<?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-6536903397316090194</id><updated>2012-03-03T14:31:40.057+11:00</updated><title type='text'>mszmandi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536903397316090194.post-4968722815375737243</id><published>2012-03-03T14:05:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2012-03-03T14:30:00.502+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's such a gloomy ass day today. This type of weather just makes me want to sit on my bum and do nothing. But no! I have to cross everything off my to-do list LOL. I write one out pretty much every Saturday, if I'm not going out. MARDI GRAS today and I'm so dissapointed because I was so excited for it, but no way am I bothered in this weather.. and nothing to wear either. Oh yeah and also I'M FUCKEN SPEWWINNNN over missing out on One Direction concert. I'M GOING TO GO CUT MYSELF NOW :'( jokes. Apparently the tickets sold out in 8 minutes. And Vee, who went to get our tickets, was in line waiting to pay but JUST missed out. Sad life. My friend is so smart. She got her mum to buy them online as soon as it hit 9am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much going on at school these days grrr. It's so different, Year 10 and Year 11. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, Year 7 to 8 - same thing, Year 8 to 9 - same thing, Year 9 to 10 - same thing, but then &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Year 10 to 11 - BAM shit gets serious. &lt;/span&gt; Other than a bunch of assignments, homework, and school stuff, I'm also in need of a job, go city and do some business hehe, need to go Bankstown to meet with people who are buying stuff off me, make time to see Angel who's been MIA, cut my hair, ETC ETC. The list goes on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally updated my phone to iOS or whatever it's called LOL. HAHA I'm so delayed. So I guess&lt;br /&gt;I can text almost everyone for free now (since 99% of the humans on this earth have an iphone). Yay. Save my family's broke ass some money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else..what else. Well, tomorrow I will be at my mum's work place per usual, being a busy motherfucker. And omg I need to hurry up and finish reading the book 'To Kill A Mockingbird'. It took me about fucking 3-4 weeks to read half the book. -_- Shame on me.. but the language is so difficult to understand. I feel like I literally have to read every individual word and process each word one by one LOL. My plan is to be reading a new book every 2 or 3 weeks, but this stupid law story is so hard to get into. But I'm determined to finish! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to change my blogspot skin or something. It looks so boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4968722815375737243?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4968722815375737243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/03/its-such-gloomy-ass-day-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4968722815375737243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4968722815375737243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/03/its-such-gloomy-ass-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-3793378572059746826</id><published>2012-03-01T19:43:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T19:55:14.141+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to go to the One Direction concert and make sexy eye contact with my babes. :) I must go to the One Direction concert and make sexy eye contact with my babes! If I end up not going, I'll be sitting at home depressed, like when I missed out on Eminem when he was in Australia. :( And I wouldn't want that to happen again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3793378572059746826?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3793378572059746826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/03/i-want-to-go-to-one-direction-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3793378572059746826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3793378572059746826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/03/i-want-to-go-to-one-direction-concert.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8958061252873438862</id><published>2012-02-17T20:02:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T21:00:28.000+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I had an okay day. Well actually I'm just guessing it was okay cos I kinda already forgot what I did today at school HAHAHA. I keep forgetting to blog omg! I'm already facebooking, tumblring, twittering, youtubing, and instagraming everyday. Far outtt, I want to write for the schools monthly newsletter but no one will do it with me, wahhh! :( I need something interesting to write on my resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me have a think of what happened at school today.. well, I thought I was so sure that I would be keeping Hospitality for two years, but today we started cooking and FUCKK, it's so different from food tech. It's so much more stressing and more serious. And my teacher is a fucking asshole. She's so bossy and demanding and expecting us to be perfect. Well, my mind kind of blew up during that first period today so I changed Hospitality to CAFS today. I hope I made the right choice....! I just need my mum to sign the sheet, then it's official and I'll be moved. But I really hope I don't regret the switch?!?! My CAFS class includes (omg fucking heck LOL) Janet, Christina, and Sally. HAHAHAHHAHA I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW I'LL EVER GET ANYTHING DONE WITH THEM NEXT TO ME. Well APPARENTLY, according to Janet, the teacher is able to control the class. I'll just have to wait and see lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure Thing - Miguel, is playing at the moment and it's such a good song, I never realised. LOL. And all of Drakes songs.. ugh, so good. Anyway, I really like Legal Studies so far, even though it's so much work and essay writing. :\ The contents interesting. And my teacher is really good too. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what else. Well, I really need to go shopping and buy new clothes! I went on a few shopping sprees during the holidays which is how I've survived no shopping for like.. I'd say, a month now? But I need to update my wardrobe!! :) Oh yeah, I went through this huge box under my bed today with all my past school photos, old birthday cards, etc. Haha, so many memoriesss. I feel like nothing is changing as each day of my life goes by, but then when I look back at a few years previous, everything was so DIFFERENT. And wtf, I didn't know that I had a bunch of school work and assignments from Year 7 kept under my bed. I was reading some story that I wrote for an assignment. My vocabulary, grammar, and whatever, was so SHIT! AHAHA wow I never realised how much my brain has changed too LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My asian eye tape shits is working pretty well. I reckon I'll be able to get a bigger crease for my eyes without surgery anymore! And I was so sure that I was going to get the surgery when I was older. Now, maybe I won't need to. ^__^ But the problem is, I've already used up two sheets and onto my third, which isn't enough for the crease to stay permanently yet! And I need more but I got the tape shits from China. :s And the ones they sell here are crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for today. I've been procrastinating so much after school lately! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8958061252873438862?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8958061252873438862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/02/today-i-had-okay-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8958061252873438862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8958061252873438862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/02/today-i-had-okay-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4142332856102024928</id><published>2012-02-08T20:42:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T21:22:35.661+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow I still can't believe we're in Year 11 already. We're seniors. I still remember starting Year 7 and thinking 'We were seniors in primary but now we're juniors. It'll be a long time till we're seniors again!' And now we are. It's so WEEeeIIIRRrrrDD. I've learnt a lot during these past few years - not only through classes and school, but other things too. I used to be so crazy and maybe even immature. Even though I'm older and make smarter choices now, I kind of miss the obnoxious, carefree side of me. In my mind I'm still the same. I think I've gained confidence in some ways, but lost confidence in other ways too... if that makes sense LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look back at old pictures, our hair has changed and our faces slightly older.. our bags are bulkier and we're now carrying folders.. (omg that rhymes HAHAHA), but we're still the same people. Seriously though, where did all those years go?! We've been through four years of highschool already! CRAZAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly if I could rewind time (even though I hate to regret things), I would of taken school more seriously. I could of learnt so much more! Instead, I bludged most of years 9 and 10. Also, I would of been more grateful for the friends I had at the time. It's the saddest thing to walk past someone on the streets, with only a 'oh hi' and then remembering how close you used to be. The friendship just flew out the fucking window?! And neither one of us was willing enough to chase after it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just hope I can keep up my new years resolutions. :) Whatever else comes my way in life, I'll be happy to accept it. Or find a way to deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4142332856102024928?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4142332856102024928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/02/wow-i-still-cant-believe-were-in-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4142332856102024928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4142332856102024928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/02/wow-i-still-cant-believe-were-in-year.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-3825292374189312279</id><published>2012-01-29T21:31:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T21:32:27.278+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh so fucking annoyed. I'm so tired, I just want to take a shower and go sleep already. T_________T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3825292374189312279?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3825292374189312279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/01/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-so-fucking-annoyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3825292374189312279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3825292374189312279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/01/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-so-fucking-annoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8427416901834964705</id><published>2012-01-26T00:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:48:38.442+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously I need to start updating more frequently! Okay.. from now on I'll stop lagging blog posts. Well, I just came back from two weeks in China and it was heaps FUNFUNFUN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh my, it was fucking freezing. An average day in my mums home town would be around &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-20 degrees.&lt;/span&gt; I had to wear so many layers until I looked like a big round ball. The most annoying thing about the weather would be once I finally put my whole outfit on and ready to leave the house, I'm already tired cos the clothes are so heavy LOL. And when I moisturise my legs, 2 hours later I look at them and they're already flaky and dry again. -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at my mums home town they had this huge place full of structures/buildings made out of just ICE with colourful lights inside. So pretttyyy. And you go up the stairs of the ice buildings then slide down HUGE slides made out of ice. We also watched these indoor performances of people dancing, doing acrobatics and shit on ice. I reckon that night was one of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijing's weather was a little less cold, around -5 degrees. Went&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Great Wall of China &lt;/span&gt;with brother and mum and OMG let me tell you, IT'S SO SCARY! :( I swear I always thought the Great Wall was just like walking on flat land? I never knew it was full built on mountains with super STEEP STAIRS! I had to hold on to the rails and walk like a turtle. :'( I felt bad cos my mum and brother wanted to walk more but I was too pussy so we left after walking up around 5 flights of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping so muchhhh, everything is so cheap there! Eg. Got all the Harry Potter movies 1-7 or whatever, for only $2 AUD. I was so overwhelmed. And their shops are so much better than Australia's *sigh, Australia has so little shops and brands compared to the rest of the world. Then... DUN DUN DUN, went to 'China Town' HAHA, which they made for tourists, where they full sell all different animals &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ON A STICK... TO EAT. &lt;/span&gt;BRB VOMITING. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Scorpions on a stick.. lizards.. spiders.. starfish.. bugs.. caterpillars..&lt;/span&gt; the list goes on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking about eating, I ate so much in China waaaah, gained weight. Everything was so delicious! Met my ching chong family almost every day, who would invite us to restaurants and shout us. I LOVE MY NEWLY MET RELATIVES. (a) Got around $400 AUD &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;red pocket money&lt;/span&gt; from relatives, then came back and got another $100 from gma. That will probably be the most I will ever get in my life for Chinese New Years. :( Too bad I spent the $400 in China already! My great grandpa is so cute, can walk pretty fast and so smart. + Looks so similar to my grandma lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough holiday talk. Whoever's reading this probably just scanned through and thought 'cool story bro' LOL. It's more like I'm just writing in my diary rofl. Apart from that, I've been pretty lazy since I came back. Rachael came over last night cos she needed to use internet and practice the RTA test for her L's. Then, ended up staying the night and left so early this morning while I was still sleeping. o_o That motherfucker never sticks around the next day, always leaves early as she already has other plans. HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will wake up and clean my room, hopefully. And I really want to put pictures on this post but I can't figure out how to get them the size I want. When I upload through blogspot the pictures are too small, and even if I use photobucket and resize to what I want, it doesn't turn out that size when I paste it here. Far out, annoying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8427416901834964705?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8427416901834964705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/01/seriously-i-need-to-start-updating-more_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8427416901834964705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8427416901834964705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2012/01/seriously-i-need-to-start-updating-more_26.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4926791862760472041</id><published>2011-12-31T22:35:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:20:07.395+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BACK (AGAIN).&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; HAPPY NEW YEARS EVE/NEW YEARS!!!&lt;/span&gt; And HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST NAIIDOGSZ. I'm sorry for not being with you to witness your blossoming into the age of 16. I hope you have a good NYE and birthday though, hehe. But I'm sure that I'll be seeing you soon. :3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lake Illawarra/Wollongong holiday was pretty fun! I loved it! Despite being sunburnt so bad that my whole back is brown and peeling like crazy. :( It itches so bad. We went beach every day yet I didn't use sunscreen because I didn't think it was necessary. I thought wrong, haha. Anyway, I had a good time. The holiday house we rented looked so ugly from the outside cos it was GREEN, but the inside was huge and nice. And our place was only a 2 minute walk from this freaking beautiful beach. My mum full brought blow up mini boats and shit to use in the waves LOL, it was so fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to sum up my week, I spent it going beach clearly, did some fail fishing, snorkelling, and OMG that snorkelling area we were at literally had those jellyfish from nemo EVERYWHEREEE in the water. When we first realised they were all over us we were like WTF they're gonna sting us and shit. But they seemed harmless so we stayed in for hours scooping up jellyfish lol. Went shopping, spent a lot of time near rocky places finding crabs like typical asians, rock climbing, sight seeing, spent one night at a random amusement park, and yeah shit like that. Plus way too much eating for my own good, waaa. :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me on to my New Years resolutions, which I'm just coming up with now rofl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; My diet.&lt;/span&gt; Less junk food/snacking, smaller portions, and more exercising. (Oh and no more buying my lunch at canteen everyday)&lt;-- that's gonna be a tough one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Two:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My studies.&lt;/span&gt; Listen in class, take down all notes, study for all tests, be more ORGANISED with assignments and homework etc. Use my diary! And do my best at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was about to add a third resolution about money, but nah.. money is uncontrollable LOL. I'll just try my best to get a job and do the money box thing like I did towards the end of this year. To help me save up money so I can splurge at the end of the year. *Crosses fingers that the world won't end in 2012?!?! HAHAHA. Although not a laughing matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for today.. I could go on forever tonight, but I should probably hurry up and check that my mum is still awake to watch fireworks on tv with me. :s Yep, no partying or city this year. It's weird to be at home for NYE for once. But yeah, I was too tired and not in the mood to be out and about tonight. But just before I go, I just need to scream WOoOooOOOoHOOOOO LILY IS BACK TO VISIT *CHEERINGGG! Now I'm just hoping she'll have at least a few days free for us!!! :@ Doesn't seem hard to achieve, but that girl is so fucking unpredictable these days. And I'm leaving for China in 11 days, and she's going camp or some fuckery. I'm scared we actually won't have as much time as desired to catch up, grrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I hope whoever is reading has a great New Years and best wishes to everyone hehe. :$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4926791862760472041?