<?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-958632280253935582</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:10:42.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinematic, Baby</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-2862701349485493352</id><published>2010-05-03T01:22:00.025-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T01:16:34.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466976301609431970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S96Z-yTos6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/n6Tw10TCnR8/s400/tumblr_kzwscpgPn81qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466975372959509570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S96ZIu0PbEI/AAAAAAAAAQE/JJkm6RpMZDM/s400/tumblr_l0appnX6Xz1qa857vo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466977604019539906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S96bKmKZz8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/x5l3Udr7_Hc/s400/tumblr_l1qts5USuv1qzbqvao1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;AWWWWWWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466988976404618194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S96lgjmS29I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LX8pJ8PsEsA/s400/tumblr_l1g8q0j8Kd1qbwhwzo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Matching plaid, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 394px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466970565686674226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S96Uw6VFQzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/a55XCRMjP80/s400/tumblr_l06apqtrJ91qbwhwzo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466987906181464290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S96kiQtNgOI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6PlGbwbG-u4/s400/tumblr_l0n5t4u8CG1qzdzcdo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467004378804447682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S96zhGAk6cI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/3riosmtmlxA/s400/tumblr_l1i49jyovY1qbwhwzo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;what I call a flawless depiction of gorgeous, sexy dishevelment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Look at the angularity of his face! And those &lt;em&gt;cheekbones&lt;/em&gt;! Sometimes I wonder if it hurts to be that beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467009887963176178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S964hxOX3PI/AAAAAAAAARM/s5wWz-6erKo/s400/tumblr_l1n9i5eCHw1qbwhwzo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ed's radical spin to opening a bottle!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He takes everything (from having a badass drawl to being unbearably hot) to a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467007706712519730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S962izbsNDI/AAAAAAAAARE/YnzWRXvhMsc/s400/tumblr_l1llt9rG6u1qbwhwzo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466956936586715090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S96IXl-b39I/AAAAAAAAAPs/HlgN5A_hZWo/s400/tumblr_kwq87o0yxk1qzu7xbo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Quote Of The Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'You and Serena have it easy. Until now, your biggest concern is whose hair is more shiny.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Chuck Bass, Gossip Girl 3x18 The Un&lt;em&gt;blair&lt;/em&gt;able Lightness Of Being&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just woke up from this headache-induced slumber! Took this really nasty bash to the head while opening a cabinet and forgetting that my head was in the way(heh) and then I got a killer migraine. I am totally convinced that there is a high chance I'm concussed, but &lt;strong&gt;no one&lt;/strong&gt; in my family believes me! They are &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; unsympathetic to my woes! I seemed to be the only one who thought it was NOT FUNNY AT ALL. Like, Marcus was in &lt;em&gt;fits&lt;/em&gt; of laughter after the Horrible Unspeakable Incident, even when I snapped that I was in extreme pain, could possibly need prompt medical attention, and just in case could he please have the ambulance on speed dial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I had this Secret Spilling Session with Dominique and Amanda. It was so exciting((: We were at it till practically midnight, and made HUGE progress on Operation Snag X for manda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THIS IS THE LAST STRAW I'M CALLING THE COPS ON MY BROTHER! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He's sent, like a hundred texts that are either blank or have ugly smirking faces to me in the past half hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT A POLAROID CAMERA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466988368862478546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S96k9MU9gNI/AAAAAAAAAQs/fY-mLTIyGVI/s400/tumblr_l0x9t5rDzK1qahnzeo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-2862701349485493352?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/2862701349485493352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/05/awwwwwwwwww-eds-sexy-spin-to-opening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/2862701349485493352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/2862701349485493352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/05/awwwwwwwwww-eds-sexy-spin-to-opening.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S96Z-yTos6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/n6Tw10TCnR8/s72-c/tumblr_kzwscpgPn81qzuhd2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-6260800128009171575</id><published>2010-03-17T07:08:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:49:23.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449627585691666674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S6D3anNSSPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_yykhjcYWek/s400/tumblr_kyvjot993I1qa5nd0o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449641295698553122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S6ED4o9paSI/AAAAAAAAAPk/zPPGxSGT-SY/s400/tumblr_kyw97ynSNx1qzhb2ao1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449607062567056450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S6DkwAnE9EI/AAAAAAAAAPM/muGZcDLCh1I/s400/tumblr_kyk3q77kGv1qaemcfo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449605718819719938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S6DjhywvywI/AAAAAAAAAO8/w6KzuLmyjro/s400/tumblr_kxfsvepEuM1qard44o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449630214418402818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S6D5zn-lDgI/AAAAAAAAAPc/LkSHMhlNoCs/s400/tumblr_kzctvlFBhZ1qaud3no1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449606147336521698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S6Dj6vHHR-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/slFSo0Lf4OA/s400/tumblr_kyje2zoxVP1qzi80do1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So&lt;/em&gt; one-upped you, nuts! And there's a lot more where that came from!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449604824572114242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S6DitvbgNUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vuaxVwSiBkI/s400/tumblr_kym7e63qXY1qaujz0o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy belated birthday, Justin! You're such a pretty little girl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-6260800128009171575?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/6260800128009171575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-belated-birthday-justin-youre-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/6260800128009171575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/6260800128009171575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-belated-birthday-justin-youre-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S6D3anNSSPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_yykhjcYWek/s72-c/tumblr_kyvjot993I1qa5nd0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-6761083985992592853</id><published>2010-03-15T04:10:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T07:52:51.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It takes one to know one</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448865826350040130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S55CmYhcBEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dJ8Hqu7wvj8/s400/tumblr_kz589w5uOD1qzfya1o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448865391538556562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S55CNEuTTpI/AAAAAAAAAOc/MYxF9ArG8Zs/s400/tumblr_kxsj8mzPUG1qard44o1_500.png" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448864421158169298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S55BUlxlqtI/AAAAAAAAAOU/0C-SZ1jcYdY/s400/tumblr_ky6h2yD6RD1qzahuvo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448863569085465426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S55Ai_joA1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/Jbv9cw-EHCc/s400/tumblr_kyqe8i7qJi1qard44o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448862851114001026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S54_5M544oI/AAAAAAAAAOE/B2AdX-Fkob8/s400/tumblr_kyl2ycIYXp1qzfya1o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448847751959987874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S54yKULCxqI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3DL9uTYGFyI/s400/tumblr_kyo7udSNnr1qztohto1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448818558758884322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S54XnDBhE-I/AAAAAAAAANs/kw5DEDjCaJQ/s400/tumblr_kywzllsd4s1qaovf8o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448848811006646722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S54zH9bcWcI/AAAAAAAAAN8/EdyGtCm3yWc/s400/tumblr_kusl76pceJ1qauivjo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Finn fake yawns and passes a note)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quinn&lt;/strong&gt;: What is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finn&lt;/strong&gt;: Check it out, I came up with a name that I think would be good for the kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Schue&lt;/strong&gt;: Eyes on your own test, Finn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finn&lt;/strong&gt;: Anyway, then I read that Gwyneth Paltrow named her kid Apple, and I think that's so cool, 'cause you know how much I love apples, right? And so, I figured we should name our kid something more.. original and poetic. Then, I came up with the best baby name of all time...DRIZZLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quinn&lt;/strong&gt;: Drizzle?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finn&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah, yeah. 'Cause you know how awesome it is when it's just drizzling outside, but it's not really raining, so it smells like rain, but you don't need an umbrella to go outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quinn&lt;/strong&gt;: Are you a moron?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finn&lt;/strong&gt;: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quinn&lt;/strong&gt;: We're not naming out baby Drizzle, we're not naming our baby anything. Finish your test, Finn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Glee is fantab! Glee marathons are so much fun.&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/958632280253935582-6761083985992592853?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/6761083985992592853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-takes-one-to-know-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/6761083985992592853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/6761083985992592853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-takes-one-to-know-one.html' title='It takes one to know one'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S55CmYhcBEI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dJ8Hqu7wvj8/s72-c/tumblr_kz589w5uOD1qzfya1o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-4859971199145424781</id><published>2010-02-22T01:23:00.012-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T05:12:02.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4JPZqTlhSI/AAAAAAAAANA/evOTxfZwh14/s1600-h/tumblr_kxsvccMwVR1qzfya1o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440998602088744226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4JPZqTlhSI/AAAAAAAAANA/evOTxfZwh14/s400/tumblr_kxsvccMwVR1qzfya1o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; She talks to Olivier(the cute blonde defender) and I tell her(jokingly) to think of Flirting Rules101 and release her inner socialite, and look what she does!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;:////////&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;19:08 Natasha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;HI!YOU WERE AT THE SCC CARNIVAL RIGHT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;19:10 Olivier:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;19:12 Natasha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;yeah im from st nicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;your team practically got the our whole hockey team that went to scc carnival crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;19:16 Olivier:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;huh? what do you mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;19:18 Natasha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;like, we all think you look like Justin Bieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-4859971199145424781?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4JPZqTlhSI/AAAAAAAAANA/evOTxfZwh14/s72-c/tumblr_kxsvccMwVR1qzfya1o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-838647278614073531</id><published>2010-02-20T22:58:00.029-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T05:01:20.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody turn the lights on</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440612085708426386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4Dv3clZDJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OEfuzdZfKt4/s400/tumblr_kxufbvfw2b1qzf02jo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440613515608598578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4DxKrYKKDI/AAAAAAAAAMw/itgMN2fhNBU/s400/tumblr_kx327kR0QV1qaytlao1_r1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440611849418107282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4DvpsVY6ZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-IwuJalySWk/s400/tumblr_kxukdd0QwM1qzfya1o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440604431151751330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4Do55I3YKI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ipAYG4n-AnI/s400/tumblr_kxlippRKBr1qzfya1o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440603889532951138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4DoaXc4WmI/AAAAAAAAALw/Kq06Wn2-jGs/s400/tumblr_kxyp75v68g1qzfya1o1_400.png" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440610072726064418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4DuCRo_zSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/36zydzCKP-o/s400/tumblr_kxwamofZ8J1qzfya1o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 412px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 395px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440592490552753154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4DeC28N_AI/AAAAAAAAALg/3QifOh9NMLA/s400/tumblr_ky0909PZxl1qzfya1o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 403px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440603398000458866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4Dn9wWZvHI/AAAAAAAAALo/oFWFxet74MU/s400/tumblr_ky091gprOL1qzfya1o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ilikesealife"&gt;FIN&lt;/a&gt; FROM THESUMMEROBSESSION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I watched &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Percy Jackson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Logan Lerman is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOA WHOA WHOA &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was definitely better than the book! I thought the book was badly written and a little stupid, but the movie exceeded my expectations!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;OH on Saturday we played at SCC's Under 17 hockey carnival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was okay, mostly fun except for some awful match moments!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and Michelle had embarrassing encounters in the portaloos first thing in the morning- We were stumped because the taps wouldn't turn on! I though my banging-on-the-tap method(which only produced a few miserable drops of water, but it was better than nothing, okay!) was mighty clever until Michelle had a revelation and announced that stepping on a black push button would trigger water pouring down from the tap! So we both scrambled into a cubicle to turn on the water and the door closed and we thought we were stuck inside, so I panicked and pushed against the dumb door with everything I had, almost knocking Michelle into the toilet bowl in the process. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It turned out Natasha and Delia had been holding on to the door and that was why we couldn't open it, those prats! &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our first few matches started off pretty badly but we made a &lt;em&gt;bit &lt;/em&gt;of a comeback in the later matches!