then make sure we have no friends, or like (anyway she didn't get into rj anyway but that's not the point) ), how we practise model posing in class, how we all have picked up the weird hand flailing action that we do whenever we get excited (which is very often), how we are so noisy EVERYWHERE. Oh man I love all of you. I have so many precious memories with all of you that I will never forget. I love how we have never once gotten angry with each other (like the closest was clara going "SHUT UP SHIMEI." during hari raya party when shimei was insulting cameron (and that was like funny so it doesn't count)) Oh yes!! AND HOW WE ARE THE BEST PARTY PLANNERS EVER. Like how we just have super awesome parties (i still am v touched from mine leh!! (: ) and how we love dressing up and baking (ok that is not something I do but I enjoy being friends with people who bake ok) and how we have fun no matter what we do. Its been a good two years and we must have an rj canteen table just so we can all text each other with a "2pm, table" whenever we have mildly exciting news about someone so we can continue living vicariously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSM and I agree that this was the best vlog we made because it sums us up perfectly. We found USS so much fun even if everyone says its boring because uh well EVERYTHING WE DO TOGETHER IS FUN HELLO hahahahha (nicole is missing in this one but we know she had fun too la ok hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="224" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/2465015225063" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/2465015225063" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok i am totally a video person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway things are going to be so different so soon and this makes me extremely sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RGS I hate so many things about you.&lt;br /&gt;But hell yes I'm going to miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-2373779423992835764?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/2373779423992835764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=2373779423992835764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/2373779423992835764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/2373779423992835764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/rgs-alumnus-wtf.html' title='rgs alumnus wtf'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-6496009272438080027</id><published>2011-11-03T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T01:41:15.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weUBG-iTr9g/TrJTYW3pkZI/AAAAAAAAAok/dBJFHhFjHWc/s1600/4-up+on+3-11-11+at+3.43+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weUBG-iTr9g/TrJTYW3pkZI/AAAAAAAAAok/dBJFHhFjHWc/s320/4-up+on+3-11-11+at+3.43+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"I think I better take a photo with Justin before he dies."&lt;br /&gt;Sister: "He looks like a lesbian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA LIKE THAT LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look terrible in this photo as do I in all other photos but I felt the need to share the best balloon in the world with the world. Also when you make it look like you're looking ugly on purpose then people won't think you are that ugly even if you are. Does that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway thank you ZARA NICOLE TOH I luv my balloon very much even if he is dying already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHIT WE ARE GRADUATING TOMORROW!?!?!? I. AM. NOT. READY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-6496009272438080027?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/6496009272438080027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=6496009272438080027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6496009272438080027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6496009272438080027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-think-i-better-take-photo-with-justin.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weUBG-iTr9g/TrJTYW3pkZI/AAAAAAAAAok/dBJFHhFjHWc/s72-c/4-up+on+3-11-11+at+3.43+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-3580484926089490852</id><published>2011-11-02T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T05:33:34.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In all honesty I really don't care anymore. I wouldn't care if we weren't friends after this because our "friendship" was always superficial and was heavily made up of television show discussions. Beyond that, you really haven't been a nice friend to me and your decisions in actions have often made me question why I'm even friends with you. The supportive thing legitly made me laugh because your argument &amp;nbsp;was so ridiculous. I get it, maybe they are right, maybe it might be me too? HAHA OK I'M TOTALLY LYING NO I DO NOT GET WHAT THEY MEAN. That it's my fault too that this problem came about because I hosted a charity concert wtf!?! If you all are saying I've changed then yes I have. Maybe I'm different now but I do believe my moral standards have always been the same. And its just tiring to be friends with people who have completely different ideas of what is right and what is wrong. I'm so frustrated. 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margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline" style="display: inline; font-family: Georgia, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;alienated&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;entire&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;Also there is no way I'm having some sort of dialogue session with you all wtf seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;&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;Also thank god for my other friends who actually get it. If not, I'd have gone insane by now. Ok now that that's off my chest: malay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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;and finally to brighten this otherwise pissy post: the best band in the world ~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1prhCWO_518?version=3&amp;amp;feature=player_profilepage"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1prhCWO_518?version=3&amp;amp;feature=player_profilepage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="360"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i do not get a single thing about this video but i love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dndata" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 37px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-3580484926089490852?