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4926791862760472041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-back-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4926791862760472041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4926791862760472041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4974659471681246453</id><published>2011-12-23T11:37:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T12:08:10.078+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BACK. :D I havn't blogged in ages! Or it feels like it's been forever. I almost forgot that I have a blog to update. :o Well, today I have a lot of things to do but I really cannot be bothered grrrrrr. I have to pack for Lake Illawarra today, as I am leaving tomorrow YAY. It better be fun. But my periods are delayed and are about to rush out of my vagina any day now, and if it does I can't go on rides if we go Jamberoo, WAAAAAA. :'( And tampons are NOT an option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping at Parra yesterday with ___ and OH MY, it was fucking crazyyy packed. AND THE SCARIEST THING was when we were sitting down eating at the food court, we noticed there were indians EVERYWHERE?!?! No matter where I turned my head, I would see a curry muncher. I was fucken trippin' balls! More Indians at Parra last night then at Homebush, which is supposed to be the curry munching destination! Anyway, there were heapsss of xmas-time sales at Westfields! This time of the year is so ASDFGHJFGHJ and crowded. Shopped shopped shopped, ate, shopped more, bumped into people, got tired, went home. Westfields closed at midnight, would be mad if we stayed till then! Should of, would of, could of, didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get heaps of stuff, cos I was tired and it was getting late. Two pairs of shorts (one which got soaked by ___'s drink, THANKS CUNT), a top, and most importantly, my mums Christmas present. The day before, I went shopping with Rach and I saw the scent stick thing 'sweet pea and jasmine' scent by Ecoya, that I wanted to get my mum, but they sold out of stock. I was so devastated. But then, last night I found it at Parra YAYYY *cheering. Costed me $60 though *sigh. My mum better like it. And if she doesn't, then I'll use it hehe. I have to bring it in my luggage to Lake Illawarra then put it under our tree at our holiday house. My family and two other families are all buying each other presents LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably clean my room now, so when I return home on NYE *tear, my room will be nice and tidy. I guess I'll be watching the fireworks on tv this year HAHA. :o) Well that is all. Time for lunch nomnom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAREWELL for 7 days!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4974659471681246453?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4974659471681246453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4974659471681246453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4974659471681246453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-7478806937964721973</id><published>2011-12-12T21:16:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T21:36:08.870+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The previous weeks weather has been total crap! And judging by the weather predictions for this week, the weather is going to continue being crappy. And now I am highly doubting that it will be hot enough in time for Jambaroo, waaaaa. :'( Why are we getting cloud and rain during Summer? I've already prepared my wardrobe with new Summer clothes, but still not able to wear them, grrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got Hershey's chocolate at Costco today hehe. The extra creamy milk chocolate with toffee and almonds nugget is the best one, mmmm. Almost 2kg worth of Hershey's nuggets. I am going to get FAT! *sigh. I wish everything I ate went straight to my boobs LOL (dream on). Well, I just got home recently and spent like half an hour playing temple run. I suck, but it's so addictive. My brother's highest score is 3.something million, what the fuck? -.- What a freak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO BORED. I've run out of things to write about already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-7478806937964721973?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/7478806937964721973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/12/previous-weeks-weather-has-been-total.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7478806937964721973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7478806937964721973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/12/previous-weeks-weather-has-been-total.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2558592868028096682</id><published>2011-12-07T21:43:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:54:36.767+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guyz. I went shopping at DFO today. My goodness, that place just gets crappier and crappier. Actually, maybe it's cos I'm more picky with what I buy these days LOL. I'm hard to satisfy. Oh yeah, about the money box I've been shoving money in since August - I opened it with a can opener the other day LOL. Turned out, I had $200 worth of notes and $40 worth of coins. Well, I spent $60 of it today already *sigh. I swear, money disappears so fast!! And I only bought underwear and a shirt! But I guess scoring some comfy jumpers for free(which I've been meaning to get for a while) made me much more satisfied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG haha, in the morning when I met Sally at the bus stop, we literally just got there then these two viet ladies who are about to hop in a taxi are all like 'YOU GO TO DFO TOO?' And we're like 'um yeah' and they're like 'OK COME IN! WE GO DFO TOO! TAXI IS CHEAPER THAN WAITING FOR BUS!' Hell yeah, free ride! And the taxi ride was fucken funny as. We just sat there listening to an old man driver and an asian talk about having no money and winning the lotto LOL. I had a pretty tiring day involving 3-4 hours of walking zzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I just accidently bit off the white tip of my pinkie nail, ew. I can't wait to get my nails taken off tomorrow. They're looking fugly. I want my nails to recover so I can paint them red and green for Christmas hehe. I'm still devastated that I won't be here to go crazy shopping on Boxing Day sales! :( Yeah well I cbf to type anymore so goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2558592868028096682?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2558592868028096682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/12/hi-guyz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2558592868028096682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2558592868028096682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/12/hi-guyz.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-3994361102090554761</id><published>2011-12-04T01:17:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T02:34:58.365+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like seriously, right at this moment, I can't wait to get away from Sydney in the holidays. I can't wait to get away from things. I feel like my whole life is a mess that I need to re-organise! 'If you don't like something, change it. And if you can't change it, accept it' - a quote I always preach, but seldom practice. But I'm getting there, slowly.. :) I really hope I can end this year with atleast a little bit of satisfaction, something that it is lacking at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I wish I could go Eminem concert!!!!!!!! Sorry Naida. It seems so dumb that just when my mum quits her job and stops earning money, we plan two crazy expensive holiday vacations. When my mum had the money, she had no time, and now that she has time, she has no money LOL. Fuck our lives! And fuck my dad for not giving me or my brother one cent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I watched Breaking Dawn Part 1 last week or something. It was pretty good. There were so many FUCKED UP intense scenes. Like OMFG, WHEN THE BABY CAME OUT OF BELLA WITH BLOOD ALL OVER IT. And Edwards holding her like she's so beautiful and precious. How can you expect me to take that scene seriously when the baby is drenched with disgusting vagina blood? Straight out I was about to vommit in the cinemas. But anyway, it was an interesting movie. I enjoyed it hahaha. :) Weirdest ending. But I won't spoil it incase someone who's reading this hasn't watched it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these holidays, in my spare time, I hope to go gym as much as I can. Actually, right now, what's more important to me is my diet! I eat way too much junk food. :| And I have a big appetite too, so I just keep snacking and snacking till I get so bloated that I look like a balloon. Haha, ONLY TO EVER HAPPEN AT HOME. It's some extreme shit. ;) But seriouslyyyyy, I need to drink more water and eat more nutritious food lol. Omg I have such a sweet tooth. Dessert food is my best friend!! I don't think our relationship is very healthy though HAHA. :( Oh and when I said my 'diet' I did not mean I'm on a diet. I meant as in like my eating habits and stuff, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wellllll that is all for now. I can't think of anything else to write about. I should probably sleep, but I'm not tired grrrr. I blame caffeine. OH yeah, I started twittering hehe. The perfect place to post random thoughts and actions during my day that wouldn't be long enough to blog, and too stupid to status on facebook. And I like to limit my tumblr to certain things. I'm weird like that. My twitter is xmszmandi. Song I am currently listening to: Invisible - Skylar Grey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3994361102090554761?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3994361102090554761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/12/like-seriously-right-at-this-moment-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3994361102090554761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3994361102090554761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/12/like-seriously-right-at-this-moment-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-168675373538958067</id><published>2011-11-25T23:33:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T23:33:00.264+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am I the only one making an effort to keep in touch? Go fuck yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-168675373538958067?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/168675373538958067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-am-i-only-one-making-effort-to-keep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/168675373538958067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/168675373538958067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-am-i-only-one-making-effort-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2273650351515922766</id><published>2011-11-24T20:20:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T21:53:06.092+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ASDFGHJDDFGHJK I'm spending Christmas at Lake Illawara. What the heck? I've never even heard of that place in my life! Whenever my family goes on holidays I never go, so my mum's making me go this time *sigh. Seven days there, from the 24th December. Then China for ten days, from the 11th January. WOOOOHOOOO :D It's only ten days but I'm still very grateful to my mum hehe. :$ She's so nice to me lately and let's me do what I want, etc. I guess she just understands me more now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a pretty okay day. Even though I spent 6 hours during the day being a busy motherfucker at the pharmacy by myself. I'm glad I went though. I need to be more independent rofl. After work, I shopped with Rach for about 3 hours, and am pretty satisfied with my purchases. :) I love sales, and I cannot wait for Christmas sales! OH WAIT, I WON'T BE HERE DURING THAT TIME..... FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK. SPEWINGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!! :'( What a big dissapointment. I was so pumped to go shopping on Boxing day and stuff. I guess I'll just have to make sure not to miss any sales pre-xmas. Also, I won't be able to full fill my plan of getting a job these holidays anymore, since I will be on holidays and committed to gym. Ahhhh, but I really wanted a job. I need the money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time for a shower! My room looks like the aftermath of an earthquake. Awesome... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O YEAH AND I WATCHED 'IN TIME' IT WAS SO GOOOOOOD. I'm usually into chick flicks and bullshit, but OMG IT'S SUCH A GOOD MOVIE, I can't get over it. And Justin Timberlake is so fucking sexy in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2273650351515922766?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2273650351515922766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/asdfghjddfghjk-im-spending-christmas-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2273650351515922766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2273650351515922766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/asdfghjddfghjk-im-spending-christmas-at.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-7908062265948699511</id><published>2011-11-23T12:28:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T12:52:53.589+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck this work experience shit! It's a load of bull. I think the main thing I hate about it would be my manager. He's so weird. He expects us to know exactly what to do when he doesn't even explain properly. And when he's pissed off at us for some reason, instead of being straight out about it, he stands there and hints us his thoughts by giving us this awkward look. IT'S SO WEIRD. But either way, I was up for going today because I guess I can put up with shit as long as I have a friend with me, but noooo Debra decides to be sick. This bitch, always sick. :( Well, hopefully next week at Lidcombe primary will be a better experience. Although, kids annoy me. I hope it's not awkward. I hope the kids arn't shy and shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god it is nice and sunny next week (hopefully not too boiling though). Right now, this rainy weather is putting me in such an unproductive mood! I'm so sick of winter weather. I've been craving Summer for weeks now!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, other than complaining, I could say that this week has been semi-ok, because at least we have no school. When year 11 (that sounds so old) starts, my goal is to be a top student............. HEHEHE. Or to do the best I can. We'll see how that goes. But seriously, I want to buy a planner/diary and write down when things are due. :) And keep it neat. I hate it when people write all over my diary and turn it messy cos then I can't keep all the notes organised and neat. And when things arn't nice and neat I can't operate my mind, ya know? haha. Like, I can never study in a messy room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today I will be watching the movie 'in time' (i think that's what it's called?). Anyway, what the fuck is that? Never heard of it. Better be good! Cinema's is such a rare place to go for me these days! I hope I don't see my manager or any workers from my work experience at Burwood........ THAT WILL BE AWKWARD SINCE I'M 'SICK' LOL. Wow I just realised I've had this face mask on my face for 47 minutes now when it's supposed to be on for 10 minutes. Off to wash my face now, toodles. Cbf to go out, such crap weather *sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-7908062265948699511?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/7908062265948699511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/fuck-this-work-experience-shit-its-load.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7908062265948699511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7908062265948699511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/fuck-this-work-experience-shit-its-load.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1632649301065722120</id><published>2011-11-16T19:58:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T19:58:52.239+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always feel like I need people more than they need me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-1632649301065722120?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1632649301065722120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-always-feel-like-i-need-people-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1632649301065722120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1632649301065722120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-always-feel-like-i-need-people-more.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8108622557774095641</id><published>2011-11-14T20:48:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:58:56.190+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's always the same old thing about you that really does my head in. Always the same thing. You repeat the same mistakes and stupid acts over and over and by now I would think you'd be a little more mature? Well, actually I do end up&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; thinking and believing &lt;/span&gt;that you're probably more mature now. BUT, then you do some shit that just proves me wrong again and dissapoints me. It's the littlest things. Really. The most simple things that you think isn't a big deal, and you can get away with - those things, I FIND OUT. It's a small world and shit spreads fast. I really don't know if there are even &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; things that I still don't know, but what I do know, is that there is a load of stuff I know about you, that you don't know I'm aware of. What I dislike the most, would probably be when I tell you over and over not to do a certain thing because it is wrong, and you somehow manipulate my thoughts until I agree with every word you say, and then you continue by telling me that it won't happen again, but then it does. I love you a lot but you also annoy me a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8108622557774095641?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8108622557774095641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-always-same-old-thing-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8108622557774095641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8108622557774095641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-always-same-old-thing-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-6228552651347484945</id><published>2011-11-07T20:10:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T20:11:44.974+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My laziness towards studying is overwhelming me. School certificate doesn't count towards anything, right? :| I really want to study for maths and civics but ughhhhhh, fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-6228552651347484945?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/6228552651347484945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-laziness-towards-studying-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6228552651347484945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6228552651347484945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-laziness-towards-studying-is.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-949616057785562186</id><published>2011-11-02T22:10:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T22:28:41.263+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a strong prediction that from this week onwards, it will be quite a busy fucking rest of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do list: &lt;br /&gt;- Buy a formal dress &lt;br /&gt;- Find a clutch and heels to match&lt;br /&gt;- Study for SC&lt;br /&gt;- Go shopping and cross off everything on my 'need to buy' list&lt;br /&gt;- Go shopping for appropriate Work Experience clothes&lt;br /&gt;- Get bass control ticket&lt;br /&gt;- Cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;- Hand in notes and pay school fees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-949616057785562186?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/949616057785562186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-strong-prediction-that-from-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/949616057785562186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/949616057785562186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-strong-prediction-that-from-this.