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;UWC (United World College) sent both guy and girl teams. We played the girl team in our third match and tied:/ I think I might've injured this girl during the match because I know I unintentionally swung my stick at her leg while tackling her and she was rubbing ice on her ankle after the match))): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was really exciting, indiscreetly (or at least, we &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to be indiscreet) ogling the UWC guys and trying to spot the good looking ones! They had their last names on the back of their jerseys which made everything so much more fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Natasha thought this really pretty blonde girl&lt;/span&gt; looked like &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;! (which she didn't) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And SCC's dressing rooms are SO posh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;There were mirrors all over and the works! We spent so much time in there we got chased out &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:////&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have the &lt;em&gt;worst&lt;/em&gt; sunburns from being in the sun for an entire day during the carnival yesterday! My shoulders are red and peeling and stinging)): I think I've rubbed rose aloe vera cream on them &lt;em&gt;five&lt;/em&gt; times today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I MUST remember to apply excessive amounts of sunscreen the next time Mr Sun comes around!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/958632280253935582-838647278614073531?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/838647278614073531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/02/somebody-turn-lights-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/838647278614073531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/838647278614073531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/02/somebody-turn-lights-on.html' title='Somebody turn the lights on'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S4Dv3clZDJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/OEfuzdZfKt4/s72-c/tumblr_kxufbvfw2b1qzf02jo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-6885974766738075424</id><published>2010-02-18T02:39:00.029-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T08:23:37.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brycerobinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439541014423145298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30hu5HcC1I/AAAAAAAAALI/HTYfmdfJifo/s320/tumblr_kxe1tcrqLf1qa9yjmo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439539579384794178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30gbXLojEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/UxJW6-F2x1U/s320/tumblr_kxqvyjhnTU1qzfya1o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439540406995257986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30hLiRWCoI/AAAAAAAAALA/YXF7mB6a118/s320/tumblr_kxp814asNP1qzfya1o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439536577283235554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30dsne2HuI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oFLtV7RfNz4/s320/tumblr_kw6quc8yCu1qze9dyo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439536276163537346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30dbFuUKcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nOdbJo-Abns/s320/tumblr_kxp991a4pR1qzfya1o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439537212575546530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30eRmIVfKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/bxNFiYCXxq0/s320/tumblr_kxngaySJVn1qzkug4o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439538015798297634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30fAWXkBCI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H74Ek233si0/s320/tumblr_kxp931Tic81qzqcjmo1_400(rest+in+peace,+Alexander+McQueen).jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;R.I.P, Alexander McQueen)):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439537782308468562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30eywjP91I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Hn6iClsAPVE/s320/tumblr_kwxx3g6Xd41qzxon3o1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439535401440331282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30coLIDRhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QEuVpX9e2nI/s320/tumblr_kxfyktd0OG1qzklyno1_400.jpg" /&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY WAS UNBELIEVABLY GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439544789835239330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30lKpn0z6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Geldy45u70A/s320/valentinesdaybanner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439536050794253138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30dN-KFy1I/AAAAAAAAAKA/RAtzETzrFN0/s320/281x211.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;T-swizzle and Taylor Lautner on the set(T-swizzle looks so feisty and wild and stunning!) They're so perfect next to each other! They should still be together)):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plus they were so funny on V day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my new crush,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BRYCE ROBINSON &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439533043055311714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30ae5dPu2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZQ3PHlfhwp0/s320/BRYCEROBINSON(TOOCUTE!).jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOOK AT HIM! Just &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(correction: h-h-h-hyperventilate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soulful puppydog eyes and windblown blond hair and the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;CUTEST&lt;/strong&gt; SMILE. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And some major acting chops for someone who's only &lt;em&gt;ten&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebecca Robinson.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Has a ring to it, doesn't it?! And four years is hardly anything, if you think about it! Anyway aren't older women all the rage now?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jennifer Garner and Ashton Kutcher(who can totally pull off pink!)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439539212855048050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30gGBwId3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/n6Wh_XNXXPo/s320/jennifergarnerandashtonkutcher(whocantotallypulloffpinkandhasSUCHdreamygorgeouseyelashes).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jennifer Garner(AGAIN!) and Bryce The Boy Of My Dreams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439533454513253314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30a22Qdq8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/DLbx_NH94Eg/s320/valentinesdaypic22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jennifer gets all the luck!&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439532773028538690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30aPLh2KUI/AAAAAAAAAJg/cpQByjTlNd0/s320/tumblr_kxwc5dEvdc1qar3kyo1_500(BRYCEROBINSON-iusuallydontgoforgirlsmyownage).jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/span&gt; Edison(Bryce) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'I usually don't go for girls my own age.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(way to go, cutie!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY PRINTER KEEPS BEING A TOTAL PRAT OF A PRINTER! &lt;/span&gt;I feel like breathing into a paper bag to calm myself down like they do in movies! But I can't find any paper bags lying around!)): This is so downright frustrating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We had no time for a Sephora Shopping Spree yesterday): But Valentine's Day was worth &lt;strong&gt;every moment&lt;/strong&gt;, even though, because of how the tickets were in high demand yesterday, we got crap front-row seats in the theatre which equates to sore necks and hints of headaches after the movie ended. But as I said, worth it. Worth all of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I crashed straight into a chair and now I've got a massive half-a-fist-sized bruise): On the bright side, it isn't very visible. So at least it's not a really painful &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; ugly bruise! Who knew bumping into deceivingly harmless, cute chairs could cause that much hurt! Not fun at all:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before I forget, Taylor Swift's newly released &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/videos/taylor-swift/475832/fearless.jhtml?id=1632051"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fearless music video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is completely breathtaking. I could have it on replay all day! -Dreamy eyes- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;As me and Michelle were discussing over enthusiastic texting, if she comes for a concert, to &lt;em&gt;heck&lt;/em&gt; with curfews and parental restrictions! We will &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SNEAK OUT&lt;/span&gt;- pull a Jacob Black(what with all his climbing-in-and-out-of-Bella's-window-tendencies)- if that's what it takes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of breathtaking, Glee is dead addictive! I'm falling for it all over again, and much harder this time! The cast is way more interesting when I watch it from the start the second time around. Must be the great quality and bigger screen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;OH band hero jam sessions with Michelle, Delia and Natasha on wednesday! T-swizzle, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;here we come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-6885974766738075424?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/6885974766738075424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/02/brycerobinson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/6885974766738075424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/6885974766738075424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/02/brycerobinson.html' title='brycerobinson'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S30hu5HcC1I/AAAAAAAAALI/HTYfmdfJifo/s72-c/tumblr_kxe1tcrqLf1qa9yjmo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-8503455879463114964</id><published>2010-02-09T06:14:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T06:42:55.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MICHWITCH'S BIRTHDAY(and mhaddies' belated birthday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHELLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(and happy belated birthday, mhaddies!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436250294888247538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S3Fw1zjtMPI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rpr3wl1Kr4s/s320/ZOMGIKEASWINGtumblr_kx3gugVxxE1qzfya1o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(see that swing?! It's the ikea one in my bedroom!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;You're both &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;f-f-f-fourteen&lt;/span&gt; now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436251036404549106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S3Fxg96-BfI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JrS82G_tTLw/s320/tumblr_kxfyr8TU1P1qzklyno1_400.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Warning from peter pan in Gay Green Whatsitcalled Suit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had better stay friends through heartbreaks and when we snag devastatingly gorgeous boyfriends and through our bachelorette parties and weddings and when we have unbelievably high-flying careers and even when I'm a celeb ((: and till we're funky old women who skateboard and shop and bake the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-8503455879463114964?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/8503455879463114964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/02/michwitchs-birthdayand-mhaddies-belated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/8503455879463114964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/8503455879463114964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/02/michwitchs-birthdayand-mhaddies-belated.html' title='MICHWITCH&apos;S BIRTHDAY(and mhaddies&apos; belated birthday)'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S3Fw1zjtMPI/AAAAAAAAAJI/rpr3wl1Kr4s/s72-c/ZOMGIKEASWINGtumblr_kx3gugVxxE1qzfya1o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-7091253583066596449</id><published>2010-02-06T06:13:00.014-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T08:27:57.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consistent Inconsistency</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435150499050291778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S22IlQyuAkI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mDpuJ_M7ZJA/s320/tumblr_kx6oqypj3c1qzfya1o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I'm craving coffee! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435141585986106098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S22AedCnsvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5aQKYXaWG0E/s320/tumblr_kx6vawr4TO1qb1q91o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435143270648239074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S22CAg5X0-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/aKxcBBhBJ20/s320/tumblr_kx1bzhwaPE1qzwijzo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435141306087148626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S22AOKVgjFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/CsQKtaGNqtk/s320/pictureperfectdepictionofacrazyschemingbitchfromhellschemingatakedownofherlatestconquest.enoughsaid..jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So she's really pretty, but don't you think the raccoon eyes kinda make her resemble a psychotic bitchfromhell on the phone with her best friend (who's presumably also a crazy bitchfromhell) scheming the takedown of her latest victim? ('Cause I do. Especially when the picture's blown up!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But she IS pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435134832507368034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S216VWX0MmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/koyZNpcNSPk/s320/4274805161_5b909cf003.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gorgeous wedges!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just booped noses with my baby cousin Cedric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Let's boop noses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Him: -unintelligible baby sounds-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Y'know, when &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; nose touches &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; nose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Him: -more unintelligible baby sounds- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Him: (BOOPS MY NOSE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eat him up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eat him up eathimupeathimupeathimup.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435141152579103762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S22AFOeVrBI/AAAAAAAAAII/D9krORHd_EU/s320/tumblr_kwcokq3FFa1qaij8ho1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;While I'm at it, I want to eat that up too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Week five of school was something like a slap in the face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Failing the third chinese common test of the year AND screwing up the fourth (and the first, a&lt;em&gt;nd&lt;/em&gt; the second, so basically, every one) is SO not fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday was gooooood, though! I was doing near-perfect imitations of sexy Paul and his sexy guitar! Michelle was being Martin, Natasha was Bryan, Jo was a fangirl, and Delia was security(HAHA) but &lt;em&gt;Paul trumps everybody&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435156466548511554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S22OAndKk0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/K1mXf8ihjro/s320/BOYS+LIKE+GIRLS+ASIA+TOUR+150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PAUL!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(that's him in Resort World Sentosa's ballroom, baby!)&lt;/span&gt; -heart thuds faster- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still. Can't. Believe. I. Saw. Paul. DiGiovanni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I breathed the air he breathed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLSBOYSLIKEGIRLSBOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLSBOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLSBOYSLIKEGIRLSBOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLSBOYSLIKEGIRLSBOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm spazzing out again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's order &lt;a href="http://www.gomerch.com/interface/body.php?module=store&amp;amp;id=4"&gt;BLG hoodies&lt;/a&gt;, michelleeeeee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This calls for a Paul Picture Spam, but I'd rather dedicate an entire post to his electrifying sexiness so that'll just have to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;PAULPAULPAULPAULPAULPAULPAULPAUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;riday's training was dead boring match-wise, but there was lots of drama bee-wise! This crazyass bee had a fetish for Abi's stripey black and yellow (self-explanatory) stick and kept hovering around, scaring everybody shitless! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And it rained so we squeezed under the shelter and had a couple of gos at Tarzan The Monkey Man. A REALLY bad idea, courtesy of (surprise, surprise) michelle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, all fifty/sixty of us actually sat around playing stupid Tarzan The Monkey Man while the pitch, which costs fifty bucks for the two hour booking, was just &lt;em&gt;lying&lt;/em&gt; there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TARZAN THE MONKEY MAN!