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3580484926089490852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=3580484926089490852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/3580484926089490852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/3580484926089490852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-all-honesty-i-really-dont-care.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-6008841732786318433</id><published>2011-10-31T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T00:31:09.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man im going to miss my friends and 406 so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i seriously love my group of friends so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are seriously amazing and fun to be with and they are also the nicest people in the world. We're all taking different subject combis and oh manz I'll be so sad if I hardly see them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like today we were googling cute malay guy for aisyah (long story) but like seriously it was a super fun conversation and we were laughing so hard and omg im gonna miss all this shit that we do. We talk so much nonsense and do such stupid things that noone else gets and ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, look what we found when we googled "cute malay guy":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://b.imagehost.org/0137/44312_426264789805_611044805_4766215_5260844_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://b.imagehost.org/0137/44312_426264789805_611044805_4766215_5260844_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;HAHA LOVIN' IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya anyway I know I keep saying how I freaking hate rg and i cannot wait to graduate but this might just be my senioritis flaring up and being pissy about the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will confirm cry on friday, not so much about me leaving rg. I don't know how I feel about being an rg girl, its not like I swell up in pride when I tell people I'm from rg, its more of me praying they don't ask me for help for some math question to test my intelligence because I confirm cannot do it, more like the environment with all my closest friends making life bearable and fun. Like omg and after 10 years, it my last few freaking days in a girls school!!! NOOOOOOOO &lt;!--3 x91301237429&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok will have a long reflective (and hopefully more coherent) post on rg on friday after class party ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ya omg 1 thing i will not miss about rg is the weird people!! (ok actually i'll still be seeing the weird people in rj + along with weird ri boys but point is i totally do not get so many people in our school!! They are so odd seriously.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-6008841732786318433?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/6008841732786318433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=6008841732786318433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6008841732786318433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/6008841732786318433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/man-im-going-to-miss-my-friends-and-406.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-1103181889515364702</id><published>2011-10-29T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T17:08:39.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because i procrastinate</title><content type='html'>i changed my mind, zayn you are definitely my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA IF IT WASN'T OBVIOUS ENOUGH I AM SPAMMING 1D POSTS SO PEOPLE WILL GET OFF MY BLOG 100 views a day is just not a comfortable statistic for me haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok anyway: Zayn you beautiful boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqnizfcjRm1qcik0wo1_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqnizfcjRm1qcik0wo1_250.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqnizfcjRm1qcik0wo2_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqnizfcjRm1qcik0wo2_250.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqnizfcjRm1qcik0wo3_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqnizfcjRm1qcik0wo3_250.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqnizfcjRm1qcik0wo4_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqnizfcjRm1qcik0wo4_250.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/download/188419881/oshawott_by_shiny_arceus-d346hpl.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.deviantart.com/download/188419881/oshawott_by_shiny_arceus-d346hpl.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this is an actual oshawott.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;zayn is definitely cuter.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltso9t16OO1qflq04o4_250.gif" id="photoset_link_12044718187_4" style="display: inline-block; margin-left: 10px; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltso9t16OO1qflq04o4_250.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltso9t16OO1qflq04o5_250.gif" id="photoset_link_12044718187_5" style="display: inline-block; margin-left: 0px !important; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltso9t16OO1qflq04o5_250.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;louis and zayn making out HAHAHHAHA, zayn's face at no. 2 = &amp;nbsp;HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a class="photoset_photo" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltdobcZ2wI1qkwx5wo2_500.gif" id="photoset_link_11700066081_2" style="display: inline-block; margin-left: 0px !important; text-align: -webkit-auto; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltdobcZ2wI1qkwx5wo2_500.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="!!!!" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lt1bj9oHUR1qk9furo1_500.gif" style="background-color: #69bda1; color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto;" width="504px" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Will I ever stop with the 1D posts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1d-ners.tumblr.com/" style="background-color: #69bda1; color: #e0f2f7; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="1d-ners: erm, no. " src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltko8ykWy61r22utko1_400.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" width="504px" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;oh and everyone must watch this video!!! sums up why i luv 1D so much:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/AlPgiIc5vUU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlPgiIc5vUU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlPgiIc5vUU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA seriously my blog is the most annoying thing ever.&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: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;oh yeah anyway I scare myself because I realise that all my favourite twitterboiz who are also the people i fangirl over all have a douchey thing about themselves. What if I end up marrying a douchebag?! (I mean, if I don't end up dying alone you know.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;like zayn for example!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;douchey things about zayn:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. he smokes (I STILL LIKE HIM EVEN IF I AM A PTC TASTER!!! See how I am willing to sacrifice my hatred for smokers if I were ever to meet a guy as hot as him!!! (not that i will but still.))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. has tattoos (well at least his tattoos are in arabic? mira (not me, the other mira) says this doesn't make a difference so fine.) --&amp;gt; and point 1 and 2 make him not a good muslim!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. he likes chris brown. (......)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. he uses there instead of their (ok this isn't douchey but that is just one english mistake that i find hard to forgive)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5. he dated dated rebecca ferguson, he is into cougars (who also happen to be single mothers?!??!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;seriously!! see how I look past all these disgusting things about zayn and just blind myself with his british-indianness and how he ends almost all of his tweets with an "xx"?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;other douches i find adorable:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- Harry&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/6_c0133bLG4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6_c0133bLG4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6_c0133bLG4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and then that day: I actually said something that scared the shit out of myself, I was gushing about Harry to Isdi and I went "I love harry!! He is such a player!!" LIKE THE TWO SENTENCES WERE RELATED?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Justin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;do i really need to elaborate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Gregg Sulkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;his twitter info goes as follows: "I like chocolate. I like females. I like chocolate-covered females."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY THIS IS A LEGIT REASON TO BE WORRIED OKAY. LIKE WHAT IF MY TASTE IN CELEBRITIES TRANSLATE TO MY TASTE IN REAL LIFE!?? WHAT IF I FIND DOUCHES ATTRACTIVE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay no, I only find hot douches attractive. BUT LIKE YOU KNOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-1103181889515364702?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/1103181889515364702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=1103181889515364702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1103181889515364702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/1103181889515364702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/because-i-procrastinate.html' title='because i procrastinate'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-7749841810573430683</id><published>2011-10-29T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T05:57:11.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>clothes and friends = happy</title><content type='html'>yay omg fashion buffet was AMAZING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol so h&amp;amp;c wanted us to come at 7.45 but i was super super late and i made the other kembangan kidz late so we only reached bugis at 8.15? haha omg csm was super pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we reached victoria jomo we were the first?? HAHA there was noone there it was only about 15 mins later that the next people arrived but ya we were the first in the queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pretty victoria jomo girl was so amused by us and she was all "why are you here so early??" haha then we played taboo till like 9.40 when they told us we could start queuing at the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya and she obviously thought we were very funny because we were all very stressed and freaking out and coming up with strategies (second floor first then work our way down!!) &amp;nbsp;and doing lunges (its important to stretch before any physical activity.) so she gave us free gifts (which the lians behind didn't HAHA LOSERS.) and she gave us these adorable notebooks and notepads for being so excited and early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically when we finally were allowed in: IT WAS CHAOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was just pushing and it was so claustrophobic and i wasn't even thinking straight i was just grabbing and grabbing and grabbing HAHA IT WAS INCREDIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup then afterwards we fangirled over our buys in the ice cream shop next door and then we went to my house to try on all the outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I LUV MY FRENZ.