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2053249325864269934</id><published>2011-11-01T09:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:04:27.772+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't fucking underestimate me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2053249325864269934?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2053249325864269934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-fucking-underestimate-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2053249325864269934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2053249325864269934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-fucking-underestimate-me.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-3885291738200264289</id><published>2011-10-28T22:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T22:16:16.104+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just want to meet someone completely new who will change&lt;b&gt; everything&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3885291738200264289?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3885291738200264289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-just-want-to-meet-someone-completely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3885291738200264289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3885291738200264289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-just-want-to-meet-someone-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8348066764990427804</id><published>2011-10-26T21:22:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:01:55.641+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I reckon I had a pretty good day today. School was a little different than the usual. First, Visual Design, where Angela and I spent the hour drawing our bad ass poster for the school's art exhibition. We full put effort and drew a sugar skull, my genius idea. :D Then, English, which thank god we got a sub today cos fuckkkkk, yesterday my teacher chucked the maddest rage at my whole class because apparently we all 'plaigerised' in our assignment, which I think I did? Fuck, I don't even remember lol. But seriously, yesterday was the most intense English class we ever had ahaha. But today my lovely friends helped me correct my short story hehe. Bunch of smart bitches. Science - oh my jeebuz, my class is the most loudest fucking farm of animals. And today I spent the whole lesson actually trying to be a good student and all I get from everyone is, 'Omg Mandi, you're actually listening?' and 'Woah Mandi, why are you suddenly listening in class?' Then period 4, PDHPE. Hahahaha fucking funniest shit out! The teacher full taught us how to put a condom on a dick and demonstrated on some dick shaped thing. Full learnt about rape, sex, and all the different things you can shove up your vagina to prevent pregnancy lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I tried sweet potato chips at KFC today with Debra and let me tell you, their so weird!! Quite disgusting, but we still managed to eat it all up cos we're pigs. I literally walked in every freakin shop at Burwood Westfields today, looking for work experience. It was so tiring and repetitive! Most of them either didn't take work experience, or students have already gotten the spots before us. We ended up with two hair stores who took down our numbers, and a chemist who accepted, so I guess I'll be chillin' at a chemist for a week (or two). HAHAHA, how gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to write my resume soon but the problem is I have no experiences, references, or achievements? HAHAHAHAHA I'M SUCH A FAIL. I literally cannot even think of one achievement I've done? :'( *sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing, NOOOO my mother is leaving tomorrow to China!!! What the fuckery? &lt;div&gt;I didn't even know till now. :'( She'll be there for a week and she's going to go to a university reunion, LOL. Too cute. But I'm going to miss my bitch of a mother. And school certificate is coming up, and I usually rely on her to help me memorise my study notes! Now whattt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all for today. Toodles my noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8348066764990427804?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8348066764990427804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-reckon-i-had-pretty-good-day-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8348066764990427804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8348066764990427804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-reckon-i-had-pretty-good-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-3792951787738480435</id><published>2011-10-25T17:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T17:21:03.736+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck. I hate having noone to talk to about things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3792951787738480435?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3792951787738480435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3792951787738480435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3792951787738480435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4949597059441713391</id><published>2011-10-17T19:59:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T20:27:46.196+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear I'm seriously the most non productive person. I always say to myself ok when I go home I'm going to do this that, but does anything ever get done? No. :'( Particularly today. I didn't do anything worthwhile today except eating lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG, I watched Jason Derulo perform yesterday. :D I thought he was ugly but after seeing him on stage, I change my mind. He's pretty hot. Parramatta Westfields was packed full of screaming bitches from ground level up to the freakin fifth or w/e level. It was a lil craycray. Vee and I literally went up and down the escalators like 10 times, as well as walking in circles 985467 times to try and find a decent spot. And after failing to sneak through a cafe to the VIP section, we ended up on the side grrrr. I guess I can't complain though, cos we could see him well enough. Although I was on my tippy toes the whole time and when it finished my legs were so fucking sore! And it was so crowded, I was sweating like a motherfucker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and we met Helen afterwards and did some sad window shopping as we are broke bitches. Oh and Jason Derulo came back after a bit to do autographs and I got to be a few metres away from him. I feel so privileged. &lt;3 Idk if that's the word lol. And then we ate. And ended up going karaoke - just as three. HAHAHAHA, don't judge. We had nothing else to do and it was too early to go home! And then.. ate some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was pretty much my Sunday. This week, I hope to go shopping (even though I say that almost every blog post). But yeah, rofl. The money I've been saving up and planning to spend at the end of December - Idk, I want to break the money box now and use it. Haha I'm dying for money! I'm too scared to ask my mama for money now. :o( I badly want to get a job but I'm too shy lol. :$ Plus, there's no where suitable. I'm too picky. Now that I think about it, I'm picky about everything. I picture things exactly the way I imagined it or planned it out in my head, and refuse to accept anything different. That's bad.. right? But then, if it doesn't work out the way I want, in the end I always give in and let it be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckkkkkkkkkkk I need to find a fucking formal dress. I'm never going to find a formal dress!!! Because like I said, I'm really picky! I can actually picture the exact dress I want in my head. The colour, style, material, and everything. :) Now I just have to find it. LOL. Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4949597059441713391?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4949597059441713391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-swear-im-seriously-most-non.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4949597059441713391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4949597059441713391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-swear-im-seriously-most-non.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1235465251863076916</id><published>2011-10-15T17:20:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T17:36:21.013+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“When I was young, I used to pray for a bike. Then I realized God doesn’t work that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So, I stole a bike and prayed for forgiveness”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;HAHAHA too true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi guize, I'm bored per usual. Actually, I'm really tired cos I ate too much for lunch. You know when you feel sleepy after eating so much? LOL. My mum makes such yummy food on Saturdays! It's the only day she actually has time to do something at home, since she's always at work *sigh. But my mums quitting her job waaaa :'( I gotta learn to save now. She's hated her job in the city ever since she started it cos it was too much stress and she hated her boss. She full photocopied this letter her boss wrote to her as proof that he's racist cos in it he says that all chinese people are dishonest and she wants to call human resources or something and report him HAHAHAHHA. &lt;b&gt;G.a.n.g.s.t.a.&lt;/b&gt; Rofl jk. I just found that funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok well I just realised I really don't have much to write about today. 8) I just wanted to post that quote above but didn't want to just leave it at that since my last 2 posts have just been quotes too. I guess I'm going to do an assignment or something idk.. but I have a big list of incomplete school stuff ugh. Oh yeah, Janet and I full counted how many English assignments we've gotten this year...TEN. And that's only one subject! Is that even normal?! -.- &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/6536903397316090194-1235465251863076916?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1235465251863076916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-i-was-young-i-used-to-pray-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1235465251863076916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1235465251863076916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-i-was-young-i-used-to-pray-for.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-7201628233000232848</id><published>2011-10-11T21:08:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T21:08:31.770+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'You should not let the opinion of others define who you are'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-7201628233000232848?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/7201628233000232848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-should-not-let-opinion-of-others.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7201628233000232848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7201628233000232848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-should-not-let-opinion-of-others.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-6752710244075402601</id><published>2011-10-11T20:09:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:09:38.871+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'It's not about how others look at me. It's about how I look at myself'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-6752710244075402601?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/6752710244075402601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-not-about-how-others-look-at-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6752710244075402601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6752710244075402601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-not-about-how-others-look-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1575023733191769827</id><published>2011-10-07T17:28:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:57:52.182+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helloooooo. I've had a good day so far, and I have no idea how time went by so fucking quick cos it's already 5:30 and I feel like I just woke up?! :s Anyway, OMG IVY NGO IS SO FREAKING CUTE, she made my day!! It's around 1 or 2pm and I'm all cosy in bed sleeping and she calls me and goes 'What are you doing? Come out right now, I'm at Homebush Station'. I'm like WTF, trippin' balls, didn't know what the hell was happening haha. So I got up and took the quickest shower of my life and went out and I see her with a card and flowers for me. Too cute. And when I got home and read the longgg ass birthday card she wrote me, it made me so happy hahahah. :$ 'You're a clean freak aswell, so maybe I should of bought you hand sanitiser??' LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now I am waiting for my mum to come home from work so we can go out and eat food WOOHOO. I've been starving myself all day so I can enjoy my dinner. I hope I don't die from tiredness tonight. I'm hooked on Pretty Little Liars and was watching it till 3 this morning. Johnno and Vee are so cute. They called me at exactly 12... oh wait, actually they called me like 3 minutes too early hahha, full sang happy birthday and shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I can't wait to go shopping sometime soon. Around August or something, I bought one of those money boxes from the $2 stores which can only be opened with a can opener or some shit, and I've been stuffing in a bunch of notes and coins every week. I'm planning to open it closer to the end of the year and go crazy shopping. I dunno how much is in it atm but it feels like I've put around $200 or more so far. :) That + my birthday money = An upgraded wardrobe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my $40 tweezers grrrr, havn't plucked my eyebrows in days and if I don't find them soon my face will grow into a bush! Lol jokes, over exaggeration. Oh yeah, and apparently I have an English assignment due first thing on Monday, wtf? Why would a teacher make the due date on the first day back... zzz, cbf. WHEREE IS MY MAMA, AND WHY IS IT RAINING, booo. It was so surprisingly hot earlier today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-1575023733191769827?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1575023733191769827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/helloooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1575023733191769827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1575023733191769827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/helloooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-7859547509328355157</id><published>2011-10-04T16:35:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T17:12:28.294+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so sick. I ate way too much chocolate. :( I'm so fucking bored. These past few days have gone by so slooow. All I want to do right now is go shopping! :'( I'm trying to watch Pretty Little Liars but for some reason, out of all days, my internet is being super slow today and it's taking forever to load videos. :'( I should clean my room. It is in a mess as usual. Seriously I feel like I clean my room all the time. I do not know how the fuck random clothes and bags and junk food accumulate all over the place in just a few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-7859547509328355157?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/7859547509328355157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-feel-so-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7859547509328355157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7859547509328355157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-feel-so-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-505139296937735956</id><published>2011-09-30T17:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T17:07:35.310+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlG3l2nTJgk/ToVqr8TcAsI/AAAAAAAAABY/b1E5B0sb_HE/s1600/tumblr_lrr2vp8D1o1qzq5dao1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlG3l2nTJgk/ToVqr8TcAsI/AAAAAAAAABY/b1E5B0sb_HE/s320/tumblr_lrr2vp8D1o1qzq5dao1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658045810015470274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-505139296937735956?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/505139296937735956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/505139296937735956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/505139296937735956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-hlG3l2nTJgk/ToVqr8TcAsI/AAAAAAAAABY/b1E5B0sb_HE/s72-c/tumblr_lrr2vp8D1o1qzq5dao1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536903397316090194.post-6161667215098374980</id><published>2011-09-28T19:49:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T20:28:44.378+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a day. I got 4 hours of sleep last night because Johnno the fucktard decides that he feels like sitting at a rapist park at 2am. And on our way back a bat almost flies into me and Vee and made us shit brix. :( I am such a committed person, full got up at 10 and took a journey home to change and go to gym, but noooooo, Sophia and Hannah plans otherwise. So instead, we swapped a good workout for food at Burwood. LOL, fucking typical. Why is it that my precious money is always wasted on food? It just goes in one end and comes out the other and into the toilet bowel at the end of the day anyway!! What a waste of money! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead tiredd. Too much walking today, from start till end. Walked from Johnnos to Chester Hill station, Homebush station to my place, then back again, then WALKED UP AND DOWN BURWOOD ROAD 100 TIMES cos we're retarded and couldn't decide where we wanted to eat. Oh yeah, and spent a good 20 minutes in the 3 mobile store playing tetris on their tab and facebooking on their computers lol, until the lady comes along and realises Sophia's using the stores mobile phone credit, idiot. :L &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mums just casually talking so fucking loud on the phone. Fucken asian parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-6161667215098374980?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/6161667215098374980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6161667215098374980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6161667215098374980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-5092249721207899128</id><published>2011-09-27T11:02:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:23:36.686+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, we all know you make fake accounts on facebook and use them to comment your own photos calling yourself hot and pretty, as well as liking your own statuses and photos, etc. We all know how low you are, lying about photoshoots and modelling or whatever crap. And no, we are not that dumb in the head. You have underestimated us, because we see right through your little acts. Goodness me, stop embarrassing yourself. Come on, you're smarter than this. &lt;br&gt;I could almost say that you're pretty lucky that none of us have the guts to confront you and embarrass you. It's about time you admit your low acts before our temptations erupt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-5092249721207899128?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/5092249721207899128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes-we-all-know-you-make-fake-accounts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5092249721207899128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5092249721207899128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes-we-all-know-you-make-fake-accounts.