<?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-3510162135443403346</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:58:44.357-08:00</updated><category term='happiness and everything'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='company'/><category term='Love is always in the air...'/><category term='Anything But Ordinary Music Video..'/><category term='The Wanted Memories..'/><category term='Saturday is my love'/><category term='The Best Families I Had Ever after..'/><title type='text'>Yasmin Lizzie Apatheticc~! Captain me ARR!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>349</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-5974388490892013057</id><published>2010-05-29T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T02:11:52.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damnnnnnnnnnnnn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bored%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="color spash Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww107/oloMandiolo/Decorated%20images/photography-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;piece of ribbbbit.. so not legit..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bored%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="bored Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l21/itsthecrazyhobo/quotes/ththimboredentertainme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bored%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bored Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c259/Sunglssesatnite9/Quotes%20and%20other1/boring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-5974388490892013057?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/5974388490892013057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=5974388490892013057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5974388490892013057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5974388490892013057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/damnnnnnnnnnnnn.html' title='damnnnnnnnnnnnn...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww107/oloMandiolo/Decorated%20images/th_photography-16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1876905223347282544</id><published>2010-05-27T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T18:39:22.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you got hurt, I knew it somehow, but smile?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smile%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="your hopes, your dreams, your everything ; Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i780.photobucket.com/albums/yy86/kylemx3/la%20face%20de%20kylie/fun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;what a new day, new routine, new way to start over and a new mail from you.. i've been waiting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;for it to come to me since the day i sent it to you...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning to you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now yesterday, was the last day of the week&lt;br /&gt;to Summer Break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's the BEGINNING of the&lt;br /&gt;summer break.. well, not really the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;it's Vesak Day today.. I don't know who celebrates&lt;br /&gt;Vesak Day though.. I guess tamil/indian people do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo... I woke up early in the morning, and went&lt;br /&gt;to the bathroom to refreshen myself up. went into the&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen and cooked Grilled Cheese for my family and&lt;br /&gt;technically, not family.. cause I was only able to cook 4.&lt;br /&gt;we ran out of bread that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... I went into Facebook and saw that I have&lt;br /&gt;mail. and when i opened to my surprise it was Glenn.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered I sent him an email not really long ago.&lt;br /&gt;but he only then replied last night.. he lost my number.&lt;br /&gt;but of course i gave it to him.. and well.. there are other&lt;br /&gt;things about him i found out... but.......... i'm not gonna&lt;br /&gt;speak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't really know what to do today... I thought&lt;br /&gt;of hanging out with my best friend.. and also going out&lt;br /&gt;to get clothes. just a top and a flawless skirt will do.&lt;br /&gt;I know.. i'm a boring person.... because FFS, I'M IN A&lt;br /&gt;PLACE I DON'T BELONG! that's why i'm BORED!&lt;br /&gt;and I'm turning into a boring person... goodness huh?&lt;br /&gt;FFFFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. I ran out of water.. in my cup i meant.. and&lt;br /&gt;I am getting a headache.. I HATE THE WEATHER&lt;br /&gt;NOWADAYS! I HATE ITTTTT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaaaaaaaaaaaays.. I got nothing more&lt;br /&gt;to say... so i'm gonna end here.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1876905223347282544?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1876905223347282544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1876905223347282544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1876905223347282544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1876905223347282544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-got-hurt-i-knew-it-somehow-but.html' title='you got hurt, I knew it somehow, but smile?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i780.photobucket.com/albums/yy86/kylemx3/la%20face%20de%20kylie/th_fun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-7894172333768612455</id><published>2010-05-25T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:41:56.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes i would even wonder.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/vintage%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="peace photography Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/giatemesy/peace/vintage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sometimes i wonder, if i ever'd make you happy.. isn't it complicated to see if my expressions are true? well yours are truly the most complicated one... &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/heart%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="heart Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y158/hangttt/Emoticons/heart.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;sometimes I would even wonder, would my thought ever bring him to lighten&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;up on the inside and would it even show up on his outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;sometimes i would even wonder, does he know that I am his crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;shoulder whenever he ever needs one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;sometimes i would even wonder, does he even know that the cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;he chose, are literally badly done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;sometimes i would even wonder, if i look out of the window, breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;in the smell of the wondrous rain, thinking of him, would he ever do the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;sometimes i would even wonder,&amp;nbsp; are the legit words that warmed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;my heart, are really meant from the bottom of his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;sometimes i would even wonder, does he miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;have you had&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; thoughts &lt;/span&gt;running through your &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;because I have been &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;searching&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;answers&lt;/span&gt;, but.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;your mind &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; give you &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;answers&lt;/span&gt;, you have to&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; look&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;for &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn-&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-7894172333768612455?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/7894172333768612455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=7894172333768612455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7894172333768612455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7894172333768612455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-i-would-even-wonder.html' title='sometimes i would even wonder.....'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1013.photobucket.com/albums/af255/giatemesy/peace/th_vintage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-4961566910471980314</id><published>2010-05-25T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:31:30.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one and only?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/vintage%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii254/ellomoto_2008/vintage/nature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wasn't really that sure, so i sat with this lonley and amazing flower that kept me wondering... why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-4961566910471980314?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/4961566910471980314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=4961566910471980314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4961566910471980314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4961566910471980314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-and-only.html' title='one and only?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii254/ellomoto_2008/vintage/th_nature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3071093053466472867</id><published>2010-05-21T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:44:51.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired.. I don't want you here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/tired%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="tired Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i387.photobucket.com/albums/oo318/insaneyou3/photography_icon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;what the buck? thanks to your friend, I think i've fallen for him.. goodbye you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Cross Country + a long walk and tour around of Tampines Mall&lt;br /&gt;and Tampines 1. damn.. finally.. i bought the stuff toy i wanted.. I wanted the huge one&lt;br /&gt;though.. but instead, I got the small one.. I didn't wanna waste it on a big one. and even&lt;br /&gt;though i bought the big one and wanted to give it away, it wouldn't be giving the jack ass who&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to give it to, and he that person could get into you easily and hard to let go of, but now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm fighting for it. and instead of giving it to him, I'll give it to his friend.. the one I guess I just&lt;br /&gt;want to spend time in the movies with.. &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/wink%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="WINX Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a194/bacon93/EmoTICONS/WINK-WINK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post wouldn't be long though, so yeah, we were uber tired and it&lt;br /&gt;was just not LEGIT at all.. it was really stupid. the weather was darn&lt;br /&gt;hot, the drinks were like poisoned [ that took the real taste away ], the&lt;br /&gt;length of the path was deadly and you just wanna drop dead half-way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked all the way through.. and I had a partner by my side.&lt;br /&gt;and people said that they jogged past me, but all i can say is,&lt;br /&gt;" I didn't see you.." because I don't know, I don't know my&lt;br /&gt;surroundings and I didn't even see them.. It was weird though.&lt;br /&gt;but still, I had nothing to do but look down tryna get shade as&lt;br /&gt;much as possible because I don't wanna be a&lt;br /&gt;dark chocolate in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, after I finished that bloody thing, I went to get&lt;br /&gt;a sip of water from my sis and then, went to the toilet&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? I turned into the color of toasted bread....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;TOASTED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;BREAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, toasted bread is like.. I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;dark? well whatever.. I just look like fresh toasted&lt;br /&gt;bread.. and I didn't like that.. and I was sooo sweaty I can't&lt;br /&gt;take it.. I forgot to bring an extra shirt too.. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the mall.. it was just amazing. I really need&lt;br /&gt;stuffs there.. like, I got my stuff toy there and It was&lt;br /&gt;filled with stuff I really NEEDED! but who cares,&lt;br /&gt;just walk around first.. and save money.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. the sky started to dim down to darkness&lt;br /&gt;and we decided to head home, since we had a long&lt;br /&gt;day and also we had a long stroll around the malls.&lt;br /&gt;so we went home.. waved goodbye and went our&lt;br /&gt;separate ways. took bus 22 with my best friend and&lt;br /&gt;my little sister.. it was a long ride I hope Dad could just&lt;br /&gt;get me an MP3 player. I am still waiting though.. I was lazy to&lt;br /&gt;remind him I want one. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... time tick-toked it's way around the clock,&lt;br /&gt;and it started to grow darker and darker outside.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to see out the window because It was&lt;br /&gt;dark and they have this stupid dots that gives you&lt;br /&gt;a picture or a logo or an influence, about some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then... got home at around 9. Thank God that we got&lt;br /&gt;home safely. Mom understood why we came home late&lt;br /&gt;too.. Thank God again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but BOO me for not eating the right thing for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;I ate CHIPS.. sucks doesn't it? oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, took a bath and went online.. I just wanna&lt;br /&gt;tag a post till my hair is dry and just right now, I&lt;br /&gt;wanna fall asleep on my bed.. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I dislike you now.. so please leave me alone, or still,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;please be nice to me.. that's all you gotta give me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3071093053466472867?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3071093053466472867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3071093053466472867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3071093053466472867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3071093053466472867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-tired-i-dont-want-you-here.html' title='I&apos;m tired.. I don&apos;t want you here.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a194/bacon93/EmoTICONS/th_WINK-WINK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8278574268864756571</id><published>2010-05-18T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T02:25:10.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever thought of that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/goodbye%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hey by Backseat Goodbye song quote Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p42/j3sus_girl116/quotes%20lyrics%20and%20photography/Picture11.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 words dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8278574268864756571?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8278574268864756571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8278574268864756571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8278574268864756571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8278574268864756571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/have-you-ever-thought-of-that.html' title='have you ever thought of that?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p42/j3sus_girl116/quotes%20lyrics%20and%20photography/th_Picture11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-5489945555255875511</id><published>2010-05-18T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T02:11:52.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I never wanna say goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/goodbye%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Favorite hello and hardest goodbye Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p42/j3sus_girl116/quotes%20lyrics%20and%20photography/m99106058-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;SPE&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;ECH&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;LESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-5489945555255875511?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/5489945555255875511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=5489945555255875511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5489945555255875511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5489945555255875511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-never-wanna-say-goodbye.html' title='I never wanna say goodbye.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p42/j3sus_girl116/quotes%20lyrics%20and%20photography/th_m99106058-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-7613104210885303710</id><published>2010-05-12T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T02:58:07.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sad%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm275/ohh_its_anne/photography/z70377066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't stop being heartbroken.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you told me what happened, I just can't stop being heartbroken.. I can't believe what&lt;br /&gt;your crush did to you... I'm sorry.. I`m just too speechless to say anything... but please know that&lt;br /&gt;I would always be here if you need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me what happened.. and I just thought that he would know what normally&lt;br /&gt;happens when your crush did this to you. well.. I would not want his personal crush&lt;br /&gt;story be known here. I would keep it in me. but I just feel his pain.. I mean...... I wanted&lt;br /&gt;to help him out.. but i know he is feeling sooo intense about it, I know his heart is completely&lt;br /&gt;shattered.. just like Glenn's heart was, not once, but twice. but i know how to handle it with Glenn.. because&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know him for quite some time.. and it was easy to speak with him and let him know I&lt;br /&gt;would gratefully hear him out... so time by time,&amp;nbsp; his heart would heal... but this person is diffrerent&lt;br /&gt;for me to help him through.. but he is a nice guy and someone I know, and maybe someone I will be&lt;br /&gt;able to talk freely with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel soo bad.. when he went online, straight away he chatted with me, he told me&lt;br /&gt;his problems and I was soooo shocked and speechless, I had nothing to say... I mean,&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something, but I was just stunned and my heart started breaking.. It&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean I have something for him, it's just that I don't like seeing any of my friends,&lt;br /&gt;whether I know a lot or average or less about them. He is in the category of "Less,&lt;br /&gt;but wanting to know more about", because I take each one, easily one by one to get&lt;br /&gt;to know them.. and I just feel so bad.. for me, It's pretty weird, because if i talk to you and&lt;br /&gt;hang out with you in person, and i feel comfortable, it feels like I know you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I hadn't hung out nor talk to him in person before, I've only seen him and only&lt;br /&gt;said A word to him whenever I see him with my best friend in Church. we only&lt;br /&gt;say "Hi", or "Hello" or normally for me i say "Hey", and we only say that to each&lt;br /&gt;other.. we NEVER had a conversation face-to-face, we only had a short one or an&lt;br /&gt;average one when we are IMming each other. we rarely had message texts nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;but I wouldn't wanna disturb him now, because he has still exams going on, and I just&lt;br /&gt;thought that, it would be very stressed out for him, because he worries and range of anger&lt;br /&gt;just fill him inside, possibility that he would not be able to study well.. nor concentrate.. and&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so bad i could just cry... It's like i just wanna go up to him and give him a hug.. you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just hard seeing a friend going through like his.. and it's even harder when you do not&lt;br /&gt;even know what to say and you barely knew him.. you never talk in person, nor hung out&lt;br /&gt;in person.. but only IM each other whenever each one or both are available..&lt;br /&gt;and I would never start a chat whenever he is online... he would start a chat.. sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;we would just greet "Hi" or "Yo" and "how are you" and boring stuff like that... then.. chat closed.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I would want to hang out with him someday you know.. with his friends, my friends and people&lt;br /&gt;like that... so I would know what to say to him whenever something corrupt like this... and I just&lt;br /&gt;don't know what to say... I'm not feeling anything worthy toward him, I promise. I just want to&lt;br /&gt;know him in person and what's he like. something I just have to wait for the right time till I go into&lt;br /&gt;my head and mark a tick on my "Knew Him" list.. it's something I just have to do first before I jump&lt;br /&gt;into all these, help and hanging out thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now, I still feel speechless you know.. writing it in my blog makes me calm a bit.&lt;br /&gt;but still, you know, this feeling will always linger if i don't do anything. but I will mark this&lt;br /&gt;as my homework and find out how to get a smile back to his face, and gain his confidence back.&lt;br /&gt;something just to make sure he smiles his permanent smile... someone just has to, if no one does it,&lt;br /&gt;I will. I will try my hardest, at least if it works, I know doing everything did pay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;good luck for your exam, I'm sorry, but hold on still,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll try to get your heart back in shape and your smile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;back on your face.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-7613104210885303710?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/7613104210885303710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=7613104210885303710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7613104210885303710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7613104210885303710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-you.html' title='Dear you.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm275/ohh_its_anne/photography/th_z70377066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-2992777393474243599</id><published>2010-05-10T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:04:53.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you know when the music play, I start dancing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/ballerina%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="ballerina carousel Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i303.photobucket.com/albums/nn150/pinkdancer13/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the place I just want both of us to be living in... when did the new girl, move in?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh YEAHHHH&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;I just got home, not long ago actually, I did&lt;br /&gt;a little wish here and there, walked around the house too.&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad are going to the stoopid Graduation Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;of this stupid thing... [brother]. never gonna say his bloody name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before this, I was in school having to take the Maths&lt;br /&gt;examination paper. and darn, I thought that it would be a&lt;br /&gt;freaking thick piece for paper 2. and as for the paper 1,&lt;br /&gt;it was just.... breath-taking. the reason why i used 'breath-taking'&lt;br /&gt;it's because It was hella easy... I didn't really expect many give aways.&lt;br /&gt;so then, for the legit paper 2, it wasn't thick at all, none had I expected.&lt;br /&gt;and when I started, I just hurriedly went through without hearing what the&lt;br /&gt;teachers' always say before you start, I just dashed through.. It was easy.&lt;br /&gt;thank God for all i had studied, was in there. It wasn't a full revision, I just&lt;br /&gt;get the formulas and stuff and squeeze into my head... a few minutes and really&lt;br /&gt;calm force did pay off. I was ssooooooooooo relieved. you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just SOOOOO EASYYY!! my buddies could do it too.. I mean&lt;br /&gt;we just wanna work out asses off to get off here. I mean, we wanna be somwhere&lt;br /&gt;with the legit people. they are going off somewhere where this countries standards are,&lt;br /&gt;as for me, I wanna further it, I wanna get something higher. I mean, Mom and Dad are&lt;br /&gt;originally from the Philippines. they are technically, MADE FROM THE PHILIPPINES.&lt;br /&gt;and if you know, i mean obviously, The Philippines follow the (legit) United States of America.&lt;br /&gt;and the USA, have standards that are far higher then where I am studying and they are all in the&lt;br /&gt;express stream. following words taken from 'here'. gah.. yeahhhh.. so i just wanna further it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad are in express streams, they do stuff really in the longer way, but i'd rather&lt;br /&gt;take a shorter one.. so i would be following the standards and formulas they have 'here', yeah,&lt;br /&gt;just have to you know.. Dad can be more then the express stream, my dad is an extreme fast learner&lt;br /&gt;and his brain is really BIG! he can remember a lot of stuff. I just drop-dead love my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;as for my mom, I do love her too, but she forgets and misses a lot of things.. i mean whatever,&lt;br /&gt;I got my brain from Mom, pah yeah, IRONIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har har.. yeah mom, I &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/heart%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="paint heart Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t167/andreanabananaz/emoticons/thaweeeeeess3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you too, so QUIT PINCHING MY BUTT!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. tomorrow is the last paper.. listening to Miss Boombox now.&lt;br /&gt;yum yum! ;) not a song to miss! haha yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think I DO MISS DONUTS! ;[ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-2992777393474243599?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/2992777393474243599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=2992777393474243599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2992777393474243599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2992777393474243599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-know-when-music-play-i-start.html' title='you know when the music play, I start dancing?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t167/andreanabananaz/emoticons/th_thaweeeeeess3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-7281625742603409963</id><published>2010-05-10T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T03:02:23.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want you to mean it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happiness%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="happiness photography Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w187/Mar_heart_art/photography/happiness-1croppedalil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hope the air will serve to remind you, that my heart is as cold as the clouds of your breath, and my words are as timed as the beating in my chest.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are ALMOST over! I mean there are just 2 more to go&lt;br /&gt;and 4 are over! then after that it's time to celebrate................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMMMMMMERRRRRRR!! WOOOOOOOOOOO!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the Maths paper. and i guess i am ready. literally.&lt;br /&gt;so then... today we had the Science and Mother Tongue paper.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of taking Mother Tongue, I just wished i was taking&lt;br /&gt;either Spanish or French. I mean, isn`t that fair, for a person&lt;br /&gt;like me and my best friend, and my little sister, we do not speak&lt;br /&gt;any of these typical languages here. [ If only i'm bilingual, you know,&lt;br /&gt;than i wouldn`t be SOOO hard up.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a book. which i haven't continued reading on, and this&lt;br /&gt;told a story having a bunch of school girls not being in a normal&lt;br /&gt;school.. but sort of boarding school where you have to stay in dorms.&lt;br /&gt;but you not only study normal subjects, because that school is sort&lt;br /&gt;of a 'special' school. it is a school for spys. and this girl, friends with the&lt;br /&gt;daughter of the head mistress, she speaks 14 different fcuking languages.&lt;br /&gt;and that is, fluently. she's bilingual. and I love that. if only i am one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. I had fun today with Vanessa, Jasmelia and Fazelah.&lt;br /&gt;went all round Toa Payoh. it was fun. and this would be a short&lt;br /&gt;one because I had alot of fun and laughter and toilet emergencies and&lt;br /&gt;i do not want to take long on this passage. we went to the Library and&lt;br /&gt;once we found a seat, we took out our Math book and files and start flipping&lt;br /&gt;through the pages. and actually, right there and then, i knew that i can't study.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I could only study once i`m alone with a soothing music. well,&lt;br /&gt;count the soothing music out though. sometimes i just gotta switch it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... after that, we browsed around and we were bring nonsensical,&lt;br /&gt;and we were literally making everyone stare at us in anger. because we&lt;br /&gt;literally burst our laughters off our lungs. I can't take it, because i just had&lt;br /&gt;a full lunch and i can't start laughing once I had my meal.. it hadn`t digested&lt;br /&gt;and my tummy was pushing my skirt out. haha as in, it's like literally breaking the&lt;br /&gt;belt on my skirt.. not as in i WORE a belt, it's like the pins on your skirt.. yeah that's&lt;br /&gt;it... THE PINS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after we got out, we just kept laughing because while Vanessa and Fazelah&lt;br /&gt;were borrowing books, Jasmelia was browsing through these piles of weird sport&lt;br /&gt;thingys. so i joined in and once i saw this swimming picture, I JUST LAUGHED MY&lt;br /&gt;GUTS OFF! I can't take the scene. and we went round taking pictures of it. haha yeahhh!&lt;br /&gt;it was just sooooooo hysterical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it readers! I wanna eat again now!&amp;nbsp; [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yummmm yummmm! I think i'm missing Donuts again. =\&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;oh well..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-7281625742603409963?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/7281625742603409963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=7281625742603409963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7281625742603409963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7281625742603409963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-want-you-to-mean-it.html' title='I want you to mean it.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w187/Mar_heart_art/photography/th_happiness-1croppedalil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1209633074511329668</id><published>2010-05-07T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T05:53:14.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you know what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;WARNING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;this was written out of anger.. if you read this after the time and date&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;of this post, you are too late to experience the anger and you, gladly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;cannot blame. you have been warned. thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/angry%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="angry muffin Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm294/cobrastarship_chikk93/photography/misc1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;when you gave me a&amp;nbsp; prank fcuking call, I just wanna eat you up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN! not long ago, I got sort-of a prank&lt;br /&gt;call from Jereme and it was sooo fcuking blur&lt;br /&gt;and I can`t hear anything.. and there were like&lt;br /&gt;screaming and laughing in the background with&lt;br /&gt;an additional echo. FCUK IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn's voice was heard in the background,&lt;br /&gt;like WTF YOU WANT?! why can`t people&lt;br /&gt;be considerate nowadays? gosh... so annoying..&lt;br /&gt;I really can`t take people from THERE AND HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish they can be much mature then&lt;br /&gt;being such fcuking babies when on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;PFFT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fcuking bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;do you guys even have a maturity line?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;or a legit-living life?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1209633074511329668?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1209633074511329668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1209633074511329668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1209633074511329668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1209633074511329668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-know-what.html' title='you know what?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm294/cobrastarship_chikk93/photography/th_misc1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3978544989124729045</id><published>2010-05-07T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T05:37:13.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mama's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/mothers%20day" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mothers Day Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i422.photobucket.com/albums/pp305/whymom3/Mothers%20Day/n33.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Mama's day, Mom. [:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Love you so much even though sometimes you may be trippin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. hello, i`m back and i`m wondering.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN is Mother's Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. cause I completely have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;you know, Mother's Day reminded me about&lt;br /&gt;my mom giving me something instead of me giving&lt;br /&gt;her something, or easier to say, vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a year ago and I can remember it vividly.&lt;br /&gt;It was after Mass, on a Saturday and my mom&lt;br /&gt;and my dad and my little sister, decided to go to&lt;br /&gt;Compass Point to have a meal and walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I asked my mom if she could get me a shoe&lt;br /&gt;on Mother's Day and, she gave me a happy, wide-&lt;br /&gt;smiled nod. so we went to the 4th level and we entered&lt;br /&gt;the Converse shop.. I saw this double tongue shoe and it was&lt;br /&gt;black.. too bad though because the sales lady said it was the latest&lt;br /&gt;and branded and also the last one. and it's BLACK. so i thought about&lt;br /&gt;wearing it to school one day. and technically, now, if you are in the same school&lt;br /&gt;as me, you know that the shoe i am wearing, is the one I bought, I mean, my adorable&lt;br /&gt;Mom bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Mom's are the best in the ENTIRE WORLD. or should i say, ENTIRE&lt;br /&gt;UNIVERSE? haha yeah.. that would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sometimes get mad or sometimes we complain and blame our moms&lt;br /&gt;for not getting us something we want. for my case, my mom and i constantly&lt;br /&gt;fight whenever we argue about something and always assume that either of us&lt;br /&gt;are right.. and sometimes I just let go because I don`t wanna hear anymore crap&lt;br /&gt;from a specific topic, or obviously, fight we are having. so it's like, Mom's are&lt;br /&gt;the best in the entire world, or entire universe but sometimes, or for me, most&lt;br /&gt;of the time, they are really trippin. as in like, they get us mad sometimes.. haha yeah.&lt;br /&gt;but you still gotta be glad having a mom around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some other countries do not have any moms' around.&lt;br /&gt;some of them are abandoned and some of them, their&lt;br /&gt;mother died either from giving birth, sickness or some other&lt;br /&gt;reasons. And we should be thankful to God for praying and&lt;br /&gt;always being here for our Moms. Taking care of them and also&lt;br /&gt;giving us LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like God and Mother Mary. Mother Mary lose&lt;br /&gt;Jesus in Bethlehem and walked all the way back just to&lt;br /&gt;get Jesus back... this is the LOVE of Mother Mary to God.