&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/-4UWaU5-DyKI/Tqu3zV3sohI/AAAAAAAAAnc/wetbXwXTEDc/s1600/Photo+on+29-10-11+at+1.06+PM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4UWaU5-DyKI/Tqu3zV3sohI/AAAAAAAAAnc/wetbXwXTEDc/s320/Photo+on+29-10-11+at+1.06+PM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK LOOK ALL MY FRIENDS ARE SO PRETTY!!! = JEHLUZ :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dF9TzK9qjug/Tqu30C7HLvI/AAAAAAAAAng/2vBjQjT2F_4/s1600/4-up+on+29-10-11+at+1.13+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dF9TzK9qjug/Tqu30C7HLvI/AAAAAAAAAng/2vBjQjT2F_4/s640/4-up+on+29-10-11+at+1.13+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOQJllEsyMc/Tqu30n3enTI/AAAAAAAAAns/zLXNzZ84XG8/s1600/4-up+on+29-10-11+at+1.13+PM+%25235+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOQJllEsyMc/Tqu30n3enTI/AAAAAAAAAns/zLXNzZ84XG8/s640/4-up+on+29-10-11+at+1.13+PM+%25235+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tz3xYSd--Yc/Tqu32ZQC1sI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ourQcOgPn2A/s1600/4-up+on+29-10-11+at+1.14+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tz3xYSd--Yc/Tqu32ZQC1sI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ourQcOgPn2A/s640/4-up+on+29-10-11+at+1.14+PM+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sGFw98-BtGE/Tqu33Mai1FI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YdDx0oxQCeM/s1600/4-up+on+29-10-11+at+1.14+PM+%25235+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sGFw98-BtGE/Tqu33Mai1FI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YdDx0oxQCeM/s640/4-up+on+29-10-11+at+1.14+PM+%25235+%2528compiled%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and then we made a video montage of us trying on different outfits.&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;yes!!! I CAN TICK THAT OFF MY BUCKET LIST!!&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;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/4GKJTtlAVD8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4GKJTtlAVD8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4GKJTtlAVD8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-7749841810573430683?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/7749841810573430683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=7749841810573430683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7749841810573430683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/7749841810573430683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/clothes-and-friends-happy.html' title='clothes and friends = happy'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4UWaU5-DyKI/Tqu3zV3sohI/AAAAAAAAAnc/wetbXwXTEDc/s72-c/Photo+on+29-10-11+at+1.06+PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-158961909036692166</id><published>2011-10-28T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T08:03:47.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>emceeing was terrible i was so terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok whatever im gonna go sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we raised money for charity and thats whats important i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still feel like i royally screwed up like super horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like ugh!!! i wish i didn't freeze on stage and freak out and arghh i hate it i hate it i think i am stage phobic now i dont ever want to be on stage anymore!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone keeps saying it wasn't that bad but i know im gonna have a nightmare about it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im quite angry about people trying to sneak their friends into a freaking charity concert ok like wtf la seriously its for charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least we're having fashion buffet tomorrow h&amp;amp;c making us come down at 7.45 when our slot is at 10. They are crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-158961909036692166?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/158961909036692166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=158961909036692166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/158961909036692166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/158961909036692166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/emceeing-was-terrible-i-was-so-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-159753436103865939</id><published>2011-10-26T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T03:19:53.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daily dose of one direction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lto16oDHEA1r3cpneo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lto16oDHEA1r3cpneo1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;yes i know i'm annoying, seriously people stop reading my blog i feel so violated knowing that I had more than 1200 blog views (ok this is probably super little compared to nicole's but you see i am not nicole chua and thus have a lot less of a conscience to practise censorship so i post a lot of things that are not meant to be read by a lot of people.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;also shit im so stressed for tv, im sorry if hosting sucks ok, we can't guarantee you we'll be funny but i can promise you the acts are seriously good so please come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ok today harry is my favourite so you get a photo of harry:&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://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lto1lafb8Y1r4uhepo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lto1lafb8Y1r4uhepo1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my thoughts exactly harrold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-159753436103865939?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/159753436103865939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=159753436103865939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/159753436103865939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/159753436103865939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/daily-dose-of-one-direction.html' title='daily dose of one direction'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5580839073674116319</id><published>2011-10-24T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T04:39:10.