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-6255569807425307948</id><published>2011-09-24T22:10:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T22:29:23.625+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a good day today. Spent it at Susans, like I said I would in my last post. Caught up with the Canterbury sluts n hoes. ;) What did we do? &lt;b&gt;ATE SO MUCH! ALL DAY LONG!&lt;/b&gt; and talk about pregnancy and retarded shit LOL. Her mum is so cute. She came in every freakin 10 minutes with a new plate of food lol! Then after we left Alicia and Susan to watch their stupid footy game haha, and I was PLANNING to go home, but NOOOO they end up dragging me to Bankstown Windows! But it was all good. Sophia's whole family came along and joined in, took our chairs and all that. ;) I know you're reading this Sophia. Then after that me, the duck, and the pumpkin all planned to walk to station and go home but we somehow ended up train riding it all the way to city cos noone felt like going home ahaha. Oh, + the ducks lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired. It's been a good start to the holidays, with friends today, shopping yesterday, and hopefully gym tomorrow. Ahhh, it's going to be fucking raining this whole week. HOW GAY! Why couldn't it be nice and sunny for the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My to-do-list for tomorrow (because I have no life and have nothing else to blog about):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Clean messy room&lt;br /&gt;- Repaint nails&lt;br /&gt;- Take pictures of shit and upload onto tumblr shop&lt;br /&gt;- Either gym or treadmill&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/6536903397316090194-6255569807425307948?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/6255569807425307948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/had-good-day-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6255569807425307948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6255569807425307948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/had-good-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-5790952137399204252</id><published>2011-09-23T19:20:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:43:22.018+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOOO HOLIDAYS!! CHEERING! :) Yes, I fucking went school the last week, including today, the last day, cos ALL my trials tests were on the last days, ughh. I failed so bad, even after a decent amount of studying lol. At least school finished at 11ish today! Then I went home, changed, and met Rach at Burwood, saw Debra the cutie patootie, then went Parra for some shopping. I didn't even get the main thing I wanted, which was a bunch of summer clothes. Haha. Oh well, I still got a bunch of shit that's been on my 'things to buy' list. I ate Subway yum. Subway is always such a satisfying meal hehe. :) I was dying of hunger all day. My legs kill from all the walking. Oh and Rach got her belly pierced!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG a fucking bug flew into my eye today when I was walking home before from station! Yuuuuuckkk! I was just casually walking and it was dark so I can't see clearly or w/e then out of no where some shit just FLYS INTO MY EYE. :'( Almost had a spaz attack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep having scary dreams. Like, last time when I had a dream about thousands of babies and toddlers drowning on the beach and dying on the sand and there was this one baby who was crawling towards me screaming for help then all these ants starting crawling on her. :( *Shivers. Then the next day in maths class I was telling Janet about my dream of babies on the beach while we were solving some maths sheet thing where you gotta solve the equations to find the answer to the riddle, and the answer was 'THE SHORES OF THE DEAD SEA'. HOW CREEPYYYY, I ALMOST CRIED. :'( The other week I had a dream that my brother died, and last night I had a dream that Rachael died. What is wrong with my head?!?!?! That baby dream is fucking haunting me. I can still picture the dream so clearly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho, tomorrow I am seeing my dear Canterbury friends. &amp;lt;3 How dare they live life without me! Kickback at Susans. :o) Happy holidayssssssss to everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-5790952137399204252?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/5790952137399204252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/wooooo-holidays-cheering-yes-i-fucking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5790952137399204252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5790952137399204252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/wooooo-holidays-cheering-yes-i-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-7944393525270190274</id><published>2011-09-20T16:52:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:52:59.491+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;'Confession: I'm not half as strong as I seem'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-7944393525270190274?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/7944393525270190274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/confession-im-not-half-as-strong-as-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7944393525270190274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7944393525270190274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/confession-im-not-half-as-strong-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-202732801789206610</id><published>2011-09-07T22:21:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:22:11.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't worry about me. Just forget about me. Everyone does anyway. It's okay. I'm getting used to it now. Or at least that's what I tell myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-202732801789206610?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/202732801789206610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-worry-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/202732801789206610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/202732801789206610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-worry-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2845572834608659542</id><published>2011-09-02T00:47:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:24:53.835+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's already SPRING, HOW CRAZY IS THAT? Crazy, right? This year has gone by so fast! But nothing interesting has really happened? :( For me, at least. Oh yeah, for 1st of September, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Rach. &amp;lt;3 To update from 2 posts down, I ended up choosing the subjects Maths, English, Hospitality, Food Tech, CAFS, and Business Studies. Is that a good choice? Me thinks not. LOL, ugh whatever, idk. If my subjects clash I am going to shoot myself. It took me so long to decide exactly what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, MY SCHOOL IS CORRUPTED. Today I saw a dead ibis on the grass omfg *vommit. It's body was like split in half with blood and guts and shit coming out *vommit. I'm scarred for fucking life! It looked like a bomb exploded in it's body or something ugh! Then I go to the toilets and the whole entire bathroom is decorated with fucking toilet paper. Who the heck is retarded enough to hang toilet paper all over the cubicles and shit. Just to get to a cubicle was a fucking quest, having to duck under toilet paper and hop over it too. LOL (over-dramatisation), but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for today. I'm tired. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2845572834608659542?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2845572834608659542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/gday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2845572834608659542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2845572834608659542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/09/gday.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-7644265244027329442</id><published>2011-08-30T20:23:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:26:03.253+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'This time will pass.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-7644265244027329442?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/7644265244027329442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-time-will-pass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7644265244027329442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7644265244027329442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-time-will-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-6967464056622298453</id><published>2011-08-18T21:46:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T22:13:11.327+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHH I'M SUPER CONFUSED ABOUT SUBJECT SELECTIONS. :( I seriously went to the information night at 6pm today convinced that I was only sure about 3 subjects - Maths, English, and Hospitality. I was so sure that I was no way on earth interested in any other subjects (except thinking of cafs too). Now that I'm back from information night my mind is fucking MIND BOGGLED. I somehow have been convinced that Legal studies is a possible subject choice. WTF? A few hours ago I was thinking that there is no way in hell that I would do that boring crap.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;100% sure subjects:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- General Mathematics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- English Standard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;90% sure subjects:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- CAFS - Community and Family Studies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Hospitality (VET)&lt;br /&gt;- Food Technology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Interested/thinking about subjects:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- Legal Studies&lt;br /&gt;- Modern History&lt;br /&gt;- Business Services (VET)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's 16 units. So I should drop 2 subjects from the above list. Right now I have two VET courses in mind, but I am planning to only do one. So then therefore I should drop Business Services, right? As I am more interested in Hospitality. BUTTT, that means if I do Hospitality, I am also doing FOOD TECH. Isn't that a lil cray-cray? Doing 2 subjects based around cooking food? It's too much yeah... but both have their pros and cons. Let me point out pros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hospitality:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Work experience at a restaurant for a week each year (how beneficial right? lol)&lt;br /&gt;- Heaps of cooking/less theory&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to prepare food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food Technology:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Learn about NUTRITION/health information (how beneficial right?)&lt;br /&gt;- Some cooking&lt;br /&gt;- Learn about cleanliness of food, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There are cons too but I cbf to list. Hospitality is more about SERVICE in the work industry relating to food, and learning cooking TECHNIQUES, eg. different ways to stuff with different knives, etc. Food Technology is more about the SCIENCE of food, eg. Why does food burn and turn black after cooking too long? etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh, I dunno. I like a bit of both. Should I do both? Should I????I think I'm going to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6536903397316090194-6967464056622298453?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/6967464056622298453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/ahhhhhhh-im-super-confused-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6967464056622298453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6967464056622298453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/ahhhhhhh-im-super-confused-about.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-9162038157512248741</id><published>2011-08-16T21:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:10:25.688+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;'They'll hate you if you're pretty. They'll hate you if you're not. They'll hate you for what you lack &amp;amp; they'll hate you for what you got.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-9162038157512248741?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/9162038157512248741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/theyll-hate-you-if-youre-pretty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/9162038157512248741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/9162038157512248741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/theyll-hate-you-if-youre-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8836608381144193364</id><published>2011-08-11T19:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T19:53:42.957+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am fascinated by strong opinions. I have strong opinions of my own, but rarely share them. I love food a little too much. I think overly skinny people with no curves honestly look disgusting and horrible, but at the same time, I am slightly envious. I am an over-procrastinator. I love pastel colours. People who worry about what others think irritate me. People who make small things a big deal irritate the hell out of me. I notice every little flaw on my face and body, and yours too. I'm not neat, but I have a habit of trying to be. I'm extremely self conscious. I seek for perfection that doesn't exist. I'm picky, I don't let others walk into my life easily, I'm awkward, and you probably won't agree with many of my opinions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8836608381144193364?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8836608381144193364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-fascinated-by-strong-opinions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8836608381144193364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8836608381144193364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-fascinated-by-strong-opinions.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1921973602315943925</id><published>2011-08-09T00:07:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T00:23:45.522+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SALLY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every muscle in my body is aching right now. :( But even though my body is tired my mind is just not sleepy. I have a stupid 'playbook' assignment to hand in for English tomorrow (wait actually, today, since it's past 12am now) which I specifically didn't go out after school today (wait actually, i mean yesterday lolol) so that I could go home and finish it. I started finishing it off at around 5pm all the way till 10pm which was about 2 hours ago. Guess what though, I'm not even close to done. Fuck my life or what. Screw it. I don't care if I hand it in incomplete now. I'm so over it, ugh. And I still need to do my Visual Design task which was due last term. &lt;div&gt;I think I'll just do it in Science first period. See? See what I have to go through at this horribly high education school! :( Haha that probably didn't make any sense. I can hear my mum watching chinese dramas in her room ahaha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's only Monday/Tuesdayyyy. Why can't it just be weekends already! I'm really not bothered for school this week. I really want to go shopping on the weekends, but I doubt that's happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'm gonna have a lot to do these weekends as well. Seriously I am just really bored right now. I think I'll just go youtube now. Here, I will leave you, my fellow reader, with a video to watch :o)    &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DqJgGZf_P3w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DqJgGZf_P3w&lt;/a&gt; &amp;lt;-- click it cunt.&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/6536903397316090194-1921973602315943925?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1921973602315943925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-to-sally-every-muscle-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1921973602315943925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1921973602315943925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-to-sally-every-muscle-in.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4733260531767136843</id><published>2011-08-06T22:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T22:32:04.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Just because something good ends doesn’t mean something better won’t begin."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4733260531767136843?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4733260531767136843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-because-something-good-ends-doesnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4733260531767136843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4733260531767136843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-because-something-good-ends-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-378360960306615451</id><published>2011-08-03T10:44:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T12:36:19.988+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_YuO5tiailA/TjyoSjoAHGI/AAAAAAAAABM/zZIoySiAWDk/s1600/tumblr_lnu8z8NoSp1qcjweco1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_YuO5tiailA/TjyoSjoAHGI/AAAAAAAAABM/zZIoySiAWDk/s320/tumblr_lnu8z8NoSp1qcjweco1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637565870315150434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-378360960306615451?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/378360960306615451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/bold-what-applies-graduated-high-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/378360960306615451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/378360960306615451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/bold-what-applies-graduated-high-school.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-_YuO5tiailA/TjyoSjoAHGI/AAAAAAAAABM/zZIoySiAWDk/s72-c/tumblr_lnu8z8NoSp1qcjweco1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536903397316090194.post-2030495547616277148</id><published>2011-08-01T20:46:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T21:17:12.435+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so fresh after showering. :') I love Herbal Essences, it smells so nice! And wowow the St. Ives Green Tea Scrub is really really good! It's gentle so you can use it everyday like a cleanser, and the exfoliating beads in it aren't like the fat chunky ones you get in other scrubs. http://www.stives.com/Facial-Products/Naturally-Clear/Naturally-Clear-Green-Tea-Scrub &lt;br /&gt;After using it my face feels like a baby's bottom. I wish I bought it earlier. I've been wanting it for ages but hesitated to buy it since I was dissapointed with  their Apricot Scrub (cos it felt way too harsh). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was random but I had to share. Anyway, about my weekends to do list from my previous post, GUESS WHAT HEHEHE. I ACTUALLY SURPRISINGLY CROSSED OFF EVERY TASK ON THE LIST! :D Despite the gay night I had on Saturday. I came out to Bankstown cos of SOMEONE!, and we all ended up standing around for an hour cos noone could make up their minds on what they wanted to do. 