&lt;br /&gt;and I just love that story. and Jesus got his Mother&amp;nbsp; and Father&lt;br /&gt;worried for not letting them know why he wasn`t with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have to cherish our parents and also give them&lt;br /&gt;the very best of ourselves. now don`t go petty and just&lt;br /&gt;listen&amp;nbsp; and heed their good advices... pray for them too. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I love you Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3978544989124729045?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3978544989124729045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3978544989124729045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3978544989124729045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3978544989124729045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mamas-day.html' title='Happy Mama&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i422.photobucket.com/albums/pp305/whymom3/Mothers%20Day/th_n33.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-9158736960313191820</id><published>2010-04-29T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:15:32.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i`ve learnt to let go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sad%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="balloons photography sad Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn183/milly-vinilly/pic479copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I`ve learnt how to let go. It takes so long, but right now, there is someone beside me, who makes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me warm inside and out. I can`t look into his eyes like I can in yours. but i think, I`ll still remember you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say this... in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i`ll just type it down. well...&lt;br /&gt;mom is sort of having a really bad tummy&lt;br /&gt;ache. I remembered what she told me when&lt;br /&gt;I asked her one day why she kept going to&lt;br /&gt;the clinic every weekend. the first day.&lt;br /&gt;that flashback gave me fear and more fear.&lt;br /&gt;but I know God is here. so i`ll ask for his&lt;br /&gt;forgiveness and help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alsoo... about Donuts.&lt;br /&gt;I haven`t been having him in my mind&lt;br /&gt;even though some songs bring him into&lt;br /&gt;my mind sometimes, I guess now he's fading&lt;br /&gt;away. I don`t need it. I mean, he has been&lt;br /&gt;avoiding everything. I know... but I may not&lt;br /&gt;be right... but for all i know.. I just wanna be&lt;br /&gt;normal with him. because, right now, I think&lt;br /&gt;I have a better feeling for another person.&lt;br /&gt;someone I think I do not want to reveal.&lt;br /&gt;even if i share something we have alot in&lt;br /&gt;common, someone may have the rabbit out&lt;br /&gt;of the hat. that wouldn`t be fun anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn`t really matter.. because&lt;br /&gt;right now... I just wanna stay home.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I wanna be with God everyday&lt;br /&gt;right now and then. I wanna be alone with&lt;br /&gt;God and sing songs with him. I know, before&lt;br /&gt;I kept blogging about Donuts and bragging about&lt;br /&gt;how insanely we`ve gone through not-so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;but right now... this special someone, I really adore and&lt;br /&gt;I think i find him adorable and legit, teaches me how to&lt;br /&gt;let go slowly. do you know... having read all these words&lt;br /&gt;and phrases with music really tells you how I really feel.&lt;br /&gt;It would be legit.. and no more skeptical and nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everything would be okay... I know that.&lt;br /&gt;God will always be here, letting me know that&lt;br /&gt;he will be there whenever I needed him...&lt;br /&gt;I feel his presence every where. I love that&lt;br /&gt;feeling... [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just wanna feel that feeling again. but you took so long&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I cannot wait.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-9158736960313191820?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/9158736960313191820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=9158736960313191820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/9158736960313191820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/9158736960313191820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/ive-learnt-to-let-go.html' title='i`ve learnt to let go.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-9040034559664282851</id><published>2010-04-28T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T02:17:25.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>donuts... oh donuts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s260.photobucket.com/albums/ii17/niftyuni/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HUGS33.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii17/niftyuni/HUGS33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it starts with your 'Free hugs' t-shirt, followed by some imaginary hug and a person sittin there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;waiting for your return.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came home from Toa Payoh with&lt;br /&gt;Jasmelia, Vanessa, Fazelah and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss that place. I mean, it has&lt;br /&gt;been so long since i go to that place.&lt;br /&gt;and something made me really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a place there, a spectacle place.&lt;br /&gt;where they obviously sell eye-wear and contact&lt;br /&gt;lenses. I asked the adorable lady the cost of the&lt;br /&gt;spectacle displayed outside. and she said that,&lt;br /&gt;everything. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;INCLUDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the lenses, cost &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;lt;50 bucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, actually, it costs, $45 bucks or so. OMG RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i asked how much are the colored contacs&lt;br /&gt;and it really cost like a bomb. and even those&lt;br /&gt;normal ones they really cost alot. without&lt;br /&gt;SOLUTION! so... for me it's a no-no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... I took out my phone&lt;br /&gt;and started pressing through the buttons&lt;br /&gt;texting my mom about this place.. and also&lt;br /&gt;the specs could be used for people up to 400 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. it is just so fcukin' LEGIT!&lt;br /&gt;I told my mom about it.. and she never&lt;br /&gt;replied.. but oh-well.. I just need to get it.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna change in spectacles.. I`m not using&lt;br /&gt;the voucher, the school gave. I know, kinda stewpid.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.. let's rock on MO.FOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then.. nothing much after that,&lt;br /&gt;went to get a drink, then walked around&lt;br /&gt;with Fazelah for awhile. then took the bus&lt;br /&gt;ride home. it started to get heavy raining&lt;br /&gt;when we were still far from home stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after I got down, I started having&lt;br /&gt;butterflies on my tummy. I know,&lt;br /&gt;Donut has been lingering on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but still, nothing will ever happen between&lt;br /&gt;a hidden-donut and a revealed-human.&lt;br /&gt;but all i can just do is..........&lt;b&gt; pray to&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;God&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[: &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love God, forever and ever. I won`t tell anyone that God&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;has been watching over me. I feel so blessed. for all I know,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;I`m God's Child. &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-9040034559664282851?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/9040034559664282851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=9040034559664282851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/9040034559664282851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/9040034559664282851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/donuts-oh-donuts.html' title='donuts... oh donuts.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3961709809652270179</id><published>2010-04-27T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T07:10:58.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it missed your touch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scene%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i611.photobucket.com/albums/tt200/justcauseshedances909/Fck_you_Im_Beautiful.jpg" border="0" alt="scene photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, my hair made the shape of a heart, It missed your soft touch to it too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to post around 'ere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good Morning America. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good Night Philippines. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuts... Donuts...&lt;br /&gt;Donuts.. Donuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna lie on my bed and&lt;br /&gt;listen to the music in my phone,&lt;br /&gt;close my eyes and let those&lt;br /&gt;legit dreams take me off for my&lt;br /&gt;journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuts... coming back? ]:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3961709809652270179?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3961709809652270179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3961709809652270179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3961709809652270179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3961709809652270179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-missed-your-touch.html' title='it missed your touch...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-72424007925946441</id><published>2010-04-26T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T02:11:44.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still a part? or is it still apart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/apart%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn18/RonHermonieFan7/Photography/cool2.jpg" border="0" alt="apart photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don`t know which we are in now, everything was perfect. you leaving all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;left it all&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;APART&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ve nothing so say. It's nothing&lt;br /&gt;emotional. but thoughts of DONUTS &lt;br /&gt;is springing up and down, left and right,&lt;br /&gt;in and out of my mind. this song says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;for you Donuts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mh31EnAhmX8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mh31EnAhmX8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" 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;br /&gt;LIFE NEVER SUCKS FOR ME. It does for a sec. then after&lt;br /&gt;that, it's eternity and serenity left. [; the reason why&lt;br /&gt;i picked this and not other Midnight Highway Vids from &lt;br /&gt;Daphne Loves Derby it's cause, you kept saying 'life sucks.'&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of you. so here you go Donuts. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you`ll never hear me, you`ll never watch me.&lt;br /&gt;you`ll never taste me, will you at least try&lt;br /&gt;to catch me? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-72424007925946441?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/72424007925946441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=72424007925946441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/72424007925946441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/72424007925946441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/still-part-or-is-it-still-apart.html' title='still a part? or is it still apart?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn18/RonHermonieFan7/Photography/th_cool2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-4112598077892719432</id><published>2010-04-25T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T03:48:32.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm waiting for................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/waiting%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff31/Lily796731/Photography/11a-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Waiting Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;, I'm waiting for the &lt;i&gt;world&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;change&lt;/i&gt;. I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;for the &lt;i&gt;world&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;love one another&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the right, fun ride.&lt;br /&gt;the one who can take care of it in a&lt;br /&gt;very easy, flawless way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m waiting for the world to&lt;br /&gt;change. I don`t want too much&lt;br /&gt;heat, I don`t want to much cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m waiting for the world to love&lt;br /&gt;one another. no more hatred, no more&lt;br /&gt;racism, no more criticism. no more riots.&lt;br /&gt;no more bad things. LOVE F.T.W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about you? what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;[give me a comment]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. Yes sir, I still do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-4112598077892719432?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/4112598077892719432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=4112598077892719432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4112598077892719432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4112598077892719432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-waiting-for.html' title='I&apos;m waiting for................................'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff31/Lily796731/Photography/th_11a-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1775637516660291305</id><published>2010-04-24T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T06:58:02.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what-is-love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happy%20scene%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i780.photobucket.com/albums/yy86/kylemx3/la%20face%20de%20kylie/Bluehearts-1.jpg" border="0" alt="what is love ; Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what-is-love; friendship + care + honesty + love = LUHHHHVE! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like I was leaving in the era of the past.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like I was living for a long way back.&lt;br /&gt;I missed the days of happiness and love from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was a little chaotic for me,&lt;br /&gt;but i wanna make things right this time.&lt;br /&gt;I will fight all the wrong feelings,&lt;br /&gt;learn from my best friend. [: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[psst, she's the one who has part of the best-friend&lt;br /&gt;necklace]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; (if you`re wondering *wink* )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... It helps me to when this women who gave&lt;br /&gt;me personal Bible Study in my home, she would come around&lt;br /&gt;every first weekend. and I learn alot from her, she looked&lt;br /&gt;familiar though. and I really have a lot of answered questions&lt;br /&gt;from her. I guess it was God giving me answers from my doubt I&lt;br /&gt;always have. Thank God. HALLELUJAH! I seriously feel God's presence&lt;br /&gt;everyday since I was young. now this, is a fact. I promise that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made my wishes come true. he shared feelings with me&lt;br /&gt;through games, weathers and feelings. I smile all the time.&lt;br /&gt;It gave me happy feelings. so much for LOVE. I so love being&lt;br /&gt;a Catholic. Thanks Mom and Dad. Thanks Grandaddy, Grandmom. &lt;br /&gt;everyone in my family tree actually. it felt so LEGIT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. on Friday. my dead phone suddenly came to&lt;br /&gt;life when I had a phone call from Jereme. He invited&lt;br /&gt;me over for a movie with Ding Lin. gosh, I miss those&lt;br /&gt;guys. they actually make me feel great from a heart-break.&lt;br /&gt;my best friend makes me feel better from sadness or anger &lt;br /&gt;or whatever we both share [: I wuv my best friend! [:&lt;br /&gt;friends make me feel better from the promising-love-of-care.&lt;br /&gt;I don`t leave anyone out. God makes me feel better in everything.&lt;br /&gt;even though many have problems and wanted God to answer right at&lt;br /&gt;the moment they finish their questioning in doubt. but the answer&lt;br /&gt;to it is just move on and everyone knows God listens. so wait till&lt;br /&gt;a miracle happens. and why would you have to wait for so long?&lt;br /&gt;it's because you just have to. it teaches PATIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, after mass, I learned, patience and love. &lt;br /&gt;I missed Catechism, I misssssed it! I can`t believe i&lt;br /&gt;did that. I thought there was none, turned out there was&lt;br /&gt;when I saw a friend of mine with her sis going to church. &lt;br /&gt;I felt bad. ]: but I`m sure going to the "ADORATION ROOM"&lt;br /&gt;after Catechism Class next week. I promise this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after getting the phone call, I was actually in&lt;br /&gt;the library. paying my fine and also my book. so then,&lt;br /&gt;after doing so, phone rang. and they invited me over.&lt;br /&gt;so when I reached, Joseph Adrian asked if there is a class&lt;br /&gt;the following day, since that day was on a friday. but i wasn`t&lt;br /&gt;sure. so i knew he would call the next day which is today, Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;but I told him there was none. CRAP! ]: sorry sweetie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we`re getting along very well again now. [: now this, &lt;br /&gt;I call a miracle. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I kept talkin about Miracle and all. &lt;br /&gt;but i am just soooooo happyyyyy! you know? &lt;br /&gt;[: so yeah. I gotta go now. &lt;br /&gt;[gosh, wearing boxer shorts make me so legit. &lt;br /&gt;you guys gotta order it [: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boxer shorts F.T.W&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1775637516660291305?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1775637516660291305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1775637516660291305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1775637516660291305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1775637516660291305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-love.html' title='what-is-love?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i780.photobucket.com/albums/yy86/kylemx3/la%20face%20de%20kylie/th_Bluehearts-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3485010254408478738</id><published>2010-04-20T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T03:34:50.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how long will you keep me away?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scene%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s177/Babyphat2610/photography/z103040988.jpg" border="0" alt="photography scene Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you still keep me waiting? does your smile still tell me you`re fine? No, it doesn`t, it kills me more. ]:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into Donuts.&lt;br /&gt;I saw him smile full of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;I know he didn`t notice me because I didn`t notice him till I heard his &lt;br /&gt;cute lil laughter.&lt;br /&gt;I saw his 1monster friend. the one who betrayed me. &lt;br /&gt;I ignored.. I just wanna sit there and sob. &lt;br /&gt;I had my best friend looking at them. seeing her makes me sad too, &lt;br /&gt;cause I sort of know she can feel my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just how much longer can I take to keep myself strong?&lt;br /&gt;how many people can bring me to smiles?&lt;br /&gt;how many hours or days or years can i get over you?&lt;br /&gt;but you know I can`t. because I just can`t get over it. unless you&lt;br /&gt;treat me like we did to each other before. you know how much I missed that?&lt;br /&gt;I hate her for treating you like this.. like bullcrap, cause you&lt;br /&gt;don`t deserved to be treated like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just want you to move on.&lt;br /&gt;I`m already gone.&lt;br /&gt;I know you wouldn`t love me better.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to be happy. &lt;br /&gt;So i`m already gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember all the things we wanted?&lt;br /&gt;now all the memories are hunted.&lt;br /&gt;we are always 'ment to say goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;I don`t want us to burn out, I didn`t come&lt;br /&gt;here to hurt you, now i just can`t stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know, now it doesn`t matter, &lt;br /&gt;where we take this road, someone has to go,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know, you couldn`t have loved me better&lt;br /&gt;But i want you to move on. so i`m already gone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started with a perfect kiss then, we could feel the &lt;br /&gt;poison set in, perfect couldn`t keep this love alive.&lt;br /&gt;you know i love you so, I, love you now I`ve to let you go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3485010254408478738?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3485010254408478738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3485010254408478738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3485010254408478738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3485010254408478738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-long-will-you-keep-me-away.html' title='how long will you keep me away?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s177/Babyphat2610/photography/th_z103040988.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-5035961715692266213</id><published>2010-04-19T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T02:44:05.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you know when..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scene%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i606.photobucket.com/albums/tt144/OmgStrawberries/Photography/0149c725ff84456cdddb3c239e2240c0125.png" border="0" alt="Fuhk Off Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calm the effy down. just smile and wave and she'll smile. [well, I don`t know&lt;br /&gt;i`m just statin` [; ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know something is wrong when she doesn`t&lt;br /&gt;talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know something is wrong when she doesn`t &lt;br /&gt;giggle along when you say something stewpid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know something is wrong when she doesn`t&lt;br /&gt;make eye contact with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best solution is to just smile and wave&lt;br /&gt;boys. smile and wave! hahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie Autumn-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-5035961715692266213?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/5035961715692266213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=5035961715692266213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5035961715692266213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5035961715692266213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-know-when.html' title='you know when..........'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i606.photobucket.com/albums/tt144/OmgStrawberries/Photography/th_0149c725ff84456cdddb3c239e2240c0125.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-7267311103680387636</id><published>2010-04-19T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:16:35.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whyyyyyyyyyyy whyyyyyyyyyyyy whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scene%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i874.photobucket.com/albums/ab301/HelloKittySceneQueen/Polaroid__by_shinymavis.jpg" border="0" alt="scene Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;one word. whuhhhhhhhhy? oh well... right now, I just wanna talk about that camera and YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUH CAMERUH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where in this humid world, can I get that camera?&lt;br /&gt;it's a Polroid [I guess] brand, and It is just awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I don`t think it's an old kind of camera, In my world, &lt;br /&gt;THAT! is a trend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you know where to get that exact or better camera,&lt;br /&gt;give me the:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-Place&lt;br /&gt;-Price&lt;br /&gt;-About the camera&lt;br /&gt;-What can it do&lt;br /&gt;-Warranty&lt;br /&gt;-Colors&lt;br /&gt;-What does it come with if you purchase it!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some are stewpid 'what-I-must-know-if-you-find' thing. &lt;br /&gt;but oh well.. those are what came into my mind and just fill it&lt;br /&gt;if you do find it. and what is the cost to it when you do, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a hug, remembrance, smiles and chocolates! &lt;/b&gt;hahahaha! yeah.. just&lt;br /&gt;those. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scene%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z206/jksfanunplugged1/2128d78318230c2479d1f4d6d8d4d5c1125.jpg" border="0" alt="scene photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is what i`m longing to say dude. now pick it or drop it. [:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this second one in one post is something I had posted for like&lt;br /&gt;3times. I guess. I didn`t count. I mean I don`t have the time.&lt;br /&gt;LEGIT-MOI doesn`t have the time. hahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, one of Donut's friend's birthday is today&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow, how can i forget, it's Gabriel's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and I don`t know what to give that dude. really... I don`t know.&lt;br /&gt;but still, I guess a simple wish is enough, though i wish to get&lt;br /&gt;them something else. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don`t have much to say. but I just wanna hang out &lt;br /&gt;and I don`t wanna stay home. anyone wanna bring me out&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow? the day after tomorrow, after the day after&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow? after on THAT day? [: I`m free. and really,&lt;br /&gt;this is a fact, LEGIT-MOI is stating a fact NOW, if I&lt;br /&gt;don`t hang out following my blood's desire, I`ll get sick.&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not, I don`t care if you don`t. cause do I care&lt;br /&gt;about yours? nope, no i don`t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n'that's IT!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scene%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i606.photobucket.com/albums/tt144/OmgStrawberries/Photography/b28f0fe8e1683512e8b259dfb1b6027a125.jpg" border="0" alt="Scene girls Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's not superman, its UFO! Alien Attack, give me&lt;br /&gt;your BEER. I`m not lying. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-7267311103680387636?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/7267311103680387636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=7267311103680387636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7267311103680387636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7267311103680387636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/whyyyyyyyyyyy-whyyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='whyyyyyyyyyyy whyyyyyyyyyyyy whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i606.photobucket.com/albums/tt144/OmgStrawberries/Photography/th_b28f0fe8e1683512e8b259dfb1b6027a125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-5369162105848487844</id><published>2010-04-17T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:02:08.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>having faces drawn closer here and there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/luke%20pasqualino" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo271/bonjourhannah/Cpiadecapabranca-2.jpg" border="0" alt="&amp;amp;#9829;&amp;amp;#9829;&amp;amp;#9829;&amp;amp;#9829; Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can I just have you instead? the first British dude I can`t get off my mind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have nothing to post about.&lt;br /&gt;I just have Luke occupying my mind and I just&lt;br /&gt;wanted to post... post... at least i`m posting&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. LUUUUUUKKKKKEEEEE PASQUALINO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot ass dude. he was in the British show called,&lt;br /&gt;'Skins'. I grew interest in watching it. I will heart&lt;br /&gt;you forever if you get me the whole episode. or get&lt;br /&gt;me the whole episode on 'Lush' where i heard he was on&lt;br /&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m gonna spray Whipped Cream on his chest and&lt;br /&gt;lick it off! hahaha.. so seductive! haha anyway&lt;br /&gt;that is just how I adore him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that guy, Luke Pasqualino,is just so LEGIT!&lt;br /&gt;LEGIT, HOT, SMOKIN!, ADORABLE, HANDSOME, MAGNETIZING!&lt;br /&gt;he's all those hot words you put on in a guy. &lt;br /&gt;I`m in a love hole with him now. I heart him too much yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizzie-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i just make my lips hug yours Luke? hahaha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-5369162105848487844?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/5369162105848487844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=5369162105848487844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5369162105848487844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5369162105848487844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/having-faces-drawn-closer-here-and.html' title='having faces drawn closer here and there...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8613369599171326085</id><published>2010-04-17T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T04:06:42.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>he said......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hugs%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s119/_Out_Tonight_/Photography/hugs.jpg" border="0" alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hug and give you a peck back from what you`ve given me. you remind me of those amazing&lt;br /&gt;pictures. and your adored face.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered something when I had&lt;br /&gt;Donuts in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said:&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you sure you really want it?'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs about him are coming to me instead&lt;br /&gt;of me searching for them. damn, I feel so good.&lt;br /&gt;this is what i`m going to do when I`m back again with&lt;br /&gt;Donuts, hanging out like normal friends. like how we act&lt;br /&gt;together before with his clown friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-pinch his cheeks and smile.&lt;br /&gt;-remind him that he made this 'head syndrome' like&lt;br /&gt; pose.&lt;br /&gt;-give him his toy.&lt;br /&gt;-hug him.&lt;br /&gt;-a peck?&lt;br /&gt;-a cheesy smile.&lt;br /&gt;-annoy him &lt;good way&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-tell him how I feel?&lt;br /&gt;-sing like a mad women around the mall we`re in.&lt;br /&gt;-make sure he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;-thank him for his 'stuffs'.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;bang bang&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now Donuts. this song is for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbvKVOQlhOw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbvKVOQlhOw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" 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;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Autumn-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8613369599171326085?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8613369599171326085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8613369599171326085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8613369599171326085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8613369599171326085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-said.html' title='he said......'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s119/_Out_Tonight_/Photography/th_hugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-2989313599790384962</id><published>2010-04-17T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:40:03.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it`s like he gave me a book about his messed up life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/people%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j178/xoharxoleaox/People%20Photography/0731090154.jpg" border="0" alt="Mokou Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm sooo pissed with about everything and everyone right now. but the only&lt;br /&gt;person who made me chill down, was Donuts. it`s like he gave me a book about&lt;br /&gt;his messed up life and didn`t want me to mess mine up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before I went for a haircut today,&lt;br /&gt;I had a crappy fight with mom about&lt;br /&gt;who is going to get change for the &lt;br /&gt;big-amount of cash for my haircut. &lt;br /&gt;so i left with my own amount. she &lt;br /&gt;shouted a 'word' out of the window&lt;br /&gt;and I shouted a 'word' back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then once I reached the salon with&lt;br /&gt;my mate, my sis sitted down and I sat&lt;br /&gt;on the chair where you see the haircutter&lt;br /&gt;cut your hair your not-so-desired way and wish&lt;br /&gt;you have a cutter who knows exactly what you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;after the trim, I hated the way she cut it. I didn`t &lt;br /&gt;ask her to trim more because i just know that she`ll ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home straight and hurriedly went to get prepared.&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a new pair of clothing but with a same tee&lt;br /&gt;and shoes. but it started raining so mate changed her mind&lt;br /&gt;and decided to skip class.. and I just knew what I had in&lt;br /&gt;mind was true. I won`t let it out. for i know what fact i said&lt;br /&gt;would be declined. for me, it started raining because God is mad &lt;br /&gt;with me. I know i am in the wrong. and God is giving me sudden thunder&lt;br /&gt;roars to teach me a lesson. I have felt him everywhere and I know he is &lt;br /&gt;always there and here for me whenever I feel in danger or when i am&lt;br /&gt;feeling very upset. now, I`m afraid of hearing the angry thunder roars&lt;br /&gt;God is giving me. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to chill when i feel God`s presence and also the &lt;br /&gt;thought of Dear Donuts in my mind. I started to frown and thought&lt;br /&gt;of going for class. I really don`t wanna miss a session of Catechism&lt;br /&gt;Class. the only thing i objected of moving my feet entering the class &lt;br /&gt;alone it's because I had Donuts in my mind and God. ]: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been missing Donuts for so long even though I told my best friend&lt;br /&gt;I started to non-love him anymore. but right now, I think i know how &lt;br /&gt;Donuts feel. but I have to move on. saying that 2 words just make me&lt;br /&gt;wanna die on the inside, like my soul can`t do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I know that I have to do what's right and God will reward me&lt;br /&gt;with the greatest wish i wanted. like he did before. I appreciated it &lt;br /&gt;alot.. and really really LOVED IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though God is punishing me right now. I just want to make&lt;br /&gt;things right and make my God proud. I don`t want him to be&lt;br /&gt;upset over me again. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know I`m here even though you want&lt;br /&gt;her more then you want to invite me out.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-2989313599790384962?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/2989313599790384962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=2989313599790384962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2989313599790384962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2989313599790384962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-like-he-gave-me-book-about-his.html' title='it`s like he gave me a book about his messed up life.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j178/xoharxoleaox/People%20Photography/th_0731090154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3986470640719629380</id><published>2010-04-15T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T00:20:58.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that one and only star that spelled your name on that clear dark blue sky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/stars%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e78/BoiiCrazy4lyfe/photography/stars.jpg" border="0" alt="stars Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lying flat on my garden, I looked up at the dark blue sky and saw the one and only star that spelled your name, I smiled, I captured the star and made it as my &lt;br /&gt;necklace to remind me of you everyday. I &lt;3 you lil star.