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i'm letting one tiny comment affect me but seriously ok i hate it when people practically tell me to my face that i'm inadequate because trust me i tell myself that enough but when other people do it it just really gets to me and omg im so pissed ok i hate feeling so shitty and it doesnt help when other people have to rub it in ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like fine so maybe that A I got for Chem was luck but really did you have to take that one statement I made about a tiny possibility in taking Chem in JC if HP doesn't work it (probably won't.) and make me feel so freaking stupid!!!! I know I don't generally do well in Science but really did you have to tell me to my face that "Oh A levels are important, don't take Chem, A levels aren't about just passing you know." LIKE F YOU OK. It's not even like I was serious about taking Chem, its the fact that you are so freaking sure that my capabilities will bring me nowhere further than just-passing. LIKE YES I KNOW CHEM IS FREAKING DIFFICULT IN JC BUT WAS IT REALLY NECESSARY TO TAKE THAT GOOD FEELING I HAD ABOUT SCRAPING AN A IN CHEM AND BASICALLY JUST TWIST IT AND MAKE ME FEEL MORE STUPID THAN I ALREADY DO. YA SURE THIS IS FOR MY BEST INTERESTS, YOU JUST DON'T WANT ME TO FAIL MY A LEVELS, WHY THE F R U SO SURE I'M GOING TO FAIL MY As JUST BECAUSE I CONSIDERED (for like half a second) TAKING CHEM!!! I HATE FEELING STUPID AND INADEQUATE THE SCHOOL DOES A GOOD ENOUGH JOB OF DOING THAT!!! WHY ARE YOU SO FREAKING MEAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5580839073674116319?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5580839073674116319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5580839073674116319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5580839073674116319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5580839073674116319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-know-im-letting-one-tiny-comment.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5683613358607305715</id><published>2011-10-22T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T16:18:46.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so the reality of that possibly being the last time i'm on stage like ever just hit me, and now I can't go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like oh my god seriously?? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss everything so much, even though i hated it, it'll be so weird to think "oh options end at 5.30 i can go home now" instead of staying around in school till 11 in block H and being creeped out by having to maghrib myself and like idk its just so weird to think I don't need the script anymore (my script looks like shit and the pages are falling apart and it has all these scribbles like "What to tell pubs comm" and things completely unrelated like "Zayn Malik &amp;lt;3" (I am such a girls' school girl, I know)), and like its just so weird I cannot take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, okay at least I'm really happy it happened and I'm so happy so many people enjoyed it. It's just weird you know. Like if I don't join Players next year then that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even if I do join Players, it won't be the same you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like even the Q&amp;amp;A session reminded me how witty my batch is, like Jolyn when we were asked about why Lenora was so suicidal and we were explaining, then like she just proclaims "But death is never an option" which was one of her lines, and like Em being all in character when someone asked for her number and sigh I'm going to miss these people.&amp;nbsp;Haha and whattt it was so weird when some dude asked me if he could have some deodorant lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh its just so weird. Like hell yeah I'm happy it's over and I can study for Malay (and not disappoint Cikgu) but really, it's so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a completely unrelated note, please enjoy this photo of Zayn sleeping beautifully.&lt;br /&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;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/155760_131454736914445_111897562203496_189410_6377094_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/155760_131454736914445_111897562203496_189410_6377094_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so pathetic it's not even funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also i think elle fanning is gorjuz and i like looking at her. Yes i also search for tags of pretty girls on tumblr to torture myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lt15a4ug341qdoqu5o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lt15a4ug341qdoqu5o1_500.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ok that was completely random I shall try to sleep again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5683613358607305715?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5683613358607305715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5683613358607305715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5683613358607305715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5683613358607305715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/ok-so-reality-of-that-possibly-being.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-3058737955228068632</id><published>2011-10-22T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T09:04:57.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow-flagged</title><content type='html'>yes so even though I am shit exhausted from everything I am going to write this post while its still fresh in my head.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE FREAKING OWNED IT OUT THERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg i am so damn proud of us and what we've achieved in such a short period of time, all the pastamania/macs dinners, all the 11 pm nights in the KS Chee, all the stupid gdocs, that 4.30 am sleepover night, all the drama we had amongst us - the being uncertain about our abilities, the tension and blah, seriously everything was so worth it because we really wanted to put on a play that would make an audience laugh and cry and the fact is = WE SUCCEEDED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so proud of us for really sticking by what we had and going through with this even though we knew we had only 2 weeks. Everything was so last minute but really everyone pushed through and I'm so happy we did. I'm really really pleased with yellow-flagged, i like it a lot(: Like hello we finished script last friday like wtf haha then totally hardcored for the past week just on delivery and stuffz. AND OMG the drama with sounds - ziqah's thumbdrive with all the sounds screwed up on friday and then we couldn't open it and we had to go re-sourcing all the sounds at like 1 pm on the day of production (!!!!) That's why if you're a Mac user you would realise that a lot of the sounds we used was actually iLife sound effects (which is why macs are awesome ok don't even get me started on the whole mac vs pc issue.