'Karoake? Eating? Ok, let's eat. But eat where? I dunno'. So after doing literally nothing for about 2 hours, I decided to fuck it and go home before I waste even more time. But when I got to the station around 9 my lovely mother came and picked me up and bought me kebab WOOOHOO. :) I felt much better after eating.. as I always do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to my to do list.. I ended up repainting my nails instead of cutting them. Seriously I really need to cut my nails super short though, cos I'm making some stupid clay pot at school, and my nails arn't even that long, but they get in the way when I haveto smooth out the inside of the pot. I also cleaned my room, and vacuumed too. Then on Sunday, OOMFG me and my mum went COSCO but I was so sad cos we couldn't even get in!!! We drove there, u-turned, and drove home, cos the car park was overloaded! Police full came to control it and shit. The queue of cars trying to get in was creating a.. (shit what's it called when there's too many cars on a big road and you can't even move)? It was a lil craazaay. So after feeling disappointed, we drove to woolies so I could buy my list of necessities, then went home, cleaned makeup brushes, did some school work, and happily crossed off the last thing on my list. :o) I'm so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused. Why am I suddenly writing so much in my blog posts again? I hope it stays this way, cos for a while there I was struggling to even think of anything to write about. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2030495547616277148?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2030495547616277148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-feel-so-fresh-after-showering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2030495547616277148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2030495547616277148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-feel-so-fresh-after-showering.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-3390712421079064500</id><published>2011-07-29T20:47:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T21:18:03.318+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. It's cold and it's Friday and it's only 8:52pm and I'm already bored and too lazy to do anything. Maybe I should see if there's any movies on tv!!! Infact, the only reason I'm blogging is because.. I'm just retarded. I'm really not bothered to do anything! Oh that reminds me that I have a huge TO DO LIST for these weekends hahahaaaa. :( Wanna read it? Sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Remove nail polish (even though that takes 2 minutes)&lt;br /&gt;- Cut nails very short (so I can work on my clay pot at school without nails being annoying fml)&lt;br /&gt;- GO TO COSCO! (my mum went last night and made it sound awesome)&lt;br /&gt;- Buy everything on my shopping list (just a bunch of essentials, nothing too interesting)&lt;br /&gt;- DO ASSIGNMENTS! (Science, Commerce, and more..kill me)&lt;br /&gt;- And homework too (Science, Visual Design, and more)&lt;br /&gt;- Clean room, and vacuum for once&lt;br /&gt;- Spot-clean makeup brushes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's only the MUST-DO list. LOL. I could think of way more but there would be no point adding it on cos it'll be a mission for me to even get through 2 points from that list above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anywho, school today was as usual. I guess.. well.. now that I think about it, today was a little different but I won't go into detail rofl. Oh and also I went to eat dimsim at Flemington with Sally afterwards! :) And porks buns.. and sesame balls.. etc.. haha. We just sat for a while and talked. Then we went station and missed our train a few times so we could sit and talk. Wow that sounds so BORING LOL. Nah but it was good. I forced her to tell me things because I love her so much.......not! OH YEAHH OMG THERE WAS A CAR CRASH INFRONT OF MY HOUSE! - or should I say my apartment, but OMG TWO CARS WENT BAMMMM (Not that I saw it happen. We just saw the driver talking to the cops and trying to convince them he was wearing a seatbelt). The back of the first car was fucken crushedddd and destroyed, and the front of the second car was crushhhhhhed and destroyed too. Sucks to be them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3390712421079064500?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3390712421079064500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3390712421079064500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3390712421079064500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2206851646729877033</id><published>2011-07-27T19:17:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T20:47:08.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;'I miss being a kid. No one cared how you dressed, we were all friends, and you could be yourself. When did we turn so judgmental?'&lt;/i&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/6536903397316090194-2206851646729877033?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2206851646729877033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/bald-what-applies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2206851646729877033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2206851646729877033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/bald-what-applies.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2324621833826094151</id><published>2011-07-23T21:32:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T21:55:23.499+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOO I WATCHED HARRY POTTER PART 2 TODAY! About fucking time, I feel so delayed! It was so good!!! I'm shedding tears that it's all over. :'( Hahah jokes, but really, it was so intense. I thought I'd get bored but I didn't. Things I discovered during the movie: Voldemort is fucking fat, Daniel Radcliffe is fucking hairy, and puberty is a fucking powerful thing - look at what Neville Longbottom turned into. He's so cute. Well anywho, after movies with school friends, I met Varessa and Naida at campsie then went Bankstown Chokolatta with them + Truong and Johnno. Omnomnom. I'm so sad, I always forget to bring my camera on days that I eat pretty food, damn it. Just got home now, it's so COLD outside, &lt;b&gt;thank the lord it didn't rain though. &lt;/b&gt;Since the past few days it's been pouring at this time of the night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was good but too bad I'm spending tomorrow cleaning my rubbish dump of a room and doing a Geography assignment due the next day. I have NO CLUE how to do it, ahhhhh! Omg and I need to decide what subjects to choose for Year 11! I'm definitely choosing hospitality (cook &lt;b&gt;food&lt;/b&gt; and learn about nutrition? hell yeah). That and maths are the only subjects I'm sure of. I'm thinking of CAFS - Community and Family Studies. It's the subject where you gotta carry around a fake baby for weeks LOL HOW GAY. But the teacher said you learn about taking care of kids and learning about broken families and stuff. I feel like that's important? Atleast it's more interesting than learning about History or Science or some shit. Fuck that! I don't understand people who are choosing Science or Chemistry or anything along those lines. :s &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stopped understanding that crap since I got my 'bunsen burner license' in Year 7 hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok this post is too long now. It's time to shower and tumblr, GOODBYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2324621833826094151?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2324621833826094151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/woooo-i-watched-harry-potter-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2324621833826094151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2324621833826094151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/woooo-i-watched-harry-potter-part-2.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8421603158501241408</id><published>2011-07-21T22:14:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T22:21:36.191+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today was my first day of school and tomorrow is the last day then weekends, YAYYY. Oh wait shit, NOOO. I HAVE ASSIGNMENTS DUE FIRST THING BACK. I didn't know they were due, damn it. :( I want to go shopping. That's all I ever want to do. I just want to go shoppinggg! And eat pretty food. I want a Louis Vuitton speedy. That's it. Get me a speedy and my life is complete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8421603158501241408?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8421603158501241408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-today-was-my-first-day-of-school-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8421603158501241408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8421603158501241408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-today-was-my-first-day-of-school-and.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-21650998186595241</id><published>2011-07-18T20:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T20:40:55.104+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CAN'T WAIT ANY LONGER FOR SUMMER. :( I'm so sick of this ugly season! I want to wear cute clothes not dull long sleeve shit. Everyone dresses so black and boring in Winter. I want to go to the beach and chill and get tanned. I want to wear shorts again. They're so much more comfortable. I want to wear bright coloured shorts!! I hope this Summer is really sunny, lol. Unlike last Summer, which was pretty shit. I hope Lily comes back to visit us during Christmas holidays... I highly doubt that though. *sighh&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/6536903397316090194-21650998186595241?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/21650998186595241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-cant-wait-any-longer-for-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/21650998186595241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/21650998186595241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-cant-wait-any-longer-for-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-3268407957606302766</id><published>2011-07-17T14:24:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T14:58:13.852+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to Angela Tran (^)&lt;/div&gt;I'm bored. My mum said she'd bring me to officeworks 3 hours ago! And she was supposed to buy me KFC 2 hours ago! Neither have happened. How disappointing! Tumblr is being boring today and noone is online. I guess I'll write a quick update on Friday night and Saturday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. Friday night.. Debras birthday.. kill me already, what a fucking night. I feel like Rach, Nat and I were the only sober ones -.- Angel the little mutt went off her head. 'I'M AS WET AS A WHISTLE MANDI, WET AS A WHISTLE', wtf? LOL. It was a longg night but it turned out good - once we finally got off the streets and went in for a second round of Karoake. And yeah.. well I cbf to explain all the crazy shit that happened so I'll just stop now. In the end, Debra and Rach stayed over we watched movies ladida, I witnessed Debra twitching in her sleep what a freak, then the next morning Rach left for work and so later we called out Janet to Burwood for food mmm. I should of brought my camera! I was so bloated after pancakes and iced chocolate. OMG HAHAHA THE WAY JANET RAN UP TO US ON THE STREET WAS FUCKING HILARIOUS. She did some sort of accidental gorilla dance or something HAHAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad holidays are almost over. How gay. Two weeks is definitely not enough. I just got a text that said something which reminded me that I need to clean my room. Nooo. I need to paint my nails too. And buy school supplies later too. Let's see if I can get it all done by tonight hehe. It doesn't sound like a lot but it is okay. Toodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3268407957606302766?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3268407957606302766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday-to-angela-tran-i-am-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3268407957606302766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3268407957606302766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday-to-angela-tran-i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-565337321036624586</id><published>2011-07-09T22:30:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:16:26.302+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fucking wtf productions. Suck a dick. Such a hassle. Now I have to chase up $100 worth of tickets. And my ticket was bought from a friend, who got it off a friend, who got it off another friend. And the other 3 tickets were off another friend, who got off a friend, who got off moshtix, which are apparently not refundable. Wtf? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well atleast I've learnt number 1. Don't attend events organised by wtf productions, number 2. Buy straight off a hard ticket promoter, and number 3. Don't bother getting tickets for friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one sigh of relief for not having to find a white outfit anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-565337321036624586?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/565337321036624586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/fucking-wtf-productions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/565337321036624586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/565337321036624586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/fucking-wtf-productions.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-6677644178158984851</id><published>2011-07-09T22:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T22:21:42.432+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'Those memories that you randomly remember and can't stop smiling. And then you realize that it's never gonna happen again.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-6677644178158984851?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/6677644178158984851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/those-memories-that-you-randomly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6677644178158984851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6677644178158984851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/those-memories-that-you-randomly.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1586510068145712674</id><published>2011-07-09T20:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T20:19:34.364+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'You have to get hurt. That's how you learn. The strongest people out there, the ones who laugh the hardest with a genuine smile, those are the people who have fought the toughest battles. Because they've decided that they're not going to let anything hold them down, they're showing the world who's boss.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-1586510068145712674?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1586510068145712674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-have-to-get-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1586510068145712674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1586510068145712674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-have-to-get-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8122298548113359218</id><published>2011-07-06T18:12:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T18:25:18.383+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a non-productive day! But it's okay, I actually felt like staying home and doing nothing today haha. I needed to catch up on sleeping anyway. Except I wanted to clean my room! I was planning to clean it after lunch. That was 5 hours ago, and my room is still a mess. 5 stars for procrastinating. That night I was at Kimbos my brothers friends came over and slept in my room, how dare they! ==' And they full downloaded firefox, I DON'T WANT FIREFOX! I like my downloads file clean and shit lol. And they also decided to download some cheat engine and Combat Arms, wtf? :L Maybe I should try playing it.. HAHAHA. Not! Hopefully I'll be going shopping tmr night. I still have nothing to wear for KISS and it's this Saturday, oh no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8122298548113359218?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8122298548113359218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-non-productive-day-but-its-okay-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8122298548113359218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8122298548113359218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-non-productive-day-but-its-okay-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1197667576907651261</id><published>2011-07-05T18:22:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T19:52:22.277+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a tiring day. And a tiring lastnight too. I only got..what, 2 or 3 hours of sleep last night? I slept at 6 something, woke up at 9, then left Kimberlys to meet Hannah for a stupid induction at the gym which never really ended up happening LOL. It was an alright night though. Once the crazy cunts who had a little too much to drink were asleep, and the weird 2166 people left, we watched a bunch of movies and &lt;em&gt;KICKED BACK ;) ;).&lt;/em&gt; Sorry Vee you missed out - I guess you should be glad I didn't end up forcing you to take those 15 shots. Shit, I just realised. I should of gave you belated birthday punches. :@ Thankyou Kimberly for dealing with all of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking fuck, I didn't even have time to shower before Fitness First. And when we went upstairs to the induction, it looked so awkward and shit so I'm like 'aye let's just go man, slowly walk off' and so we run downstairs to do our own thing. Pshht, I don't need to learn about equipment or safety. But after we finished we just ended up buying some oily ricecake thing (The pumpkin claims it is 'KOREAS TRADITIONAL FOOD'), and gaining back all those calories hahahah. Now I'm craving food far out. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-1197667576907651261?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1197667576907651261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-tiring-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1197667576907651261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1197667576907651261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1139187801759854780</id><published>2011-07-01T10:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:27:47.274+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"If you don't like it, change it. If you can't change it, accept it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-1139187801759854780?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1139187801759854780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-you-dont-like-it-change-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1139187801759854780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1139187801759854780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-you-dont-like-it-change-it.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-653651194293997408</id><published>2011-06-30T22:11:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T22:15:57.247+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY HOLIDAYS, THANK THE LORDDD! It'll be a good two weeks (hopefully). I have a feeling it will be. My horoscopes said I will be enjoying luxury or some shit and I haveto multitask to get things done. Lol. I'm so bored and tired! I told my mum to buy pads and I said clearly 'with WINGS' and she comes home with pads without wings and says 'oops', grrrr -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-653651194293997408?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/653651194293997408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/yay-holidays-thank-lorddd-itll-be-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/653651194293997408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/653651194293997408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/yay-holidays-thank-lorddd-itll-be-good.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2608165193384257645</id><published>2011-06-27T18:24:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T18:24:16.