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was like first grade all over again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So anyway, the Tarzan rounds didn't turn out so well.(duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then when the rain slowed to a drizzle our B div took on RI's C div. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was pretty exhilarating at first but then we weren't allowed to cheer for undisclosed reasons so the excitement died off little by little)): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The only source of entertainment(not a very good source, either) were these group of beng hockey players who had matching girl backpacks and sat on the bleachers with us and kept cheering for our school, godknowswhy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the RI guys weren't gentlemanly at all. Our seniors really let rip about them after the match ended, it was SO hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;OH, HAPPY FOURTEENTH, AMANDA!&lt;/span&gt; loveloveloveloveloveyou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that I went with delia to cheers to pick up some food to eat on-the-go! And then delia, being delia, tried tricking me into believing Joanna's mom used to date Jesse McCartney's dad(-.-) and &lt;strong&gt;I ACTUALLY BELIEVED HER&lt;/strong&gt;! Although, in my defence, delia can be an &lt;em&gt;occasional&lt;/em&gt; good liar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And&lt;/strong&gt; I only believed her for all of five seconds, okay! &gt;:/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we started on a laughing spree because of my expression, which delia thought was side-splitting and D huffily told this guy who was throwing her indiscreet That Chick Is Probably On Crack looks that she was 'not weird!' which made us laugh even harder! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;THEN I had a klutz moment and dropped everything at the checkout counter &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; total strangers thought delia &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wasn't wearing any pants&lt;/span&gt; because her shirt was pulled down really low. We cracked up like HYENAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going to paint my nails now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox&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/958632280253935582-7091253583066596449?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/7091253583066596449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/02/consistent-inconsistency.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/7091253583066596449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/7091253583066596449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/02/consistent-inconsistency.html' title='Consistent Inconsistency'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S22IlQyuAkI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mDpuJ_M7ZJA/s72-c/tumblr_kx6oqypj3c1qzfya1o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-1512050821732867359</id><published>2010-01-28T08:49:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:57:27.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOYS LIKE GIRLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boys Like Girls was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FAB&lt;/span&gt;. They were stellar, statuesque, and incrediblyincrediblyincrediblyincredibly brilliant!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Look at Paul DiGiovanni's &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(lead guitarist, dumbys!)&lt;/span&gt; tweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/paulBLG"&gt;http://twitter.com/paulBLG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Top five!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Right now I'm reeeeally tired so pictures and details real soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-1512050821732867359?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/1512050821732867359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/01/boys-like-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1512050821732867359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1512050821732867359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/01/boys-like-girls.html' title='BOYS LIKE GIRLS'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-1582209222798256582</id><published>2010-01-15T20:14:00.016-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T08:41:24.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picturesque Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427211600945891122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S1FUMktCRzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/L6be0gqAus0/s320/ferriswheelskyyy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing to be the friction in your jeans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427210539075162274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S1FTOw7U0KI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DkWqAyeeOmg/s320/bubblegum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To sum it up in a word, Band Hero is&lt;/span&gt; WICKED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taylor swift's songs are the &lt;em&gt;bestest!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427310079604076690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S1GtwySysJI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5-QY8oS9vc0/s320/2taylor11.png" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;She's gonna be on the cover of the February issue of Teen Vogue, apparently, which means I'm buying it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just read Queen of Babble again and it's as good as I remembered. I should have borrowed the sequel from the library that day but I didn't)): Also This Charming Man(Marian Keyes) is &lt;strong&gt;fab&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I stopped midway through Anatomy of a Boyfriend because Wes(the boyfriend) was starting to get on my nerves(he's a bit of an asshole) and Dominque had paranoia and insecurity issues and was so infatuated with him she could hardly see straight! When he DID NOT DESERVE her attention! (Okay I couldn't help but flip to the back to see how everything turned out since I wasn't planning to finish it, and -get this- Wes BROKE UP WITH HER &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OVER IM&lt;/span&gt;! Okay, so it wasn't a 27-second phone call(take that, Jerk Joe Jonas!) but still! Wes is totally a mopey, messed-up dickhead!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Plus it started to get graphic in a literary kinda way, which I do NOT dig! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427190363868520018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S1FA4abOXlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/UZ4kMk12zxs/s320/skins304_0457-1.png" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Manda's stopped stressing over her results and everything else!(ABOUT TIME) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh boy ohboyohboyohboy I really want glossy, metallic black nail polish about now! Face shop's black nail polish isn't glossy enough even with top coats:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, the second week of school wasn't all that great, but as D says, third time's a charm! So here's to next week being better((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;OH sexy lingerie's coming Singapore's way! We're gonna have the FIRST Victoria's Secret outside of America baby! Which is, like, a breakthrough!(launderie-wise, I guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me and MichWitch are making banners on Monday, 'cause it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;11 DAYS TO BOYS LIKE GIRLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427200930757453922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S1FKffJ3qGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FlKznszHTEc/s320/19507627.png" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxoxoxoxo&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/958632280253935582-1582209222798256582?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/1582209222798256582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/01/picturesque-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1582209222798256582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1582209222798256582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/01/picturesque-plans.html' title='Picturesque Plans'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/S1FUMktCRzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/L6be0gqAus0/s72-c/ferriswheelskyyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-6115242016940795781</id><published>2010-01-04T02:27:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:13:49.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First days):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was the first day of school!)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the crummy new(more like old) campus! Our holding site for the next two years. It's suprisingly better than I expected, but still kinda sucks. The toilets are the W-O-R-S-T! Three dumb cubicles, all of which are squatting ones! (One of which had a GROSS, used, bloodied pad floating around, rendering it unusable) And apparently the locks are pretty screwed up, cause two of my new classmates got locked inside a cubicle because the lock got stuck. Plus, take it from me, the sign that says 'girls' is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; visible; I almost entered the guys toilet THREE times in half a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even get me started about the pitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so depressing! Sigh, I shall stop ranting now in case I turn out to be a bad-tempered old lady who has ninety cats (y'know, the kind who chase little kids off their lawns) when I grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll NEVER chase little kids off my lawn! They're so adorable! I think if I was a messed-up guy on crack(ring a bell, natasha?) with a sick, perverted mind (and that's a big if) I would be a paedophile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ewwwwwww, I take that back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha Delia was HILARIOUS today. She was running back to class (channelling some major unglamness) 'cause she was really late, and then she smashed straight into the door! The memory is making me burst out laughing! And then Li-An went, all matter-of-factly, "That's SO Delia," and it was SO FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mhaddies was awfully mean about my drawings! I drew this STATUESQUE snowman, complete with a twisted (and thus realistic) carrot for its nose on her arm, and she said it was dead ugly! And then I drew this giraffe that looked really impressive, if I say so myself, and then she thought it was a BEAR! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to achieve self-actualization when my fab, irrepressible drawing potential isn't being recognised?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had subway for lunch with M and Mhaddies! It was SO yummy! We had a great laugh while boy-spotting I shared a footlong with MichWitch, who grudgingly admitted my choice of sauces was (in her words) UN -FREAKIN-BELIEVABLY GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Told you, you dumb old MichWitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-6115242016940795781?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/6115242016940795781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/6115242016940795781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/6115242016940795781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-days.html' title='First days):'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-1697153890880959641</id><published>2009-11-24T00:38:00.011-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T04:27:42.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from The Land Of Beaches and Trannys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: Bad Romance - Lady GaGa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Lady GaGa made a guest appearance on Gossip Girl! If only I weren't behind by a couple of episodes!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Phuket was SENSATIONAL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pretty turquoise waves crashing against the shore and braided hair(for a beachy vibe!) and SPECTACU-LAHHH hotel bathrooms and beach volleyball and &lt;em&gt;terrific&lt;/em&gt; rounds of taboo all night long! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also there were SO many (sizzlinggg hotttttt) Caucasian GGAs! Hardly any our age, but stillll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AND, take-your-breath-away-beautiful seaside sunsets FTW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay now LOOKY LOOKY, this is only just about the most adorable Taylor Swift cover &lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Mw7L1jJv-M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Mw7L1jJv-M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's even a (oh-so-cutely executed) MID-SONG COSTUME CHANGE(two-year-old equivalent of a striptease!), for crying out loud! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She actually got a pretty big part of the lyrics right, amazingly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The last part is the BESTEST! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Rockstar-worthy little wave and bobbing of her head* *Hushed whispering of 'Yes,yes,yes,yes'* 'I love Yew Orrkkk!'(New York)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talk about a Taylor imitation that is pitched to two-year-old perfection!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want her for christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH plus Taylor watched it and tweeted about it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'I just realized she's recreating my VMA performance, 2-year-old style. She says "I love New York!" at the end!!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just polished off an &lt;em&gt;entire&lt;/em&gt; box of (not even low-fat) yoghurt mochi. Things aren't looking too good with regards to my (to date, largely unsuccessful) diet! ): Darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have I mentioned how I've only got a miserable total of 4 hours of CIP this whole year?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PS: I can't BELIEVE how I've become so fond of RobP lately! I think it's his whole mini-makeover-ed-look! How come he looks WAY better than before?! And that sexy British accent with his WIT(so apparent in his never-failingly eloquent interviews!)I only just realised he possessed seems like its SHINING through now! This is SO unfair! Now I can't even hate him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-1697153890880959641?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/1697153890880959641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-from-land-of-beaches-and-trannys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1697153890880959641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1697153890880959641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-from-land-of-beaches-and-trannys.html' title='Back from The Land Of Beaches and Trannys'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-2620959657323500276</id><published>2009-09-26T03:18:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:56:08.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunsets And Silhouette Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: Vanilla Twilight -Owl City&lt;3&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Day-After-Your-Birthday Day, Sabrina! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blogger isn't hell bent on being annoying anymore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think The Beautiful Life is STATUESQUE! It's the New Big CW Thing, and Season 1's just started, but it looks &lt;em&gt;fantasmographical&lt;/em&gt;, all designer brands and models and whatnot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.daemonstv.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/the-beautiful-life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There you go, the sexy cast! Nico Tortorella (second from left, dumbys!) is SO swoon-worthy! &lt;em&gt;Look&lt;/em&gt; at that model-esque face! Tell&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;me he's not REALLY something! And Sara Paxton, who plays the female lead, is SO DANG BEAUTIFUL. I would KILL for those legs!&lt;/span&gt; (Y'know, hypothetically.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gossip Girl's Season 3 has started airing as well! I CAN'T WAIT to be able to start on it! I'm deciding if I should try out Glee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Y'know, applying mascara for other people is SO surprisingly thrilling! I got an actual adrenalin rush while putting it on my sister's lashes the other day! At first I was pretty crap at it, and it went into her eyes and everything. And then my &lt;em&gt;father&lt;/em&gt; started trying to dish out make-up advice complacently as if he were some professional, sought-after make-up artist!!! I paused midmotion because it was all quite annoyingly alarming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So there I was, simultaneously trying to work my magic on my sister's eyelashes without, as my mom meanly put it, 'making her go blind', while (politely!) telling my dad to PLEASE go away. He thinks make-up applying the same as &lt;em&gt;playing golf&lt;/em&gt;, which, frankly, really freaks me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, and I personally felt my sister's eyes turned out &lt;em&gt;spectacular&lt;/em&gt; after my painstaking attempts! &lt;em&gt;No one&lt;/em&gt; else thought so, though! &gt;:( Bet they were all jealous I one-upped them with my Amazing Mascara Applying Abilities! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mom thinks mascara is total garbage, but that works for me, 'cause she gave me all her tubes of mascara!