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song came into my mind suddenly&lt;br /&gt;when his beautiful soft face appeared in&lt;br /&gt;my mind after i got out of the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_tw6HxabXE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_tw6HxabXE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" 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;i&gt;In the middle of the night, we can form this dream, i wanna &lt;br /&gt;feel you by my side, standing next to me, c`mon c`mon, say that&lt;br /&gt;we`ll be together, c`mon c`mon, little taste of heaven. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night, when i`m in this dream, It's&lt;br /&gt;like a million little stars spelling out ch'your name.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Autumn- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that star reminds me when it spelled your name.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3986470640719629380?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3986470640719629380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3986470640719629380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3986470640719629380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3986470640719629380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/that-one-and-only-star-that-spelled.html' title='that one and only star that spelled your name on that clear dark blue sky.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e78/BoiiCrazy4lyfe/photography/th_stars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3896800295351299485</id><published>2010-04-14T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T04:15:17.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>won`t move an inch, lies a smile and tells you he's fine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/tears%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q244/kimmyw09/Photography/27.jpg" border="0" alt="tears Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won`t move an inch, lies a smile and tell`s you he is fine... and your heart-breaks at that moment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I told you, It cannot be... It never will be, and I cannot have my donut I heart-ache about. donut, has a home that is broken and still sits there, sobbing down tears, won`t move an inch and lies a smile telling you donut's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tells you he had found a new home by himself, turns out he built it beside&lt;br /&gt;that precious home that had been burnt down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gives you a smile and tell`s you profusely he is happy with his life &lt;br /&gt;and tells you he does not need that home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think of him every night, minute, day, hour wondering if he really&lt;br /&gt;was fine. has accurate feeling that he's fine not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you try getting technology to do it's thing. he doesn`t respond,&lt;br /&gt;do you think you have a chance? you gave obvious cares, the stuff that&lt;br /&gt;reminds you of him, I gave it away. I put it in a dark room. stayed away,&lt;br /&gt;you heart cracks, you try to stretch your muscles, forcing it to give your&lt;br /&gt;beautiful face a smile. breaks every time you try, look down on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;a tear falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tells you a joke, invites you out, he does seem fine, look into his eyes,&lt;br /&gt;trying to find his heart, it totally is shattered, he makes you smile if you`re&lt;br /&gt;heartbroken, but you don`t make his day whenever how much you try. it hurts like&lt;br /&gt;a huge truck on your right leg. an excruciating pain sparks on your veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you try to tell yourself to be calm, but you actually aren`t at all, his&lt;br /&gt;friends reminds you of him, whenever he texts you, you smile uncontrollably.  &lt;br /&gt;the best feeling in the world. but right now, you frown everyday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once you reach home, you freshen yourself, and once in a while, in the&lt;br /&gt;shower, you think of him, you cry. you dry and dress yourself up. get into your&lt;br /&gt;room... it's late at night. never go online because you`re on your bed bloodshot&lt;br /&gt;eyes cover the precious color of your eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he never texts nor call you anymore... you try every time, but you know&lt;br /&gt;that his name will never appear on your phone`s screen. you give up. but &lt;br /&gt;you just wanna give him a hug and tell him you`re always there.. but thinking&lt;br /&gt;of him just makes you weak... instead, you let it pass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, I just wanna know where are you now. would you still&lt;br /&gt;ignore me? I just hope you won`t lie to me about your feelings &lt;br /&gt;anymore... I`m sick and tired trying hard for you, but i know&lt;br /&gt;you`ll never notice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;calling out your name, your face is everywhere, i`m reaching&lt;br /&gt;out to you to find that you`re not there. I wake up every night&lt;br /&gt;to see the state i`m in, it`s like an endless fight, seems like&lt;br /&gt;i cannot win.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3896800295351299485?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3896800295351299485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3896800295351299485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3896800295351299485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3896800295351299485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/wont-move-inch-lies-smile-and-tells-you.html' title='won`t move an inch, lies a smile and tells you he&apos;s fine.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q244/kimmyw09/Photography/th_27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3841787735531395261</id><published>2010-04-11T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T07:18:03.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a last post for the day before i sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/alex%20evans" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj274/Darker-Then-Life/alex%20evans/Alex_Evans_9.jpg" border="0" alt="Alex Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because I don`t know what to do or say, you have to leave me alone, I can`t&lt;br /&gt;cry for you, tears behind my eyes, stubborn to want to leave. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you seem worth it.&lt;br /&gt;is that candle lit?&lt;br /&gt;how many had you hit?&lt;br /&gt;I`m wondering here.&lt;br /&gt;worried filled the air killing the fear.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can`t cry out for you.&lt;br /&gt;wondering if any were true.&lt;br /&gt;are you leaving me alone?&lt;br /&gt;till i had chills down my bone?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home,&lt;br /&gt;but not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to our lullaby&lt;br /&gt;it helps me sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;schedules been so tight.&lt;br /&gt;almost reaching your height.&lt;br /&gt;memories filled my mind &lt;br /&gt;following the thin line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silent cries&lt;br /&gt;white lies.&lt;br /&gt;high and low&lt;br /&gt;up and below.&lt;br /&gt;searching for reasons&lt;br /&gt;you fill my head with your care&lt;br /&gt;the uniqueness of your hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the colors of your eyes&lt;br /&gt;tell me you don`t lie.&lt;br /&gt;will you be here with me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;so i can sleep tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lizzie Autumn.Yasmin Lizz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3841787735531395261?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3841787735531395261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3841787735531395261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3841787735531395261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3841787735531395261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-post-for-day-before-i-sleep.html' title='a last post for the day before i sleep.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj274/Darker-Then-Life/alex%20evans/th_Alex_Evans_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-829762865144615546</id><published>2010-04-10T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:49:12.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scorching heat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/scene%20with%20glasses" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz287/sunnyxblax/nerd%20glasses/kaylie_by_aedah.png" border="0" alt="nerd glasses Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh my blah! It's Lizzie Autumn. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually that is not Lizzie Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;its just a name I love, It popped into my&lt;br /&gt;mind. so it's alright, welcome and an honor&lt;br /&gt;to you if you suddenly call me Lizzie Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;but say it more like, "Oh my blah! It's Lizzie&lt;br /&gt;Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q&lt;/b&gt;: why do you need to say "Oh my blah!" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;: because it's like an expression and I like&lt;br /&gt;to 'blah' alot.. more like, specifically, I love&lt;br /&gt;to talk crab. and i adore people who talk crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q&lt;/b&gt;: Why "Lizzie Autumn"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;: Lizzie, it's because my best friend gave me a name&lt;br /&gt;before, as a Lizard, but she changed it into Lizzie. So i&lt;br /&gt;named the first to be Lizzie. and Why Autumn? It's because of&lt;br /&gt;the weather. And it is just perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q&lt;/b&gt;: is this post for fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;: no. it is not. and I just want a change in my name&lt;br /&gt;for a moment. mke it more Legit. ya`know? I had alot of original&lt;br /&gt;poses and stuff i wanna make in my mind. But i need materials, and materials, you need cash. so i`m askin mom for help. like try to get stuffs with affordable&lt;br /&gt;amount of cash. and lastly, the reason why i`m posting this is because i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;and Lizzie Autumn is here in Pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q&lt;/b&gt;: is Lizzie Autumn the full name you made for desire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;: no. it's &lt;b&gt;Yasmin Lizzie Autumn&lt;/b&gt;. whatever you like. its non-permanent.&lt;br /&gt;it's temporary. or i wish it to be my &lt;b&gt;nickname&lt;/b&gt;. thank you! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought to you by;&lt;br /&gt;-Lizzie Autumn-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-829762865144615546?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/829762865144615546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=829762865144615546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/829762865144615546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/829762865144615546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/scorching-heat.html' title='scorching heat.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i836.photobucket.com/albums/zz287/sunnyxblax/nerd%20glasses/th_kaylie_by_aedah.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3024101382462988190</id><published>2010-04-06T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:44:29.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>night, i awake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/night%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo28/Artful_S/Photography/SanFranciscoFireworks.jpg" border="0" alt="Bay bridge Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning world.. 12.35A.M and I am wide awake.. thinking bout you makes me smile uncontrollably.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won`t be posting long because&lt;br /&gt;I don`t have anything to post about just&lt;br /&gt;some random night post. and this is the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. after school, waited with bestie for her&lt;br /&gt;bus to arrive.. she took the second bus ride home&lt;br /&gt;because she missed the first, and we chatted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, when her bus arrived, i thought about going&lt;br /&gt;out with the dudes later.. instead, they were still in&lt;br /&gt;class, so then I went home to re-freshen myself and went out&lt;br /&gt;with my lil sis who was on her way to her friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she skipped the heats event because she said that it happened&lt;br /&gt;a long time ago and that she did not let me know and maybe she&lt;br /&gt;doesn`t care as well because when I reached home, she was still &lt;br /&gt;there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... I got myself ready since everyone.. and including my&lt;br /&gt;dad is going over to fetch my mom.. and I went out.&lt;br /&gt;when i met them... i met a new guy, named Jereme. the popular&lt;br /&gt;name read in my mind when I was reading a text message from either&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth or Glenn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked and I didn`t really feel like how i was before with them&lt;br /&gt;but then It happened only when this DUDE went off.. and I was hyper&lt;br /&gt;nut. I didn`t really know Jereme that well but I guess he was really &lt;br /&gt;some kind of dude that could sleep anywhere.. and anywhere basically means.&lt;br /&gt;any-where. interesting huh? oh well... haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we thought of watching a movie. but i was thinking that mom&lt;br /&gt;and dad would be home before I get to even be home and slouched on the&lt;br /&gt;couch getting ready to sleep. oh well then I rejected the offer so then&lt;br /&gt;we went to the interchange getting ready to get to MY bus but then stopped&lt;br /&gt;over to 77th Street to pick shoelaces for Glenn.. and I shared about some&lt;br /&gt;tiny bit of story if they ever go to my house. the monstrous *ERM* will be&lt;br /&gt;there. so then its better to ignore. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway world.. I am not alone here, mom is using the computer as well&lt;br /&gt;to watch some China Drama. Oh well.. I will be sleeping soon because I do&lt;br /&gt;not want to stay up TOO TOO late... and I NEED someone to remind me not to&lt;br /&gt;eat TOO MUCH JUNK FOOD and oily food.. I need nutrition this time.. I need&lt;br /&gt;to stay fit and healthy... GAHHHHH!! I HATE JUNK-FOODS AT THE WRONG TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;fcuking puberty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. Its time for me to gooooo.. [: and lie on my&lt;br /&gt;bed and think think think.. and snore snore snore after that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3024101382462988190?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3024101382462988190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3024101382462988190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3024101382462988190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3024101382462988190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/night-i-awake.html' title='night, i awake.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo28/Artful_S/Photography/th_SanFranciscoFireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-5163163842408385919</id><published>2010-04-02T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T20:01:41.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a crazy-happy girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/laughing%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk272/skinnybaatch/laughing.jpg" border="0" alt="Freeman Photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughing to myself, because I don`t trust myself to speak. I`m frog-girl. crazy-happy frog girl with a crazy-happy tickle.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was &lt;b&gt;Good Friday&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Holy &lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The next day is &lt;b&gt;Easter&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what to post lately.&lt;br /&gt;because I was reading a book and got&lt;br /&gt;alittle carried away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, mom was cleaning the house&lt;br /&gt;and I head to the bathroom to refreshen myself..&lt;br /&gt;gosh, I hate my hair feeling greasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then I head to the living room and dump&lt;br /&gt;myself on the couch and took a peek on this&lt;br /&gt;basket mom placed on the table. and I saw this&lt;br /&gt;book i haven`t read. so i took it out and turned to&lt;br /&gt;the page i stopped reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a chapter, I placed the book down, and head&lt;br /&gt;into the kitchen, tummy grumbling for food and took&lt;br /&gt;my fav. cereal out, but when i stuff my head into the&lt;br /&gt;fridge... there. was. no. milk. so i placed it back with&lt;br /&gt;a LOUD sigh.. I`m H.U.N.G.R.Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mom said if i could go downstairs and buy&lt;br /&gt;some items. so i agreed because I can take a bath&lt;br /&gt;and freshen myself deeply and take the oils off of my&lt;br /&gt;hair... and I still need to get good hair products and &lt;br /&gt;skin products...  saving more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i just finished bathing and I stumble myself &lt;br /&gt;on the computer and ignored mom`s question if I could&lt;br /&gt;go and buy the products. but now she called if anyone wants&lt;br /&gt;grapes.. YUMMY! from the vine God created. I just found out that&lt;br /&gt;there is no class today. because God had not been resurrected from&lt;br /&gt;the dead... ]'; but i wanna hang out. thinking of going to my&lt;br /&gt;best friend's house... but i have a good feeling that i can`t..&lt;br /&gt;SIGH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i`m signing off now. &lt;br /&gt;time for grape-snack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-5163163842408385919?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/5163163842408385919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=5163163842408385919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5163163842408385919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5163163842408385919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/crazy-happy-girl.html' title='a crazy-happy girl.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8926143548303373805</id><published>2010-04-02T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T01:43:29.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gone... why does he have to talk to me? he annoys me so much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/chase%20coy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh169/gilmoregirls_photos/ChaseCoymylove.jpg" border="0" alt="chase coy lyrics Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know i still carry the memories? oh no. do you know that letting go&lt;br /&gt;for me wasn`t easy? oh no, no you don`t. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase Coy FTW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not alot of people know him..&lt;br /&gt;and I find his genre in music&lt;br /&gt;really unique.. not alot of &lt;br /&gt;my friends like his music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with his music.&lt;br /&gt;he makes me happy whenever I &lt;br /&gt;listen to his music, Lullaby,&lt;br /&gt;at night.. it gets me snoring&lt;br /&gt;after hearing a short verse from&lt;br /&gt;him.. his voice is soothing..&lt;br /&gt;like the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9TggJYuWUsQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9TggJYuWUsQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8926143548303373805?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8926143548303373805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8926143548303373805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8926143548303373805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8926143548303373805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/04/gone-why-does-he-have-to-talk-to-me-he.html' title='gone... why does he have to talk to me? he annoys me so much...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-6091509806243130209</id><published>2010-03-31T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:25:23.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOOOOOOOOOOD MORNING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/american%20flag%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i805.photobucket.com/albums/yy339/Becca0833/Photography/PHOTOGRAPHY%20MAIN/Pho035.jpg" border="0" alt="The Patriot Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, say! can you see by the dawn's early light&lt;br /&gt;What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming;&lt;br /&gt;Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO LOVLIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here to say one and only thing.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOD MORNINNNNNG AMERICAAAAAAAAAA!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-6091509806243130209?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/6091509806243130209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=6091509806243130209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/6091509806243130209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/6091509806243130209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/03/goooooooooood-morning.html' title='GOOOOOOOOOOOD MORNING!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-9068744366686259225</id><published>2010-03-26T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T22:49:43.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>living with "2 horns" on it`s head.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i576.photobucket.com/albums/ss204/HelloImShaina/photography.jpg" border="0" alt="HelloImShaina Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what comes into your mind when my subject said "living with 2 horns on its head"?&lt;br /&gt;yes..living with a devil for the past 15years of my life and counting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this took part on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 27th March 2010.&lt;br /&gt;12:00PM.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there was a family,&lt;br /&gt;a couple gave birth to a devil, the first&lt;br /&gt;born child, a boy, its bogus. believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were other 3 children, all angels,&lt;br /&gt;I am close with including myself.&lt;br /&gt;a parent trying to be an angel. but most&lt;br /&gt;of the time in my eyes, she`s acting half &lt;br /&gt;devil and also half angel. and you guesses it,&lt;br /&gt;she tries to be acting all angel around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, not the first time, he threatens that&lt;br /&gt;he would damage our features if we ever not do&lt;br /&gt;what the devil parent say. we all ignored. the one&lt;br /&gt;day, he threatened he would kill us if they get sick.&lt;br /&gt;now tell me, who in the world would know why they would&lt;br /&gt;get sick for? no one. only God. and he is just such a devil&lt;br /&gt;himself... no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... the devil does good cheating on&lt;br /&gt;mom.. and i can`t believe she buys his shit.&lt;br /&gt;without even waiting for proof.. like what is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always seek for God whenever he tries to do&lt;br /&gt;something extraordinary.. all bull shits and I&lt;br /&gt;only know he says that so we would all be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;he sees everyone showing attitude towards him.&lt;br /&gt;who doesn`t? because no one shows peace and mercy&lt;br /&gt;toward that animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he get kicked and all from that animal. &lt;br /&gt;he thinks he is great. he thinks he does most&lt;br /&gt;jobs at home then the rest. hell no. whenever&lt;br /&gt;i try comparing my house and part job &lt;br /&gt;cleaning around the house, he thinks he does more&lt;br /&gt;then that.. and I HATE IT! he thinks HE IS SOO&lt;br /&gt;GREAT! LIKE WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he swore and threw library books around..&lt;br /&gt;I don`t care.. because I will still continue&lt;br /&gt;reading and he MUST put the books back.. I don`t&lt;br /&gt;give a crap. what kind of person is this? &lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE WITH A BLACK HEART THAT IS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was SOOOOOOO frustrated.. even Dad can`t stand&lt;br /&gt;him. he tells us everytime we bring his subject up.&lt;br /&gt;Dad complains and he agrees with us. Dad doesn`t care&lt;br /&gt;about him anymore. because Dad said he doesn`t know what&lt;br /&gt;he is doing with his own life and Dad also said he gave&lt;br /&gt;up on him... see.. everyone detest him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m not gonna write anymore because everyone&lt;br /&gt;knows how bad he is.. and even the good people &lt;br /&gt;dislike him.. and i still can`t believe his&lt;br /&gt;stoopid looks would get him more bitches.&lt;br /&gt;still, i don`t care... anyone who like him,&lt;br /&gt;are really worst.. no offense.. but SOMEONE&lt;br /&gt;just need to change this asshole. if someone did, &lt;br /&gt;I`m his/her no. 1 fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you. i just need to get it out of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-9068744366686259225?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/9068744366686259225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=9068744366686259225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/9068744366686259225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/9068744366686259225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/03/living-with-2-horns-on-its-head.html' title='living with &quot;2 horns&quot; on it`s head.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-2216074021981675006</id><published>2010-03-19T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:56:48.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the best weather no matter what...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cold%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv69/funfreak2/Photography/AllAlone.jpg" border="0" alt="Lonely and Cold Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the cooling breeze.. it sure is cold.. my ideal feel. now I just&lt;br /&gt;need to be warm around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooo.. It`s like finally&lt;br /&gt;winter here in Singapore. *COUGH COUGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. but it`s not snowing..&lt;br /&gt;this is downpour. It happened..&lt;br /&gt;it just happen to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started raining like this&lt;br /&gt;on the day where I fought with the&lt;br /&gt;6years dude. and it started raining&lt;br /&gt;when i was on the phone. It rained &lt;br /&gt;yesterday when I was out.. It rained today&lt;br /&gt;when he called.. It was ironic. I thought&lt;br /&gt;God was crying.. I feel pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. I am now blogging and I &lt;br /&gt;am having thoughts in my mind on what&lt;br /&gt;to wear later on... I completely have NO idea.&lt;br /&gt;but then I stopped and had the thought that&lt;br /&gt;i would just wear simply jeans and a white top&lt;br /&gt;i bought not long ago and a vest.. because the shirt&lt;br /&gt;could see through.. and I would MAYBE change the top as well.&lt;br /&gt;see.. how complicated it that.. i have no idea on what&lt;br /&gt;to throw on myself.. not LEGIT at all.. &gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands and feet are cold.. wearing the shoe.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure.. you know what? I`d wear the snow boots&lt;br /&gt;since it is cold outside and I would just wear the boots&lt;br /&gt;at least i`m wearing them to keep my feet warm. It is&lt;br /&gt;an ankle height boots. but i want the knee length one..&lt;br /&gt;but they don`t have it here.. and I want the boots with&lt;br /&gt;fur to keep my feet fuzzy and warm.. not those LEATHER boots.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. that`s insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. if it rained again.. i`ll just bring these shoes&lt;br /&gt;I bought with mom.. so yeah. and also maybe i`ll bring extra&lt;br /&gt;tops just in case It got wet or in desperate need to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... I really think I need new outfits. but still,&lt;br /&gt;my mind says i have enough and ENOUGH to mix and match.&lt;br /&gt;I had an idea, in my dream on how i would look original&lt;br /&gt;myself and I don`t wanna follow trends. and I COMPLETELY&lt;br /&gt;forgotten. and I even told myself that is how i would be&lt;br /&gt;wearing on THIS DAY. but blank. it took me 2 and a half&lt;br /&gt;days to figure it out.. but oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it`s already past 3. i`m off now gotta go prepare&lt;br /&gt;and sort out clothes and shoes.. WOOPS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-2216074021981675006?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/2216074021981675006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=2216074021981675006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2216074021981675006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2216074021981675006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/03/best-weather-no-matter-what.html' title='the best weather no matter what...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv69/funfreak2/Photography/th_AllAlone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3384380626510812545</id><published>2010-03-16T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:33:17.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>after photo taking... [: 2 different short-post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photo%20taking%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk91/tracybear_xo/photography/_MG_1748-copy.jpg" border="0" alt="model taking photo Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*wakes up, remembered photo-IC-taking* *looks at time* OH SHIIIIIIIIITTTTT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooooood morning.&lt;br /&gt;finally I saw bestie today for &lt;br /&gt;photo-taking.. I miss smiles and laughters with her. [;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... today is the day of Photo-IC-Taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late. 6.50 rushed out to find&lt;br /&gt;my blouse and skirt.. can`t find my favorite&lt;br /&gt;one. so i picked the one, one of my friends&lt;br /&gt;who was a student in the school once,her skirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a quick shower and went out of the bathroom,&lt;br /&gt;changed as fast as I can eyeing the clock with&lt;br /&gt;evil eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tied my hair up as fast as I can and I ran to&lt;br /&gt;the hall got my shoes and ran in the room to fetch &lt;br /&gt;my socks lying on the bed. then.. took particles and&lt;br /&gt;went out of the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school on time.. and they told us to wait&lt;br /&gt;because once we reached, they were still preparing &lt;br /&gt;so they told us to wait half an hour more and met some&lt;br /&gt;classmates. [ God, honestly, It feels like its a holiday.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that... went laughing normally about our&lt;br /&gt;normal and abnormal photos we took for the IC.&lt;br /&gt;i`m glad i got my sec 1 photo. Because I feel &lt;br /&gt;comfortable in that picture. [: so sad that the&lt;br /&gt;other one I took just yesterday, was a waste. =/&lt;br /&gt;well.. mom said it`s a need. so i went ahead. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went up, and got ahead the rest. &lt;br /&gt;I chatted seconds with the 'canon ball',&lt;br /&gt;seriously, what the monkey`s red butt is wrong&lt;br /&gt;with her? I asked her if there was vacancy so i can go ahead&lt;br /&gt;but she just starred at some women [seriously, no kidding, I&lt;br /&gt;followed her view of sight] doing the IC thingy. and I caught&lt;br /&gt;her ears with some 'fake' 1 cent look-a-like-cost earring.&lt;br /&gt;she shows attitude, I tug her shirt to say 'you know what &lt;br /&gt;canon ball? you do not need to show me attitude, cause i`m&lt;br /&gt;having the time of my life eyeing your every canon BOOM move!'.&lt;br /&gt;and sat with the rest. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some dude took chairs and I hurriedly stood&lt;br /&gt;up and sat beside my best friend and another goody&lt;br /&gt;O' Pal getting ready for her turn.&lt;br /&gt;when it was my turn, I was really nervous, no&lt;br /&gt;reason why.. I had no idea too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smiles%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn54/spinnspin3/photography/smiles-1.jpg" border="0" alt="faces Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the photo taking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the store to get breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I had this all the time.&lt;br /&gt;and OHMIGOSH, MOM cooked PANCAKES IN THE MORNING&lt;br /&gt;FOR BREAKFAST! GAHHHHH! I need to skip it again.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. mom didn`t waste a whole lot of pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she knew i was in a hurry so she made just-right&lt;br /&gt;measurements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. bought chocolate bread and fresh cool&lt;br /&gt;soya bean milk. I know.. I don`t drink JUST all kinds&lt;br /&gt;of milk. I ONLY and really ONLY drink SOYA BEAN MILK!&lt;br /&gt;I`m sooooooo gonna get Soya Bean Milk fully in my luggage&lt;br /&gt;if i go back to the Philippines. who cares if it`s over&lt;br /&gt;loaded, dude, or specifically, [pretending i`m in the &lt;br /&gt;check in counter], 'SIR! it`s just drinks that are&lt;br /&gt;stuffed inside. you gotta let me through. [:' &lt;br /&gt;ha. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. followed my best friend to her bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;and wait for her bus. just nice, her bus arrived,&lt;br /&gt;and she zoomed off, while i happily munch on the &lt;br /&gt;delicious breakfast Yasmin bought on her way home.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes I did not eat my breakfast. in. a. hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that`s what happened today peep [:&lt;br /&gt;till next time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahaha.. can someone get me the same breakfast? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;was the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;worst&lt;/span&gt; conversation i`ve ever had. Thank you we`re &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I made it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;loud and clear&lt;/span&gt;. good bye 6years dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3384380626510812545?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3384380626510812545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3384380626510812545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3384380626510812545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3384380626510812545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-photo-taking-2-different-short.html' title='after photo taking... [: 2 different short-post.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk91/tracybear_xo/photography/th__MG_1748-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-6269892939063812043</id><published>2010-03-15T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:07:58.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another day for another post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/messages%20%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv69/funfreak2/Photography/bubblesmessages.jpg" border="0" alt="Messages in each Bubble Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messages in each bubble... I`m getting paranoid for you sending me messages i wanted before but that`s the past, i`m awake and living the present, save it for someone else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning again.&lt;br /&gt;goodness Mom did not go to work&lt;br /&gt;because she is sorta sick, but she still&lt;br /&gt;tapes a smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, in the morning, went to the&lt;br /&gt;toilet to 'change diapers'. then refreshed myself&lt;br /&gt;went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, scanned for &lt;br /&gt;healthy good products to consume. nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my parents room, got the book borrowed&lt;br /&gt;from the library and into the dining room, took&lt;br /&gt;a slice of bread out from the package and smeared&lt;br /&gt;peanut butter on it. fold it, and start munching.&lt;br /&gt;going back to reading while on the blind corner of &lt;br /&gt;my eye, mom is clearing the storage room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped some paragraphs getting to mom`s sudden&lt;br /&gt;call for help. got fury boots on cause it`s cold.&lt;br /&gt;so then, after helping mom, i slammed my book shut&lt;br /&gt;and place it on a table nearby, checked my useless phone&lt;br /&gt;for messages [which i doubt i would have in the sunny bright&lt;br /&gt;morn, though i wish i have.. =/] .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mom asked me if i would want to company her to the&lt;br /&gt;clinic, I asked her I wouldn`t wanna go to the Clinic. &lt;br /&gt;I`m afraid to be in a room full of sick patients, in a &lt;br /&gt;room with A sick patient, which is my mom, would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get some more boxers and a set of P.Js.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also... I need to get some healthy meaty + vegetable&lt;br /&gt;meal.. was thinking of having yummy Hot Pancakes for&lt;br /&gt;breakfast, but guess i gotta deal with it till the&lt;br /&gt;lucky day arrives. also mom asked me to get my&lt;br /&gt;photo taken for my IC. I doubt the person would &lt;br /&gt;mind getting my photo taken a thousand times till i`m&lt;br /&gt;satisfied with how i look like, even if my doubt was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i guess mom had to fork out loads of cash for many un-used &lt;br /&gt;or non-likable picture i take. that would be non-legit now &lt;br /&gt;my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom went into the shower cause i told her to,&lt;br /&gt;because she was teasing me that if i don`t get my&lt;br /&gt;picture or my IC taken, it would be an offence. &lt;br /&gt;she even showed me that it stated that IT REALLY IS&lt;br /&gt;an offence. then she teased me for having 4 offences at her.