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not many people care. Most are just curious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2608165193384257645?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2608165193384257645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-many-people-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2608165193384257645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2608165193384257645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/not-many-people-care.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2989933086439128845</id><published>2011-06-23T17:55:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T17:56:47.183+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtQEXkQtL-s/TgLxlnTBpxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/THJlHg-UcYg/s1600/tumblr_lgd5ofa3W21qa1id2o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 412px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621320913418037010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtQEXkQtL-s/TgLxlnTBpxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/THJlHg-UcYg/s320/tumblr_lgd5ofa3W21qa1id2o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2989933086439128845?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2989933086439128845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2989933086439128845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2989933086439128845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-xtQEXkQtL-s/TgLxlnTBpxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/THJlHg-UcYg/s72-c/tumblr_lgd5ofa3W21qa1id2o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536903397316090194.post-1640974075914764594</id><published>2011-06-23T16:28:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T18:26:12.431+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;WHAT I LIKE/LOVE in alphabet &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;nimals, asian food, acrylic nails, alcohol, anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;reakfast, bathbombs, bags, BEACH, bunny rabbits, bronzer, boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ity lights, chanel, CAMPFIRES, cupcakes, cinemas, cartoons, childhood, candles, cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;essert, dreamcatchers, diamantes (anything covered in it), Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ARRINGS, eyeliner, eyeshadow, eyelashes, Eminem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;ood, FLUFFY (anything warm and fluffy), fragrances, fruitboxes (or fruit poppers w/e)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;od, glitter, Gossip Girl, graffitti art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;olidays, home, highlighters, hermit crabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;cecream, ipod, IPHONE, interior design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;apanese kitchenware, jumpers, Jersey Shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;rispy kreme donuts, kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ate nights, LIP BALM, lipstick, Lauren Conrad, Leonardo DiCaprio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;AKEUP, money, Melanie Iglesias, macaroons, moustaches (fake not real), miu miu handbags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ails, nailpolish, nightlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;lives (in greek salad only, with feta cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;ost-it notes, perfume, pizza, productive days, puppies, PINK, pajamas, picnics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;uotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;INGS, ROLLERCOASTERS (amusement park rides in general), roses, red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;hiny things, skincare products, SUNNY DAYS (warm but not hot), shoes, SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;ea, turquoise, tv, tumblr, tshirts, The Big Bang Theory (not science stuff, the show lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;GGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;agina, lots of it HAHAH jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;arm soup, wallets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;ylophones (lol jk idk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ear six, year seven, year eight, youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;ebra print (on furniture, bedsheets, random items)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'what i dislike/hate/or fear in alphabet' &lt;/em&gt;is coming up. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-1640974075914764594?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1640974075914764594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-i-likelove-in-alphabet-nimals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1640974075914764594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1640974075914764594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-i-likelove-in-alphabet-nimals.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-5013824648865243864</id><published>2011-06-21T19:40:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T19:54:57.813+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C0wpqwEH2CI/TgBoCHCrqvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/N9cygbYx_CM/s1600/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C0wpqwEH2CI/TgBoCHCrqvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/N9cygbYx_CM/s320/life.jpg" border="0" 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title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-C0wpqwEH2CI/TgBoCHCrqvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/N9cygbYx_CM/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536903397316090194.post-5927300666965004728</id><published>2011-06-18T22:20:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:35:43.048+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow I had a pretty productive day today *clap clap. First of all, WOOHOO I got my iphone!!! I've got to wait 5-10 working days to be able to actually use it though, cos they gotta activate the sim or some crap. And then I wanted to spend my $50 myer giftcard which I've been meaning to spend since Christmas last year. Finally spent it at Top Ryde. Then shopped around with my dearest mum and got home around 4 and fucken rushed like a crazy bitch to freshen up and get out the door and make my train to the city. YAY I CUT MY HAIR OMFGGG I'M IN TEARS BRO. Been meaning to cut it since forever. Last time they fucked it so bad. Ahh, I love how soft your hair feels after going to the hairdressers and getting treatment, washed, blowdried, and straightened. :') AND HAHA RACHAEL WASHED IT AND DID THE TREATMENT FOR ME! Full pro and shit, with some apron thing at Shauns shop. Then we went shopping around town hall, and ate at Pepper Lunch omnomnom. Oh how I love mid-year sales. :) :) And so, now I'm at home, all comfy and warm hehehe :D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NOOOOO, gotta do my english assignment tomorrow ugh cbf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-5927300666965004728?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/5927300666965004728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/wow-i-had-pretty-productive-day-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5927300666965004728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5927300666965004728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/wow-i-had-pretty-productive-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-3481382636040917419</id><published>2011-06-15T17:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T17:38:24.723+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY. ♥&lt;br /&gt;I wrote 39 on her card, but turns out she actually turned 38 lol oops. I got her angry bird plushies hehehehe. And this little silver circle thing that warms up when you plug it into the laptop so you can put your cup of coffee ontop and it keeps it warm for however long you want. How cool! I think I'll be the one using it more often! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg it has been damn cold lately. I hate rain, ughhh. I couldn't even find an umbrella this morning so I had to risk my precious body while walking to school! Would of much rather had stayed home today, but I went anyway, for the sake of keeping my mum happy on her birthday. I can't wait for Summer. I can't wait to go to the beach on a boiling hot day. Last Summer I went beach quite alot, but each time it was unluckily not very sunny, and infact kind of chilly. &gt;_&gt; Beach is so much more fun and happy when it's like 35 degrees. I can't wait for holidays! School is so boring! Same shit everyday. I HAVE SO MANY ASSIGNMENTS IT'S CRAZY. I have two English assignments all due next week sometime, and I don't have a clue how to do either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still havn't got my iphone. Ahhhh. I can get it anytime after the 17th, so I guess.. hopefully I'll be getting it these weekends? ALSOOO I hope I'm getting a HAIRCUT these weekends!!! I've been wanting one for months. Rachael better be able to get me a discount at Shauns shop! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3481382636040917419?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3481382636040917419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-mummy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3481382636040917419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3481382636040917419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4759776586582824710</id><published>2011-06-12T17:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T17:18:18.470+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"That girl who smiles and laughs at everything may be crying herself to sleep every night."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4759776586582824710?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4759776586582824710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/that-girl-who-smiles-and-laughs-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4759776586582824710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4759776586582824710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/that-girl-who-smiles-and-laughs-at.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4793308160832186637</id><published>2011-06-07T20:59:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:10:34.040+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg I'm really a weird person. I just went a read my blog posts from like 6 months back and shit haha. I seem to have typed happier in my posts back then LOL. Actually, I'm still weird now. I'll always be weird. I guess I have accepted that. 8) And I bet whoever is reading this right now is agreeing that I'm weird. Am I right, am I? 8) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty alright weekends.. so I just thought I'd let everyone know that lol. It's not very often I have an alright weekend lol. BUT HOPEFULLY THIS WEEKENDS COMING UP WILL BE BETTER BECAUSE I THINK I'M GETTING MY IPHONE!!! I think..? :S *Crosses fingers. &lt;br&gt; But omg I don't know if I should get it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pros:&lt;/strong&gt; Ipod and phone all in one (I hate carrying an ipod and phone seperately). You get all these apps and games. Front camera (yes that can be important ok). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cons:&lt;/strong&gt; Shit reception, right? And the screen cracks easily if you drop it! (I'm a clutz btw).&lt;br&gt; I KINDA WANT A BLACKBERRY BOLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4793308160832186637?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4793308160832186637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/omg-im-really-weird-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4793308160832186637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4793308160832186637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/omg-im-really-weird-person.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-423487045207573034</id><published>2011-06-03T01:10:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T01:20:50.607+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I only have myself to blame for being in this state of mind, and being at this place I am now. But I think I've suffered enough. What happens when I can't stand living like this anymore? What happens when I can't stop my heart from aching when I remember how happy and lively I used to be? What happens after I've spent a little too long not being able to let go? What do I do when I cannot look forward because there is nothing to look forward to? I wish I could say that isn't true, but sadly I feel like it is. I'm sick of hurting. I'm sick of this sinking feeling in my heart everytime I'm reminded of how easy life used to be. Does anyone else get that feeling? A year ago, I would of been completely ignorant and probably have laughed if someone had told me that they could physically feel their heart sink when they think of something sad. But it's different now. I get that feeling. Has anyone noticed my state of mind lately? I doubt it. I never speak up. I can't. Does anyone even understand what the fuck I'm even talking about right now? &lt;strong&gt;I'm so messed up. &lt;/strong&gt; What are friends? Hmm.. I wouldn't know,&lt;br&gt; I don't have any.. anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-423487045207573034?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/423487045207573034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-guess-i-only-have-myself-to-blame-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/423487045207573034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/423487045207573034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-guess-i-only-have-myself-to-blame-for.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-7259296417172539269</id><published>2011-06-02T17:33:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T17:33:32.702+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know the pain will never go away but I guess I've learnt to deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-7259296417172539269?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/7259296417172539269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-know-pain-will-never-go-away-but-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7259296417172539269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7259296417172539269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-know-pain-will-never-go-away-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4110419545737964181</id><published>2011-05-31T18:15:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T18:15:58.018+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ASDFGHJHGFDFHJVGXCJK :'( :@ :@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4110419545737964181?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4110419545737964181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4110419545737964181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4110419545737964181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-5067840612561735551</id><published>2011-05-30T17:55:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:09:17.228+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I cbf with the 30 Day Challenge anymore. I'm a fucking lazy bitch, that's why. Now go on my tumblr shop and buy my whole wardrobe please, so I can have some cash to spend on shopping. I need to buy some warm jumpers and scarfs. :3 I'm sick of this gay rainy winter weather already. I thought I would enjoy winter this year. Kickback at home like today, stay warm, and laugh at people who are at school. But the thing is, a rainy day at home is only fun when you have movies and warm soup! Sure, I tumblred and I ate my whole kitchen, but I needed some good movies to watch and hot soup or atleast noodles to complete my day. Both which I didn't have! :'( I had the most unproductive day ever! I feel so fat. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfg holy kamoly the rain suddenly got super loud. Anywho, I really badly feel like watching a movie &lt;em&gt;at the CINEMAS &lt;/em&gt;for once. Somewhere I surprisingly havn't gone in ages! Ew I don't get why people like Pirates of the Caribbean. I havn't watched the latest one that's out atm, but the previous ones made me fall asleep zzzz. (Hannah, I know you read my blog and I know you disagree with what I just said). Speakinggg of pumpkins... Lol jk. Dont cry Hannah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-5067840612561735551?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/5067840612561735551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/okay-i-cbf-with-30-day-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5067840612561735551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5067840612561735551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/okay-i-cbf-with-30-day-challenge.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-5240006322650816568</id><published>2011-05-26T19:04:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T19:10:06.517+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 Day Challenge - Day 8&lt;br /&gt;Are you a fitness guru or couch potato? Talk about your exercise habits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couch. fucking. potato. No doubt about that! Am I more likely to go out and have fun or sit home, watch tv, tumblr, and eat? Second option for sure. Would I rather go out and have fun? Definetley. Am I going to? No. Why? I'm lazy and I can't lift my butt off the chair/couch/bed. So now I have to talk about my exercise habits. Wait, what exercise habits? No such thing. A couple of months ago I bought one of those big bouncy gym balls, skipping rope, hand weights, and a treadmill. All for me. Do I use any of them? NO. :( I thought I would be motivated to exercise after my mum bought me all that crap, but no, it didn't. The only time I ever get exercise is.. I guess when I walk to school and when I go out or go shopping, which is only every now and then. Hannah and I are hopefully signing up for free fitness first in the holidays, so yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-5240006322650816568?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/5240006322650816568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-day-challenge-day-8-are-you-fitness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5240006322650816568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5240006322650816568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-day-challenge-day-8-are-you-fitness.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-5650636491477847233</id><published>2011-05-24T17:21:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T17:24:40.148+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't miss you like a crazy person or anything, but every now and then I remember how much we used to talk and the times you made me laugh. It makes me wonder how you're doing and how our friendship fell apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-5650636491477847233?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/5650636491477847233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-miss-you-like-crazy-person-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5650636491477847233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5650636491477847233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-miss-you-like-crazy-person-or.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1242829484276309287</id><published>2011-05-23T17:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T17:16:27.780+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The most lonliest and bottled up of them all is not the girl who sits quietly by herself, nor the girl who replies 'not very well' when asked 'how are you'. The most lonliest girl with the most terrible secrets is the girl who replies 'yeah i'm fine!' when asked what is wrong. She never sits quietly by herself, nor shows any evidence of depression. Infact, no matter how isolated she feels she will make sure noone knows, even when she is desperate to talk to someone. No matter how alone she feels, she will wake up each morning for school, put a smile on her face and keep it there all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-1242829484276309287?