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm addicted to writing lists! I've got list afer list after list scattered all over, ranging from everything from Top Ten Ideal Vacation Destinations to Hottest Celebs Of The Year to My Favourite Chick Flicks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But all's good, 'cause doesn't that mean I've got organisational skills? I'm pretty sure it does!(:(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Music: Game Over -Steve Rushton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've really taken a liking to Gaspard Ulliel! He's got slightly elfin features, but his eyes are so penetratingly pretty and he's got charmmmm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385737544122945218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sr37wvLuzsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/iyAUE5e-0rI/s320/Gaspard01BAM.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385737766674290738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sr379sQG2DI/AAAAAAAAAGw/dz_ThVHb7GM/s320/tn2_gaspard_ulliel_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; See, aren't those features leading-man-perfect?! He has a GLOWING profile!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I've discovered the appeal of ANTM! I've always loved reality TV shows, but watching ANTM never really occured to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, but now it has!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Studying Geog is a heck lot harder than it seems ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-2620959657323500276?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/2620959657323500276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogger-isnt-hell-bent-on-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/2620959657323500276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/2620959657323500276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogger-isnt-hell-bent-on-being.html' title='Sunsets And Silhouette Dreams'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sr37wvLuzsI/AAAAAAAAAGo/iyAUE5e-0rI/s72-c/Gaspard01BAM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-1646102072026672428</id><published>2009-09-10T20:31:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:15:11.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE HAIRCUTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Music: Weightless –All Time Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am FURIOUS at Blogger!! It is still messed up! You’d think it’d at least have the decency to be fixed after practically forever! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would boycott it but I kinda like it (when it’s not being mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So anyway, this week was HEAPS of fun. Oodles and oodles and oodles! Our ASP, Gossip Girl marathons and stuff didn’t exactly work out (Mhad The Socialite Wannabe’s life is packed with various activities every single day!) but I still had a pretty good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Monday there was our Sensational September Shopping Spree with MichelleMoob and Delia (which, to tell the truth, was a big fat failure shopping-wise, but it was also honestly fantastic!) Mango shavings FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hopefully our Darn Delicious December spree will be an improvement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, I got these gorgeous gingerbread man earrings for my sister’s birthday present on Tuesday! They are so dead adorable AND affordable, I was beaming for five whole minutes after I got them. She will &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; love them! (Plus I can borrow them occasionally! So it’s a win-win!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also there was ice skating with DD on Wednesday, which was good! &lt;em&gt;So&lt;/em&gt; cool and liberating! But it was really hard to get to the rink; we had to ask directions from really scary-looking men in some godforsaken red-light district! DD thought &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; knew the way and I thought &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; knew the way and intuition didn’t work so we almost got lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I saved the day (as usual) with my lets-take-a-cab suggestion, though! Quite glamly, if I say so myself! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And while we were skating DD humped some guy unintentionally (but then again, with her, you never know!) 'cause she thought she was going to fall and refused to let go of my arm while two guys were skating between us. The guy was completely &lt;em&gt;mortified. &lt;/em&gt;It was hilarioussss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I've been reading truckloads of chick lit recently! I borrowed tons of Marian Keyes from the library but I realised I read a couple of them ages ago when my sister borrowed them, but my memories of them are dim and distant, so it feels like deja vu now! Creepy-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH by the way Gaspard Ulliel is absolutely breathtaking! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He was a candidate for Edward when they were still casting Twilight's characters for the movie (!!!) JUST because he was 23 then and deemed too old he didn't get the part!( Or at least, something along those lines!) You gotta be kidding me- he doesn't look a &lt;em&gt;day&lt;/em&gt; over twenty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Grrrrr. Hello, bad decision!!! Gaspard can hide his british accent &lt;em&gt;so darn well&lt;/em&gt;! Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, the whole not-casting-anyone-over-21 thing was hella stupid! He would've made a PERFECT Edward. He even gives the flawless depiction of Edward in my head a run for its money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I would post one of his fantabulous pictures, but Blogger is being incredibly uncooperative at the moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Music: Two Is Better Than One (ft. Taylor swift) –Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m deciding if I should get Boys Like Girls’ new album! Hands down they’re one of my longest-standing favourite bands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ND I GOT A HAIRCUT YESTERDAY )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why oh why oh why does it always only occur to me that the haircut is going to look completely disastrous when I’m already in the process of getting it cut?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Before that I’ll be dying to get a haircut, and I’ll sit really obediently still on the chair and smile happily in anticipation, but then when I feel strands of pretty hair falling onto the ground as the scissors mercilessly goes snip snip snip I’ll lose it, and suddenly feel like bawling my eyes out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s &lt;em&gt;perpetually&lt;/em&gt; happening! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now my hair is a total mess! I feel like a whole new person (not in a good way)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It’s probably gonna take YEARS to grow back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH YEAH DAVID’S NEW ALBUM CFTH IS COMING WITH &lt;strong&gt;LIMITED EDTION CHRISTMAS CARDS&lt;/strong&gt;(!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Except its release date, 12 October, is a school day!): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-1646102072026672428?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/1646102072026672428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-haircuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1646102072026672428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1646102072026672428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-haircuts.html' title='I HATE HAIRCUTS'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-2647242782889603509</id><published>2009-08-29T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T09:06:47.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: Vegas Skies -The Cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blogger is &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;refusing to function properly! I'm really mad at its sub-standard-ness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talking to Delia Dimwit has me in stiches! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm feeling weird and dreamy and excessively high right now, so I think this post is going to be strange.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't post any pictures thanks to Blogger's current&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pathetic state, so this one's gonna be pretty wordy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Darn, Island Creamery ice cream &lt;em&gt;kills&lt;/em&gt; me, it's downright FAB, yo. I think I might have to wake up when the land is still all dark to work out in the gym tomorrow morning to burn the calories I shamelessly consumed away! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I've recently decided I'm ideologically opposed to gyms, considering how bad things &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; happen to me there! Like the time I was a little (uncharacteristically) dense and ended up making a fool of myself in front of the smokin' hot British guy with the sexy accent on the treadmill! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH and the time where the mean security guard REFUSED to let me into the gym because he thought I was an underage and minors couldn't enter without adult supervision, even though I stressed repeatedly that my father was in there(and proceeded to gesticulate wildly at my father) and that I just exited the gym momentarily (I was perspiring! And in track shoes! I mean, was the guy blind!?) to use the washroom. But then he kept telling me over and over that I was 'so underage, no, cannot ma'am, no, very underage.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH GOSH, and I remember there was the incident with the weights! But that one is far too embarrassing to relate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Boy, do I digress. Anyway, moving on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, we're not going to Egypt for our year end vacation anymore! I'm kinda sad about that 'cause I was looking forward to naming a camel Walrus (hah! Naming a camel Walrus is &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; a stellar idea; I impress myself with my intellect sometimes!!!) and then riding on it and braving desert sandstorms while checking out golden brown and triangle-ish pyramids! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It would've been a &lt;em&gt;brilliant&lt;/em&gt; experience! Absolutely perfect for potential awkward I-Feel-Compelled-To-Make-Small-Talk-But-I-Don't-Know-What-To-Say situations! So instead of muttering something about the weather I could go, all coolly, "Do you know I almost died in a sandstorm? And I named a camel Walrus and rode on its humps!" and then beam brightly while the other person gapes in awe of my intriguing, fulfilling life experiences. I could have been the one-of-a-kind Exceptional Small Talker! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emphasis being on &lt;strong&gt;could have&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Instead of vacationing in Exotic Egypt, we're going scuba diving in The Place Which I Forgot The Name Of, 'cause Manda is dead set on it, what with the scuba diving obsessions she's had for practically forever and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay, I admit that's not so bad, maybe I could pick up surfing! And finally get to see a gorgeous sunset on a beach(that makes my list of Top Ten Things I Am Dying To Do!) as well as use it as an excuse to get a brand new suitcase(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I LOVE VACATIONS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeah, my father makes me fume! Tomorrow's my mom's birthday and he was about to take her to a HAWKER CENTRE for her surprise, I quote, 'candlelight, once-in-a-year affair, romantic dinner'. Once the 'clever idea' occurred to him, with a self-satisfied grin he hastened to inform me, looking extremely pleased with his intelligence, that bringing her to a hawker centre for the spectacular dinner event she anticipates all year round was 'brave' and 'special' because no other husband would dare to do pull a stunt like that(duh, since they actually have brains). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah. He honestly thought it was the smartest idea he's ever had.(I've always known that he's dumb, but hello! This blows Pure Stupidity out of the water!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rendered speechless and utterly outraged on my mom's behalf(being the good daughter I am!), given the circumstances I told him kindly(you have to be patient with intellectually-challenged people, they can't help it!) that he was obviously suicidal, and no, his idea was not, as he believed, 'very clever, huh, Becca? Hehheh, your daddy is so smart, man!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So now they're cruising off to enjoy a dinner at a posh restaurant (thank HEAVENS). All thanks to my phenomenal intervention into poor, ignorant daddy's horrible plans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What would everyone do without me?!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S :&lt;/strong&gt; SaBRAna, Nuts Butts and Rachelle- ICYCOLD and Rebecca &lt;em&gt;SO&lt;/em&gt; doesn't go well together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-2647242782889603509?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/2647242782889603509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/08/music-vegas-skies-cab-im-feeling-weird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/2647242782889603509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/2647242782889603509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/08/music-vegas-skies-cab-im-feeling-weird.html' title='Vegas Skies'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-1373262107053564895</id><published>2009-08-13T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T03:58:08.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuzzy Blue Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Music: Pete Wentz Is The Only Reason We're Famous -Cobra Starship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've figured that sitting home around all day watching Gossip Girl and reruns of shows on TV is pretty fun, actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm pretty well right now apart from the annoying cough and sore throat(and how its a bad hair day!), but apparently not fit for school, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER WORDS- WOOHOO I'm home while everyone else is taking the DnT test!(that I will definitely fail if I took, but I'm NOT taking it cause I'm at home, babyyyyy, so hah!) Woot! The upsides of being sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my voice comes off pretty hoarse and sexy right now, thanks to my sore throat!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoarse in a jealousy-inducing kinda way, okay, not in a raspy way! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid unappreciative Michelle couldn't understand my (extraordinarily great!) voice clips that were even broken up for emphasis! She claimed to have heard only something along the lines of 'Your heehaw heehaw hawhee'. (!!!) Which was just really &lt;em&gt;mean&lt;/em&gt; of her, if you ask me. What with my sore throat coupled with my state of extreme physical discomfort and everything! Hmmmph. (Okay fine actually I did sound pretty unintelligible, but in a cool way! So it hardly matters! In fact the unintelligible-ness adds to the cool factor!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey I can't post videos/pictures of archudorable Davey tweets again! (WHYOHWHY is blogger &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; screwed up?! There should be a law against this!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I'm hungry. I never knew sick people got hungry! Aren't they supposed to lie around in bed with a lack of appetite?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay I got a yoghurt bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow 'MOOOMBLAH' keeps popping up in my head. It's kinda freaky and I don't know what it means. Frankly I don't wanna know either. It must be my stupid incoherent mind at work! And the after-effects of antibiotics and the Disgusting Pink Medicine That Tastes Like Feet(but actually does help) or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I might've popped a rib laughing at Singapore Idol auditions! It's so hilarious how it's supposed to be a &lt;em&gt;talent&lt;/em&gt; show. Is anyone really gonna watch it, as opposed to, like, American Idol, to see actual singing talent?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm gonna sleep now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-1373262107053564895?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/1373262107053564895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/08/fuzzy-blue-lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1373262107053564895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1373262107053564895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/08/fuzzy-blue-lights.html' title='Fuzzy Blue Lights'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-4622661131863404786</id><published>2009-08-06T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:41:31.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Obsession,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367090483361898770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Snu8W8oqYRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7aw_B3odDuI/s320/Sellj484.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: Fireflies -Owl City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(I think Adam Young looks mighty cool in select few pictures!