&lt;br /&gt;like;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offence 1: being lazy most of the time.. [ isn`t that obvious?]&lt;br /&gt;Offence 2: speaking/answering back.&lt;br /&gt;Offence 3: not wanting to company her to __________ [Clinic.. like i said mom&lt;br /&gt;no thanks.. i`ll fetch you later..]&lt;br /&gt;Offence 4: [oh forgotten.. but its not important, trust me ;] ]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. went to get facebook updates.. nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;also I need to get more tees.. I need to DRAW on them.&lt;br /&gt;white ones. getting one in Cotton On. 5bucks for an awesome&lt;br /&gt;V-neck TEE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next post then peepholers! i`m off! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck yeah.. mom is gonna kill me with food and clothes YUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-6269892939063812043?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/6269892939063812043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=6269892939063812043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/6269892939063812043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/6269892939063812043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-day-for-another-post.html' title='another day for another post.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv69/funfreak2/Photography/th_bubblesmessages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-851789760980030036</id><published>2010-03-15T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T04:44:18.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gooood late evening? [:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/model%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae236/FFSCOLUMBIA/FFS%20Shoot%20with%20Clarence%20Jackson%20Photography%20030610/ClarencejphotoFFS14.jpg" border="0" alt="Mandi S Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`d snap shot myself without you knowing... I`m over your adored picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another post for another good late evening.&lt;br /&gt;I know.. its late because I wasn`t able to&lt;br /&gt;use the computer in the morning because &lt;br /&gt;Mom, had Dad, lock the computers with&lt;br /&gt;a password........ so screw it mann..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... had myself refresh in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;once I woke up, drag my lazy self to the kitchen &lt;br /&gt;to get breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;[ Yes i am trying to recall what i did.]&lt;br /&gt;then I locked myself up in my parents room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the guitar out, its been a long time&lt;br /&gt;since i start getting the guitar out and &lt;br /&gt;start jotting down some random words in my&lt;br /&gt;mind... and yeah It was a pretty good start&lt;br /&gt;to pick it up in the start of day and the &lt;br /&gt;start of the March holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Patrick`s Day is coming!!&lt;br /&gt;I`m not sure on what they do, but &lt;br /&gt;I really am excited somehow.. haha really&lt;br /&gt;funny for a person like me who don`t know what&lt;br /&gt;happened nor what to do on St. Pats day! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... after hours in the locked up room,&lt;br /&gt;my brother`s girlfriend was over and It was hella&lt;br /&gt;NOISY! so pretty much I didn`t get my head really numb,&lt;br /&gt;the gears are moving through continuous oil I put in to&lt;br /&gt;continue going on. so then.. my sis came barging through &lt;br /&gt;the door and jump on the bed.. then she started talking about&lt;br /&gt;KA-CHING ~ KA-CHING! yeah... $$$$$ MONAYE!&lt;br /&gt;then she said about $5 a pillow case and she`d work 8hours for&lt;br /&gt;that job.. so we started calculating money and hours and years&lt;br /&gt;and how much we`d earned.. we got REALLY crazy!&lt;br /&gt;then we stop... because we know that there are no such thing&lt;br /&gt;as putting pillow case for 5 bucks nor 10. so we stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... I brought up the idea for going to the nearest &lt;br /&gt;Library to return books and get new ones to read over the holidays&lt;br /&gt;so at least i have something on to do instead of mocking over the &lt;br /&gt;computer begging that it would type the 'secret' words + numbers&lt;br /&gt;so i can search the net and get facebook updates. though i don`t&lt;br /&gt;really get much.. and I love people who vandalize them really BADLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... we went to Compass Point and we went to the top &lt;br /&gt;level to get some food to eat before we go off to the library.&lt;br /&gt;so then once out tummy are filled, we went stomping off to the library.&lt;br /&gt;ironically, I know that some people would come up to either me or my sis.&lt;br /&gt;[It appeared in somewhat my DREAM] and IRONICALLY, my sis`s junior school &lt;br /&gt;friends were there... and they seem pretty excited seeing her there, I gave&lt;br /&gt;them a smile and they giggled.. and went back browsing for more cool books.&lt;br /&gt;nothing really interesting.. but got 3. my sis got 1, recommended by me&lt;br /&gt;because I find the book hilarious.. talking about Chickens and Cows i guess,&lt;br /&gt;if i can remember vividly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that... we went to the bus station level and went curve&lt;br /&gt;to the right, went to get some Old Chang Kee and went to 7-11 where &lt;br /&gt;the prices were hella shocking... It costs over 2bucks just for a DRINK!&lt;br /&gt;so then, I went out and eyed the magazine rack, HO HO HO, I saw the latest&lt;br /&gt;'Seventeen' local style mag. so i went in and i looked at who the lucky&lt;br /&gt;'star' is on the cover.. but it was a L.O.C.A.L and I know that nothing &lt;br /&gt;interesting would be in, but no doubt that i would not be buying it,&lt;br /&gt;so i brought it to the cashier and I paid for the right amount. 3bucks.&lt;br /&gt;enough to get at least 2 bars of 'God-Made Chocolates'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn`t get any drinks because I was doing a 'budget' thing.&lt;br /&gt;and I am trying to keep temptation off.. so then we went in&lt;br /&gt;the bus and it was really... funny... because my sister`s friend&lt;br /&gt;suddenly appeared behind us when i was reading this interesting &lt;br /&gt;book. it was sort of funny since the introduction of it said it would&lt;br /&gt;make you laugh. but not really, it just made me laugh for a little while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we got off the bus, [thank goodness I was able to keep my sis &lt;br /&gt;her smile up] we met some people really FAMILIAR. I mean, from our&lt;br /&gt;school.. due to CCA they gotta go naughty-naughty-go-back-to-school&lt;br /&gt;day. while i have some hotel break-down service at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I saw a classmate, going out with his friends, pretty much&lt;br /&gt;they were ALL wearing BLACK, I was like... it`s like a normal weather&lt;br /&gt;and they are wearing black? oh-oh not to forget when sis and I were on&lt;br /&gt;our way home, the sky was SO amazing! it was hella gorgeous! the sky I &lt;br /&gt;wanted to see for a long time since the amazing trip to some awesome &lt;br /&gt;reservoir during my Catechism Trip. It was AWESOME! I called it&lt;br /&gt;'God is watching over us'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. we went home and I didn`t had headache or head numbness&lt;br /&gt;going to be a zombie any minute soon. and It felt GREAT! &lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. hoping to munch on more chocolate soon! till then, &lt;br /&gt;goo-bye! &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this day was almost the LEGIT day ever. used in a wrong sentence but&lt;br /&gt;it was LEGIT! now that sounds right. 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[:'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae236/FFSCOLUMBIA/FFS%20Shoot%20with%20Clarence%20Jackson%20Photography%20030610/th_ClarencejphotoFFS14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-2659769016365331391</id><published>2010-03-13T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T16:41:24.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the morning glorrryyyy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/morning%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q278/maceylove/photography/1koi8udj8.jpg" border="0" alt="sunday morning. Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the morning routine.. beat me? sure.. lets head to Starbucks with this &lt;br /&gt;morning picture i wish i`m in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning!&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful sunny bright breezy morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i am now with a new start&lt;br /&gt;I feel like blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. so i will be blogging about the morning&lt;br /&gt;and what i would be doing. since there is nothing in mind i &lt;br /&gt;wish to talk about. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just as i woke up, I greeted my Dad a mumbling "Hello"&lt;br /&gt;and i entered the bathroom to refresh myself and went to the&lt;br /&gt;living room and found mom hanging out the 'translucent curtains',&lt;br /&gt;I asked if she would be going for mass and she said she would be &lt;br /&gt;going for the Tagalog Mass.. so I was choosing options in my head&lt;br /&gt;whether I should be going for the Tagalog Mass, since i would be helping&lt;br /&gt;in the AVA. or in the English Mass? alone, that is. wouldn`t that be&lt;br /&gt;fcuking legit? haha.. no. [: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. I picked the first option that is to go with mom&lt;br /&gt;to the Tagalog Mass.. and anyways when i go there, I would be so-called &lt;br /&gt;lonely again anyways.. if my sister decided to ditch or abuse me or leave&lt;br /&gt;me alone then yeah I would be alone. I don`t wanna text this 'dude' that&lt;br /&gt;creeps the freak out of me and I rather text his sister and my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;and I do not want to see this other 'dude' because Its weird being around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not biased or whatever. I just don`t want to be around them for the&lt;br /&gt;time being. and i just wanna look forward to hanging out with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;and my other good friend.. [; looking forward and hope to get some numbness&lt;br /&gt;in my brain go away and have fun before my brain was OVERTAKEN by the numbness&lt;br /&gt;which makes me pretty much moody and I don`t like feeling like that. [:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;soooooo anyways.. after that, I would want to go somewhere over the&lt;br /&gt;rainbow with my parents and eat eat eat.. I just wanna eat.. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;oh yippee! Breakfast is ready! but its not laid on the table but it would&lt;br /&gt;be soon because mom is singing along lyrics she has to learn before going&lt;br /&gt;to church. I love that place. especially when I am with my sister and my&lt;br /&gt;best friend. [: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm-hmmmm.. I`m feeling hungry.. though in my mind I hope mom made&lt;br /&gt;Pancakes. I just love 'The Morning Pancakes' my mom made. Its just &lt;br /&gt;so delicious and freaking LEGIT. [I just love the word LEGIT nowadays].&lt;br /&gt;Mom`s morning Pancakes gives me grumbling tummy noises.. but I doubt she&lt;br /&gt;even cooked Pancakes because I didn`t see this creamy thing in a bowl,&lt;br /&gt;in the mixture, and the pan that sizzles and smoke with aroma of the &lt;br /&gt;happy pancakes in the air.. and getting cooked.. Hot and DELICIOUS! right&lt;br /&gt;out of the 'happy pancake' pan. mmm-mmm.. YUMMMMMMY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now i turned my body to see what she cooked.. and it`s I guess,&lt;br /&gt;last night`s dinner.. oh my gosh... I don`t like recooking last night`s dinner.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr.. I don`t care. I`ll eat this last night dinner and during mass, I`ll &lt;br /&gt;get some chocos and after MASS, ITS A MUST TO EAT SOMEWHERE! like in Jalan Kayu.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMYY!! I love the food there! whenever I see the food i love, and its more&lt;br /&gt;then 2 by the way, my mouth just can`t help but waters.. of course I try to order&lt;br /&gt;as quickly so i can gobble the WHOLE food down [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. anyways. I`m off to eat last night dinner-breakfast now..&lt;br /&gt;FISHES IN THE DEEP BLUE SEAAAAA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I`m LEGIT! I`m loving my pancakes! I miss them.. ]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-2659769016365331391?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/2659769016365331391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=2659769016365331391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2659769016365331391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2659769016365331391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/03/morning-glorrryyyy.html' title='the morning glorrryyyy!!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i138.photobucket.com/albums/q278/maceylove/photography/th_1koi8udj8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-9111987836517231235</id><published>2010-03-13T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T01:29:59.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the times fly like this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sleep%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj26/htebazile_/Photography/ronsleep.jpg" border="0" alt="Sleep Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sleep while i wonder... how beautiful you are and how lucky i`ve met you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sleep%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i621.photobucket.com/albums/tt292/hai_its_emma_hai/sleep-1.jpg" border="0" alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can`t help but lie on my bed and sleep.. wonders tirelessly bringing me into another world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another blog post.&lt;br /&gt;currently.. my good o`friend, Nelson&lt;br /&gt;is giving me really good videos.. and he`s sharing them&lt;br /&gt;with me. just so you know, what i might be doing while posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m so bored and I know whenever i am bored, I would&lt;br /&gt;blog. but I am bored and I don`t feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;and also, I should be preparing to go for church but i guess&lt;br /&gt;i will be going tomorrow with mom and maybe my best friend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. anyways. nothing much to be posted about, just got&lt;br /&gt;my report book and I wanna eat out to celebrate my moodiness.&lt;br /&gt;and celebrate on how badly i`ve done on some of my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically, i knew i would be getting a 'D' for second language.&lt;br /&gt;now that, is very legit. kind of stupid actually. because my &lt;br /&gt;good friend saw this answer shit when we were doing some 'class test',&lt;br /&gt;and she wrote them on the table and i remembered them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we received, we bloody did bad. as in we did good.&lt;br /&gt;but we did good because we made a bad thing, we saw the answer and &lt;br /&gt;i obviously don`t understand a single thing in the paper.. so why not&lt;br /&gt;just get some answer correct from my good speaking chinese friends? why not&lt;br /&gt;right? besides, i don`t wanna force myself to get 'chinese' as second &lt;br /&gt;language, because even though how much i tried, i still don`t get a single&lt;br /&gt;good thing, well yes, i do speak basic and write basic but I don`t get&lt;br /&gt;better when getting thrown into high school in a low stream JUST BECAUSE OF &lt;br /&gt;CHINESE! that is why i am in the lowest stream, broke my heart. I speak &lt;br /&gt;English at home and I don`t wish to try and speak Chinese at home.. cause that`ll&lt;br /&gt;ruin my English. and thanks for that, I bumped down to a 'B' in English.&lt;br /&gt;like it broke my ENTIRE body. like literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want a second language that I at least can guess and at least&lt;br /&gt;more like ENGLISH words instead of some creature thrown down on the paper&lt;br /&gt;with weird body parts? no offence. I do everything english and i`m so HEARTBROKEN&lt;br /&gt;that I am giving my seat up to the people doing well in english where i am&lt;br /&gt;there doing really badly.. NO offence to those people, I love them. Its just that&lt;br /&gt;I am blamming some words that is coming out from my mouth that destroys it all.&lt;br /&gt;that is not LEGIT AT ALL!!! its getting me upset.&lt;br /&gt;now the other thing that is keeping me upset is because i am not getting much fun&lt;br /&gt;nowadays.. like my brain is going numb and I am going to die because of bloody boredom.. and that is I AM NOT GETTING HYPER ENOUGH! THAT IS ANOTHER NOT-LEGIT-AT-ALL! that is why i`ve been having SHIT all over in school, screwing things up&lt;br /&gt;and I don`t wanna screw any thing up anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preeeeety weird i`m stating it all in here and that i should actually keep&lt;br /&gt;it all to myself.. and Starbucks helps me cool down, eating chocos and gorging &lt;br /&gt;down food helps too.. it keeps me happy. and also i need to work out so i don`t grow 'out of shape'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well... I just guess I got out of track and i need to get back..&lt;br /&gt;so i guess it wouldn`t be that hard... [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-9111987836517231235?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/9111987836517231235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=9111987836517231235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/9111987836517231235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/9111987836517231235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/03/times-fly-like-this.html' title='the times fly like this...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj26/htebazile_/Photography/th_ronsleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-551435420135708017</id><published>2010-02-24T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T03:40:42.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just lalalalooove The Maine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/makeup%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i141/vava_voomx3/Photography/makeup.jpg" border="0" alt="makeup Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"she could be money, cars, fear of the dark, your best friends are just strangers in bars, who ever she is, who ever she may be, one things for sure, you don't have to worry.." &lt;3 - The Maine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back for another centeries post.&lt;br /&gt;I know i have not been posting for long&lt;br /&gt;because firstly, i`m banned from using the&lt;br /&gt;computer, but i did a job today for mom she&lt;br /&gt;was pleased, so i had this as a reward. secondly,&lt;br /&gt;well.. i`m lazy. third, i`ve got nothing to post about,&lt;br /&gt;and the last one... I`ve got something else important to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is my online diary and I have alot of&lt;br /&gt;things in my mind going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i won`t be posting much today as always because&lt;br /&gt;i could only use for awhile and I don`t really have much&lt;br /&gt;stuffs to post about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long ago already.. many things happened.. like I&lt;br /&gt;finally got to meet Samuel. and FINALLY Animation Class&lt;br /&gt;is OVER.. like SO LONG AGO.. and Common Test just got over..&lt;br /&gt;hah yeah.. and now... I haven`t met Glenn, Kenneth, Ryan, Calvin &lt;br /&gt;and the rest for a long long time. Catechism is my favorite class.&lt;br /&gt;hehe yeah.. I know.. its random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. during Chinese New Year.. a decade ago,&lt;br /&gt;shops all were completely close and some just gotta &lt;br /&gt;have half day.. and Valetine`s Day is around the corner too..&lt;br /&gt;well not really, like after Chinese New Year.. sigh. best day.&lt;br /&gt;but didn`t really celebrate it with someone.. actually i did.&lt;br /&gt;My Father. My God. My Saviour. I celebrated it with him.&lt;br /&gt;I TOTALLY SERIOUSLY ENJOYED IT! THE best feeling on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;having to celebrate with God! not alot of people do that..&lt;br /&gt;but.... it`ll be the best feeling if you wanna celebrate it really&lt;br /&gt;bad with someone.. just celebrate it with God... &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. Valentine`s Day was the best for me.. because before that&lt;br /&gt;I had a date with my bestie! hahaha.. yeah. we had the best day too..&lt;br /&gt;we see the 'best' people ever if only the both of us are together hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. I still can recall some hilarious outcomes we met when we were hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... then after that. Common Test arrived.&lt;br /&gt;so I didn`t really study but i had some in mind.&lt;br /&gt;and I got really nervous.. so terrified because I had not &lt;br /&gt;been revising.. because i mean, I was sooo tired. &lt;br /&gt;I don`t know what happened with all that too.. but i`m trying&lt;br /&gt;to get myself up... Its like i`m falling back down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, Wednesday, we had half day.. was supposed to meet&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth.. but i had something on with my sis and since it is &lt;br /&gt;her birthday tomorrow.. I just wanna watch a movie with her!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. the movie is called "Dear John". haha yeah..&lt;br /&gt;and nowadays.. i`m sooooo in love with a singer named&lt;br /&gt;John O Callaghan! from the band called "The Maine".&lt;br /&gt;their songs done accoustically are really AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;just like awesome shit like LIGHTS. her songs are &lt;br /&gt;totally awesome toooo! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. had half day cause there was something going&lt;br /&gt;on in school.. &lt;br /&gt;nothing much today... though wanting to text some people.&lt;br /&gt;but I don`t really know who are available.. Sam said he would &lt;br /&gt;be calling later... sort of looking forward to it.. but in my&lt;br /&gt;mind now is... "John, John, John" its like I`m loving that name&lt;br /&gt;alot.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. here i am not going to stop.. and i`ll go &lt;br /&gt;post more if i am able to.. i mean.. if i have something&lt;br /&gt;in my mind then... yes? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l.o.v.e y.o.u &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin Lizz Apatheticc-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-551435420135708017?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/551435420135708017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=551435420135708017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/551435420135708017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/551435420135708017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-lalalalooove-maine.html' title='I just lalalalooove The Maine!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i141/vava_voomx3/Photography/th_makeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-4340384400176260589</id><published>2010-02-12T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T05:59:45.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapuie Valentine`s Day Candies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i763.photobucket.com/albums/xx279/jeniferqm/aw.jpg" border="0" alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of something + heart item for baking + dough = Valentine`s Day Cookies.&lt;br /&gt;I want that to happen.. on Valentine`s Day.. cause for me.. if your ready, i`ll test you till next year. you`ll get what i mean babe...&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there sweethearts!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. yes yes Valentine`s day is COMING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently.. interested and curious about&lt;br /&gt;my best friend.. because JEROME! is chatting with&lt;br /&gt;her and i wanna see what their chatting about..&lt;br /&gt;Singing, how-i-know-you, internet-connection-problems..&lt;br /&gt;well.. interesting much.. but well.. now its another topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahaha.. anyways.. lets take a break. now well, nothing much&lt;br /&gt;to post as well.. haha cause alot of things i wanna keep from&lt;br /&gt;typing it here because i mean... I just want 'them' to be personal &lt;br /&gt;from me.. so i keep them in my head.. and it was really 'GOOD' as well.&lt;br /&gt;and Chinese New Year celebration.. 4 days of holidays.. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Plans&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days - hang out + study&lt;br /&gt;1 day - study&lt;br /&gt;1 (left) day - personal thinking&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. but I mean.. I gotta study.. I don`t wanna be a&lt;br /&gt;little girl sitting there shaking with hair pins falling off,&lt;br /&gt;because of not knowing what the answer is to the question.. haha&lt;br /&gt;so then yeah... I don`t wanna lose any MARK GRABBING marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. i guess imma go say bye now? haha.. sorry lovelies&lt;br /&gt;but my eyes are really tired and I don`t wanna get it tired and all..&lt;br /&gt;I also NEED my ALL-TIME personal time with God.. my father.&lt;br /&gt;and I have alot of stuffs to think as well.. and I just hate the&lt;br /&gt;food i ate for dinnuh.. oh-oh also I went to Bishan Park Secondary&lt;br /&gt;to meet Megan.. haha.. she gave me a flower and a letter.. so sad that&lt;br /&gt;I wasn`t able to give her... ]; i felt like fcuking bad... aww well..&lt;br /&gt;if i have something.. i would give it to her then.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm... so then... here i am gonna stop.. and tomorrow maybe then&lt;br /&gt;I will continue with another post yeah? [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wuff you.. I just want you to have a fun time... and also&lt;br /&gt;get yourself with inner beauty and also most importantly, honesty and being yourself.. like what you`ve taught me... I can`t wait&lt;br /&gt;to meet up with you.. =D I`ll make sure you go home with a smile. [: hope you have fun dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-4340384400176260589?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/4340384400176260589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=4340384400176260589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4340384400176260589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4340384400176260589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/02/hapuie-valentines-day-candies.html' title='Hapuie Valentine`s Day Candies..'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-5806980630982901166</id><published>2010-02-09T03:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T03:45:35.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile alot today... okay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smile%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/tiffanys_pictures/Photography/smilealotcl8.jpg" border="0" alt="Smile Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiles that has no meaning.. smiles are meant to be like that.. cause it says alot.. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello blue world.. &lt;br /&gt;the world that has many beauties everywhere.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know.. it`s been centuries since i ever came in&lt;br /&gt;here to blog.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it`s just going to be a short one because&lt;br /&gt;I don`t feel like blogging about things i have &lt;br /&gt;currently in my head/mind... and I just wanna keep them&lt;br /&gt;in my head.. and let them go here or maybe let the wind take&lt;br /&gt;it somewhere... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. so yeah.. I`m FREAKING happy that the&lt;br /&gt;stoopid, worthless, hell animation thing is going to be over,&lt;br /&gt;like this MONTH, FEBRUARY! Thank God.. I hate it alot!&lt;br /&gt;the teachers, or should i say, low-class peepholes like them,&lt;br /&gt;the INSTRUCTORS just suck alot... ALOT! seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they are like... I don`t know, one of them has&lt;br /&gt;syndrome problems, another weird laughter and a flirt..&lt;br /&gt;like who gives a shit about animation? its hella boring&lt;br /&gt;and really annoying.. like pathetic people do em. and no&lt;br /&gt;offense seriously.. but SO WHAT if they still get payed to&lt;br /&gt;teach pupils who are TECHNICALLY SPEAKING not interested at ALL?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah yeah.. whatever you know.. its just plain boring..&lt;br /&gt;and yeah... nothing much to say.. kinda tired.. wanna get &lt;br /&gt;laid.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don`t get you at all.. you seriously ARE WEIRD. i thought you were different,&lt;br /&gt;turns out your a handsome guy with an understandable mind but hard to get what you&lt;br /&gt;want to really say to get what you want us to know... and also... i just need your friendship and honesty.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-5806980630982901166?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/5806980630982901166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=5806980630982901166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5806980630982901166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5806980630982901166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/02/smile-alot-today-okay.html' title='smile alot today... okay?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb158/tiffanys_pictures/Photography/th_smilealotcl8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-5428598066952431445</id><published>2010-01-29T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T04:52:14.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>... to think that the person who hurt you loves you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20quote" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Quotes%20and%20Sayings/loveheartfont1.jpg" border="0" alt="love quote Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I saw a quote that said: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"It`s crazy right? to love the person who hurts you, but it`s crazier to think that the person who hurt you, loves you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello beautiful! &lt;br /&gt;I`m back with another not-really-long post now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then I went for class and I went ahead with my &lt;br /&gt;sister.. cause we were literally late and we thought&lt;br /&gt;we are.. and so we left ahead and my bestie was just&lt;br /&gt;a few feet away.. hehe.. but we walked really fast&lt;br /&gt;and bumped into mom! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah then classes starts and if your wondering&lt;br /&gt;if we got late, we didn`t.. so yeah.. it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. I was SOOOOOO tired.. OMG and after recess.. it &lt;br /&gt;was just hyper moment.. and WOOPEH its FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow there is Catechism Class! WOOOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;my favorite class of the day! and after that &lt;br /&gt;it is the end of January.. oh hell yeah its FEBRUARY!&lt;br /&gt;but then i won`t have fun because my mom said that someone took&lt;br /&gt;some part of our cable off.. SON OF A BANANA!!&lt;br /&gt;ah nevermind.. as long June is coming.. I wanna sleep MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. after school there is this random dude who came up to&lt;br /&gt;my bestie and said with his adorable face "Hi, are you eurasian?"&lt;br /&gt;and my bestie replied with a "ya". hahaha.. AWWWW HE`S SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;then we were on our way to Dhoby Ghaut.. called Glenn to join...........&lt;br /&gt;I don`t wanna talk about it.............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. then after all that.. sis helped me to get&lt;br /&gt;mom to get me some food.. because i wanna EAT! EAT! EAT!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so hungry nowadays... and eating healthy.. WOO WEET!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.. yeah.. and that`s all.. went around and around&lt;br /&gt;and vlavlavla.. then went homeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. that`s all and now chatting with peeps in Facebook,&lt;br /&gt;multi-tasking... like chatting on my phone with Cookie, Germaine, &lt;br /&gt;Kenneth and peeps in Facebook and also vadalizing their walllll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Can`t wait for tomorrow... ^^&lt;br /&gt;I love you babe! I love you dude! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;# hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don`t, then just tell me nicely.. be honest..&lt;br /&gt;cause right now your killing me even though your still honest..&lt;br /&gt;cause well.. I don`t wanna part.. i don`t wanna say that i wuv you&lt;br /&gt;now.. seems so worthless... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-5428598066952431445?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/5428598066952431445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=5428598066952431445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5428598066952431445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5428598066952431445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-think-that-person-who-hurt-you-loves.html' title='... to think that the person who hurt you loves you...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-2504731307419616679</id><published>2010-01-27T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T04:18:39.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe.. i luff you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/S2Arb_ebrYI/AAAAAAAAAXc/s17ZYQ1Z6FY/s1600-h/DSC03871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/S2Arb_ebrYI/AAAAAAAAAXc/s17ZYQ1Z6FY/s400/DSC03871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431388910504357250" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. my best friend! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello gorgeous blue world and readers!&lt;br /&gt;I`m back another day to post.. not really&lt;br /&gt;long.. cause the video says it all..&lt;br /&gt;but I`m gonna add more after that... &lt;br /&gt;but mostly.. i want you to know that...&lt;br /&gt;I LUFF YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------- VIDEO NOT AVAILABLE.. SOWIE.. watch in FB instead yeah? love you.. -----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch the video.. hehehe.. then after that,&lt;br /&gt;we payed the bill.. and weow, the payment&lt;br /&gt;was really cheap... its like we`re supposed&lt;br /&gt;to be paying $17 bucks.. but the receipt said&lt;br /&gt;--------- $11.95 -------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hella awesome right? hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;so then yeah.. we ate... and then&lt;br /&gt;she crushed the receipt and threw it at me&lt;br /&gt;i think she missed it and I hold on to it&lt;br /&gt;and when she buried her face in her hands,&lt;br /&gt;she opened it with a wide laughing look,&lt;br /&gt;i shoot it in! HAHAHAHA!! GOAL! I`m&lt;br /&gt;playing receipt ball! instead of Basketball!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. we walked around and I just can`t&lt;br /&gt;stop laughing cause we kept playing and I &lt;br /&gt;was like kidding-ly treating her like my awesome&lt;br /&gt;dog, and told her to get the paper, and she did.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! it was soo hilarious! I luff my bestie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around.. laughed and all this&lt;br /&gt;aweomess shit.. then oh-oh she threw the &lt;br /&gt;crushed receipt unknowingly into an&lt;br /&gt;old women`s bag.. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after everything and the hard laugh,&lt;br /&gt;we went home... we did go to the library and had&lt;br /&gt;alot of FUN, AWESOME TIME! hahaha.. well..&lt;br /&gt;hope you besties out there have a fun time too! &lt;br /&gt;ah well, i`ve got stuffs to do now.. sorry its short,&lt;br /&gt;but i really am busy now.. hehehe.. LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-2504731307419616679?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/2504731307419616679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=2504731307419616679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2504731307419616679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2504731307419616679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/01/hehehe-i-luff-you.html' title='hehehe.. i luff you!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/S2Arb_ebrYI/AAAAAAAAAXc/s17ZYQ1Z6FY/s72-c/DSC03871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8881087408913417004</id><published>2010-01-25T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:40:05.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world.. i went on a holiday.. i miss you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/S11ylG1BzhI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zUz4noGbNeE/s1600-h/the+model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/S11ylG1BzhI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zUz4noGbNeE/s400/the+model.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430622707492441618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried for that... [: i`m sorry for not posting for a long time.. it`s time to move on.. and i`m not talking.. but i`mma post.. [: i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello bwoo world..!