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1242829484276309287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/most-lonliest-and-bottled-up-of-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1242829484276309287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1242829484276309287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/most-lonliest-and-bottled-up-of-them.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-6914535429004100594</id><published>2011-05-23T17:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T17:09:02.971+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jrsLLIRRy-Q/TdoHpLNyYwI/AAAAAAAAAAo/k_qu3Z6Nklc/s1600/tumblr_llm0j9naaw1qf7yhho1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 417px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609804689810023170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jrsLLIRRy-Q/TdoHpLNyYwI/AAAAAAAAAAo/k_qu3Z6Nklc/s320/tumblr_llm0j9naaw1qf7yhho1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-6914535429004100594?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/6914535429004100594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6914535429004100594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6914535429004100594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-jrsLLIRRy-Q/TdoHpLNyYwI/AAAAAAAAAAo/k_qu3Z6Nklc/s72-c/tumblr_llm0j9naaw1qf7yhho1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536903397316090194.post-3900767339256292418</id><published>2011-05-21T10:56:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T17:12:22.922+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 Day Challenge - Day 5&lt;br /&gt;Tell us 3 of your favourite colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink would haveto be one. Even though I get sick of it since my whole room is fucking pink. Everything. My walls, my bedsheets, the couch, the chair im sitting on, EVERYTHING. :( The next time I move houses and get a new room, it'll be the colours of the fucking rainbow. Other than pink, I don't have any 2 particular favourite colours. I mean, I like all colours. Different colours look good on different things. I like red, yellow, blue, turquoise, black, green is okay, purple is okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3900767339256292418?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3900767339256292418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-is-judgement-day-wtf-well-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3900767339256292418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3900767339256292418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-is-judgement-day-wtf-well-see.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2163848078288634633</id><published>2011-05-18T19:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T19:10:13.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"People always leave. People will always find something wrong with you. They give up on you and tell you to fuck off. As much as I want them in my life, I got used to being left behind, taking all the blame for them leaving me like I deserved it. All I have to say is that I'm tired of chasing people, tired of begging them to stay. If they want me in their life, I believe it's time for them to run after me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2163848078288634633?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2163848078288634633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/people-always-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2163848078288634633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2163848078288634633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/people-always-leave.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-3144362095868267624</id><published>2011-05-17T18:54:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:21:47.331+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 Day Challenge - Day 3&lt;br /&gt;If you only had 24 hours to live, what would you want to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Trying to think realistically* If I had only 24 hours left to live,&lt;br /&gt;- Spend most of the day and the last few hours with my family.&lt;br /&gt;- I guess I'd go see close friends for the last time, thank them, say goodbyes, bla bla etc.&lt;br /&gt;- Update my facebook LOL. I still need to say goodbyes to friends I won't have time to see. :3&lt;br /&gt;- Go to a super expensive restaraunt with family and spoil myself with the best food there is.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pray. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3144362095868267624?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3144362095868267624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-day-challenge-day-3-if-you-only-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3144362095868267624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3144362095868267624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-day-challenge-day-3-if-you-only-had.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4843575884481349686</id><published>2011-05-16T17:31:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T17:42:53.820+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 Day Challenge - Day 2&lt;br /&gt;Talk about your piercings or tattoos, if you have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no tattoos. And for piercings, I have 2 on one ear and 3 on the other, that's it. I accidently pierced the 3rd one on my left ear the other day. Yes, accidently lol. :( I wasn't planning for the earring to just fckn make a hole. I'm taking it out soon. I'd have an eyebrow if it wasn't for my mum. She already raged about my ears. She'd seriously kick me out if I came home with my eyebrow pierced. I won't be getting any tatts. Not at this age. Fourteen with a tatt? LOL no thanks I ain't no ganga. I've always wanted a drop dead diamond on my hand. But I'm fine for now rofl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4843575884481349686?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4843575884481349686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-day-challenge-day-2-talk-about-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4843575884481349686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4843575884481349686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-day-challenge-day-2-talk-about-your.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8896999864855686187</id><published>2011-05-15T12:33:00.011+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:08:07.692+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 Day Challenge - Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Post 15 facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV ALIGN=left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mandi Fan, not Ki.&lt;br /&gt;2. Strathfield Girls&lt;br /&gt;3. Chinese&lt;br /&gt;4. Fourteen turning fifteen in October.&lt;br /&gt;5. Scared of pigeons, or birds in general.&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate cats.&lt;br /&gt;7. Christian&lt;br /&gt;8. Not easy to get close to.&lt;br /&gt;9. Always happy/tries to stay positive.&lt;br /&gt;10. I love collecting makeup.&lt;br /&gt;11. I could (and have) stand in the beauty aisle of woolies for hours just browsing shit.&lt;br /&gt;12. Always wishing to be skinnier, but too lazy to exercise and too greedy to stop eating.&lt;br /&gt;13. Tumblr addict.&lt;br /&gt;14. Finds smoking disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;15. 2010 - 2011 have been my most loneliest years yet.&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/6536903397316090194-8896999864855686187?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8896999864855686187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-day-challenge-day-1-post-15-facts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8896999864855686187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8896999864855686187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-day-challenge-day-1-post-15-facts.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4498433368411292959</id><published>2011-05-14T16:12:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T16:23:35.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C4bpaEfldBU/Tc4dbrlTj6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/n5aHZzGLnV8/s1600/tumblr_lj2mag1Vel1qajo24o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606450947515715490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C4bpaEfldBU/Tc4dbrlTj6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/n5aHZzGLnV8/s320/tumblr_lj2mag1Vel1qajo24o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This challenge right here will give me heaps to write about for the next month or two. I most likely will not update EVERY day for exactly 30 days cos I'm lazy, and might possibly skip a few of the subjects too. Lol I'm kind of cheating but whatever, just keeping myself busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4498433368411292959?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4498433368411292959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-challenge-right-here-will-give-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4498433368411292959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4498433368411292959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-challenge-right-here-will-give-me.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-C4bpaEfldBU/Tc4dbrlTj6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/n5aHZzGLnV8/s72-c/tumblr_lj2mag1Vel1qajo24o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6536903397316090194.post-6024526051331242792</id><published>2011-05-11T20:29:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T20:48:54.161+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I have one exam or more, every day of the week in week 5 this term. Kill my life. I seriously &lt;strong&gt;do not learn jackshit &lt;/strong&gt; in Science. I feel sorry for my old man teacher. He can't fucking control the class lol. I spent todays lesson watching I Am Sam on my laptop. It's so saddddddd. I'm scared to continue watching it cos I know I'm gonna be pouring tears. :( Such a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social life is dead dead deadd. And I honestly don't enjoy school either. Sure they all see me smiling and laughing, but those laughs ain't even close to the way it used to be. Oh my lord, rolls at our school are checked EVERY FUCKING PERIOD. Roll call, period 1, 2, 3, and 4. All the rolls are checked. It's not possible to jig. We can't even fake our parents numbers or nothing. If I wanted to go to a strict school I would of went to a private school. -.- I don't think I'm ever going to get used to this school. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend mentioned the other day that I seem like I have it all, the perfect life and everything I want. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I WISH. I FUCKING HATE LIFE. You bitches know&lt;strong&gt; nothing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go church on Friday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-6024526051331242792?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/6024526051331242792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-i-have-more-than-1-exam-every-day-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6024526051331242792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6024526051331242792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-i-have-more-than-1-exam-every-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-6096426773174935751</id><published>2011-05-10T19:44:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T19:44:51.046+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I can feel you forgetting me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-6096426773174935751?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/6096426773174935751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-can-feel-you-forgetting-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6096426773174935751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/6096426773174935751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-can-feel-you-forgetting-me.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1765154028890221874</id><published>2011-05-04T21:39:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T21:52:33.517+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV ALIGN=left&gt;1. Dying in confusion of not knowing what to get my mum for Mothers Day.&lt;br /&gt;2. Made tumblrs recipe of nutella mudcake today.&lt;br /&gt;3. I made my brother a card and bought him chocolates for his birthday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;4. Plucked, shaped, and filled in Sallys eyebrows this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;5. In need of some serious shopping.&lt;br /&gt;6. Deciding if I should get the iphone in white or black.&lt;br /&gt;7. Surprisingly been liking school and starting to get things done, but I'm sure it's just a phase.&lt;br /&gt;8. Happy birthday Hanna Chung. I will be seeing you soon my love.&lt;br /&gt;9. I am extremely annoyed at certain people who seemed to have forgotten about me.&lt;br /&gt;10. I finished my periods exactly a week ago, and now I got it again, is that normal?&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-1765154028890221874?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1765154028890221874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1765154028890221874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1765154028890221874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2031612985457184704</id><published>2011-05-01T15:33:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T15:34:10.758+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We aren't the girls who get 42 'likes' on our Facebook pictures, we aren't the girls that act dumb to get the guys, or that wear shorts with our asses hanging out. We care more about music than popularity. We are the girls who have laughing fits without worrying if our faces look weird, we are the girls who genuinely care about how you are, we are the girls who don't make a big deal of what you said 2 years ago, we're the girls who care more about being nice than who thinks that we're 'hot', we are the girls who can be quiet and often overlooked, but I guarantee we are the girls you'd rather be friends with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2031612985457184704?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2031612985457184704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-arent-girls-who-get-42-likes-on-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2031612985457184704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2031612985457184704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-arent-girls-who-get-42-likes-on-our.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-5403217051426076320</id><published>2011-04-27T21:58:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:17:07.622+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOOOO, surprisingly fun day. OMGGG I WANTED TO GET A WAX HAND! It's like you dip your hand in wax, and you can do like peace, middle finger, whatever, and you choose your colours and you get your own wax figure of your hand. Looked pretty mad. I seriously brought home a lifetime worth of eastershow bags full of lollies. I think I'm gonna get really sick. FUCKING FUCK, I DIDN'T EVEN GO ON SLINGSHOTTTTTTTTTT FUCK ME DEAD. $30 is pretty damn pricey, but worth it to me. I've been dying to go on that ride since last years Eastershow. :( Omg, hardrock or whatever it's called - looks gay and boring, but when you're on it, WOOAAH, it's actually heaps scary. HAHAHA Kimberly the bimbo came off in tears. Oh and SPEED, Helen the stupid bitch &lt;strong&gt;WOULD NOT STOP SCREAMING, KILL MY LIFE. &lt;/strong&gt; It was the&lt;strong&gt; trippiest shit &lt;/strong&gt;when the seats faced up and all you see is the sky. Then I went off to buy more showbags with Vee, then spent half an hour looking for the perfect meal to eat with her and Kimberly LOL. We tried to bargain with pretty much 99.9% of the hot food shops and game people hahahah and ended up getting $1 off each on a delicious burger with chips. I gotta say, Johnno and Jack are so cute hahaha. + Jessie and her evil little brother I swear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tmr, kill me. I just ate a whole bucket of fairy floss and a bunch of candy with my brother, how the heck am I going to get to sleep tonight? I'm wide awake from all the sugar, ahhhh. I'll be sleeping through every period tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-5403217051426076320?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/5403217051426076320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/woooooo-surprisingly-fun-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5403217051426076320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5403217051426076320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/woooooo-surprisingly-fun-day.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8870051248606359030</id><published>2011-04-24T17:47:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T17:49:01.038+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY EASTER hehe.&lt;br /&gt;School is climbing in closer and closer and quicker than ever, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fml.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8870051248606359030?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8870051248606359030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter-hehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8870051248606359030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8870051248606359030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4857633336334711083</id><published>2011-04-21T21:51:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:12:59.607+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to a funeral service today, it was so sad to see so many people grieving. OMG IT WAS SO SAD. :'( Never been in a room with so many people crying. And seeing her for the last time, gave me fucking shivers all over my body. I feel so much more grateful for every extra day I get to live, and every extra day my family and friends live. It was nice to see all the girls from Canterbury again. But seeing us all grieving..omg.. I hope her family can cope. Rest in peace Melissa. You were taken away at way too young of an age, but all we can do is believe that everything happens for a reason, and that you're in a better place now. ♥ You were so happy and full of life. You've got a truckload - infact, more than that, worth of people missing you. Rest easy baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4857633336334711083?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4857633336334711083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/went-to-funeral-service-today-it-was-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4857633336334711083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4857633336334711083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/went-to-funeral-service-today-it-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-3984725710610364774</id><published>2011-04-17T18:50:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:54:00.513+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I gave you something to rememember. I wish I gave you much&lt;em&gt; more &lt;/em&gt;to remember so that you'd be missing me just like I miss you. Damn, I should of gave you more of me so that you would never forget me. Because I know that I'm &lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;going to forget you. I wish you knew how that felt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-3984725710610364774?