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367089201298763170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Snu7MUk_baI/AAAAAAAAAGI/lC6Ajs5NrbM/s320/Owl%2BCity-adamyoung.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;National day celebrations today! Red and white all around, babay! Our school was being totally, unecessarily particular about 'appropriate' dressing, if you ask me! Like it makes much of a difference anyway. Hello, our school shorts are short as well, and we wear them every single day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Okay, fine, &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; every single day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh! Me and Natasha were doing the Hoedown Throwdown during the family dance! I was completely characteristically glam, but she kept going in the wrong direction! Talk about spoiling our momentum! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay now here's Davey doing a Bubbly (colbie calliat) cover that is sure to brighten up anyone's day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iz5LspR1ixw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iz5LspR1ixw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know! His intoxicating voice is so mesmerisingly &lt;em&gt;soulful! &lt;/em&gt;Manda snarkily said something about Davey always doing covers of girls' songs(SO untrue) which I am going to skilfully ignore. Hmmph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Music: New Perspective -Panic At The Disco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(I liked it better when they were Panic! At The Disco. The ! had an upbeat kinda vibe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And did you know Peter(from Fighting Spiders) goes to the bus stop outside our school everyday?!(Well, not that I care. Much.) I was intending to go Peterspotting (which is NOT stalking! Just getting a quick innocent glimpse!) but I come to school way too late ): I need my beauty sleep, y'know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also I realised my hair is brown if you stand really really close and look really really hard!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus I got over my I-absolutely-hate-Robert-Pattinson-As-Edward-because-he-desecrates-Edward's-supposed-flawlessness-in-the-book phase! Well done, me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got these pretty great icons of him and I'm trying to post them, but Blogger is being bitchy ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, my mom keeps stealing Breaking Dawn when I feel like re-reading it! She's proclaiming with alarming frequency about how hot 'Dracula' is. Seriously, you'd think she'd at least TRY to remember Edward's name after reading three and a half books with unbelievable concentration! So I dropped a Breaking Dawn spoiler or two. Accidentally-on-purpose. It was a teensy bit immature, but still!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;h and Taylor Lautner actually went to put on like, 20kg of muscles just for New Moon! At first MichelleMoob thought they digitally enhanced his abs at the scene his shirt came off! He's &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; a toned cutie! He's actually a &lt;em&gt;martial artist&lt;/em&gt;(!!!) Hotness overload much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367086598139752962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Snu40zDhMgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/By_y-kT-Nqo/s320/f8f8ad39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay lunch smells yummy! I'm going to eat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You Know You Love Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.S: NATASHA LOSER WONG, STOP SPAMMING WITH PSEUDONYMS CONSISTING OF VARIATIONS OF 'FAT GUY'! OR I'LL BE FORCED TO USE MY OUTRAGEOUSLY COOL DEATH GLARE. And I &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; moonwalk, okay! NO ONE appreciates my Amazing Moonwalking Prowess!&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/958632280253935582-4622661131863404786?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/4622661131863404786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/08/mood-music-fireflies-owl-city-i-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/4622661131863404786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/4622661131863404786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/08/mood-music-fireflies-owl-city-i-think.html' title='Summer Obsession,'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Snu8W8oqYRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7aw_B3odDuI/s72-c/Sellj484.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-5955418822339501951</id><published>2009-07-14T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T01:06:54.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake And Shout,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: Love Drunk -Boys Like Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want a new blogskin, 'cause this one has been around for months, and it's getting boring! OH, here are some epic AmberHallPhotography shots of Davey. Man, they're &lt;em&gt;badass&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358280131210206978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SlxvY9PRXwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/tC-rXGuzH0Y/s320/3710500265_9a1045f867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358283739726149106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SlxyrAAg9fI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9NTPB1wbcpw/s320/bw2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ohmygosh, just &lt;strong&gt;look&lt;/strong&gt; at that amazing expression! &lt;em&gt;And&lt;/em&gt; the flattering plaid scarf he wears so well! &lt;strong&gt;*swoon*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How can someone be so irresistable?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358280566556362002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SlxvyTB4hRI/AAAAAAAAAFo/x85EN6MsYnk/s320/3710452243_d4f8a5ab98.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I have hints of a sore throat thanks to the Ten Second Snorting Game that me and WenPin were playing during Chinese. This is unbelievable! Blatant trickery! You'd think that our noses would have nothing to do with our throats! &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-5955418822339501951?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/5955418822339501951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/07/shake-and-shout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5955418822339501951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5955418822339501951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/07/shake-and-shout.html' title='Shake And Shout,'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SlxvY9PRXwI/AAAAAAAAAFg/tC-rXGuzH0Y/s72-c/3710500265_9a1045f867.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-5484569553359956123</id><published>2009-06-27T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:09:23.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't Be So Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG school starts tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our shopping trip last week that was supposed to be a major success turned out a little crappy, but at least we got clothes. And Iluma's arcade &lt;em&gt;kicks some serious ass&lt;/em&gt;, I tell you! The tennis game was incredible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AND Transformers was pretty cool! I mean, the dumb second-row seats we got, plus the countless &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BANGBANGBANGexplode&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOOMBOOMBOOMexplode&lt;/span&gt;!s&lt;/em&gt; made me get a migraine halfway through, I and kinda preferred Transformers 1, but still! Josh Duhamel was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;smokin'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Man, he was one sexy commander! Half-cured my migraine! &lt;em&gt;How&lt;/em&gt; can everyone think Megan Fox is the hottie in the show?! Just look at Josh's abs!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352271205493169554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SkcWTcj43ZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nS8j_S__vY8/s320/joshduhamelHOT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay right now all the pictures of him look strange, so I shan't post any more. But boy, he really IS hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also Chek Jawa was such a HUGE letdown. &lt;em&gt;Some&lt;/em&gt; vacation consolation it was! Because of piggy flu, instead of being on some brilliant beach abroad I was in &lt;em&gt;Chek Jawa&lt;/em&gt;. No offence, but even the name is just such a turn-off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I mean, the day started awfully when, to my &lt;em&gt;horror&lt;/em&gt;, Dad fully &lt;em&gt;jumped&lt;/em&gt; on me at some insane hour in the morning to wake me up (it really hurt, hmmph!) so we could have breakfast at Changi and set off. I can't believe sacrificed my beauty sleep for &lt;strong&gt;Chek Jawa&lt;/strong&gt;! And then it got worse as the day progressed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All we got was crazy-hot sunlight and mosquito bites. OH and all we saw were horny fiddler crabs mating really disgustingly in the mud! So when I covered Marcus' eyes and shouted, "Get a room!" at the gross crabs (quite politely, okay!) they just went &lt;em&gt;on&lt;/em&gt; with it, as if it wasn't in full view of everyone who was there! Which admittedly wasn't a lot of people, since it was so early in the morning, plus who goes to Chek Jawa anyway?!, but they &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; shouldn't be doing it in public! Shameless, red &lt;em&gt;ugly&lt;/em&gt; things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh anyway Twitter is kinda fun! It's such an amazing global phenomenon thingamingie! Davey's posts are too adorable for words. They're really laughter-inducing and just &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; cute. He should win an All-Time Cutest Twitterer award! Not that there is one, but there really should be, don't you think!&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/958632280253935582-5484569553359956123?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/5484569553359956123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/06/couldnt-be-so-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5484569553359956123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5484569553359956123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/06/couldnt-be-so-wrong.html' title='Couldn&apos;t Be So Wrong'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SkcWTcj43ZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nS8j_S__vY8/s72-c/joshduhamelHOT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-8798777643866236959</id><published>2009-06-21T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:41:09.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazier;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My phone is officially MIA. First it &lt;em&gt;died&lt;/em&gt; on me, then it went and got itself lost at (possibly) Bishan Park! Okay, maybe&lt;em&gt; I&lt;/em&gt; went and got it lost, but well, I bet it'll appear somewhere soon, like it always does. I don't even see the point in finding it, 'cause Mr. Phone will be back, I'm sure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH YEAH, the red ants at bishan park have issues! Some trees are swarming with them, plus I got a really painful sting that was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; uncalled for. The ants should really keep from stinging cool, glam people! Picnics are seriously overrated, especially when gross grass and spoons and goodness knows what falls into the fruit punch and everything. But overall it was pretty cool, I guess! Plus I laughed myself like, to tears when I was in Joey's car; her father is the funniest man I've ever met. No kidding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh! Bishan Park has loads of all these &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt; little kids who all seem to have some strange fetish for Julian's soccer ball! It's pretty amazing, if you ask me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my family is keeping away from me 'cause they're convinced I have h1n1, which is really stupid. Hello, I'm not even running a temperature or anything! &lt;em&gt;And&lt;/em&gt; we didn't even go abroad. Paranoid meanies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349733998351337730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sj4SujaPyQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3-6qh4aekLk/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also, Lucas Till totally makes my Top Ten Hot Guys list! He was really, really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOTHOTHOT &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;in The Hannah Montana Movie, honestly. In the You Belong With Me MV he was way cute as well, next to Taylor Swift. AND his smile is the sudden, catch-you-off-guard-in-a-good-way, intoxicating kind too! He looks a little funny in some pictures, but whoa, he's too good to be true in others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-8798777643866236959?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/8798777643866236959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/8798777643866236959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/8798777643866236959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazier.html' title='Crazier;'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sj4SujaPyQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3-6qh4aekLk/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-283203810274210752</id><published>2009-06-08T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:59:00.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me On the Floor;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Si4CfL9yTbI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3f0IJqfQA2A/s1600-h/The%2BVeronicas%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345212542546496946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Si4CfL9yTbI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3f0IJqfQA2A/s320/The%2BVeronicas%2B10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Music: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take Me On The Floor- The Veronicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;y phone is on crack! It is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; messed up, it's crazy and useless half of the time. It's gone&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345217063102222066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Si4GmUWQjvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ji-QXKjbq9k/s320/ten16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(sorry, I couldn't help it! Don't you think it's a cool icon, though?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I seriously need a new phone, right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Also there is a &lt;em&gt;king&lt;/em&gt; WASP living in a decorative hole in my shelf! Okay, maybe it isn't exactly a king wasp(if there's even such a thing), but whatever. It's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; and it just &lt;em&gt;squeezes &lt;/em&gt;itself right into the hole (well, to the shelf's deisgners, who apparently happen to think adding holes enhances its appearance, well this is a testament to how they evidently &lt;em&gt;attract wasps&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Great&lt;/em&gt; business strategy, guys!) really shamelessly. As if it owns the place or something, and you can literally &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; how annoyingly triumphant it is that it's being left unbothered, mainly 'cause attacking it would mean sustaining a burning sting! I ran screaming away from it, and you can hardly blame me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.dailygalaxy.com/photos/uncategorized/2009/01/18/wasp45456gffdd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I mean, if something like that^^^was &lt;em&gt;living &lt;/em&gt;in your bedroom, you'd be hysterical as well!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;It has like,&lt;em&gt; fangs! &lt;/em&gt;Or things that look like fangs, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talk about disgusting. Not to mention majorly unfair. As my grandfather points out, it could fully fly into my ear in the middle of the night, rendering the unsuspecting, sleeping glamorously me &lt;em&gt;deaf &lt;/em&gt;or something equally horrifying. Maybe Pest Control handles this sort of thing. But they might be mad at me if they are summoned since it's only a single wasp. (Even though I bet it's a king one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hey, maybe I should start tennis lessons again! 'Cause the girl playing downstairs looks pretty cool. Oh, and she has killer legs -obviously not Sharapova &lt;em&gt;to-die-for&lt;/em&gt;, I mean c'mon, Sharapova's in a league of her own- but still gorgeous. I don't think she actually lives in my estate, 'cause generally my estate doesn't exactly consist of cool people, if the Screwed-up Bike Thieves, barbaric little kid who resides at the playground 24/7, meanly uptight security guards, etc. are any indication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;OHYES AND FEDERER WON, THAT UNBELIEVABLY AMAZING, TOO-COOL-FOR-NUTS GUY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-283203810274210752?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/283203810274210752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-me-on-floor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/283203810274210752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/283203810274210752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-me-on-floor.html' title='Take Me On the Floor;'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Si4CfL9yTbI/AAAAAAAAAFA/3f0IJqfQA2A/s72-c/The%2BVeronicas%2B10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-9035772831160862913</id><published>2009-06-03T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:21:03.