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for my awesome readers and my &lt;br /&gt;blog for not posting for SUCH a long long lwong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but worry not about when the next post will be, cause&lt;br /&gt;i`ll be posting now.. here, now, this minute, this second &lt;br /&gt;and this hour.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today.. I went out with my bestie again and we &lt;br /&gt;just miss all the weird people out there.. so we decided&lt;br /&gt;to go to neBo.. sorry to Fazelah for not hanging out with ya`ll..&lt;br /&gt;sowie.. but well, I will give you your Starbucks.. [: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so continuing on.. when we`ve reached,&lt;br /&gt;we ordered and I went to the toilet first because i can`t&lt;br /&gt;hold in my 'liquid' any longer.. heheh.. and it was freaking&lt;br /&gt;long.. because there was like 3 toilets not the squatting one..&lt;br /&gt;cause i`m sure I would not want to use that.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then once i got it out and am relieved, washed hands and went&lt;br /&gt;back.. then.. after we ate, we were like BOOMERS, we were so FULL&lt;br /&gt;and well.. there was this bunch of 'gangsters' who entered and one&lt;br /&gt;of them asked my bestie, 'Bowen right?' and Vanessa replied with a 'ya'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they left earlier then we left, but before that, there was&lt;br /&gt;this weird couple fighting over CHINESE NEW YEAR!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;hilarious mannnnnn.. hahahaha.. but we didn`t wanna see them anymore&lt;br /&gt;well we do, but we gotta walk around hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we kept walking around and around and bumped to the &lt;br /&gt;'gangsters'... WHY THE HELL DO THEY KEEP LOOKING AT US AND TELLING&lt;br /&gt;EACH OTHER 'eh.. the girls again..' OH EM GEE.. we don`t know each other..&lt;br /&gt;so its better if you dudes, leave us alone.. WAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. when we went down.. I saw this 'sexy' lady with a&lt;br /&gt;spaghetti stripe dress.. I let Vanezz know and she insist I take&lt;br /&gt;a video.. we can`t stop laughing and I know that the lady know we &lt;br /&gt;are like 'stalking' her.. haha, technically saying it.. hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;so i did.. and it was soo embarrassing.. the lady knew and it was &lt;br /&gt;really like embarrassed but Vanezz wasn`t and she just kept laughing&lt;br /&gt;and chasing after her with my phone on record.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then when we went down the basement, we followed her into&lt;br /&gt;Fairprice and so we went to buy SOCKS.. WOOT! hahaha.. yeah and&lt;br /&gt;there and then, we lost the lady.. hehehe.. but i`ll be posting&lt;br /&gt;the video soon.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went home.. chatting and laughing and &lt;br /&gt;giggling.. and not forgetting the lady who bumped her head&lt;br /&gt;when we were getting off the bus to AMK. LOL! feel sorry for&lt;br /&gt;her though.. OH-OH and also for Vanezz`s phone.. she dropped it..&lt;br /&gt;OUCH! but it was alright.. i guess.. i hope.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s it lovlies.. i`ll post next time again!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE spread it around yeah? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8881087408913417004?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8881087408913417004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8881087408913417004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8881087408913417004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8881087408913417004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-world-i-went-on-holiday-i-miss.html' title='hello world.. i went on a holiday.. i miss you..'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/S11ylG1BzhI/AAAAAAAAAXU/zUz4noGbNeE/s72-c/the+model.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-2315444749420647807</id><published>2010-01-18T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:47:15.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>say whut?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smile%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii144/pattybuns94/smile1.png" border="0" alt="Smile Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE! I just made another song! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;number 1 : Say Hi.&lt;br /&gt;number 2 : Say Bye.&lt;br /&gt;number 3 : tell me who am I.&lt;br /&gt;number 4 : tell me what you like about me.&lt;br /&gt;number 5 : tell me the things I need to change about.&lt;br /&gt;number 6 : please don`t get sick.&lt;br /&gt;number 7 : look up in Heaven. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;number 8 : don`t say hate.&lt;br /&gt;number 9 : I`m out of line.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure is short.. but that is like a minute or 2, song.&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty bored and I did alot of stuff.. I drew a &lt;br /&gt;GIGANTIC PEACE SIGN on my hand, a heart and a smiley face on&lt;br /&gt;my fingers. and a " I wuv you" at the bottom of the HUGE sign.&lt;br /&gt;I drew and colored my BFFs names on a piece of paper and I &lt;br /&gt;colored it.. i wrote my lines for school and I made that song the&lt;br /&gt;second.. I love my life. [: too bad i can`t take a picture,&lt;br /&gt;mom took it.. i`m angry for that.. ]: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I love you. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-2315444749420647807?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/2315444749420647807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=2315444749420647807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2315444749420647807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2315444749420647807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/01/say-whut.html' title='say whut?!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-7938751590413822197</id><published>2010-01-11T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T05:41:34.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeahs I still do... ]:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/miss%20you%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i476.photobucket.com/albums/rr130/piratesgurl39/city1-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="i miss you - city photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the train, your face just flashed, stood still, looked at the date, a tear fell on my gate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good late afternoon world!&lt;br /&gt;its been a lonnnng time till I start &lt;br /&gt;opening my blog writing down on my diary&lt;br /&gt;placing good memories on something i want it down.&lt;br /&gt;and. remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past week, I met good friends thanks to&lt;br /&gt;Adrian.. he introduced his 'group' of friends to me&lt;br /&gt;and well.. only around 4 was nice.. and even cared to see&lt;br /&gt;through and what type of person I am. I even became close to&lt;br /&gt;the two of his friends and we became really good and close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. for the past week, I became close to these two boys,&lt;br /&gt;Glenn and Kenneth. they are a year younger then me.. though i almost&lt;br /&gt;said they were a year older then me.. haha.. so yeah.. then we asked&lt;br /&gt;really want-to-know questions to each other till we know each other&lt;br /&gt;since elementary school.. and sometimes Adrian can`t come with us &lt;br /&gt;or he would cut the time short to hang out with us.. and I do know the&lt;br /&gt;reason.. but i would rather pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m kinda sleepy now but i WANT to post this down. before the&lt;br /&gt;day ends and another day continues. so lets continue, so for the&lt;br /&gt;next remaining days, I have been hanging out really close with Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;and Glenn.. and gotten pretty close with them and also I knew their friend,&lt;br /&gt;Ryan. his really awesome, funny and new. and now when i met them, I met a friend&lt;br /&gt;named Kelvin.. [: they call him Mongolian.. cause he is a Mongolian... WOW! I know&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. last Friday, Ryan, Kenneth, Glenn and I went to watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;it hasn`t come out yet.. but we watched it already and Ryan was SOO funny!&lt;br /&gt;he screamed.. but we didn`t laugh cause we`re sarcastic.. it was just oh-so&lt;br /&gt;hilarious! and I sat beside Glenn though.. since he has the 'golden' jacket.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. yeah.. Cookie knows about it cause i normally text her whenever I &lt;br /&gt;have problems myself or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they went to my church on Sun and I just had the time of my life there.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. Glenn got scolded for not keeping quiet.. haha.. but well.. I don`t&lt;br /&gt;know.. he likes to talk.. [: I guess.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth, Glenn and Adrian are my  best guy friends.. I could hug them like&lt;br /&gt;my teddy bear, hold their hand when i`m tired.. not really HAND.. but ARM,&lt;br /&gt;I put my head on their shoulder whenever i`m tired.. we just treat each other&lt;br /&gt;like brothers and sisters.. I LOVE THEM TO THE CORE! I JUST LOOOOOVE THEMMMM!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU TOO READERS! and my BABES! I LOOOOVE YOUUU!! I WUUVV&lt;br /&gt;YA`LL!! ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then yeah.. the ending now.. cause i`m cutting it short.. so then&lt;br /&gt;today... went out with my babes but then Kenneth called me out so I took&lt;br /&gt;the bus all the way to AMK and Sam texted me.. he failed his 'O's and still &lt;br /&gt;could tell me that he actually took it easily... ]: i`m sad sweetness!&lt;br /&gt;but you`ve learnt your lesson [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. went just outside of BPS`s school to watch the dudes play and&lt;br /&gt;bounce some balls in the basketball court.. and then around 6.20&lt;br /&gt;I went off with Kenneth and the rest.. and then I went home with Glenn..&lt;br /&gt;Glenn really mean that he would not be going out anymore.. ]':&lt;br /&gt;oh-so-so sad ya know.. ]: I WILL MISS EVERYONEEEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth - Migrating to the STATES! ]': *SOB SOB SOB SOB*&lt;br /&gt;Glenn - *SOB SOB SOB* when can I see this dude again?&lt;br /&gt;Adrian - only in mass.. ]': &lt;br /&gt;Ryan, Kelvin i`m not sure.. but i`m sure going to miss all of em..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;including my babes.. I LOVE ALL OF THEM ALRIGHT! so DO I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. alright.. imma go sleep now.. I WUV YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-7938751590413822197?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/7938751590413822197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=7938751590413822197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7938751590413822197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7938751590413822197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/01/yeahs-i-still-do.html' title='yeahs I still do... ]:'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-5936798897634988718</id><published>2010-01-05T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T05:30:15.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i have your number? no. HAHAHA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/letters%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i195.photobucket.com/albums/z84/shammydancer4/indie%20photography/Imperial_Letters_2_by_Raven_Elite.jpg" border="0" alt="type writer Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typewriters in libraries, tickle on our hips, pants being pulled down.. and the phrase 'can i have your number?' is the stuffs we did today... [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello world.. i`m back `ere blogging..&lt;br /&gt;and now i am in pain as well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morn.. when i woke up, i got prepared for school&lt;br /&gt;and did everything.. while i finished drying up my hair, i let it&lt;br /&gt;down for awhile and got breakfast.. and while i was sitting down eating,&lt;br /&gt;this stoopid MOSQUITO was there.. LIKE A FREAKING MOSQUITO!&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to kill it.. but i missed.. WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i SMSed Kenneth.. then after that i gave up.. i threw my&lt;br /&gt;delicious breakfast away and looking for the freaking mosquito everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT!! then got ready for school.. wore my skirt over and then packed&lt;br /&gt;my bag.. then off i go marching to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DURING SCHOOL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOOM DAMN IT! my lips were like so dry and wrong..&lt;br /&gt;like what the heck is happening to my lips?! It was so darn&lt;br /&gt;cold in the morning and now its like normal.. why the heck would&lt;br /&gt;my lips go dry for? that`s crazy, but i guess its me forgetting &lt;br /&gt;putting on my moisturizer on me lips.. dang it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last period.. after school in Hall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phone&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;vibrates&lt;/span&gt;* GAH! its Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;calling me! *phone vibrates the second time* GAH! its Adrian calling me!&lt;br /&gt;*phone vibrates* DANG IT! could the talk be over for the camp now?! I gotta&lt;br /&gt;rush.. and LIPS SO DRY! ah.. forget it.. I just gotta go meet the dudes now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurried to the bus stop to catch bus 73. and finally&lt;br /&gt;it arrived.. and I was like.. texting and texting the dudes..&lt;br /&gt;and I called Kenneth.. and he said "yeah.. with Atos [Adrian, LOL],&lt;br /&gt;Glenn and me.." DUDE! I gotta rushhhh! they were dismissed like &lt;br /&gt;12.30! and finally i reached my destination.. I went walking really &lt;br /&gt;fast to the outside and when i`ve reached, I went in Cheers to get&lt;br /&gt;water.. and got my fav. one.. hehe.. then i went to Mcdonalds to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally i was inside.. I couldn`t really find them.. but finally&lt;br /&gt;I did.. and WOO PEE! how i knew? I saw Glenn`s hands thrown into the&lt;br /&gt;air with happiness.. so happy to see the 3dudes again you see.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they were eating and I arrived.. IT was sooo tiring.. but&lt;br /&gt;it was great that my hair cooperated with me and so does it feel the&lt;br /&gt;right time to be wearing my favorite shoes! hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we chattered.. laughed, giggled and then left later and went&lt;br /&gt;to popular to get my friend`s books.. but instead it was TEXTBOOK.&lt;br /&gt;and sure it was outta stock. there were many students there too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnnn.. we got really hypered up.. did alot of stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;and then I was actually looking for a place to sit.. then there&lt;br /&gt;was none.. and we did go on to each level.. and then when we went up &lt;br /&gt;I saw a place at the air-coned Coffee shop.. so we sat there.. and &lt;br /&gt;Glenn was acting all sooo funny and random.. it was just oh-so &lt;br /&gt;HIL-AR-IO-USS!! then finally we settled down.. and Glenn just couldn`t&lt;br /&gt;keep his eyes on people and waving and doing 'peace' signs to them..&lt;br /&gt;and people just smiled and everything.. and we misplaced stuffs in &lt;br /&gt;NTUC TTTOOO!! LOL! it was Glenn`s idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back in the Coffee Shop.. Adrian and I kept talking about&lt;br /&gt;'punny' [funny] stuffs and we talked mud out too.. and then&lt;br /&gt;Glenn pulled out a black thing.. and our eyes shined.. it was&lt;br /&gt;the special item! HAHAHA! damn we all started rolling on the floor&lt;br /&gt;laughing.. and beside Glenn was this auntie.. and he was predicting&lt;br /&gt;what the women was doing and thinking.. and it was all just freaking&lt;br /&gt;hilarious. and Adrian and I swapped phones for a day.. MUWAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I am able to read his messages.. so can he.. -.- woops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didn`t wanna read his messages nor the ones he received &lt;br /&gt;because of the person who was like friggin piss just because &lt;br /&gt;I didn`t do her dare.. like W.T.F.. DOUBLE YOU, TEE, EFF! WHATHEFUCK!?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. and i was up for any fore-feit or something.. BUT HELL she seems&lt;br /&gt;like she didn`t know the rules.. and that is the thing i hate about that&lt;br /&gt;girl.. darn hole. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i was pissed sure.. I didn`t care. who cares mann.. its like&lt;br /&gt;she doesn`t understand girl talk.. and I was being nice to her.. and&lt;br /&gt;she treat me like.. the-obsessed-be-with-boys girl attitude.. LIKE HEY!&lt;br /&gt;you are the first mean girl ever.. like REALLY.. just because i`m new&lt;br /&gt;and seem like I know Adrian more.. does not mean she gotta treat me this&lt;br /&gt;way... MO.FO! ASS HOO.. SERIOUSLY! GAH! [that was no offence.. i`m still pissed..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian and I swapped phones for a day.. and he said that he gotta&lt;br /&gt;be home by 5. and when we chattered, I was left with Glenn and Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fine.. even though i only knew them for 2 days now.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;we were sitting there and we were looking through Adrian`s messages and&lt;br /&gt;sent messages.. and I was sooooooooo furgin pleased to see the girl`s name&lt;br /&gt;there.. having the freaking most messages.. and I didn`t wanna admit what i&lt;br /&gt;felt.. it was painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. Glenn suggested that we head for the library.. so we went..&lt;br /&gt;and we just kept putting on a smile and i just love hugging his jacket..&lt;br /&gt;so warm and fuzzy and the smell just grew stronger.. and finding it was &lt;br /&gt;that he was the one who had the spray all along.. but it smelled like Adrian&lt;br /&gt;for some sort.. ah.. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I led the way there because they haven`t been to the library in &lt;br /&gt;AMK because they`ve never been on the OUTSIDE deep before.. so when&lt;br /&gt;we reached.. we searched for really 'muddy' dirty books.. and we &lt;br /&gt;randomly picked one.. and I was holding nothing till i found a seat and&lt;br /&gt;they followed at the back and when they sat, I took a book and I sat &lt;br /&gt;in between em.. they gave me the space.. so it wasn`t me who chose it. &lt;br /&gt;then we flipped through pages and if it was something hot, Glenn would &lt;br /&gt;take his phone out and take a picture of it.. and he would even sort of&lt;br /&gt;slap it.. haha.. yeah.. we laughed so hard we couldn`t take it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally we found a seat, so we sat down and then.. just laughed..&lt;br /&gt;then Glenn took his notebook out and Kenneth took it hurriedly and told&lt;br /&gt;me to get close cause there was something funny being drawn into Glenn`s &lt;br /&gt;notebook.. and it was SOOO PHUNNY! then Glenn started drawing the figure of&lt;br /&gt;a women eyeing on the book and following its curve. till we stopped and started&lt;br /&gt;note passing.. we passed and passed till I was almost asleep.. Glenn woke me up&lt;br /&gt;and then he took his jacket.. but not only that Kenneth, Glenn and I just&lt;br /&gt;kept passing and passing.. till I got tickled by Glenn.. and I returned it&lt;br /&gt;to him.. and then they started getting their phones and started taking pictures&lt;br /&gt;of me.. LOL! funny shit man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i placed my leg up on Glenn`s legs and he thought i was gonna crush&lt;br /&gt;his diamond.. and then he sat up straight looking at me while i was writing..&lt;br /&gt;and we just kept disturbing each other.. and Kenneth was like the referee..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. and i kept getting the book away from Glenn.. cause i tickled him&lt;br /&gt;everytime.. and he can`t get me.. only once cause he was stronger then me..&lt;br /&gt;like isn`t that conspicuous already? hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that.. we went offf.. gotta cut it short.. cause my&lt;br /&gt;eyes are dropping.. it was just the best days.. and we were&lt;br /&gt;gonna `tinue tomorrow as well.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you dudes `morrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-5936798897634988718?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/5936798897634988718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=5936798897634988718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5936798897634988718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5936798897634988718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-i-have-your-number-no-hahaha.html' title='can i have your number? no. HAHAHA!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i195.photobucket.com/albums/z84/shammydancer4/indie%20photography/th_Imperial_Letters_2_by_Raven_Elite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3859262057914222445</id><published>2009-12-30T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:52:06.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you made my day.. if we continue.. you`d tell me i`m close.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SzxGNxKrEtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/l9tCWM38QjM/s1600-h/L,P,M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SzxGNxKrEtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/l9tCWM38QjM/s400/L,P,M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421285253797581522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always know everything.. you`d win all the time.. but you know when to give in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good afternoon blue world!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. it`s been how many days since my last post?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. I was actually asked out yesterday for&lt;br /&gt;basketball and skating game.. then at the same time&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago.. at night, i was uploading some BC13 on my&lt;br /&gt;phone not knowing Gabriel was calling me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday.. Gabriel said that he could meet me today..&lt;br /&gt;but also Adrian and his friend are waiting for me at Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;and Gabriel arrived at around 3+. so i thought, definitely,&lt;br /&gt;my first date would be canceled. too bad don`t you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i thought i would be heading for Yishun.. but instead&lt;br /&gt;I had alot of fun with Gabriel.. and thinking i`d be so &lt;br /&gt;crazy thinking of what to talk about.. and i read a phrase &lt;br /&gt;telling me.. "good things happen if you least expect them."&lt;br /&gt;and i did as it told.. it`s God message for me.. [: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when Gabe arrived with his cigar in his hand, I was &lt;br /&gt;exercising my arms and he was leaning on a wall of instructions&lt;br /&gt;on the exercising pole.. I told him to back off cause he was smoking..&lt;br /&gt;at least he respected that.. [: and of course i told him nicely..&lt;br /&gt;when he got a call from his girlfriend.. my sister was sitting down&lt;br /&gt;chewing on Mentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. Gabriel said after his call 'girls.. *shakes head*'..&lt;br /&gt;I gave him a smile.. and i said 'who`s that?' he replied&lt;br /&gt;'my girlfriend'.. i said 'oh.. do i know her? have i seen her?&lt;br /&gt;is she in our church? same age as me?' and the answers were&lt;br /&gt;all YES. pretty much i think i know who. though i didn`t wanna&lt;br /&gt;ask him who. but hey Gabe, i`m not jealous, if you think i am..&lt;br /&gt;since he gave me this look.. then it started to shower.. showers&lt;br /&gt;of blessings.. and Gabriel asked my sis, "is your sister like this&lt;br /&gt;every day?" i thought he was talking to me so i said "YES!" and my sis&lt;br /&gt;nodded.. and Gabe said.. "I was talking to her! hahaha!" and actually&lt;br /&gt;he wanna call Joachim down.. but Joachim didn`t answer.. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just got so hyper and he told me alittle on his&lt;br /&gt;girl problems.. which includes his ex`s. but girl..&lt;br /&gt;don`t think about Gabe`s ex`s now.. you already have Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;am i right? hehe yeah.. and we just kept talking..&lt;br /&gt;talking while he just takes sticks after sticks lighting them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so funny.. and I told him why i canceled and not wanting&lt;br /&gt;to go to Yishun.. and one part he said.. "If i`m going, would you go?"&lt;br /&gt;I quickly replied with a "yes! definitely! that`s why i asked you to come!"&lt;br /&gt;he was smiling and smoking.. gah dude!! c`mon mannn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we just kept talking laughing and giggling.. about the&lt;br /&gt;favorite topic and some other random stuff.. and not forgetting&lt;br /&gt;i didn`t know he was a freaking good fighter.. hahaha.. hell YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we just keep talking while my phone kept vibrating..&lt;br /&gt;and me looking at who it was and ignoring it.. and sometimes&lt;br /&gt;answering to some.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just oh-so-awesome!! and then.. he said he gotta go..&lt;br /&gt;we chatted for 2 whole hours... STRAIGHT! no stopping.. well..&lt;br /&gt;only 2 times.. but i started talking and we didn`t stop.. and also&lt;br /&gt;his calls.. but it was FUN! cause i get to think of stuffs I wanna &lt;br /&gt;know about that dude.. but other then the silents.. everything &lt;br /&gt;went great! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank yaw Gabe! now i guess i know more about you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3859262057914222445?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3859262057914222445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3859262057914222445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3859262057914222445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3859262057914222445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-made-my-day-if-we-continue-youd.html' title='you made my day.. if we continue.. you`d tell me i`m close.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SzxGNxKrEtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/l9tCWM38QjM/s72-c/L,P,M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-4877641167676667242</id><published>2009-12-26T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T06:11:59.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah.. i made it into music.. yeahh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/music%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/Kyande_086/Photography/499dc05b4502e50170bc7000.png" border="0" alt="music Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes ma`am.. I turned my poem into a song.. and I LOVED IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ll do anything that God wants me&lt;br /&gt;to do...&lt;br /&gt;I`ll take the pain that God went through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smooth or rough, never enough,&lt;br /&gt;for God taught us how to love,&lt;br /&gt;to love one another like a dove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave his life for our sins&lt;br /&gt;here with us ever since..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wishes became miracles, &lt;br /&gt;time to take off your spectacles,&lt;br /&gt;he is here, always near,&lt;br /&gt;never leaving your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don`t live in fear, for he is always here,&lt;br /&gt;in your heart like an art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our Lord, is our SAVIOUR, PROVIDER, &lt;br /&gt;HEALER, STRENGTH, FATHER, LISTENER and CREATOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and Forget, for you will never&lt;br /&gt;regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;draw closer to God, our father,&lt;br /&gt;like a child who loves his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God forever and ever,&lt;br /&gt;for my love stays forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never far, always near, for he is here,&lt;br /&gt;lending me his ear, for I am a child in&lt;br /&gt;doubt and in despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God for everything you gave the World.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Bless me, my family and my friends, for our LOVE&lt;br /&gt;for you, has no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yasmin &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-4877641167676667242?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/4877641167676667242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=4877641167676667242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4877641167676667242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4877641167676667242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/yeah-i-made-it-into-music-yeahh.html' title='yeah.. i made it into music.. yeahh!!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/Kyande_086/Photography/th_499dc05b4502e50170bc7000.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1908722821183664425</id><published>2009-12-23T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T05:28:31.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the airplane is bringing me abroad..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/airplanes%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg231/lindsey724/photography/nervous31.jpg" border="0" alt="im just sittin out here watching airplanes Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bags are pack, i`m ready to go.. i`m sitting alone on the airplane that is bringing me to the Philippines to continue my studies.. but it`s never late to say goodbye yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello b-e-a-u-tiful people..&lt;br /&gt;I`ve myself sharing some news before a year has &lt;br /&gt;passed.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom came back today.. and it somehow gave me a look&lt;br /&gt;at the school books i`ve haven`t bought.. though it wasn`t&lt;br /&gt;my eyes who looked at it.. nor was it my brains.. it was &lt;br /&gt;my most beautiful, caring, funny, wonderful, sweet, loving&lt;br /&gt;mother.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it made me thought on the words 'go to... Philippines to &lt;br /&gt;study' so.. i asked mom... about all of it since she discussed&lt;br /&gt;it with dad.. and here is what we talked about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;M-mom&lt;br /&gt;Y-Yasmin [me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;: Mom, are we [Nikki, small sis, and I], be going to the &lt;br /&gt;Philippines after we graduate from High School?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;: mm-hmm.. but your flying off first then when Nikki&lt;br /&gt;finishes her studies, she`ll follow you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;: so i`ll be going on the airplane alone then? aren`t I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;: nooooo.. I`ll be there with you.. and once you`ve reached&lt;br /&gt;the house, I`ll leave you and go back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;: alright.. they do have Modeling Agencies there don`t they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;: yes.. of course! but hey! studies first before work! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;: yes mom.. of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;: and no going out alright.. be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;: yes ma`am..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there it is.. and also.. once my sister is there, it &lt;br /&gt;would be freedom for us now.. and well.. Rachel was there too&lt;br /&gt;after she went for graduation in High School and also it is&lt;br /&gt;ironic that I will be graduating in the same school as her..&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.. ah.. I love Rach and Krizia.. the 2 sisters.. but hey&lt;br /&gt;i do love my siblings too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also.. my grandparents will be there.. and my sis and I&lt;br /&gt;would be staying there for about... years.. really.. and well&lt;br /&gt;mom said that during the hols, we would visit Singapore and then&lt;br /&gt;it`s time to go back to school.. meeting new friends and also learning&lt;br /&gt;the routes to places.. and of course.. i`ll be working hard now.. it`s&lt;br /&gt;time to throw my lazyness away.. because &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;studies affect our future&lt;/span&gt;.. and i`m sure no one wants a crappy future.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also i will be having time with my friends if time would give&lt;br /&gt;me.. for i am busy or maybe i don`t want to go out because i`ve stuffs &lt;br /&gt;to do or maybe I just wanna chill at home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well.. after this year is gone, I only have a year then&lt;br /&gt;it`s time to say good-bye.. tears start flowing, wishes come,&lt;br /&gt;tight hugs and fun flashbacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but huge smiles to my enemies or to those who hate me..&lt;br /&gt;but i won`t hate them.. i will &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; LOVE my enemy..&lt;br /&gt;there`s space in everyone`s heart who take them in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what do you know.. it`s another talk where I would go &lt;br /&gt;emotional.. but really.. I have to do what i have to.. no more&lt;br /&gt;much hanging outs next year.. and also if i go overseas, I will&lt;br /&gt;still be using Singapore`s prepaid.. weird huh.. yeah.. but that is&lt;br /&gt;just how i gotta deal with it.. and yes, you can call or sms me &lt;br /&gt;whenever you want.. [: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internet too will be there.. though mom scared me when she said 'no'.&lt;br /&gt;but also.. I will be missing my lil sister.. because when i grad, she&lt;br /&gt;has 2 more years till high school finish.. and I will be there without her&lt;br /&gt;for 2 years.. ]: I will miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. well.. of course i`d miss you guys oh-so much..&lt;br /&gt;and also.. I wish i won`t ever get nervous once there..&lt;br /&gt;you know how it`d feel.. really awkward and scary.. and&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting.. lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooo.. anyways.. that`s all.. posting this..&lt;br /&gt;so i know that it`s confirmed.. really HAPPY..&lt;br /&gt;but also missing peeps at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don`t forget.. i`ll love you.. i`ll never hate you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1908722821183664425?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1908722821183664425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1908722821183664425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1908722821183664425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1908722821183664425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/airplane-is-bringing-me-abroad.html' title='the airplane is bringing me abroad..'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg231/lindsey724/photography/th_nervous31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-6940918108026493719</id><published>2009-12-22T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:03:27.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is to me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/thoughts%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc267/abbyelizzz8/photography/areyourthoughtskillingyou.jpg" border="0" alt="thoughts Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are they? because mine are.. its like an empty glass waiting impatiently to be filled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. an early bright morning with some fresh air..&lt;br /&gt;last night, went out to watch a movie and the beginning&lt;br /&gt;was start afresh in my mind full of 'boring' balloons when&lt;br /&gt;it came in the middle going to an end, it was conspicuous&lt;br /&gt;that I started watching it with interest.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and it was another day`s ride.. thoughts&lt;br /&gt;were running through my mind and people`s faces started&lt;br /&gt;appearing.. and it made me start making a movie in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a particular face appeared with face full of happiness&lt;br /&gt;the face I would look deep into his eyes and just fell for&lt;br /&gt;the hole that would trap me down and never will be awaken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts made me think.. and I started with a phrase telling&lt;br /&gt;myself to 'take deliberate steps' to find and figure things out&lt;br /&gt;and the 'heart' note from his friends made me smile and wonder&lt;br /&gt;'when will we start moving along'... flashback, the movie was &lt;br /&gt;cold, comfortable and dark.. imagine his shoulder carrying the&lt;br /&gt;weight of my head.. a slight breeze through your cheeks when it`s&lt;br /&gt;time to say goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one that made me confused, first one who was &lt;br /&gt;patient enough, the first one who made his move really&lt;br /&gt;conspicuously and the first one who`d improve to my liking&lt;br /&gt;the first one to start working out, the first one to start &lt;br /&gt;making me go insane.. and the first one to hurry to me and&lt;br /&gt;give me signs that the rumors were once said to me was true..&lt;br /&gt;and the style i`ve been looking for once shown into me.. and&lt;br /&gt;the first and only to keep me safe. and the first who`d take in&lt;br /&gt;my pain even though i don`t feel the same away towards him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now..feelings then start to develop..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-6940918108026493719?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/6940918108026493719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=6940918108026493719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/6940918108026493719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/6940918108026493719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-to-me.html' title='it is to me..'