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/3984725710610364774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wish-i-gave-something-to-rememember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3984725710610364774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/3984725710610364774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wish-i-gave-something-to-rememember.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1064202661470251536</id><published>2011-04-15T16:06:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:21:40.975+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So fucking sickkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. THANKS RACHAEL FOR PASSING ON YOUR COLD, YOUR AN ANGEL. (L) not! Lol nah but after eating a whole plate of Nandos with Naida, that probably caused my sore throat to get worse from all that chilli. And wearing shorts on a cold day is probably not a good idea either. I checked my temperature yesterday and it was 38.9 degrees, fml or what. I used up all the tissues in the house so I'm using toilet paper to blow my nose now LOL. I'm at 38 degrees atm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO EXCITED FOR EASTER SHOW THIS YEAR OMGGGGGGG. Once I go on that ride where you sit in that ball thing and the string bounces you really high, then I'm satisfied. I'd pull someone till their bones break off if that's what it would take for them to come on it with me. Noone would go on with me last year. &gt;_&gt; And omg I can't wait to get showbags rofl. Apparantly this year there's new rides (FOR ONCE). That's what the news said ehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make this it looks mmmmm, especially the one with the white cream ontop, mmmmmmmmm. &lt;em&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_YlOlyy7TA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-1064202661470251536?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1064202661470251536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-fucking-sickkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1064202661470251536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1064202661470251536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-fucking-sickkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-7055958265579146557</id><published>2011-04-11T20:43:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T21:08:48.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck. I'm suffering like crazy over here if I don't go shopping soon. Still contemplating if I should spend my $150 on jeans, or forget about that, and get like 3 tops out of the money instead. :\ OMG ASDFGHJDFGHJN. I WANT TO BE RICH. I better be eating some good food tmr. Havn't had nothing but junk and kebab for the last few days - WHICH I'VE BEEN SPENDING AT HOME :@ What a boring start to the holidays. I think whoever is reading this should start playing Mallworld on facebook. It's so fucken fun omg. My shop looks pretty &lt;strong&gt;badass. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-7055958265579146557?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/7055958265579146557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7055958265579146557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7055958265579146557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-2760107141568053069</id><published>2011-04-08T22:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T22:15:11.180+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well thanks for remembering I exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-2760107141568053069?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/2760107141568053069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/well-thanks-for-remembering-i-exist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2760107141568053069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/2760107141568053069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/well-thanks-for-remembering-i-exist.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-1956950885151679578</id><published>2011-04-03T21:31:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:47:01.533+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Oh&lt;strong&gt; please &lt;/strong&gt;bitch no one likes you. All you have is him. And don't think 'but all I need is him'. Cos everyones gotta have close girlfriends that come before everyone else, and if you don't, then lol goodluck. How many chances have we all given you, and how many times did you blow them without even realising? I forgive you over and over again and keep reminding myself that I need to see the situation from your point of view - but now that I think about it, I think I've done my part. You're the one in the wrong here, and it's time you start realising and &lt;strong&gt;fucking doing something about it &lt;/strong&gt;instead of just keep expecting us to keep laying it off. One day, you're gonna come running back to us when he's gone, and maybe when that day comes, &lt;strong&gt;it just might be too late&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bunch of troublemakers, from what I've seen. And I've seen enough to judge that way. Lol whatever though, I'm glad I see it that way. Cos it made me realise who is really worth my time. And reminded me who we actually have fun with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-1956950885151679578?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/1956950885151679578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1956950885151679578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/1956950885151679578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-7769774785805313664</id><published>2011-03-30T20:47:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:09:00.391+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY INTERNETS PISSING ME OFF, it says it's not capped on the site but why is it suddenly so fucking slow. :( Can't do shit. Facebook won't even load. :'( Btw, HAPPY BIRTHDAY VARESSA I LOVE YOU BABYG. So pumped for Saturday lmao. Jeez leweez I had to clean ALL the tables in the science room at lunch today just because I wrote 'Cynthia Zhou was here'. And when the head teacher asked her if she wrote it, she decides to mention my name, WHAT AN IDIOT. I ate too much today, I think my tummy is gonna explode any minute. Had cup ramen, dinner, then a bunch of chocolate. So much for dieting lolol :(. I WANT TO GO SHOPPING! My posts are so boring and pointless these days rofl. I'm bored. Omg the weather is so fucked up these days. I shat brix when it started thundering this arvo. There were random cardboard boxes sitting next to the office so we all took one each and walked down to Strathfield with them over our heads. HAHA WE DIDN'T HAVE UMBRELLAS AND IT WAS POURING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-7769774785805313664?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/7769774785805313664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-internets-pissing-me-off-it-says-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7769774785805313664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/7769774785805313664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-internets-pissing-me-off-it-says-its.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8318846044773742132</id><published>2011-03-27T01:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T01:20:41.624+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a fucked up few days. Friday night.. er, I don't even know what happened omg. I'm such a fucken idiot sometimes lol, fuck. Then today I full treked it to Livo for the glue sale and didn't even end up going lmao. We bumped into Linda and Phynia when walking towards the shop and they were like nah it's shit, everythings gone bla bla. So we're like fuck that *turns around lol. So I end up taking a journey all the way to Liverpool for cheeseburger? Ahaha. Then I decide to trek it to Campsie to meet some loser and eat Nandos with her. Jeez she full wanted to takeaway the little piece of leftover chicken HAHAHA. Cutie. I'm so bored! Dear Helen: I watched your video, it was...interesting. And WTF LIP PIERCING? LOLOL. I wanna see your black head. Okie byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8318846044773742132?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8318846044773742132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-fucked-up-few-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8318846044773742132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8318846044773742132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-fucked-up-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-4600947264132914388</id><published>2011-03-19T15:16:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T15:29:36.295+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so tireddddddd zzzz. But I can't sleep, I have a room to clean rofl. I think I've learnt a lesson - to get a goooood sleep before going church on a Friday night. There's still pizza boxes sitting here from &lt;strong&gt;3 weeks ago&lt;/strong&gt; when Hannah and Janet were over. Yuck it's probably moldy inside already ewwww. I havn't been bothered to empty my overflowing bin so I've honestly been casually chucking my rubbish on the floor LOL. Oh I'm grounded, boo. :( And my mum was pissed off at me so she decided to cut her fringe in my room and LEAVE ALL HER HAIR SCATTERED ALL OVER THE TABLE, WTFCUK? &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many assignments, so many things to do, so much tumblring to catch up on, yet so little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-4600947264132914388?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/4600947264132914388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-so-tireddddddd-zzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4600947264132914388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/4600947264132914388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-so-tireddddddd-zzzz.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-9025796298753638802</id><published>2011-03-14T20:13:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:45:41.287+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JANET ♥ and Johnno for Sunday, and Julia for tomorrow. Fuck, so many birthdays. I had a very busy and fun weekends, and spent a lotta time fucking treking it everywhere =='. Hahaha.. worth it though. OMG Liverty Grove in Concord West is so pretty! It's like so artificial and 'dream suburb' looking, like America? rofl. So I went bbq there for Xtina and Janet and watched them get happy from birthday cards. Then took a little journey all the way to Bankstown, caught up with my babygirl Kimberly :D, trained it to Chester Hill with her to Johnno's place for bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA omg, waiting for Johnno to come with Naida was nerveracking, and we couldn't even hide in the garage cos the bbq and chairs and everything was already setup outside! As if all of us would fit in there anyway. So we're all sitting in the dark waiting to hear their footsteps then we see people walking up so WE ALL JUMP UP AND GO 'SURRPRISEEEEEEEEE! WOOOOO!' Me and Annie full turn on the lights and everything and what do we see? It's just Vee and Sophia AHAHA 'FALSE ALARMM'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg, the girls all hiding in his room taking shots. THAT WAS THE CHEAPEST VODKA I'VE EVER DRANK LMAAOO. Sadly, some unknown cheap brand is all we can afford, us asians. Then came our annual dancing in Johnno's room and pumping up the music rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from one thing, it was honestly a really good night. Stayed over at Johnno's with Ivy, Kimbo, and the boys. Then next morning we attempted to write Johnno a madass note, but halfway through our taxi arrived so we had to go. :( Then spent the morning/afternoon at Bankstown Centro with Ivy and Kimberly, just sitting at maccas and chatting for hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired at school today. :( Lucky we had no sport, I would of died.  3 hours of sleep on Saturday/Sunday = eye bags. I have a PDHPE speech due tomorrow? I havn't started and I don't even know what we're supposed to write about? Do I haveto go sickbay tmr then? Lolol. &lt;br /&gt;I love youtube! The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-9025796298753638802?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/9025796298753638802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-janet-and-johnno-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/9025796298753638802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/9025796298753638802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-janet-and-johnno-for.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8538774922007629320</id><published>2011-03-10T21:48:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:02:37.246+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me: Nooo I have school photos tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: So?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I always turn out ugly :(&lt;br /&gt;Mum: But you &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;ugly?&lt;br /&gt;HOW RUDE! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol anywho, my back is pretty much broken atm (*knocks on wood) cos my backpack was like filled with a load of bullshit today omg. School stuff, shit that I had to carry around for Rach, and other shit that I got from Bankstown afterwoulds. Seriously if I was to unzip my bag it would of probably been like BAMMMM explosion. My back hurts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did 2 major tests today jeez I think I used up all my braincells. OMGGGG JANET, THE FUCKWIT OF A FRIEND, she got the whole entire maths class to gang up on me today :'( Everyone was like 'yeah we got our maths test today didn't you know, omg did you study, bla bla bla' and I was like wtfffff shitting my pants. Next thing you know, the teacher walks in and goes 'Ok, copy this stuff down you will need it for your test next Thursday'. Then EVERY SINGLE FACE TURNS AROUND AND LOOKS AT ME AND GOES 'HAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU BELIEVED US!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fuckwit, Kimberly Luu, who's always hanging with CERTAIN people these days, and dogs me/us for them! PUH-LEASE SISTERRR. Oh and one more fuckwit - Naida, who I still have scratch marks and red patches all over my arms from her. Stupid slut! I know you read my blog posts bitch! Well, other than that - today I went to school, did some tests, saw some friends, and went window shopping, hell yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8538774922007629320?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8538774922007629320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/me-nooo-i-have-school-photos-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8538774922007629320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8538774922007629320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/me-nooo-i-have-school-photos-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-5925857505106986133</id><published>2011-03-08T19:37:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:55:13.164+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wtfck havn't blogged in like almost 2 weeks? Doesn't feel like that long lol. Hmm what has been happening.. nothing much ha.. ha. :( I've been sick like a bitch. Well actually not really, I'm almost fine now. Went school for 1 period yesterday then went home, how pointless. Today I did nothing productive either. Unless youtubeing and eating chocolate is counted as being productive. I have a bunch of homework and assignments to do but I CAN'T BE FUCKEDDDD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mardigras was dumb cos IT WAS &lt;strong&gt;SO DAMN CROWDED &lt;/strong&gt;, COULDN'T EVEN MOVE, AND ALL THESE RICH ASS PEOPLE BUYING STOOLS AND DECIDING TO BE ALL TALL TO WATCH THE PARADE, and us asians are walking around like little ants stealing stools and being butt grinded by fat old men. Ewwwww *shivers. Haha I dressed up as a devil, and linked arms with Vee the whole time who was an angel and should be my fucken enemy. :$ Next year, if we attempt to watch the parade again, I'm gonna dress up hardout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-5925857505106986133?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/5925857505106986133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/wtfck-havnt-blogged-in-like-almost-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5925857505106986133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5925857505106986133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/03/wtfck-havnt-blogged-in-like-almost-2.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-8485307760477679906</id><published>2011-02-25T20:12:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:54:22.315+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KRISTY BAEK (ME A CAKE), hehe. Omg why does my hair always look freakin great just when I'm about to shower. :( Gayyyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had a fun day today for once. School feels so lonely when peer support people are at camp. Angela came back today yayayayay, saw a few people at Stra after school, and spent half an hour with Sarah and Christina like povo cunts desperately trying to find a way to get money cos we were in need of yummy food lol. Omg I don't understand bitches who cry just cos they are failing in maths! CHILLAX, I'm in the lowest class and Ima fucken happy chappy haha. So today I sat at Gloria Jeans and watched Kristie work her ass off on her own birthday lol, taking peoples orders, making us iced chocolate drinks and warming up our muffins lmao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super bored, therefore explaining my extremely random and pointless blog post. Just spent like an hour watching youtube, and I guess I gotta go shower now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-8485307760477679906?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/8485307760477679906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-kristy-baek-me-cake-hehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8485307760477679906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/8485307760477679906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-kristy-baek-me-cake-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-5944109700478810482</id><published>2011-02-24T17:23:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:23:45.440+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate everyone. I fucking hate everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-5944109700478810482?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/5944109700478810482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-hate-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5944109700478810482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5944109700478810482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-hate-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6536903397316090194.post-5675170470612716358</id><published>2011-02-22T22:15:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:15:57.327+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been telling myself over and over to think positive, but how can I do that when there is nothing positive to think about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6536903397316090194-5675170470612716358?l=fymkb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/feeds/5675170470612716358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/02/ive-been-telling-myself-over-and-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5675170470612716358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6536903397316090194/posts/default/5675170470612716358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fymkb.blogspot.com/2011/02/ive-been-telling-myself-over-and-over.html' title=''/><author><name>mszmandi♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332455277740678233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