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come On Get Higher;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SiYuCk9DnoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WqvNUShpIyc/s1600-h/CIMG0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343008629736054402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SiYuCk9DnoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WqvNUShpIyc/s320/CIMG0160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think that's a pretty dang good NYC one of Davey! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A skinny tie would have perfected his outfit(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music: Kiss A Girl -Keith Urban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And New Moon's trailer is out! Oh gosh, Jackson Rathbone's expression as he runs towards Bella is &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; PRICELESS. Constipated and completely, hilariously gross in this weird kinda way! Even though it's barely two seconds, but his features are all scrunched up and funny! Had it on replay loads of times(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plus I think Jacob in wolf form resembles a dog more than a werewolf. Not that I would actually know how a werewolf is supposed to look like, but hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fXuN8hkQ0sU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fXuN8hkQ0sU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH and church camp wasn't as bad as I expected! OHYEAH except there was my screwed up reading of the Responsorial Psalm and subsequent tripping over the wire! I was an epic failure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, let's just leave it at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, today three scary kids harrassed me in this EWW way! Like I think they were stalking me or something, seriously! They kept following staring and whispering and pointing (REALLY INDISCREETLY) some of the way home. Hmmph! Mean &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;with messed up stalking skills. Honestly, you'd think they could do better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wait, I guess they don't qualify as stalking, 'cause you would have to be sneaky and discreet to be stalking, right? Like on, well, TV and all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But on second thoughts, not necessarily. And besides, it's kinda cool to have a non-scary stalker! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, yeah, Gossip Girl icons are amazing! Especially when they're well-cropped. I've got tons now, and they are &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;brilliant and Gossip Girl worthy. Leighton Meester is surprisingly photogenic, even next to Blake Lively!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-9035772831160862913?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/9035772831160862913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-on-get-higher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/9035772831160862913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/9035772831160862913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-on-get-higher.html' title='Come On Get Higher;'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SiYuCk9DnoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WqvNUShpIyc/s72-c/CIMG0160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-5435019924608443943</id><published>2009-05-20T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:28:18.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starstruck;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Shas_ESjDmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6jEmEqQYbX0/s1600-h/true-idols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338644607777574498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Shas_ESjDmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6jEmEqQYbX0/s320/true-idols.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;^It speaks for itself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: No Boundaries -Kris Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday was &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;uneventful it easily makes my list of Top Ten Most Unremarkable Days of My (cool) Entire Existence. Wednesday's lessons alone are enough to give me a hellish migraine. Such boringness shouldn't even be &lt;em&gt;allowed&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH, FRIENDS owns. I laughed so hard at Joey's pure grossness while eating yummy gummy bears that are a sweet-and-sour combination just now I almost fell off my chair and NEARLY beat my chest in a tarzan-fied, insane moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And switching shampoo is an unbelievably annoying thing to do. Like, it's the &lt;em&gt;one millionth time&lt;/em&gt; my hair feels bad-hair-dayish since I changed my shampoo. Okay fine, maybe it's not the millionth, but hello, the shampoo &lt;strong&gt;obviously&lt;/strong&gt; hates me. Well, the feeling is mutual, you useless shampoo! We'll see how you like it when I toss you straight into the bin, you loser of a hair product &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeah, I KNOW our stay-awake slumber party will be total crazy fun, though Michelle the Man, in this really uncharacteristically hygienic moment, insists that we have to quarantine Amanda beforehand, (since she's going abroad) which is such an utter waste of time, if you ask me! I mean like, only guys don't wash their hands, and Amanda isn't a guy! (I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AND I slept in today! The past week I had to drag my sorry, fatigued ass out of bed &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; single morning just in time to literally throw on my clothes and hastily speedwalk to school, and then made it to class seconds before the bell rang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today's treasure hunt was SO SCARY. The pointless '9th National Table Tennis' clue was brought me on a wild goose chase; I had to enter the dark, ugly table tennis training place (ALONE and DEFENSELESS), which, by the way totally resembles a creepy setting prevalent in those nightmarish horror scenes, right before something jumps the scared-out-of-her-pants damsel, y'know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AND the clue wasn't even supposed to be found there. Talk about a waste of my courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, I am really skeptical about our d &amp;amp; t boat-car turning out even remotely successful. (It was a downhill spiral right after the wood got painted black!) Well, to be more exact our &lt;em&gt;ex&lt;/em&gt; boat-car, which has been sadly reduced to an unrecognisable black, wooden pile of inexpertly-placed wheels and rusty nails and decomposing transparent plastic indistinguishable from firewood-burned-black, and it &lt;em&gt;doesn't float, &lt;/em&gt;so&lt;em&gt; ex&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;boat&lt;/strong&gt;-car is probably self-explanatory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't even think it qualifies as a &lt;em&gt;car&lt;/em&gt; anymore! If Mr Ng wasn't desperately trying to help us salvage it, it would probably get an E8 or something. Not that I'm counting on it not getting an E8, truthfully. It's still a work of art though! (:(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I personally think it resembles Wall-E. Oh, yeah, except watching Wall-E wasn't in the least exciting; it made me fall asleep at, apparently, according to my enthusiastic kid brother who adored even the credits, hands down the most exciting part! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But admittedly how Wall-E didn't even say &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; proper word throughout the entire course of the somewhat torturous movie didn't contribute to the staying-awake factor. But I digress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And ANYWAY, there must be some appeal in Wall-E's appearance, taking into consideration how much money was thrown into its production. And since, well, our 'car' looks like Wall-E, well, it's &lt;em&gt;got &lt;/em&gt;to be pretty cool! I bet the end product will exceed everyone's expectations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM PSYCHED THAT KRIS IS AMERICAN IDOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Although it was a huge, huge, huge shock! But it's awesome all the same. &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/958632280253935582-5435019924608443943?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/5435019924608443943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/05/starstruck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5435019924608443943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5435019924608443943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/05/starstruck.html' title='Starstruck;'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Shas_ESjDmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6jEmEqQYbX0/s72-c/true-idols.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-1547346928335230084</id><published>2009-05-16T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:27:53.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile For The Paparazzi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, that's my new motto!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Music: Starstruck- Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna change my blogskin but it's taking forever to find a nice one, so I guess I'll just stick to this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ANYWAY I'M BEYOND HAPPY CAUSE KRIS IS THE FINAL TWO! He deserves every last vote, what with his recent sweep-you-off-your-feet performances. And Adam, too, but that goes without saying, no kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336667242521651986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sg-mlQr3axI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dFeD3NJT_1E/s320/42202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336660315993885666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sg-gSFW9S-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/h5FVhVj_sxk/s320/kris-getting-in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was SO happy when I found out in school on Thursday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kris is&lt;em&gt; such &lt;/em&gt;a cutie. Yeah, he kicked Danny ass, that awesome guy! Adam will obviously win(I think) but anyway the AI contract is kinda screwed up, isn't it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, but Adam is &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; hot, even with the gay thing and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, and you should never ever leave a raisin packet on your table &lt;strong&gt;at all costs&lt;/strong&gt;. Never. Not unless you want to realise, AFTER YOU'VE EATEN THE WHOLE DANG PACKET, that there are COCKROACH EGGS at the bottom of the packet, and then proceed to scream the whole estate down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seriously, it's so not worth it, believe me. PLUS you get everyone within a mile radius totally pissed off with your noise pollution, and that ain't fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ohmydavid, I now have a phobia of crazy scare-hotties-out-of-their-pants crows that PRETEND TO BE BURGLARS AND SCARE YOU HALF TO DEATH, &lt;strong&gt;cockroaches &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;already&lt;/em&gt; had a phobia of them, but now it's just worsened, hmmph&lt;/span&gt;!) and inconsiderate bike thieves who steal your favourite, sticker-covered bike instead of your gross silver one which you wouldn't even mind being stolen anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Music: The Feel Good Drag -Anberlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I just have to add that S Factor is possibly the most brainless, pointless show in the entire history of Loser Singaporean Rip-Off Shows. WHY someone would voluntarily degrade herself in such an embarrassing show and engage herself in &lt;strong&gt;bitchy&lt;/strong&gt; conversation with the other contestants, trying hard but failing miserably to sound witty, is truly beyond me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I mean, if you're gonna be a stuck-up bitch, at least be a witty one. If not you'll just sound like a complete loser! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay wait, what am I saying, being a bitch, even if you're witty, is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; not cool! Unless you're, like, Blair Waldorf, who can pull off literally anything with her amazing wit, spunk and unconventionally pretty looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leighton Meester is totally cool with her subtle, unconventional pretty looks which aren't in-your-face like Blake Lively (who is really unparalleled in areas concerning beauty) but pretty all the same. AND Leighton and Charm-Your-Socks-Off Ed Westwick are&lt;em&gt; made &lt;/em&gt;for each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A perfect, perfect pair! It's criminally &lt;strong&gt;wrong &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;if they aren't romantically involved off the set; I mean &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt; at that unbelievable chemistry when they act together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That reminds me, I really need to get back to Gossip Girl after the, what, 3 week hiatus? I am SO going on a Gossip Girl marathon, pronto, before Michelle the Fatass can reveal the latest scandal with one of those unprecedented accidentally-on-purpose slips of her fickle tongue! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't wait for my cool, charity-aiding Davey EZ-Link card stickers. &lt;/strong&gt;Apparently they're arriving next week, which is way sooner than expected!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-1547346928335230084?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/1547346928335230084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/05/smile-for-paparazzi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1547346928335230084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/1547346928335230084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/05/smile-for-paparazzi.html' title='Smile For The Paparazzi!'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sg-mlQr3axI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dFeD3NJT_1E/s72-c/42202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-5138654642684864825</id><published>2009-05-03T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:24:29.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But Boys Will Be Boys;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;But Boys Will Be Boys;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Music: I Do Not Hook Up -Kelly Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am still majorly pissed at the psycho bike thieves who stole our bikes from -get this- &lt;em&gt;right outside our house&lt;/em&gt;. Man, they have issues!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At first I was fervently hoping the thief was some hot David lookalike who was only stealing the bikes cause he was on a reality TV show called something along the lines of &lt;strong&gt;Stealing And Seeing People's Reactions&lt;/strong&gt; and we would get like, a thousand bucks or something in exchange &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or maybe some poor, cute old woman who was suicidal and, you know, who stole them to sell and get some desperately-needed money or something. Y'know! That kind of cool thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But it turned out the security cameras managed to capture like, some video of the backs of these (ugly, I'll bet, hmmph!) teenage guys riding away on them. Assholes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ohoh, Can't &lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt; KRIS and ADAM were in the bottom three last week! America is definitely in need of &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; better taste. They had better get their act together fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I wanna watch Seventeen Again; Zac Efron's kinda hot in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://weblogs.amny.com/entertainment/stage/blog/zac_efron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ohmygosh, he looks &lt;em&gt;fantabulous &lt;/em&gt;here. &lt;strong&gt;Devastatingly beautiful, irresistable eyes! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh, Just My Luck was airing on TV yesterday. Didn't manage to catch it in cinemas when it first came out, so I watched it yesterday. Was pretty dang good! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 611px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/ba/Justmyluck.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ewww, Chris Pine looks shitty there^ He looked loads better in the movie. Well, sorta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost died laughing at all the dumb things Ashley (Lindsay Lohan) did, especially the &lt;em&gt;hilarious &lt;/em&gt;part she fully made the washing machine explode bubbles everywhere. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which is something I bet I wouldn't do, okay, except Aunty Yeni is confident I would, so I typically can't try fiddling with the washing machine when she happens to be looking. Not that I would even &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to wash the clothes, anyway, so it's totally a win-win. Hmmph.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYEAH, and screw the stupid pigs. Swine flu is intriguely, crazily scary. Like, literally a bizzare, mutated virus on crack! Some &lt;strong&gt;pig&lt;/strong&gt;/bird/human virus which shouldn't even &lt;em&gt;be&lt;/em&gt; in existence. &lt;em&gt;So &lt;/em&gt;unappealing, AND potentially fatal. Plus the stupid symptoms don't even have the decency to appear at its most contagious stage, which, ohmydavid, triples its scary factor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also very conveniently forgot Monday's history test till the last minute, and then realised that Mr Traitor History Textbook is still under my desk in school! Dang!