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc267/abbyelizzz8/photography/th_areyourthoughtskillingyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8430387924744092224</id><published>2009-12-21T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:27:36.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the perfect side of not being sure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/thinking%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee82/karolrock5/z191674228.jpg" border="0" alt="thinking Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i`m not sure.. would you? cause if you are, i`m prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come you love me when I am ugly&lt;br /&gt;Guess I can only hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me a second go,&lt;br /&gt;don`t let me go alone&lt;br /&gt;you saw me at the worst,&lt;br /&gt;you caught me falling first&lt;br /&gt;all I wanted to know,&lt;br /&gt;if you`d be willing to give me &lt;br /&gt;a second go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter the weather there`s never a break,&lt;br /&gt;conquer a ladder then slip on a snake&lt;br /&gt;cried til my river turned into a lake&lt;br /&gt;and I`m wondering now before its too late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one to five I`m half alive, six to nine I`m out of line&lt;br /&gt;ten to twelve I`m not myself, by the millionth time&lt;br /&gt;I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still.. you`d find a place there for us &lt;br /&gt;and give me a huge bear hug.. keep me warm &lt;br /&gt;i`m ready to see the world.. again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8430387924744092224?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8430387924744092224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8430387924744092224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8430387924744092224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8430387924744092224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/perfect-side-of-not-being-sure.html' title='the perfect side of not being sure...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-7309225403440248458</id><published>2009-12-19T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:33:44.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laugh with it if your not having a good day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/laughing%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x46/yeahesamazin418/photography/Baby-2.png" border="0" alt="laughing at the water Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`d laugh along with you and after that it`s up to us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there beauties.. I`d wanna share this &lt;br /&gt;story with you.. have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pastor's Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pastor entered his donkey in a race and&lt;br /&gt;it won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pastor was so pleased with the donkey&lt;br /&gt;that he entered it in the&lt;br /&gt;race again and it won again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local paper read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bishop was so upset with this kind of&lt;br /&gt;publicity that he ordered&lt;br /&gt;the Pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the local paper headline&lt;br /&gt;read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was too much for the Bishop so he&lt;br /&gt;ordered the Pastor to get rid&lt;br /&gt;of the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pastor decided to give it to a Nun in a&lt;br /&gt;nearby convent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local paper, hearing of the news, posted&lt;br /&gt;the following headline the&lt;br /&gt;next day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bishop fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He informed the Nun that she would have to&lt;br /&gt;get rid of the donkey so she&lt;br /&gt;sold it to a farmer for $10.&lt;br /&gt;The next day the paper read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was too much for the Bishop so he&lt;br /&gt;ordered the Nun to buy back the&lt;br /&gt;donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run&lt;br /&gt;wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the headlines read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bishop was buried the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is... being&lt;br /&gt;concerned about public opinion&lt;br /&gt;can bring you much grief and misery . . even shorten your&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be yourself and enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and&lt;br /&gt;you'll be a lot happier&lt;br /&gt;and live longer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-7309225403440248458?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/7309225403440248458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=7309225403440248458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7309225403440248458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7309225403440248458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/laugh-with-it-if-your-not-having-good.html' title='laugh with it if your not having a good day!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x46/yeahesamazin418/photography/th_Baby-2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8095121704536226923</id><published>2009-12-19T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:41:38.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no no no... yes yes yes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/robots" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd90/hannah44_04/Robots.jpg" border="0" alt="ROBOTS!! Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I act like them.. you laugh like them.. he thinks like them.. but&lt;br /&gt;he wish to be like them.. haha.. we`re the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great! last night went perfectly well..&lt;br /&gt;not being rude so i`m going to start with the&lt;br /&gt;second to third line saying "Hi beauties!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. so last night was totally packed!&lt;br /&gt;like it was a FAMOUS show or somewhat like that..&lt;br /&gt;people all were crowding the path for the priests&lt;br /&gt;and altar boys to get to their place.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before everything started.. i`m just going&lt;br /&gt;to state in some things that i did in church before&lt;br /&gt;everyone came.. so here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. I went to church before 5 because mom&lt;br /&gt;said that she needs our help.. and when my &lt;br /&gt;sis and I have reached, mom and dad had done&lt;br /&gt;most of their parts and so does my mom`s friends..&lt;br /&gt;and so then, mom and dad went home to get changed and&lt;br /&gt;mom left her freaking phone behind with me and people&lt;br /&gt;kept calling as they do not know which way to go to&lt;br /&gt;get to the destination which is SVDP! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my sis and I sat at the place where we would&lt;br /&gt;usually go and there was a short mass too..&lt;br /&gt;and the sec2`s and one of my friend was there.. &lt;br /&gt;i didn`t know what was the gather for.. but&lt;br /&gt;killing time, I listened to All Time Low! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. I saw Abigail.. she was soo cute&lt;br /&gt;and well.. listed for years now.. she has the&lt;br /&gt;Taglish accent now.. which was sooo WAY CUTER &lt;br /&gt;and also easier to understand her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went into the canteen because she said that&lt;br /&gt;Adrian, Aya and their baby sister are there.. but when&lt;br /&gt;we were there, i see no one but cute kiddos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Abigail said she`d go search for them.. and &lt;br /&gt;then Adrian came down.. and AHHH!! MY MIND EXPLODED!&lt;br /&gt;i won`t get you anymore details.. hahahahahahahahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we chattered and I told him that i`ve heard 'his' &lt;br /&gt;laugh.. now that would be covered.. i don`t wanna hurt that&lt;br /&gt;person.. cause he`s pretty close to me.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;and Adrian was giggling and well technically he seemed like&lt;br /&gt;he is having a playback on how he laughed.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me go on fastforward.. we went into the hall and &lt;br /&gt;i went into the AVA room because i had to get skills if&lt;br /&gt;my sis couldn`t make it or forgot somehow.. and I met &lt;br /&gt;my darlings! Nadine, Aya and not forgetting Nadine`s cute&lt;br /&gt;lil brother.. so charming and adorable.. and also Angelo! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. Adrian went to the altarboys room to get prepared&lt;br /&gt;and it was ironic when the 2 altarboys from Novena were actually&lt;br /&gt;the ones who served in our church as well.. it was TOTALLY &lt;br /&gt;I-R-O-N-I-C! like really.. and Adrian told me that Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;would be serving.. I said 'okay..' with a smile.. HAHAHA! &lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh.. i did.. SOMEWHAT LIKE THAT! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. people start buzzing in and when it was about&lt;br /&gt;to start GOODNESS YAW! it was JAM PACKED! YAIKES! It was&lt;br /&gt;hard to get out of the AVA room because in the room there&lt;br /&gt;were 5 people where actually the rules state that 2 people &lt;br /&gt;should be in it.. but oh well.. Andrew, the dude who helped&lt;br /&gt;us didn`t mind.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything went well.. and I can see that Gabriel had his&lt;br /&gt;best friend there with him to figure out what the 'filipinos' were&lt;br /&gt;sayin.. haha. and also there was a priest with Father Mike.. an&lt;br /&gt;Indonesian who knows how to speak FLUENT FILIPINO! MANN.. it was&lt;br /&gt;awesome i`m telling ya! AWESOME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then everything went well.. and it was GREAT! after everything i went down with&lt;br /&gt;Nadine and i played with her brother.. SO ADORABLE! mann i miss that chap! hah&lt;br /&gt;so adorable i`m telling you.. having his adored face on my mind being &lt;br /&gt;flashed made me wanna SCREAM OUT LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways then yeah.. i went up to check if mom and dad are there&lt;br /&gt;so then they were.. went down with sis and i saw Aya and Nadine...&lt;br /&gt;and then Adrian was there.. and Adrian, Gabe and his best friend were&lt;br /&gt;chattering and wondering and laughing out loud.. and then Adrian called me&lt;br /&gt;in after some time i had fun with Emily, Aya, Abigail, Nadine and more..&lt;br /&gt;they were just around me.. and i miss them alot! i should`ve bought&lt;br /&gt;some candies and sweets for them.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yeah ONCE Adrian called me in.. I was like looking at Gabe in a&lt;br /&gt;what-are-you-guys-thinking look.. and he just KEPT laughing OUT LOUD! &lt;br /&gt;and his friend i just knew his name 'Joachim' looked at me..&lt;br /&gt;[my liner sank on my face, so i somewhat look horrid but at the&lt;br /&gt;same time i don`t] and he asked if Adrian and I are RELATED..&lt;br /&gt;and i started laughing and I put my arms around Adrian and i said&lt;br /&gt;'nooo.. we`re not.. we`re good buddies!' and Gabe just kept laughing&lt;br /&gt;and Adrian and I looked at each other and we just kept LAUGHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the 3 of us kept laughing out loud asking questions about each other&lt;br /&gt;and stuffs.. it was just fcuking AWESOMEEEE! YEAHHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;AND Gabe is WORKING!! I wanna work toooo!! ]: ah.. oh well.. i`ll&lt;br /&gt;find a job somehow.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways that was the fcuking best night ever! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;that`s all my readers! I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8095121704536226923?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8095121704536226923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8095121704536226923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8095121704536226923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8095121704536226923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-no-no-yes-yes-yes.html' title='no no no... yes yes yes...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8229394210928408947</id><published>2009-12-17T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T19:41:09.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughter is the key to hapiness.. &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/laughter%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i929.photobucket.com/albums/ad137/ashleemarielove/Eibime%20Photography/4.jpg" border="0" alt="laughter is the key to happiness Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how to crack a joke, when to flash a smile and when to console me whenever i`m about to cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful morning to all of you beauties~! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my sister has gotten better on the second day..&lt;br /&gt;and now she is reading a book.. which would guide her through teen &lt;br /&gt;years.. and we are sharing that book now.. thanks to our older sister&lt;br /&gt;for sharing it to us! [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. early in the morn, mom and dad took leave today.. and mann,&lt;br /&gt;we`re preparing.. for the BIG BIG BIG day! [: i`ve no idea on what&lt;br /&gt;should i be wearing, let alone a gorgeous dress on my head, but was&lt;br /&gt;planning on some jeans and a funny ribbon.. and also i`m off &lt;br /&gt;to do another DIY item.. [: and i need some places too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to that book, i`m off going to do some stuffs&lt;br /&gt;to change on some things i`m bad at.. [:&lt;br /&gt;and i need to make something good a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HABIT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways.. i`m off later with my sis meeting this fcuking awesome&lt;br /&gt;dude later on.. can`t wait y`know.. [: and not forgetting thinking&lt;br /&gt;of some awesomic jokes later on.. though i can`t keep my focus&lt;br /&gt;whenever he tries to bend down swinging on the door and looking at me &lt;br /&gt;softly.. his face makes me laugh or flash a freaking smile, and &lt;br /&gt;technically, I think he wants to know what i`m thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now.. i`m thinking that i should go and get&lt;br /&gt;my books.. mom wouldn`t get things done really quick &lt;br /&gt;because i`m not prepared yet.. and well.. i`m off to &lt;br /&gt;do stuffs quickly and depending on that book for help&lt;br /&gt;whenever problem arise.. and i`m going forward straight on&lt;br /&gt;my dreams.. and i sure wanna pursue them.. becoming&lt;br /&gt;AMERICA`S NEXT TOP MODEL! HAHAHA! jusssst kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just wanna be a normal model.. nothing really&lt;br /&gt;hard.. though if it`s in a runway of course.. pretty&lt;br /&gt;mind throwing.. =\ but anyways.. i got to go and&lt;br /&gt;help mom and deal with something that would not let me&lt;br /&gt;throw my tantrums all over the house.. though my mom would&lt;br /&gt;that`s her anyway.. and what could my sis and I do? since&lt;br /&gt;my mom ain`t a teen anymore and depending or letting her read&lt;br /&gt;it makes her think like "is my kid kidding me? i`m no teen&lt;br /&gt;are they trying to insult me on having a bad-mom attitude&lt;br /&gt;toward them?" seee.. so i guess i`ll just keep something in-&lt;br /&gt;to a habit.. make it much more easier.. and so, my mom would&lt;br /&gt;not throw tantrums though sometimes i just feel like screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom would be throwing them at any moment because today &lt;br /&gt;is AN IMPORTANT day for her.. and well, i can feel what she`s &lt;br /&gt;in now.. cause i`ve been through it earlier.. yeah.. then i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she`d be BUZZING around the house.. and i would wanna &lt;br /&gt;kill two birds with one stone now.. try to remember about the&lt;br /&gt;AVA`s and also help with the house.. though it tries to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i`ve got to go now.. and i`m getting my hair alittle&lt;br /&gt;burnt now.. everyone in the house especially you 'know who'&lt;br /&gt;is making me mad all the time.. hearing her 'command' voice makes me &lt;br /&gt;sick.. so i`m gonna suck it up.. so i`m off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IwuvYOU guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;my arms get cold on February air, please don`t lose hold of me out there..and i know this place like the back of my hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8229394210928408947?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8229394210928408947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8229394210928408947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8229394210928408947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8229394210928408947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/laughter-is-key-to-hapiness-3.html' title='laughter is the key to hapiness.. &lt;3'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i929.photobucket.com/albums/ad137/ashleemarielove/Eibime%20Photography/th_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8219416297983607957</id><published>2009-12-16T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T18:16:08.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boohoo! she became sick at the wrong time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sad%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa293/Sitefiles/Photography/Sad.jpg" border="0" alt="Sad Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lil Mama, please don`t get sick again.. ]: i`ve no playmate! boohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. my lil sister is sick!&lt;br /&gt;she got sick last night.. she felt cold and i wasn`t..&lt;br /&gt;she felt like there`s a snowball on her throat and i didn`t..&lt;br /&gt;she felt her temperature going down on a cold.. but i didn`t..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when it was time to go to bed, It was TV time.&lt;br /&gt;she grabbed mom and dad`s thick cozy blanket and comfy pillow&lt;br /&gt;and dragged it across the room and on the comfy couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shared it and it became my carpet like on Aladdin. &lt;br /&gt;and it reminds me of Jack Baraket in All Time Low [guitarist] &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I took out my phone swirling it on my hands and fingers and I asked&lt;br /&gt;questions about her 'feeling' if she really felt sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad went out to get practice at their friend`s house&lt;br /&gt;making it perfect for Friday is the superb big day for them.&lt;br /&gt;and when their back.. just nice we watched plenty of shows last night..&lt;br /&gt;I closed the windows and locked it shut.. shook gently on my&lt;br /&gt;sister`s shoulder telling her to wake up.. and go back to bed..&lt;br /&gt;she nodded and didn`t move.. hoping the heat would get her back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with lullabies surrounding the air.. she fell asleep before i could.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that she would get well.. and today I`m going out with bestie.&lt;br /&gt;wondering what i could get my sister.. for we had saved cash together&lt;br /&gt;so if we are available, we could go and get DIY items.. {:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that my sis ain`t feeling well.. I couldn`t get back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;the moment my mom gave me cash and informed me that my sis could not come..&lt;br /&gt;a frown flashed across my face and hid beneath the pillow i`m hugging..&lt;br /&gt;starring at the wall as if having a conversation.. thoughts running through&lt;br /&gt;my mind.. she got sick at the wrong time... }: a tear flowed through my&lt;br /&gt;cheeks.. and eyes closed to get back to sleep.. fun memories of my sister &lt;br /&gt;and I flashed through my mind.. gah, i can`t help stay awake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up the time mom and dad left for work.. and so does my big sis..&lt;br /&gt;went to the bathroom and saw my sister lying on the couch, a literal &lt;br /&gt;frown and smile on her face make me flash a giggly smile..&lt;br /&gt;went and got freshen up.. tied up my hair and went into the messy &lt;br /&gt;room.. the living room.. my sister saw me smile a cheeky funny smile&lt;br /&gt;and a wide pretty smile flashed across her face with cheekbones looking&lt;br /&gt;pretty and well.. took a huge pillow along with a normal pillow and&lt;br /&gt;set it on the floor across her and sat on them.. talking to her {:&lt;br /&gt;hiding the sadness.. praying and knowing she won`t get sick for long.&lt;br /&gt;for the weather starts getting colder.. in dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me to put on the Christian Music we both love,&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Hosanna' Hillsong United&lt;/span&gt; and asked a favor.. to get her food done while we listen to the songs she asked for.. and after I get started cleaning the whole house&lt;br /&gt;she asked for a change in the song.. and so I did.. she smiled and sang along&lt;br /&gt;shaking her feet to the beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the food got done, i delivered it to her and along with the pillow&lt;br /&gt;as it was fresh and hot.. got it done with a smile and prayer.. &lt;br /&gt;after she ate it and after i`m literally done with the chores, she went into&lt;br /&gt;the kitchen, cold, and looking sick.. washed her bowl and went back to &lt;br /&gt;the couch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the song play, the beat soon became her lullaby and the beat&lt;br /&gt;made my little sister get back to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8219416297983607957?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8219416297983607957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8219416297983607957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8219416297983607957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8219416297983607957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/boohoo-she-became-sick-at-wrong-time.html' title='boohoo! she became sick at the wrong time!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa293/Sitefiles/Photography/th_Sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8381285207307766248</id><published>2009-12-15T02:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T02:15:42.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nah nah nah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/books%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb114/0x-katie-x0/photography/z65831122.jpg" border="0" alt="books Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don`t care about em.. i`d rather read rather then studying &lt;br /&gt;about a subject i fucking HATE alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello beeps! it`s the 15th Dec and it`s Taylor Swift`s &lt;br /&gt;birthday! haha.. Happy Birthday Taylor! she just turned 20! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. here i am giving you a small post [:&lt;br /&gt;but firstly.. which is the point.. &lt;br /&gt;I haven`t bought my school books.. have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i`d be doing it as soon as possible..&lt;br /&gt;it kept giving me a tingling feeling that everyone has&lt;br /&gt;but not me.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybays.. Mom and Dad has been busy preparing for&lt;br /&gt;Tagalog Mass @ SVDP on Fri [: and i ain`t doing anything&lt;br /&gt;because i`m only going to be in charge and helping&lt;br /&gt;for the AVA. I don`t do scores or any FOOD deliveries.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wanna help though.. bringing food and water&lt;br /&gt;there for the preparations on Friday. and woopee!&lt;br /&gt;I`m hanging out on Fri too! everywhere! because&lt;br /&gt;mate wants to go everywhere and i`m up for it..&lt;br /&gt;if my sister is, then WE are up for it.. if she`s not &lt;br /&gt;then i`m ass-it-own then.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.. i wonder how crowded the place would be..&lt;br /&gt;teehee! and I wonder who will the 2 altar boys from NOVENA be..&lt;br /&gt;sooo coolio! don`t chu think? its getting me excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its a week away to Christmas! and 2 weeks away &lt;br /&gt;to boring and hell day.. which is.. school.. damn it&lt;br /&gt;why!? and i have wasted like more then 50days of my life&lt;br /&gt;doing nothing at home.. and i`m not to blame. shittos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not the holiday to blame too.. but i aint &lt;br /&gt;blaming Adrian for making me laugh out loud again [:&lt;br /&gt;and finally being able to play with his hip-bone!&lt;br /&gt;oh-oh and his flipping hair! and also some new stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fun again! i just wish he`s in the same school as i am..&lt;br /&gt;it`ll be uber fun! like who doesn`t want anyone like that &lt;br /&gt;dude to be there?? ah whateffs.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I THINK i`ve lost my book list! eeks! &lt;br /&gt;i`m not sure.. but i hope someone could pass it to me..&lt;br /&gt;like i`m not going to get it in the general OFFICE!&lt;br /&gt;i`m going to print it maybe or i`m going to get it from friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. that`s it to share! &lt;br /&gt;soooo.. have your fun holidays peepHOLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8381285207307766248?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8381285207307766248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8381285207307766248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8381285207307766248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8381285207307766248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/nah-nah-nah.html' title='nah nah nah...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb114/0x-katie-x0/photography/th_z65831122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-4200644270792608200</id><published>2009-12-10T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:43:33.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>get well soon mate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sick%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee27/solveigbookworm/photography/whatasickworld.jpg" border="0" alt="dead watermelon Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon... hope this watermelon can cure your sickness.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning beautipool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. my BFF is in the hospital due to her food poisoning..&lt;br /&gt;if i could remember it clearly.. and i was thinking that she is in&lt;br /&gt;KK Hospital..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. I was thinking of visiting her with Nicolla but I have&lt;br /&gt;no idea on how to go there.. well.. unless we take a cab.. &lt;br /&gt;which i so do not have money.. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. i received a message from her after i baked a cake&lt;br /&gt;with Nicolla in the kitchen.. and also i have finished melting&lt;br /&gt;the Van Houten chocolate to be the topping on the cake! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also maybe if i am visiting her, i could send her some&lt;br /&gt;of my home-sister-made cakes! hahaha.. really sad that she is in &lt;br /&gt;hospital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s all i wanna say.. &lt;br /&gt;I`m really sad that my best friend is IN HOSPITAL!! &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/crying%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i657.photobucket.com/albums/uu299/x_amy28_x/msn%20emoticons/crying.gif" border="0" alt="crying Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... anyways.. she`ll be back next week...&lt;br /&gt;that`s all.. i`m gonna go get cards now! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-4200644270792608200?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/4200644270792608200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=4200644270792608200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4200644270792608200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4200644270792608200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/get-well-soon-mate.html' title='get well soon mate!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee27/solveigbookworm/photography/th_whatasickworld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-7194598582601657900</id><published>2009-12-08T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:54:20.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KANDEE`s ROADTRIP! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dc3V70Uwkws&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dc3V70Uwkws&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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;that`s Kandee.. she`s FRIGGIN AWESOME!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-7194598582601657900?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/7194598582601657900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=7194598582601657900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7194598582601657900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7194598582601657900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/kandees-roadtrip-3.html' title='KANDEE`s ROADTRIP! &lt;3'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3748331447630047197</id><published>2009-12-08T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:27:04.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm.. should i or should i not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/thinking%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i716.photobucket.com/albums/ww170/meredith0713/photography-5.jpg" border="0" alt="thinking Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should I? should I not? or maybe i should? maybe not... should I or not.. i can`t&lt;br /&gt;make up my mind... hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m back beauties..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally i had found what i`ve been looking for.. thanks&lt;br /&gt;to Kandee Johnson! &lt;3! she`s soooo funny! and it`s so &lt;br /&gt;awesome because she is only 16 and she is a make-up artist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coolio huh.. hahah.. and well.. last night after mom, Nicolla &lt;br /&gt;and I came back from Compass Point to cut up shorter Nicolla`s Jeans,&lt;br /&gt;we went to The Body Shop.. ahh! my fav place to be in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking around buying stuffs and can`t stop squeezing bottles&lt;br /&gt;getting the product out and trying them on.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;so i actually wanna get a lip balm.. recommended by Kandee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. i wanna get makeup products that are given by Nature.&lt;br /&gt;"Nature provides you everything.. why need to get all&lt;br /&gt;the 'expensive' products? " hehe.. TOTALLY MAKES ALOTTA SENSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. i can`t get the coconut lip balm one..&lt;br /&gt;and i always thought if it was the butter moisturizer.. &lt;br /&gt;but i think not.. so then i went to the other section and i saw &lt;br /&gt;this FAMILIAR name.. 'White Musk'.. and i remembered once mom &lt;br /&gt;purchased mine with hers.. and 'white musk' is actually the &lt;br /&gt;perfumed i had bought in The Body Shop before the lotion was&lt;br /&gt;done! haha.. so i got the lotion and there was alot of awesome stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and actually i wanna get the body cream, shower gel cream.. all those&lt;br /&gt;but instead i got the lotion.. ;) hehe. so then.. we headed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. once home.. there was a pile of clothes lying lazily on the couch..&lt;br /&gt;no one had done them.. so then mom and dad was talking about this mass for&lt;br /&gt;the 18th of Dec. and it was the Tagalog Mass.. and they have alot of &lt;br /&gt;people they need help in.. but in the end the people were not available..&lt;br /&gt;like... what the heck!? so mom called out to us.. and i made a BIG fuss because&lt;br /&gt;i wasn`t sure if i wanted to.. that it WHY.. so i don`t know.. if i should &lt;br /&gt;or NOT... HUMPHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a BIG FUSS that mom told me and my sis to get the clothes done..&lt;br /&gt;I wasn`t afraid mom would get her flying slapping on me because HELLO! i`m used&lt;br /&gt;to it.. but sort of NEED TO KNOW when she would attack me again.. HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and COOKIE REACHED BACK HOME IN THE AFTERNOON!! hahaha... i miss that cookie&lt;br /&gt;because well.. she and i normally got bored and when we are both online..&lt;br /&gt;she would normally make me not bored again.. but back again.. bored more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. then mom went into their room and start mumbling words OUT LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;hahaahahahaha.. i didn`t care because cookie was SMSing me and I was watching&lt;br /&gt;MYTHBUSTERS! WAHAHAAH! my favorite SHOWWWW! and then i went charging my phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaah.. and now.. let me tell ya`ll somethin.. &lt;br /&gt;when i was reading a magazine.. lying on my bed sitting up actually..&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly became oh-so hungry.. so i told myself that i would finish&lt;br /&gt;browsing through all these pages and head to the kitchen since the hot water&lt;br /&gt;was being cooled.. after i switched the gas off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after doing all the reading and browsing.. i went to the kitchen.. &lt;br /&gt;and when i turned A FREAKING BIRD WAS THERE!! ON A POT! AND IT FLEW TO THE WINDOWS &lt;br /&gt;WHICH I ACTUALLY SHUT IT BECAUSE I KNOW FCUKING BIRDS WOULD FLY IN!!! AND I LITERALLY SHOUTED MY FCUKING HEAD OFFF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I starred at the bird.. then i freaked myself out.. my heart was beating &lt;br /&gt;so fcuking fast that i headed back to the room and called for my sister`s &lt;br /&gt;rescue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!!! BIRDS ARE SOOO FILTHY AND DISGUSTING HERE!!! EEEWWWW!!&lt;br /&gt;they keep creeping me out!!! YAIKES! BIRDS SUCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s it lovlies.. I LOVE YA`LL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3748331447630047197?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3748331447630047197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3748331447630047197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3748331447630047197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3748331447630047197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/hmmm-should-i-or-should-i-not.html' title='hmmm.. should i or should i not?'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1140952532106162717</id><published>2009-12-06T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:08:22.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>desperately in love with you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/wishing%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i303.photobucket.com/albums/nn143/Lucky_Jox3/PHOTOGRAPHY/0d23.jpg" border="0" alt="waitin, wishin Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`d wish for you if my wishes come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this is wrong but I cant help but feel like there aint nothing more right, babe&lt;br /&gt;Misty morning comes again and I cant help but wish I could see your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I knew from the first note played&lt;br /&gt;Id be breaking all my rules to see you&lt;br /&gt;You smile that beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;And all the girls in the front row scream your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dim that spotlight&lt;br /&gt;Tell me things like&lt;br /&gt;I cant take my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;Im no one special&lt;br /&gt;Just another wide eyed girl&lt;br /&gt;Whos desperately in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Give me a photograph to hang on my wall&lt;br /&gt;Superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning loneliness comes around when Im not dreaming about you&lt;br /&gt;When my world wakes up today youll be in another town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I knew when I saw your face&lt;br /&gt;Id be counting down the ways to see you&lt;br /&gt;And you smile that beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;And all the girls in the front row scream your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dim that spotlight&lt;br /&gt;Tell me things like&lt;br /&gt;I cant take my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;Im no one special&lt;br /&gt;Just another wide eyed girl&lt;br /&gt;Whos desperately in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Give me a photograph to hang on my wall&lt;br /&gt;Superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You played in bars, you play guitar&lt;br /&gt;And Im invisible and everyone knows who you are&lt;br /&gt;And youll never see you sing me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Every night from the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dim that spotlight&lt;br /&gt;Tell me things like&lt;br /&gt;I cant take my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;Im no one special&lt;br /&gt;Just another wide eyed girl&lt;br /&gt;Whos desperately in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Give me a photograph to hang on my wall&lt;br /&gt;Superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, sweet superstar&lt;br /&gt;Superstar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Taylor Swift &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1140952532106162717?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1140952532106162717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1140952532106162717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1140952532106162717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1140952532106162717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/desperately-in-love-with-you.html' title='desperately in love with you...