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT YA OK NOT THE POINT. POINT IS I AM VERY PROUD OF EVERYONE AND OMG I LUV OUR PLAY BUT I LUV THE AUDIENCES MORE &amp;lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok maybe not so much the annoying noisy boys from today who kept making disruptive noises during all the not-meant-to-be-funny scenes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT YA THE OTHERS WHO CAME DOWN AND SUPPORTED US AND BELIEVED IN US AND HOW WE WERE WORTH $10 AND GAVE US SO MANY HUGS AND FLOWERS (honestly felt like Eliza Doolittle in My Fair Lady you guyss so sweet omg i have so many flowers seriously lol) AND LOVE AND OMG U ALL R SO AMAZEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha shit tv is next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-3058737955228068632?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/3058737955228068632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=3058737955228068632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/3058737955228068632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/3058737955228068632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/yellow-flagged.html' title='yellow-flagged'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-5635640564175109374</id><published>2011-10-21T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T07:43:22.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>being happy is fun, hope tomorrow is as good as today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay i luv my frenz tanks yew for coming tonight all of you &amp;lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-5635640564175109374?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/5635640564175109374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=5635640564175109374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5635640564175109374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/5635640564175109374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/being-happy-is-fun-hope-tomorrow-is-as.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-8213444480494727230</id><published>2011-10-20T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:21:22.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i still love this boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LUjn3RpkcKY" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forever and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes he's disgusting and gross and dresses like a chav but i still luv bieber fo eva!!! HE IS SO GORJUZ AND BIG NOW OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find this slightly worrying because it seems that all guys i fangirl over have some sort of douchey thing about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ok i will save that for another blog post (when i'm free(er))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA TOMORROW IM SO SCARED+EXCITED OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-8213444480494727230?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/8213444480494727230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=8213444480494727230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8213444480494727230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/8213444480494727230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-still-love-this-boy.html' title='i still love this boy'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LUjn3RpkcKY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-766068266577796091</id><published>2011-10-14T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T08:23:24.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did badly for everything ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed m2 HAHA OMG JOKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did okaaay for m1 which i think is better than just my pass for math the other time round so yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh idk how the interview went don't think i got it but whatever la it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im v stressed for drama (!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-766068266577796091?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/766068266577796091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=766068266577796091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/766068266577796091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/766068266577796091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/did-badly-for-everything-i-passed-m2.html' title=''/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319118476982520642.post-4884060646802135645</id><published>2011-10-13T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T00:55:03.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't be ignant dog.</title><content type='html'>irrelevant title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sick and i have to be in school in half an hour for drama, 12 hours after drama ended haha. Yes if you follow me on twitter you would have seen my desperate attempts at trying to get one of my fav twitter boiz to rt me because i was finally awake at a time where I stood a better chance of getting rted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get rted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point is, we're putting a lot of hours into this. i hope its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319118476982520642-4884060646802135645?l=startednothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/feeds/4884060646802135645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8319118476982520642&amp;postID=4884060646802135645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4884060646802135645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8319118476982520642/posts/default/4884060646802135645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://startednothing.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-be-ignant-dog.html' title='don&apos;t be ignant dog.'/><author><name>amirah...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08788257902279596951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