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-5138654642684864825?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/5138654642684864825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/05/but-boys-will-be-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5138654642684864825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5138654642684864825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/05/but-boys-will-be-boys.html' title='But Boys Will Be Boys;'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-3706405745992443050</id><published>2009-04-23T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:29:54.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Only Me When I'm With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mu&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sic: Falling Slowly- Kris Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327849877338410290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SfBTPDtdTTI/AAAAAAAAADw/ALgFaGBBKvI/s320/krisallen!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Kris is a cutey!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quote Of The Day-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Even our doppelgangers can work it out," -Blair Waldorf&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH, PRICELESS. &lt;em&gt;This &lt;/em&gt;(Blair's cool lines)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;is one of the millions of reasons Gossip Girl &lt;em&gt;owns&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;feast your eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327844426688098274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SfBORydJ7-I/AAAAAAAAADg/LEbVYut_1no/s320/CHACE-SMOKING.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i541.photobucket.com/albums/gg388/AllyLina/Yumm/chacecrawford300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chace is just too sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today's assembly was awesome, mainly because the one of the policemen giving the talk was &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;smoking hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As in seriously, whoa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For a singaporean guy, he was &lt;em&gt;gorgeous&lt;/em&gt;. AND a policeman, too. I mean like, a hero with a scar that is totally hinting at a heroic act who chases delinquents courageously (with no regard whatsoever for his own life, y'know like a totally selfless hottie) and pins them down like, with totally cool ease, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;all for the good of the society! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*insert swooning*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policemen are such cool people, I just realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and ironically, right after our traffic safety talk, I ran onto the road because YES, THE STUPID WIND BLEW MY IPW BOARD AWAY. Okay, so maybe I was balancing it on my tummy(in this really glam way), but i didn't know it would get blown away, and get blown &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN, BEFORE I COULD GET IT,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A CAR ROLLED OVER IT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No kidding.&lt;/em&gt; And nope, I didn't even scream! All I did was scoot over coolly. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, I rushed to get it back after that, cause Mhad promised to scream if a car came speeding by, and yeah, I survived! Which you probably already figured, since I'm typing this now and everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So the board's just a teensy bit disfigured, but it's still completely usable. I'm really happy the car didn't run over the part of the board with the picture of Federer(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;pains&lt;/em&gt; I go through to get the stupid IPW project done. I like, heroine-ically risked my life, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe I should be a policewoman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, on second thoughts, no wayyy. It would be incredibly scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, DnT was pretty okayy-eay today, but the construction of our boat-car (Yes, it can -at least, hypothetically- move on water AND on land, as the name suggests. Are we cool or what?)&lt;br /&gt;Except the construction of the boat didn't go very well, cause, hello, girls are generally just not cut out for this kinda thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylie kept calling us weird things like dimwits, which made me laugh my arse off, and then all we managed to do was cut off triangles from two pieces of wood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, tonight Davey's performing Touch My Hand on AmericanIdol! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-3706405745992443050?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/3706405745992443050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-only-me-when-im-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/3706405745992443050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/3706405745992443050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-only-me-when-im-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m Only Me When I&apos;m With You'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SfBTPDtdTTI/AAAAAAAAADw/ALgFaGBBKvI/s72-c/krisallen!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-4931760849819232291</id><published>2009-04-14T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T04:49:57.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back On On Old Love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Looking Back On On Old Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or lack thereof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Music: Love Song For No One -John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;John Mayer's voice is amazingg, and I love how his songs paint a picture in your head. If only the whole breakup-with-Jennifer-Aniston-&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; thing didn't happen. Well, he might not be the hottest guy around, but seriously, oh, man, he is &lt;em&gt;such &lt;/em&gt;a kickass musician; I need to learn to play the guitar like him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my diet plans always fail pretty miserably. How it's even possible to resist chocolate, especially when it comes in the form of &lt;em&gt;awesome newly-introduced dynamite rockety sizzle-and-pop-in-your-mouth ice-cream&lt;/em&gt;, I still don't get. Also,&lt;/span&gt; me and AmandaLim were pigging out on chips and chocolate wafers while watching American Idol just now. (Guilt, guilt, guilt) OH YEAH THE JUDGES SAVED MATT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the first finalist they save in American Idol&lt;em&gt; history&lt;/em&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;Matt&lt;/strong&gt;. Okay, so maybe the 'save' thing is newly incorporated, but hello, like they should so save their 'save' for someone more worthy of it this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;AND that reminds me, Davey's gonna perform on AI next week (!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325297537981823218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SedB5WqrOPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9-fOECJ22m0/s320/archuleta-bw-idaho-utah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out that awesome collage I got from Snarkys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-4931760849819232291?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/4931760849819232291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/looking-back-on-on-old-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/4931760849819232291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/4931760849819232291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/looking-back-on-on-old-love.html' title='Looking Back On On Old Love,'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SedB5WqrOPI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9-fOECJ22m0/s72-c/archuleta-bw-idaho-utah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-947432950406649251</id><published>2009-04-12T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T06:08:20.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Inside;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lovegame- Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323822239726114034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SeIEHsYzFPI/AAAAAAAAADI/G4ZFraW0YJA/s320/Pictures+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My finger is stinging cause I stupidly slammed my bedroom window on it, and I'm looking at it anxiously a whole lot cause it's real numb and it might drop off, and everything! There's even this little white dent on my fingernail(!!!) Okay, maybe the dent's kinda teensy, but hello, I DON'T WANNA BE FINGERLESS. And it's a pretty finger, too. It's really scary, (being fingerless, I mean! Not my finger) if you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and I realised hot guys flock to Swensens. Like, every time I eat dinner there some hot guys will be there. It's totally cool. Or maybe I just attract hotness! Rebecca, the hot guy magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's incredibly hard to find glam pictures of some tennis stars. I was trying to look for flattering ones for our IPW project, but it was just &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; not working. But of course it was wayyy too easy to get great ones for Federer, what with him oozing eloquence and grace(not in a gay way) from every pore. Oh, Federer's too cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADAM LAMBERT IS SEXAYYYE, even though he's gay and all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-947432950406649251?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/947432950406649251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-inside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/947432950406649251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/947432950406649251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-inside.html' title='Dance Inside;'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SeIEHsYzFPI/AAAAAAAAADI/G4ZFraW0YJA/s72-c/Pictures+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-5594011895335979215</id><published>2009-04-10T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:35:39.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Spin My Head Right Round;</title><content type='html'>Music: Right Round- Flo Rida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7KFo-HZEArA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7KFo-HZEArA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle introduced it, and &lt;strong&gt;THIS IS HILARIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;. But hello, if they have better things to do with their lives, why are they cross-dressing and imitating girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x-OqKWXirsU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x-OqKWXirsU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmydavid this is TOTALLY FUNNY! I thought it was a candy commercial at first, but nah, the last part was too funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-5594011895335979215?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/5594011895335979215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5594011895335979215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5594011895335979215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='You Spin My Head Right Round;'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-8455012992104817781</id><published>2009-04-09T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:39:19.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Day Of My Life;</title><content type='html'>(probably sounds kinda cheesy, BUT OHMYDAVEY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Music: You Can -DAVID ARCHULETA&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'If anyone can make me fall in love, you can'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322632327484803282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sd3J5r2-CNI/AAAAAAAAADA/7O-GVtz-i0g/s320/Pictures+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MET DAVEY ON 070409;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(at Iluma, Bugis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and it was awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Amanda and Michelle waited practically 5 hours, but every second of the wait was completely, absolutely worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PICTURES PICTURES PICTURES &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Let's just say not a single one is even &lt;em&gt;remotely&lt;/em&gt; close to doing him justice, cause in real life he's so gorgeously archudorable it's seriously unreal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322615107294427090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sd26PVppd9I/AAAAAAAAACo/TUrAcDQkLR4/s320/touchmyhand!DAVIDINSINAGPORE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Touch My Hand, David!&lt;/span&gt; (OMG YEAH HE DID, IT WAS SO AMAZING I NEARLY DIED)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322613309757423378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sd24mtTbfxI/AAAAAAAAACg/LLOXdzdG-rI/s320/CLOSEUPOFEYESINILUMA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get a load of those strikingly beautiful &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;green eyes with hazel&lt;/span&gt; flecks! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322609662601126978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sd21Salm5EI/AAAAAAAAACI/KieXjZiTU7o/s320/epicsmile,SINAGPORE!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322610395740531906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sd219FvqbMI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PVe0Q7oXnhM/s320/Pictures+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322612959960259842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sd24SWNSXQI/AAAAAAAAACY/KjpyacHY7gE/s320/Pictures+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took over a hundred but they're taking forever to be uploaded so I shall just get on with the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, He was in this delightful grey shirt, a (fantastic) black skinny tie and blue jeans (see above), AND WAS THE EPITOME OF PERFECTION &lt;em&gt;all night long! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone went crazy with shrieking/squealing things along the lines of, 'DAVID! YOU'RE SO HOT!' when he arrived, and I was on my tiptoes and jumping and screaming like some pyscho! I haven't screamed that hard all my life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH Davey sang Touch My Hand, ALTNOY, A Thousand Miles and Crush, and they were all perfectly executed with totally admirable ease! His awesomely soulful voice is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY, BREATHTAKINGLY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNPARALLELED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was like I had &lt;em&gt;died and gone to heaven!&lt;/em&gt; I am incredibly sure, though I didn't witness it, at least one person fainted when he started singing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He completely kicks everyone's ass in the looks &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; vocals department, by a LONG shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So when they announced he was gonna sing the first song he learned how to play on the piano we were all, 'OMG, A THOUSAND MILES!' cause I thought he was only gonna sing a few songs off his album, but he did A Thousand Miles on piano, and it was oh-so-fabulous and an unexpected, &lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt; surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RfsQPm0nPCc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RfsQPm0nPCc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vf2qWmrArR0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vf2qWmrArR0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND NOW ON TO THE BEST PART(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I GOT HIS AUTOGRAPH ON MY ALBUM SLEEVE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had to queue for pretty long cause people at the back kept cheating and entering before us, but eventually it was my turn, and he &lt;em&gt;signed my album sleeve&lt;/em&gt; adorably with his left hand(what with him being a lefty and all)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me(so majorly excited I could hardly breathe properly) : HEY, DAVID! ILOVEYOU! YOU'RE AWESOME! THANKS FOR COMING TO SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And so he looks up straight at me, directing those mesmerizing, amazing, green-with-hazel-flecks eyes at me and a dazzling, perfect smile appeared on his chiselled face. AND THEN he said, "&lt;em&gt;Aww&lt;/em&gt;, thank you," and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE SHOOK HANDS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;My&lt;/em&gt; skin &lt;strong&gt;connected&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt;), and he passed my autographed album sleeve back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was like a dream, I'm telling you! The best dream in my life! Except it was real! Which made it wayy better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The five-hour wait was worth those fleeting five seconds, man!