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i303.photobucket.com/albums/nn143/Lucky_Jox3/PHOTOGRAPHY/th_0d23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1881220596739541612</id><published>2009-12-04T22:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T22:03:20.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEGEND OF THE SEEKER! VWAAGAGAG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/legend%20of%20the%20seeker" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e380/coven2005/legend-of-the-seeker.jpg" border="0" alt="legend Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAV SHOW NOW! TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello beautipuul peephole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. just wanna share..&lt;br /&gt;oh and if you know where to get the full version of &lt;br /&gt;watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;LEGEND OF THE SEEKER SEASON 2&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please let me know! thank yuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1881220596739541612?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1881220596739541612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1881220596739541612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1881220596739541612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1881220596739541612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/12/legend-of-seeker-vwaagagag.html' title='LEGEND OF THE SEEKER! VWAAGAGAG!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-829198885349157066</id><published>2009-11-30T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T05:23:18.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hotness of Taylor Lautner &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/taylor%20lautner" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i956.photobucket.com/albums/ae50/sophie_ponting/taylor_lautner_1233612866.jpg" border="0" alt="taylor hottie lautner Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH! Taylor Lautner! Hotnessss! hahaha.. Germaine is sharing him now.. TEEHEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello beauties! i`m back..posting of couz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished watching the 3rd round of New Moon.. haha&lt;br /&gt;like FINALLY! I just love seeing Taylor there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m not interested into seeing Bella nor Edward.&lt;br /&gt;I don`t like it when it comes to BELLA`s part of filming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.. but it`s alright.. it`s FUN!&lt;br /&gt;though Germaine kept typing 'S.E.X' whenever we talk about Bella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I type anything to keep that word out of sight..&lt;br /&gt;I mean HELLO! COOKIE! MOM COULD BE BEHIND ME YA NO! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. you guys should watch New Moon soon.. &lt;br /&gt;hah yeah.. it would come out here on the 3RD of December..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, America and the Europe side ones are already out..&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE IT! not the ending though.. Edward didn`t continue his &lt;br /&gt;proposal.. pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP WATCHING LOVUHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-829198885349157066?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/829198885349157066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=829198885349157066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/829198885349157066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/829198885349157066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/hotness-of-taylor-lautner-3.html' title='hotness of Taylor Lautner &lt;3'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1803007199352456361</id><published>2009-11-28T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:16:52.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>scratch scratch... sniff sniff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cute%20friends%20cartoon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll292/TeamEdward_101/EmoCartoon46.jpg" border="0" alt="Pon and Zi Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`d play with your nosey till I irritate you really bad... but your too &lt;br /&gt;far away for me to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; tell you what it means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may never meet&lt;br /&gt;We both take each other at face value&lt;br /&gt;Knowing we both belong to others&lt;br /&gt;But, willing to have this special bond&lt;br /&gt;A friendship that allows us to be more&lt;br /&gt;But, also let's us keep our body's pure&lt;br /&gt;And our heart to&lt;br /&gt;Not physically crossing lines&lt;br /&gt;In our minds at least&lt;br /&gt;What, we do share is ours only&lt;br /&gt;You Understand Me and I understand You&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever want to loose you&lt;br /&gt;Never but, yet I know if the time comes&lt;br /&gt;For you or I to go away&lt;br /&gt;That, someday, somehow, I won't give up&lt;br /&gt;You have given me strength to go on&lt;br /&gt;Missing you at times makes me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Even though at times I don't get to see you&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling you're there&lt;br /&gt;I know in my heart we share a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Sweetness, You're amazing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1803007199352456361?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1803007199352456361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1803007199352456361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1803007199352456361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1803007199352456361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/scratch-scratch-sniff-sniff.html' title='scratch scratch... sniff sniff!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-7379048286513338716</id><published>2009-11-27T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:08:23.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so fresh and newww!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/holga" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e30/tiffanibyron/Holga_MSenior_swingset.jpg" border="0" alt="Holga my swingset Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories i had playing on the swing with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello beautipul peepole..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished doing 2 different videos and doing another one maybe tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i guess i`ll be uploading them later in the night or maybe tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;along with the new one.. and well.. i will upload them in 2 websites..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. here in my blog&lt;br /&gt;2. Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is to share on how i do stuffs on my scene hair, makeup and &lt;br /&gt;how i cut my own hair.. I may not be free to help with them but maybe&lt;br /&gt;sharing it on videos would help.. haha.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its Sam and Nezz`s mom birthday today.. I wished both of them already..&lt;br /&gt;not sure if Nezz`s has delivered it for me already.. because i sent her a&lt;br /&gt;message asking her to help me greet her.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways.. good awesome weather today.. it`s RAINING!! WOO WEE! &lt;br /&gt;who ain`t loving the rain when your home MANNN?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. anyways i`m stopping here..! MUCH LOVES DARLINGSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-7379048286513338716?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/7379048286513338716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=7379048286513338716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7379048286513338716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7379048286513338716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-fresh-and-newww.html' title='so fresh and newww!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8404285726684385199</id><published>2009-11-25T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:30:52.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Burtday cupcake..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/birthday%20cake" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/Zom-bee/cupcakes/cupcake-recipes.jpg" border="0" alt="cupcake Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Samuel and Vanessa`s Mom! &lt;3! Sweet Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BURTDAY TO SAM AND NEZZ`S MOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeah.. its an early greeting because tomorrow is Sam and Nezz`s mom`s&lt;br /&gt;birthday... I love them to pieces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. it was such a COINCIDENCE that Nezz`s mom`s birthday is on the&lt;br /&gt;same day and date as Samuel.. I was speechless.. I had nothing more to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. but i`m not sure how old Nezz`s mom is.. but Sam just turned Suh-weet 17.&lt;br /&gt;and.. my sister just got back her PSLE mark, wow.. amazing she had the same score &lt;br /&gt;as me but a mark less.. but its still good that she is able to go into a school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also.. It`s hard for our seniors to move on to Poly.. because i &lt;br /&gt;guess i should say whenever i`m in school and the seniors are there, I feel&lt;br /&gt;comfortable.. i feel safe and i feel like if i have problems, they`d be there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo.. not going to move on anymore.. haha.. because its alittle &lt;br /&gt;' The heart that miss '. complicated to understand.. but if you feel like &lt;br /&gt;I do.. then i guess you should know what i meant.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s it beautiful peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Nezz`s Mom! and Happy Birthday to you too Sam.. &lt;br /&gt;remember.. smile.. don`t get yourself frustrated or sad.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8404285726684385199?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8404285726684385199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8404285726684385199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8404285726684385199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8404285726684385199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-burtday-cupcake.html' title='Happy Burtday cupcake..'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc200/Zom-bee/cupcakes/th_cupcake-recipes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-5089563254520972887</id><published>2009-11-25T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:02:47.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don`t stop make it pop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/kesha" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i494.photobucket.com/albums/rr301/fiqaa/Kesha.png" border="0" alt="Kesha Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don`t stop, make it pop, DJ blow my speakers up, tonight, imma fight, till we see the sunlight, tik tok on the clock, but the party don`t stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning beauties! I`m going to blog 2 times today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. well.. i`ve been really bored lately and i haven`t got my &lt;br /&gt;school books bought yet.. well.. for what i remember last night,&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad said that they would have a day off tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;because of THANKSGIVING! :D YAYEEEAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can`t wait.. I wanna have TURKEY! or or maybe some HUGE CHICKEN!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. THANKSGIVING is the day where everyone celebrates together!&lt;br /&gt;It is the day of giving thanks to Christ our SAVIOUR! HALLELUJAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. yeah.. so maybe i would be getting my books at around &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow or maybe on the month of December. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`ve got nothing much to post today.. but well..&lt;br /&gt;I just post so that my blog wouldn`t feel dead to my dear readers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here in Singapore, NEW MOON hasn`t arrived yet on Cinemas. &lt;br /&gt;it would arrive on the 3rd of December.. news given by my BFF.&lt;br /&gt;but in America, it has already arrived and I AM CURRENTLY WATCHING IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. i dislike Twilight now.. but alittle liking it too..&lt;br /&gt;loving New Moon.. hahaha.. I just love reading the book and seeing the movie..&lt;br /&gt;so it`s good.. you understand it.. hahaha.. i would be reading New Moon again&lt;br /&gt;even though i`ve read it already.. I just love reading books.. now am not a&lt;br /&gt;nerd even though my other friend would call me.. heh yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can`t wait to suh-eee what happened.. will be going out with my &lt;br /&gt;imaginary friend, Jake and my sister later.. :D &lt;br /&gt;bored so might as well discover the world.. :D we wanted to invite&lt;br /&gt;out our best friend but well.. she would watch movies with her mom&lt;br /&gt;or even so.. she can`t go out because mom`s home... so we go on&lt;br /&gt;ourselves.. with my imaginary friend.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i`m going to stop here now.. I wanna watch &lt;br /&gt;NEW MOOOON! &lt;br /&gt;LOVING TAYLOR LAUTNERRRRR!!! &lt;# DRROOOOLLLL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-5089563254520972887?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/5089563254520972887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=5089563254520972887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5089563254520972887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5089563254520972887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-stop-make-it-pop.html' title='Don`t stop make it pop!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8397015473870712727</id><published>2009-11-23T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T02:48:31.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i met my good friend`s friend and some pro dudes.. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/skateboarding%20girl" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee345/lovetospouge_bucket/ILOVESKATEBOARDING.png" border="0" alt="I LOVE SKATEBOARDING Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`m starting to love it.. i hope to overcome this fear of falling and start teaching people if i master some skills.. thanks dudes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANNNN! HELLO BEAUTIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went skateboarding just now.. and i met a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. i don`t know how to say his FULL name but for short form&lt;br /&gt;I was allowed to call him 'E'. so E, he is the 'long lost' friend of Fazelah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazelah, Ee Jiet, E and I were skating and the dudes were teaching us&lt;br /&gt;because well.. we were just beginners.. and well.. I took really long to&lt;br /&gt;get used to it.. but YES finally i did.. and they trained us on some&lt;br /&gt;basics.. it was COOLIO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. we skate and skate.. till Fazelah and I started sweating up..&lt;br /&gt;and Ee Jiet kept giving Fazelah hell... disturbing on service.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;so we had fun.. and I asked E on tips and how did he dyed his own hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. i have to remember the brand he used.. REVLON! &lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. so yeah.. i know how but i sort of just want to &lt;br /&gt;little bit on the dye and little bit on the highlight.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we kept skating and Ee Jiet treat us on ICE CREAM! thank you veh much!&lt;br /&gt;and yeah the dudes spoons all cracked up because their ice cream were&lt;br /&gt;almost FROZEN.. haha except for mine though.. yes Fazelah`s one too..&lt;br /&gt;and the cover of the ice cream was in fazelah`s cup! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways.. we just kept skating.. we had lots of fun.. :D&lt;br /&gt;but Fazelah`s board wasn`t that good.. the board and the wheels.. &lt;br /&gt;yup.. but she planned on getting a board like the dudes ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. that`s all.. not going to type on everything because&lt;br /&gt;i just finished cleaning the whole house and finished bathing!! &lt;br /&gt;haha yeah.. we sweat really hard.. with FUN and SMILES on our faces.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went home at 5.30PM. Fazelah`s board is with me because &lt;br /&gt;my house was near by so i brought it home for her.. her board&lt;br /&gt;sure is heavy.. and returning it to her if i see her again.. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. that`s all my beauties! ;) till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your day is just 4 days away... stay happy darling... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8397015473870712727?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8397015473870712727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8397015473870712727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8397015473870712727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8397015473870712727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-met-my-good-friends-friend-and-some.html' title='i met my good friend`s friend and some pro dudes.. :D'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3270705372389903497</id><published>2009-11-19T02:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T02:56:11.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home from malaysia &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i482.photobucket.com/albums/rr190/Danary1/photography.jpg" border="0" alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 country, complication happened, millions of smile and we have fun..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mannnnn! hello beauties! i`m home from MALAYSIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. well.. I did took videos but no pictures.. haha because we were &lt;br /&gt;having too much fun.. and also i apologize that i haven`t been blogging..&lt;br /&gt;because well.. these are the reasons before the trip started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I only wanna listen to the songs. :D&lt;br /&gt;2. I was lazzzzzzzzyy.. :P&lt;br /&gt;3. preparing my bag for the awesomess trip *excited smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeahhhhhh.. but I had GREAT BIG EPIC FUN!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I will be uploading the videos in Facebook.. but if i am not lazy or&lt;br /&gt;anything.. teehee, i`ll upload it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my own shopping and finally found the hairspray i need or maybe &lt;br /&gt;i`ll just say i`ll try it first and i`ll say that i FINALLY FOUND IT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought shirts and bracelets.. and stuffs hahaha.. yeah we did order &lt;br /&gt;some room service and had beef satay and brownie ice creaaaamm.. [ i guess ] TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just had ALOT OF FUNNNNNNNNN!! haha yeah and the third day was really sad..&lt;br /&gt;cause we had to leave already.. the food was delicious too i should say though&lt;br /&gt;I didn`t really eat my full.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah anyways.. that`s all i`m sharing.. not going to be posting a long one &lt;br /&gt;because i don`t really like typing.. i`d rather grab everything in my mind&lt;br /&gt;and throw them on the screen.. hahaha.. but well.. there`s videos right..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. oh-oh yeah.. we went to the King`s Palace too.. we went 'hiking', i`d say it like that.. we were ALL DEHYDRATEDDDDDD! GAH! but we made it all through =]&lt;br /&gt;so yeahhhhhhhhhhhhsh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`ll be ending `ere :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3270705372389903497?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3270705372389903497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3270705372389903497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3270705372389903497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3270705372389903497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/home-from-malaysia-3.html' title='Home from malaysia &lt;3'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-4459013719513011170</id><published>2009-11-12T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T03:10:23.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sister...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SvvsQ9SpLyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/O9myIOkF-yQ/s1600-h/DSC02924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SvvsQ9SpLyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/O9myIOkF-yQ/s400/DSC02924.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403171954035863330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sister who knew me inside and out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;center&gt;My sister holds me tight&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister kisses me goodnight&lt;br /&gt;My sister knows when I’m mad&lt;br /&gt;My sister helps me when I’m sad&lt;br /&gt;My sister is so smart&lt;br /&gt;My sister has my heart&lt;br /&gt;My sister loves me lots&lt;br /&gt;My sister ties the knots&lt;br /&gt;My sister is here to stay&lt;br /&gt;My sister I have until this very day&lt;br /&gt;My sister I wish you well&lt;br /&gt;My sister yes I can tell&lt;br /&gt;My sister asked if I lied&lt;br /&gt;My sister knows if I’ve cried&lt;br /&gt;My sister has moved away&lt;br /&gt;My sister is in my heart to and will always stay &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Carniz Fatima &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-4459013719513011170?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/4459013719513011170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=4459013719513011170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4459013719513011170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4459013719513011170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-sister.html' title='my sister...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SvvsQ9SpLyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/O9myIOkF-yQ/s72-c/DSC02924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-7944105274684295705</id><published>2009-11-10T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T04:11:42.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow SHITTY! haha.. i mean CITY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/crazy%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i559.photobucket.com/albums/ss38/PhotographyTare/Photography/so7.jpg" border="0" alt="Crazy Fun Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Friends are the bacon bits in the salad bowl of life."&lt;br /&gt;- Anon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooaaawwww.. yeahh! went out met with Vanessa first.. &lt;br /&gt;then we got into the bus 73 and thought of meeting Fazelah and SK at their&lt;br /&gt;nearby house`s bustop.. but when the bus stopped for passengers to be&lt;br /&gt;picked up, there were no familiar faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so instead, we decided to meet them in AMK Hub.. &lt;br /&gt;so when they arrived, we met Shafiq and Safwan at the MRT station..&lt;br /&gt;went up and OFF we go heading for Jurong West! along the way i met &lt;br /&gt;ABBY and AYA! awww.. their so adorable.. now they lived in Admiralty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. we chatted and had ourselves alot of fun..&lt;br /&gt;so when we have reached the station, checked for buses that would lead us there..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. we took bus 66 i guess.. teehee! and all the way BOOM! we reached SNOW CITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we payed and most of them.. well.. all of them has their passion card&lt;br /&gt;excluding me and Vanessa.. teehee! so we shared Safwan`s Passion Card and got a discount.. so we head to the place to get our gloves and our jackets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that.. oh-oh we didn`t get boots till much later.. &lt;br /&gt;we went in.. and WOW we took pictures there... we just followed instructions.. &lt;br /&gt;and we saw the slope where you can slide down.. Oh Em GEE! it was AWESOME! &lt;br /&gt;all of us got a floatee each and went up the staircase! we blew AIR OUT! WEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;i have been wanting to see myself blow air out.. and i have seeeen.. oh yeah while we were taking pictures, actually the last one, i caught a DEAD LIZARD! YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. RIP lil Lizard.. so we got up and kept going back up to do some sled racing.. hahaha.. well.. we didn`t race.. but we had lots of fun..&lt;br /&gt;though we shivered like one freezing Kid.. and Fazelah was fighting the cold off..&lt;br /&gt;but well all went out.. and the dudes helped her out because all of us are already freeeeeeezing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we WENT into SCIENCE CENTRE!! WABAUAHAHAHA.. went in FREE! got out FREE! WOOHAAA! haha.. yeah we ate and then all of us went to the interchange and Vanezz made her way off 105.. and the rest of us went to the MRT.. and we chat and laughed because of our 'favorite subject' hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. yeah and Shafiq and Safwan went their way and the 3 of us, Faz, SK and I went to take 73 and before taking the bus.. we went into Cheers because they wanna get something.. haah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, went out way there, got the bus and then we chat again and well.. we missed everyone because we all had fun.. ;) teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. then all of us went home.. our Jeans and ASS jeans were all WET! yeah.. it was AWESSSSSSSSSSOMMMMEEE!! hhahahaha.. i wuv all of them alot! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when all of us are already home, Vanessa said she was still in the bus.. wow.. teehee.. well.. all of us were freezing hard-core.. but we at least had LOTS of fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s all.. i love my beauties alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to what you say. Best friends listen to what you don't say."&lt;br /&gt;- Anon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-7944105274684295705?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/7944105274684295705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=7944105274684295705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7944105274684295705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7944105274684295705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/snow-shitty-haha-i-mean-city.html' title='Snow SHITTY! haha.. i mean CITY!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i559.photobucket.com/albums/ss38/PhotographyTare/Photography/th_so7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1820479182852254629</id><published>2009-11-07T20:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T20:33:24.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the necklace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/best%20friend%20necklace" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f217/mariot_photos/BEST_FRIEND_NECKLACE.jpg" border="0" alt="best friend Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave the BFF necklace i had since grade 3 to my BESTEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WAIDE WORLD, Vanessa Maria Rodriguez.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey there world full of beautiful people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a lawng time since i have checked in to blog. and yesterday was the&lt;br /&gt;last day of Catechism Class.. ]:&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/crying%20emoticon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i603.photobucket.com/albums/tt115/lalastarrr/emoticon/95.gif" border="0" alt="crying emoticon Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh its just oh-so sad! so next week there are no more classes anymore. which is like.. 'mannn.. gotta stay at home for so long.. ]: '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. so yesterday i was preparing and while i was browsing through this box full of necklaces, i found my 'Best Friend' necklace! I was like.. 'Oh Em Gee! I found my BEST FRIEND NECKLACE! oh-oh i`m going to give Vanessa the other half :D ' teehee.. so i skipped to my phone which was charging and I smsed her.. hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;she said she was crying.. awwww hahaha.. she`s the best friend i have eva eva HADDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i asked her.. do you want the 'best' side or the 'friend' side? she chose the 'friend' side.. so i gave it to her when we met in the bus.. haha.. i showed her the whole necklace first.. so she chose the 'friend' side.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after class.. we went around the church because we were bored.. then Vanessa said 'want to go to my employers house?' something like that because she babysat their son there.. which was just nearby.. so she made her calls and she said that we can`t because their son was in childcare and the parents are at work.. ]: so we went out of the church around the bungalows.. haha.. i went alone while Vanessa and Nicolla went ahead.. teehee! we actually wanna walk around and about and maybe find each other in some road.. LOL! and yeah.. it was not so creepy and really FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yeah.. we went back to church and we chatted, played, told jokes, [ the GARLIC lover.. teehee no offence ] and also we shared scary videos.. well.. I shared it with her.. about 'exorcist' thingy.. mannn.. it was DARN scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. then yeah.. all the fun began! hahaha.. went to church, heard mass and VA-LA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s all beauties! post till next time! :D&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1820479182852254629?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1820479182852254629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1820479182852254629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1820479182852254629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1820479182852254629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/necklace.html' title='the necklace...'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i603.photobucket.com/albums/tt115/lalastarrr/emoticon/th_95.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3568881542655571357</id><published>2009-11-02T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:34:23.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOOBOOOGOOHOOOO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/friends%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e78/BoiiCrazy4lyfe/photography/friends.jpg" border="0" alt="friends Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails. ~Donna Roberts. [ keep that in mind matey dino! ;) ]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww.. my best friend and close friend are both doing something fun outside..&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww-weeeee-poooooo-eeeyyyy... while i`m at home drowning into the pain&lt;br /&gt;with my hand because it got accidentally cut by a freaking chopper&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the potato.. but Dad, i have learnt my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germaine is in her friend`s house now baking cookies! haha mmmm-yummm!!&lt;br /&gt;Nezz is out with her friends playing games.. which concerns you runnin around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one is home.. and i`m waiting for either of them to SMS me.. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. well i`m just BORED! and i was actually accompanied&lt;br /&gt;by Adam`s shocking FUNNY NEWS! someone 'fell' into hearts with him! AHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;i am soo going to tease him in class this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. speaking of that, it is the last week for cat class.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;should i bring something to celebrate? i`m not sure.. =\&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha oh-oh! I wanna send each my friends a message!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.. congratulations buddy! you got more girls FALLING into the 'hole'.&lt;br /&gt;but don`t worry.. I won`t make it obvious in class.. I will just tease you till&lt;br /&gt;maybe you get your cheeks turning PINK! hahahahahahahahaha!! Oh goody goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nezz&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO MATEY DINO!!! wash up HOMIE!? hahahha.. how was your game&lt;br /&gt;with Sally? hahahaha.. I hope it was fun!! oh yeah i wanna party someday with&lt;br /&gt;ya.. don`t mind pressing the 'YES' button please mate? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Germaniac&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKIE! how was your COOKIES with your friend? hahaha hope you had a LOT of fun there&lt;br /&gt;hahha.. oh yeah and don`t forget your lollipop! hahaha.. just saying&lt;br /&gt;in case your mom throw is away from the horror sight of seeing MORE sugar! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. that`s it. i don`t wanna talk about how i had a freaking deep cut on my finger&lt;br /&gt;because it hurts.. laugh all you want haters.. because i am laughing too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwweeeehhh anyways shots out! i`m outta here! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later! MUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If you're alone, I'll be your shadow.  If you want to cry, I'll be your shoulder.  If you want a hug, I'll be your pillow.  If you need to be happy, I'll be your smile.  But anytime you need a friend, I'll just be me.  ~&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Silences make the real conversations between friends.  Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts.  ~&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Margaret Lee Runbeck, Answer Without Ceasing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3568881542655571357?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3568881542655571357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3568881542655571357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3568881542655571357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3568881542655571357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/friend-knows-song-in-my-heart-and-sings.html' title='WOOOBOOOGOOHOOOO!!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e78/BoiiCrazy4lyfe/photography/th_friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-2484985576022445745</id><published>2009-11-02T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:19:14.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this the right way or is the other??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/wonder%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g134/missloser413/Smudged%20Stuff/Photography1/You_wonder_if____by_Diesy.jpg" border="0" alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i would just sit or lie on my bed... wondering. 2 things.. at 1 time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me bloggers or people.&lt;br /&gt;can i create my imaginary friend into a true friend that i can see &lt;br /&gt;and be with whenever I have a problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. everyone has imaginary friends.. but we can`t see them.&lt;br /&gt;so i always need a 'friend' there.. anyone who takes anything. as in like&lt;br /&gt;problems and such.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a best friend.. but well.. we all get busy.. and sometimes i need someone&lt;br /&gt;to talk to.. but i wouldn`t wanna interrupt her.. so i just look at the stuff&lt;br /&gt;i am having problems with a sigh.. have so much of DEEP sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay thanks.. cookie is there for me to entertain me when bestie is busy.. &lt;br /&gt;but she needs top-up.. like i do.. so sometimes i get lonely to death sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. booored booored booored.. so going to stop here..&lt;br /&gt;quiet down.. its short i know.. TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shots out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-2484985576022445745?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/2484985576022445745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=2484985576022445745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2484985576022445745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2484985576022445745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-this-right-way-or-is-other.html' title='is this the right way or is the other??'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1188608311557382218</id><published>2009-11-01T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T04:19:05.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BURTDAY ABBY AND AYA! &amp; HAPPAYE HALLOWEEEEEN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/friends%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f327/bubble32/photography/friends-3.jpg" border="0" alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooouuhhh.. I enjoyed the mini partyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahhh.. I didn`t know the sisters were having their burtday on the same day!&lt;br /&gt;so on my previous post i wrote only Andrea`s name.. sigh.. should have known that Abigail was having the burtday tew.. haha.. anyways.. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY BURTDAY ABBY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went there.. and i thought that there would be many people there and some of them i do not know.. but guesss whut? I know all of them.. and Emily was there.. though she did look alittle different that made me not realize that it was her.