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG, I walked off the stage ecstatic, and then me and Amanda and Michelle started squealing and leaping around going, &lt;strong&gt;'I TOUCHED HIM. HIS EYES ARE SOOO NICE'&lt;/strong&gt; over and over and over, in totally O.D.D-like tones, and then we had to keep our right hand clean and dry after that so his handshake would linger on our palms(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, and the security guards were blocking off the escalator above him and after an unsuccessful attempt to persuade them to relent, we sneaked onto it using the lift and they recognised us instantly and tut-tutted us while shaking their heads meanly. Ahwell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All in all, the entire experience was AWESOME, and how someone can be so perfect is just beyond my understanding! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dang, I've got loads more to write, but there isn't time. Screw chinese remedial.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to end off-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAVEY IS GORGEOUS PERFECTION PERSONIFIED, AND IT IS TRULY &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;IMPOSSIBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; NOT TO LOVE HIM! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I mean, he's just so &lt;em&gt;genuine&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-8455012992104817781?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/8455012992104817781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-day-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/8455012992104817781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/8455012992104817781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-day-of-my-life.html' title='The Best Day Of My Life;'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sd3J5r2-CNI/AAAAAAAAADA/7O-GVtz-i0g/s72-c/Pictures+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-3773965066626706833</id><published>2009-04-06T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T05:03:08.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAVID ARCHULETA,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IS IN SINGAPORE.&lt;/span&gt; Truly, really, HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE TOUCHED DOWN IN SINGAPORE, IN OUR COOL COUNTRY. HE. IS. HERE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music: Waiting For Yesterday -Davey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, pictures of him after landing in Changi airport, in his totally awesome grey hoodie! *HYPERVENTILATES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321529663547760354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SdnfCMl33uI/AAAAAAAAABw/nV9_Kub04nk/s320/DAVIDLANDSINCHANGIAIRPORT!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321529460541034338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/Sdne2YVTD2I/AAAAAAAAABo/999X0XZQG9E/s320/DAVIDINCHANGIAIRPORT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's more, but I'm not gonna post the videos and stuff.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;THIS IS SO COOL AND UNBELIEVABLE(:(:(: He's HERE,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;like, breathing the same air as me and everything(!!!). If only I could have gone to meet him! But it was like, 1.30a.m, but OH. Davey was stunned people were ''here so early'' to welcome him (: 'Wow, you guys actually came? It's so late!' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder what hotel he's staying at! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EXCITING EXCITING EXCITING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The &lt;em&gt;LUCKY&lt;/em&gt; people who went to the airport to see him after he landed. Apparently he was all, "You want to have a picture taken with me? But I look really bad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HE IS TOO ADORABLE FOR NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'M LISTENING TO DAVID TALKING TO THE DJs ON 91.3 NOWW! He's chuckling his typical happy laugh loads(:(: and he cutely breaks into song randomly, like 'One Step At A Time', and as of now HE'S THANKING THE SINGAPORE ARCHIES for their support! (I should have recorded it, dang) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Singapore &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you too, Davey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND he said, 'That was really good, that chicken,' when they asked him to eat chicken with the second spiciest chilli in the world (which really cracked me up!) on 987.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, also he'll be on Channel News Asia at about 8.30a.m tomorrow, except I have school ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ILUMA, 7PM, &lt;em&gt;tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321535736913339330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SdnkjtpEI8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/eIH1ydwetzc/s320/iluma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to go and scream in my pillow with happiness, and then do the screwed Managing Change scrapbook crap and the D&amp;amp;T work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH BTW JERMAINE IS CRAZY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE DAVID ARCHULETA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;'I love chicken.' -David (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-3773965066626706833?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/3773965066626706833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/3773965066626706833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/3773965066626706833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta.html' title='DAVID ARCHULETA,'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SdnfCMl33uI/AAAAAAAAABw/nV9_Kub04nk/s72-c/DAVIDLANDSINCHANGIAIRPORT!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-5577960995221393972</id><published>2009-04-02T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T02:39:57.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Music: How Do You Sleep -Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320031234576745442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SdSMOJruA-I/AAAAAAAAABg/uSu7VkUYJl8/s320/GREATONE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAVID'S SIGNING SESSION, IN JUST 5 DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be SO good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our school library took away Seventeen from their magazine rack (!!!), which is totally mean and sad. Cause Seventeen's 'Trauma' section is TOO FUNNY FOR WORDS and me and Amanda and Michelle almost cried from laughing when we were reading it that day! We were rolling all around the place chuckling in (apparently unsuccessful) attempts to be inconspicuous. The librarian was throwing us these indiscreet dirty looks and these glares with I'm-about-to-unceremoniously-throw-you-outta-here underlying meanings! So we tried hard to shut up, but suppressing laughter is SO hard, I realised! &gt;:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Also, I realised the 'LIBRARY' sign outside the library will be changed into 'li &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ry' if you push the letters apart, so I suggested doing it and we were pushing the letters apart, and then whathisname, the ACC teacher, happened to walk up the stairs and his eyebrows arched upward and he started regarding us with an incredulous look, so we ran away really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and during Physics KARYEE STUCK THE DISGUSTING BACTERIA GLASS &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; INTO MY MOUTH cause my cool face made her hiccup (Ohmydavid, that was so gross I was convinced I was gonna die and everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And&lt;/em&gt; Mr Gan's retiring! It's kinda sad, cause he's so old and round and cute in a teddy-bearish kinda waay and boring in an endearing way. So I guess we're gonna get another Physics teacher while he's on his round-the-world cruise!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class fooled &lt;em&gt;three &lt;/em&gt;teachers yesterday, in this majorly WHOO way, btw! Kylie fell for my cool, effortlessly pulled trick! It was hilarious. April Fool's day is so fun, man(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Strawberry ice cream and sorbet is going to make me fat. The sorbet is like, 99% fat-free or something, but STILL. They could be faking for all I know (in this twisted ploy to earn more cash in the recession), cause it's so yummy I don't believe it's practically fat-free! It's like magic, I'm telling you! (Questionably) Fat Free Magic! So who's complaining?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Facebook says I should marry Johnny Depp. Oh, hotness. Except no one beats Davey! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-5577960995221393972?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/5577960995221393972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-fell-in-love-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5577960995221393972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5577960995221393972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-fell-in-love-without-you.html' title='Here Comes Goodbye'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SdSMOJruA-I/AAAAAAAAABg/uSu7VkUYJl8/s72-c/GREATONE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-5531752291096643948</id><published>2009-03-31T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T02:31:28.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Had To Be You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SdHjDbxbggI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rCUbSE5r8VI/s1600-h/ed!+-chuck+bass-+siggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319282283035460098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SdHjDbxbggI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rCUbSE5r8VI/s320/ed!+-chuck+bass-+siggy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ed Westwick is hottt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Chace Crawford is hotter. (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rebecca is the hottttest.) (:(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl is hands down the coolest TV show ever man! The plot is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; unpredictable it makes your jaw drop and you'll wanna scream really loud at every new episode. Really! Or maybe it's just me. But it's SO outrageous, in an addicting way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND Confessions of a Shopaholic is a &lt;em&gt;must-watch&lt;/em&gt; even though they went and screwed up the storyline by making Becky American and Luke her editor(!!!) AND they made Suze marry Tarquin already which means there isn’t that hilarious date with him which I practically died laughing reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chick flicks are &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; brilliant things! Even though they're guilty pleasure-ish, but who cares!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was saying, the shallow, superficial storylines make them amusing and appealing and there are always feel-good fairy-tale endings (except he’s just not that into you where I felt like throwing rocks at the screen when the ending involved Scarlett Johansson migrating to India after whathisname was a jerk to her and basically not everyone being happy in the end!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The bread Belinda gave me smells SO yummy I wanna eat it. But it's fake, but &lt;em&gt;omg&lt;/em&gt; it looks so real and fluffy and nice-smelling. Seriously, fake breads should just not &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;smell &lt;/em&gt;like real bread. It's like, rip-offish and annoying AND potentially dangerous, especially to hungry people like me at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I might die and everything if I eat it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T. EAT. BREAD. REBECCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet my sister is checking out Tennis Boy and his - I quote, 'unparelleled strokes' from our balcony again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 DAYS TO DAVID'S ALBUM SIGNING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, life is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Me and Tiffany haven't executed our &lt;strong&gt;Gary Payback Plan&lt;/strong&gt; yet, so watch your back, Amanda(:(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna get something to eat before I succumb to the temptation of &lt;em&gt;eating the fake bread.&lt;/em&gt; (I think I'm oh-so-slightly-psychotic at the moment! &lt;em&gt;This &lt;/em&gt;is what hunger does to you!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-5531752291096643948?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/5531752291096643948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-had-to-be-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5531752291096643948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/5531752291096643948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-had-to-be-you.html' title='It Had To Be You'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SdHjDbxbggI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rCUbSE5r8VI/s72-c/ed!+-chuck+bass-+siggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-958632280253935582.post-195847592814990632</id><published>2009-03-30T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T02:26:59.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girl's Just As Hot as The Shoes She Choose(s) :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Music: Fashion- Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My father spelt audacity as au&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DICK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ty. UNINTENTIONALLY. Like, eleven times or something. Talk about being a hopeless speller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;MORE IMPORTANTLY, I am officially thirteen, as of four days ago. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I mean like, just 3 more years till I’m like, legal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On Friday my cake was rushberry (or however its spelt) and blueberry and strawberry. The rushberry was totally sour, but the cake was pretty yummy, since it was ice cream and everything, so it was kinda awesome. But the candles were mean and I had to puff my lungs out unglamly like, goodness knows how many times, making my six year old cousin squeal, “You’re gonna have ten babies!” or something when I was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Adam Lambert’s gay (devastating), the hot waiter I saw that day is probably gay ):, and I haven’t had the time to watch gossip girl in ages. AND Christmas is practically a year away. Also, Adam Lambert is gay! (or have I already mentioned that?) It’s saddening, really, thinking about the mess the world has disintegrated into, what with all the above mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;AND yesterday it was pouring outside and then there was this thunder clap that was this loud- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOOM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (no kidding) and my house blacked out, and oh, I screamed. You can’t blame me, it was totally creepy. And then Manda the Pig persisted in snoring soundly even though I slapped her arse hard and yelled ‘Get up!’ so I had to daringly brave the darkness alone to find a torchlight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nope, I didn’t even stub my toe. Not once. I was so impressive and un-clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was really proud of my Superior Searching Skills cause I found TWO torches, but then the lights came on when I was all armed with torches and so ready to grin smugly at the darkness while waving the torches around triumphantly. Hello, the electricity in my house should just make up its mind; it pisses me off sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Btw, I appeared on TV! Cheering on the B div hockey team during their nationals final match. It was way cool, me being on TV, who cares if it was for five seconds in total, it was still cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I truly have the makings of a TV star, it was apparent even from the fleeting 5 secs!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So anyway, I had to delete my brother’s stupid Ben 10 and Huntik (incredibly gross name, incredibly gross show) recordings to record it, but it was worth the rubber bullet he shot at me using this loserfied yellow gun he thinks makes him manly and macho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I am feeling shitty I shall grab chocolate and lie on the couch and fastforward the recording till  face appears!(:(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8 MORE DAYS TILL DAVEY’S ALBUM SIGNING SESSION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318962460714947762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SdDALUyNVLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yhfcQYgbm3s/s320/AWESOMEPICOFARCHIE!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*HYPERVENTILATES GLAMLY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rebecca Hot-Archuleta signing off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/958632280253935582-195847592814990632?l=thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/feeds/195847592814990632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/03/girls-just-as-hot-as-shoes-she-chooses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/195847592814990632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/958632280253935582/posts/default/195847592814990632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesameoldbloodrushh.blogspot.com/2009/03/girls-just-as-hot-as-shoes-she-chooses.html' title='A Girl&apos;s Just As Hot as The Shoes She Choose(s) :D'/><author><name>Rebecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12132893942699917519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_R3m7Aa-Z2N4/SdDALUyNVLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yhfcQYgbm3s/s72-c/AWESOMEPICOFARCHIE!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