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. lil mama went ahead with the oldest burtday gal and the young burtday gal was playing with Angelo.. so the oldest one is Andrea and young one is Abby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i sat and talked about alot of stuff with Emily and wondering where the eldest went because i didn`t see any 'dark' person.. haha.. not being mean yaww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. then they sang the burtday song and I sat SMSing Cookie..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. then i played the 'Date or Ditch' game in Em`s cell.. mann.. i didn`t get to finish my food.. anyways.. it was cold.. so it ain`t fresh.. so yeah.. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. then we headed for church.. accompanying mom and dad with the flyers.. though my sis and I sat in one room waiting for them.. TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;but i had fun in the house.. I played with Adrian`s little hand.. hahaha.. sooo funny.. hope to see him someday in church so i could play fighting with his siblings and himself.. though i`m only close with that dude.. teehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. that`s all for now.. shot OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1188608311557382218?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1188608311557382218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1188608311557382218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1188608311557382218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1188608311557382218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-burtday-abby-and-aya-happaye.html' title='HAPPY BURTDAY ABBY AND AYA! &amp; HAPPAYE HALLOWEEEEEN!!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f327/bubble32/photography/th_friends-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1598205639965733128</id><published>2009-10-31T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:48:18.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Burtday &amp; HALLOWEEN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/birthday%20cake%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i540.photobucket.com/albums/gg324/kelli1518/cupcake-birthday-cake.jpg" border="0" alt="cupcake. Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Aya [ Andrea ] , and HAPPY HALLOWEEN PEEPHOLERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there peeps all ovuh the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. yesterday.. the talk of 'everything' was VERY intuhresting..&lt;br /&gt;and we were all teasing about Adam. because he had been in a relationship earlier then &lt;br /&gt;we all though.. than the boys kept saying "haha.. ask Adam ah.. he knows alot of answers what.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyboos.. today is my friend`s birthday.. so i wished her and i am supposed to be out of the house already but its because my sister prepared late.. thanks to the addictive laggy game of L4D we can`t leave yet.. and thanks to her my mom and dad would start bragging and get their legs speeding up to get to 'Woodlands' and that is where they live.. i`m also going to go shoppin` there.. bwahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i`m here blogging.. and i`m loving my skin now.. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah some new interesting thing happened yesterday after class.. though it`s kinda boring putting them in that box.. teehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. from church went walking all the way to Hougang Point.&lt;br /&gt;2. bought new scent of cologne for Sam. [ personal reason if your smart enough to think what other`s might say...]&lt;br /&gt;3. packed up stuffs readily so Germaine could pick them up :D&lt;br /&gt;4. she came and I gave it to her.. BWAHAHAHA.. 2 months for her to finish the lolli! :D haha thanks Cookie! &lt;3&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... my sister just started putting clothes on herself and she just finished bathing.. obviously.. but anyways.. i`m still gonna get bragged anyway.. *whistles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. i guess that is all i`m sharing.. oh-oh! Cat Class ends next week.. so sad.. ]: and also the last day to talk about EVERYTHING! i love that class alot.. I MISS YOU PEEPIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1598205639965733128?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1598205639965733128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1598205639965733128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1598205639965733128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1598205639965733128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-burtday-halloween.html' title='Happy Burtday &amp; HALLOWEEN!!!'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-284656437301475419</id><published>2009-10-30T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T18:31:30.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sweet%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj303/bouncerbby/sweet%20photography/adorable.jpg" border="0" alt="tungzzz Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can`t wait this evening.. I am thinking of what to wear, wear with my hair up or messy down?? nothing seems to get in.. i`m thinking about the 'talk' right mate? *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj15/kellyneoh/49b643241f875.gif" border="0" alt="hello Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH HEY! I`m back my preciouso blogger readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. I don`t know if loads of peeps read my blog because my blog is hating on me..&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee273/Demian_SL/Smileys/thBummed_Emoticon.gif" border="0" alt="Bummed Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the tag board and the rest are at the bottom already.. so i may get readers but blind tags.. so it sucks.. i think i`ll find new skins today.. I kind of still wanna use the same one... ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo.. Halloween is starting! or has it started? haha.. i`m not on track with the calender.. :D anyways.. i think i want to get in track with what i`m going to post today.. and it sure does have something got to do with the picture i pasted up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... ahh.. well.. in the evening, mate and I would be going for our regular cat classes..&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emoticon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i948.photobucket.com/albums/ad326/nok_nara_2009/Emoticon_005_Tzuki.gif" border="0" alt="&amp;amp;#3627;&amp;amp;#3633;&amp;amp;#3609;&amp;amp;#3627;&amp;amp;#3621;&amp;amp;#3633;&amp;amp;#3591;&amp;amp;#3585;&amp;amp;#3619;&amp;amp;#3632;&amp;amp;#3650;&amp;amp;#3604;&amp;amp;#3604; Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thank God they still have it especially when its holidays were covering.&lt;br /&gt;but of course.. there is a stop for cat classes and preparing which class you are going to for next year.. and we`re preparing for our confirmation too!! WOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. our teacher is like our awesome 'school' teacher.. but i`d like to say that they are like our PUBLIC SCHOOL who allows us to wear whatever.. haha.. but yeah.. we are going to talk about 'private awesome' science. haha.. because we`re going to talk about whut whut whut?? 'RELATIONSHIPS'! matey dino and I can`t wait.. because i know that alot of us teens would want to know each and every answer to our questions.. and of course our teachers are married.. so yeah.. COOL MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should really say that i don`t really have much questions.. because most of them are the usage of our common sense.. like.. &lt;blockquote&gt;Is that guy right for me?&lt;/blockquote&gt; or like &lt;blockquote&gt;we barely know each other.. but we have a thing for each other.. should we go for it?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smiles%20emoticon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa297/dwane06/Hug_emoticon_by_smiekie.gif" border="0" alt="hugs Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. that are the 2 ones.. well.. i`m only going to ask about B.G.Rs because that is where you start and you go on along every year with that RIGHT partner.. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. well.. i`m not going to go on bragging as if i know everything now..&lt;br /&gt;because obviously.. i`m a kiddo who only cares about some stuffs.. and if i`m allowed to ask a certain question about a subject i need answers in, then i`d ask my own question.. TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. i have nothing to share.. even though i wanna share about last night/yesterday, i wouldn`t want to.. because it sure is long and I wouldn`t &lt;br /&gt;wanna type and think anymore... because that day is over but I know someday i`d talk about it.. TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-284656437301475419?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/284656437301475419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=284656437301475419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/284656437301475419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/284656437301475419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cant-wait-this-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj303/bouncerbby/sweet%20photography/th_adorable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-5705124343850427012</id><published>2009-10-28T05:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T01:04:25.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happy%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk242/lmfao_dick/Photography/sad-3.jpg" border="0" alt="happy and sad Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make someone happy.. instead of talking something bad about you think of the person to someone who is yet to find out how kind of a person she is.. get the facts right bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLLOOOOOWWWWW World full of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m here going to blog about something really interesting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i was not able to finish the whole post last night because i had some lots of people i`m talking with.. and i forgot about blogging TOTALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, I won`t be talking about last night.. but i will be talking about today.&lt;br /&gt;the class and I went to Yishun Safra [ whatever the name is.. it slipped away ] to try out a 'new' sport? well.. it wasn`t new for me or either was it scary.. i had experienced ROCK CLIMBING before.. and i had alot of assholing nice bruises and some blue blacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought that i wouldn`t be able to climb up but thanks to my awesome ass bud, i was. thanks Fazelah! [ she`s the awesome ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she and Hafiz, got to the top.. well.. Hafiz took both and it was kind of easy for him... and for myself, i stopped at the 5th tile.. i don`t know what it was called again but well.. as long it kind of made sense. I was actually able to go up but my legs wouldn`t listen to me.. nor do my hands because my hands were more exhausted then my legs.. and i couldn`t find any rocks to climb myself up, i didn`t want to give up myself, but i know holding on up there would really have thoughts on my friends` mind.. and many would want to get the opportunity to get up there again.. so i let it go.. down i went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went along with the boys.. i don`t know what is wrong with 'some' girls already.. i wouldn`t lend a mind as long as i have 'bestie' and my asshole! they are the only ones i am close with.. :D and i hope they wouldn`t change a single good thing about what i am.. cause i know the other girls don`t..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i was with SK, Sharnesh, Shafiq and Zahirah all along.. i actually wanna join in with Fazelah, but i know she wants to go with the other 'good' girls there.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am feeling myself change.. but in a good way already.. and thinking of something.. if some of the ponytails weren`t in school.. it was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. i am not trying to say something out of cruelty.. but that is what i just wanna let it out.. so i mind if someone talks about it.. but it wouldn`t bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also.. i have a question in mind. why would some people wanna 'settle'? like settle in a really fighting manner? that is what i strongly dislike most about people.. and i can`t believe mom would want to be 'part' of this little dot. why wouldn`t she wanna be part of a FAMOUS country, be one and then come here? oh mom.. she`s sometimes really is crazy... but i love her still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. i`ll be having an interesting talk about 'relationships' with my cat class teacher!! WOOOOOOO!! Nezz and I were like SOOOO interested.. and yeah.. I JUST CAN`t WAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIITTTTTT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.. oh yeah and went out with my close B.dudes today.. WOO! they were AWESOME.. saw someone there.. both siblings. well.. i know the brother and the sister.. but well.. i like the sister`s hair.. its gorgeous.. i admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i was thinking to be friend`s with her.. but i`ll wait till the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;WOO WOO WOO~! i was thinking of hanging out with Gabriel and Syah too.. we`ll see.. oh yeah i`m bringing some popos [ peepholes ] too! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. that`s what i want to do to enjoy my FREAKING HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s all close shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-5705124343850427012?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/5705124343850427012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=5705124343850427012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5705124343850427012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/5705124343850427012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/make-someone-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk242/lmfao_dick/Photography/th_sad-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-2652480136013575548</id><published>2009-10-26T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T03:45:29.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/music%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f327/bubble32/photography/music.jpg" border="0" alt="music Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you`ve got me popping champagne i`m at it again, caught up in the moment but not in the right way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey world full of peepies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i`m sick.. *sniff sniff* I don`t know.. i think i am.. firstly in school, we were in the needle room? where we usually do our workbooks.. so we were all in that room.. while i was sitted in between of Phoebe and Zahirah.. I just got so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off we went to class.. then Mr Lo came in and told us that he would bring us to the Cabada Lounge again.. so off we went.. and the seats were all taken up.. then we sat on the floor.. he put up a CD showing/playing "The Bee movie". I have seen it before and well.. it was boring.. but in order to kill time and boredom, I watched it instead.. no choice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... we went for recess, I didn`t eat a single thing because i just feel like vomiting.. so i left my stomach alone.. so went back up and got a seat... then i was TOO bored.. so i sat with SK and Shafiq.. took over Sharnesh`s seat.. while we make fun of some picture Shafiq took.. oh and the group sitted in front are playing Truth Or Dare... but i was making up some funny things about what i always do when i see SK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. was called up for the Overseas Learning Journey.. Sonjula and Kian Chun was actually chosen but they didn`t wanna.. Kian Chun its because he does not wanna make a new passport while Sonjula is heading a  trip to Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the Malay room for some briefing.. and Mr Lo. said that he is going to join us too.. so we were like.. you know... our usual reactions.. and then after that we headed down and Mrs Lee was there showing pupils her ph0to.. well.. i wouldn`t want to go further to that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to Vanezz house and i bought some chocos and gave Milo to Fazelah.. SK didn`t want anything so then we went off for HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so once i reached i saw Cheryl! haha she is like taller then me now.. so it was like.. i`m the shortest. but never mind.. i`ll still grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... i went home.. Nicolla was playing L4D. so i got the guitar and a cup of cooling water in the room and start strumming on the guitar... then i was SOO tired.. so i got myself some sleep.. the fan was COLD.. so i think from there i got a freaking cold? actually i think its because of the COOLING water and also the chocos... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then.. got up heard knockings on the door.. Nicolla appeared then i overtook using the computer.. while she cook some noodles for me... though i didn`t wanna eat it i have to... i`m sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i`ll still be attending school tomorrow.. i wanna attend so for the full year i wasn`t absent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s all folks! going back talking with my Cookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-2652480136013575548?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/2652480136013575548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=2652480136013575548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2652480136013575548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2652480136013575548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/youve-got-me-popping-champagne-im-at-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f327/bubble32/photography/th_music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1860371050650981493</id><published>2009-10-22T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T18:16:56.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The missing Diamond.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bored%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn183/milly-vinilly/135.jpg" border="0" alt="Bored chair photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being in the open watching you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey world full of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now let`s see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i was watching like alot of videos in youtube and its been a lot of months i had been craving over this diamond necklace. so instead i watched a DIY Diamond Necklace and one thing is that you gotta order the plastic/acrylic piece of diamond shaped necklace without the rhinestones on them so that is REALLY easy but the thing that made it difficult is that you gotta order it and it is at England. so it got even more knotty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i watched another kind. and it said that you use a clay and 'bake' them to make it hard and PAINT it... so that is another thing but i dislike painting and 'glossing' them.. it obviously will look pretty fake.. though its a DIY. but i would want to make it real as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really craving for it though i didn`t put it into my WISH LIST. because i am looking for plastic boards.. so i`d just try to cut it out in school using the D&amp;T room.. i would smoothen the edge and all.. i think i`d be worth the try.. so i just gotta need to find all these stuffs as soon as i can and i can just have it made soon. and ALL i need that is important is that i need to find a colored PLASTIC BOARD and rhinestones! Rhinestones that are BIG. i dislike it when it is small..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. if possible also.. I would go places just to find a DIAMOND necklace and just place rhinestones on them... and also some other kind of necklaces.. you know what? I just wish that we would be able to go to Australia.. then i think i would be able to buy them.. and bring it back here for a DIY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i think that is all.. though i think on the later evening i would go and fetch my mom and maybe off i go searching for all these items.&lt;br /&gt;that`s all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1860371050650981493?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1860371050650981493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1860371050650981493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1860371050650981493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1860371050650981493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/missing-diamond.html' title='The missing Diamond.'/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-604283533140891057</id><published>2009-10-22T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:00:50.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/laughing%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv282/nevershoutamy/photographyyyy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"...she`s so scene, Hollywood dreams... broken cause she`s no good at anything..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey world of peepies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... let me see.. it has been days not too much that i haven`t blogged. &lt;br /&gt;but now i sure am going to blog about something.. nothing about school but i sure am&lt;br /&gt;going to post about some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. today was the start of the O`s and i wished only 2 close friends i have... i wanted to wish Gabriel at the last minute.. but i think that he would be fine. haha i know thinking only for this person not for the rest.. because there are some reasons i didn`t send him a separate message...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today... school was totally boring.. i can`t think of anything last night nor anything interesting today in school.. so i am just going to talk about the day everyone was in the Cabada Lounge. well.. we just went in, and Mr Lo asked that we would be seeing a movie called "I not stupid 2", uhhh.. i wasn`t interested because i VERY dislike that movie ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. it`s all in Singlish.&lt;br /&gt;2. it`s boring.&lt;br /&gt;3. nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;4. seen it alot of times... &lt;br /&gt;5. it NEVERs make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;6. it`s making me sleep.&lt;br /&gt;7. it annoys me. because of some irritating singlish.&lt;br /&gt;8. makes me irritated.&lt;br /&gt;9. makes my body gain heat.. [ seriously ]&lt;br /&gt;10. it takes my concentration on something in my mind off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that are some reason why i don`t want to. and so does my other friends.. so my teacher packed out a bunch of CDs and called names of the title sliding at the back after by after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he picked out G Force.. but it`s quality wasn`t that nice. nor good. so they changed it to Transformers 2. and Iqmama called me "Megan Fox" the name of the pretty lady who i actually don`t like nor admire. but i can agree that she sure is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it ended really at a good superb timing. then we talked, listened to music secretly as we were not allowed to use our phones during class. or let`s just say during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went home with Nezz.. ditched Fazelah [ sorry dude ] because it was slapping forehead`s idea of ditching me too.. because we`re tired. haha.. but i feel really sorry... but i was having CRAMPS all day and sure it would be a reasonable reason for her to accept that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. went home thinking when would i be able to grow tall and also grow more "skin". haha you wouldn`t know what i mean by that. so just leave it :D nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and biggie and smallie sister are at home. I was sooo tired but really happy that the day is finally done for school.. tomorrow`s a holiday for us because it`s promotion day and yeah O`s continues.. till Nov. 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ends at Oct 30th. so last week`s the last day of school.. and i have no idea if i wanna attend the Class Gathering.. and I have to attend the Overseas Learning Journey with Fazelah, Nezz, Ashvin and Wei Siang. well.. i would want to be home soon because i wanna have a chat with my darlings. well and i`m so excited too because my best friend and I are going OVERSEAS! hahaha.. well in a country we`ve ALL been before.. and i DISLIKE that very VERY VERY much. I was hoping for Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would be the best and first trip out of the world, breathing new fresh air and without our parents.. I wished that alot. I hope that we`d be chosen again, the 5 of us, to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.. well.. i`ve got nothing much more to say darlings.. so i`m signing out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-604283533140891057?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/604283533140891057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=604283533140891057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/604283533140891057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/604283533140891057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-2897902558989361131</id><published>2009-10-17T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:23:41.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/thinking%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv69/funfreak2/Photography/274666_IMG_3394.jpg" border="0" alt="Thinking Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I knew i was very unsure... but when i saw you change place, ignoring your mom, I became VERY unsure again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m not going to say anything about the title or whatsoever... it`s funny, it`s memorable, it`s never written, it`s never thought... many answers to that... so it`s for you not to think what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the day goes like this for me...&lt;br /&gt;Catechism class was cut time short because our teacher said something like she wanna go see her son... so it was 10 minutes early.. so then mate and I went to the place to get drinks... we went to our usual place and sat at the place she wanted to sit on... soothing but i can`t see anyone who enters the place.. but it was cooooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked about bitches going to a restaurant ditching us both.. we didn`t care but i didn`t care more.. because whatever they do are completely stoopid.. mate agrees and I think i was right with my thoughts that the unknown un-named dude was a malaysian.. i didn`t care because from the start i don`t care a single thing they think, do, been doing, or whatever... it wasn`t my problem. but i talked with mate about it with questions in my mind.. i was pretty calm while my partner beside me was TOTALLY in flames... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we changed topic.. we talked about Nicolla`s ' mew meww ' cat nose shirt.. hahaha oh and hell yeah... thanks to the group who on-ned the fan for us.. haha we didn`t need it actually but thanks to them! *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we listened to music playing with each other`s phone.. oh-oh reminds me.. Sally!! hahaha that hilarious pwetty girly girl... hahaha.. she talked about send them a letter saying " I hate you f**kers! " HAHAHAHA! she sure do know how to crack some jokes.. and mate told me that she likes talking about shows.. HAHAHA! sooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways then... we went for mass.. ooooh i saw Sam changing place while his mom was wondering why he wanna sit there.. but i guess i knew the reason... sorry hun. &lt;br /&gt;then yeah.. i was alittle tired. but put on a smile.. haha oh yeah Father Michael.. HAHAHA! " ......it`s not always about DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE! " hahaha goodnesss moo moo... that made me and Nezzie laugh... yeah i like Father Mike.. he is HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home... smsing Sam and Germaine hun always.. :D then off playing L4D! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. got to go boom off now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-2897902558989361131?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/2897902558989361131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=2897902558989361131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2897902558989361131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/2897902558989361131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-knew-i-was-very-unsure.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv69/funfreak2/Photography/th_274666_IMG_3394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8357077477410186373</id><published>2009-10-15T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:32:33.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/couples%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff273/november---/photography/46e6ba4bd72ed.jpg" border="0" alt="couple Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wanted our 'quality time'? so... was that saying true? is it still valid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i`m so bored... waiting for the day and date so it won`t be tedious between us again... I enjoyed talking craps with your sis.. who i named Angel and Cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is like an interviewer... the one who interviews us and let across the person know.. whether if it is good or bad.. i just can`t help but reward her with thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one thing i was flown out of my chair was one thing i think you had to rewind. the thing she told me was one thing i can`t stand being in my sight. so to calm myself down and make myself some fun is to see you there without you knowing and seeing myself being stupid and not sure whether i should do this or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last answer was a wound. the last reply was red with fury. the days continued being long and funny with your sis...&lt;br /&gt;I was named then, SBs before.. then i was able to say 'that' word you sis and I laughed and talked about... i was then named SBTG... the name i think i fell for... for the night i whispered good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8357077477410186373?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8357077477410186373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8357077477410186373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8357077477410186373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8357077477410186373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-wanted-our-quality-time-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff273/november---/photography/th_46e6ba4bd72ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-6427702530310346495</id><published>2009-10-15T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T06:11:53.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/model%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i481.photobucket.com/albums/rr177/share128/model.jpg" border="0" alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`d rather model for you then living lovely in with you with something i find gross.. sorry hun.. but i just need ya to change that... *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hell yeah! today was the last paper... last exam paper... awwwwwww ho-oh-yeah..&lt;br /&gt;so Science paper is finally over.. and it was darn easy.. trust me i didn`t have difficulty doing any of the questions.. but the thing is that i did a last minute revision but i did revise on chapters i know i can`t remember or bad at... but it was awesome... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. went home with Phoebe, Fazelah, SK and Nezza.&lt;br /&gt;we were so hell yeah-ing happy... i was sooo hyper i almost got shocked by a motorcycle.. and i kept holding my hands up showing SK, they know the meaning.. haha.. but they didn`t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah... Fazelah and I then decided to go to Sim Lim and Nezza was coming along.. going to cut it short... then in the end Nezza can`t go cause of some sort of whatever thing happened.. i don`t remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. we got up the bus and i saw Hui Hui.. LOL! we waved hard.. she was like SHOCKED.. LOL! hahaha.. yeah then we talked about stuffs in the bus.. and i thought that we have gone over board on the bus... but in the end we didn`t actually.. we were safe.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went on to Sim Lim tower.. thanks to Fazelah`s eyes i finally bought L4D CD and i was like playing with it hard core with my sister.. hahaha.. but it got kind of laggy.. i got pissed.. then sister`s friends came around the house disturbing me.. i got pissed so i shouted at them.. they left.. buggers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went walking around looking for cheaper and branded phones.. but can`t find Fazelah`s one and only.. haha so then we went to Bugis.. we totally went shopping.. and we went into this extension shop... i bought the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SCENE LEOPARD HAIR&lt;/span&gt;!! YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! Fazelah like the extensions too!! hahaha and actually i wanna buy the coon and normal blue extension which costs me a total of 23 bucks.. and i only got the Leopard one because it cost 10 bucks.. so i paid with cash.. then went to ask a sales lady where the nearer one is.. so we went and we checked.. FUCK i only have 8 bucks left in there... SHIT! so we ditched her instead.. really sad you know.. hahaha we tried on wigs and made fun of ourselves also.. HAHAHA! we had an awesome great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we kept walking.. and we got cash to eat here and there... BAMMM! so nice man hanging out with Fazelah.. hahahha.. then yeah out legs got cramped out because i was accompanying her to find her a dress she wants.. but it was over her budget... 18bucks.. she could only afford 12bucks.. i would want to help but i had no cash in hand.. awwww.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yeah legs cramped out.. vlavlavla.. went home... we just had a great time alright.. it is a freaking long story... we had AN AWESOME TIMEEEEE! hahaha thanks Fazelah! that`s all peepies~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i518.photobucket.com/albums/u342/zinuca23/emoticons/LOVE_web.gif" border="0" alt="emoticons Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sorry babe... i have to give you peace only after your exams are over... i miss the moments..&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i699.photobucket.com/albums/vv359/ChimeraHomunculus/emoticons.gif" border="0" alt="Flipped cookie love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but just have what we need and craved... i wuv you.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg4/muiichycsz/thCafe_Pupu_Emoticons_by_Dust_Bunny.gif" border="0" alt="in love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the final words i`ve always want you to know...&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sad%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t260/justwildaboutharryk/emoticons/sad.gif" border="0" alt="sad Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-6427702530310346495?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/6427702530310346495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=6427702530310346495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/6427702530310346495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/6427702530310346495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/id-rather-model-for-you-then-living.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i518.photobucket.com/albums/u342/zinuca23/emoticons/th_LOVE_web.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1104219586307372259</id><published>2009-10-12T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T01:39:01.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/laughing%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f372/backseatdisco/Photography%20and%20whatnot/molly8.jpg" border="0" alt="Molly Laughing Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;it was only fun when the time turned to get me to laugh... thanks JJ for the loud fart you gave out.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... we had CPA paper.. i think i was not prepared for a question i didn`t understand but know off.. it was the check spelling error something.. it was really hard to find at least a good answer.. but i gave a ridiculous one.. i mean excuse that.. i really had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that.. we were on our way to Hougang Mall.. finally decided on that because it took us a long time to decide which Hougang should we take.. which was either the Mall or the Point.. so instead went to the Mall.. well honestly i chose that because it was a long time since i stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... we reached and before that... Zahirah and JJ quarelled over their body. i don`t know.. like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JJ: "EH MY BODY MORE SEXIER THEN YOU AH!"&lt;br /&gt;Z: : SO WHAT?! YOU THINK I JEALOUS AHH?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. like that.. and people attract it right? i mean they were wailing, screaming and wailing words i don`t understand. but then we went on the bus on the way... then we stopped by a phone shop where they commented they wanna change phone and vlavlavla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then everything just happened.. went to the library and a women screamed at us to Fuck off.. so we screwed the hell outta her and went down... walking around... we went to eat at Long John`s first actually... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then everything then in the Library when mate wanna go to the toilet,&lt;br /&gt;JJ was like lying down on the chair when she gave out a loud FART. HAHAHA! everyone bursts out laughing... and well as i can see that Nezza`s pee was about to go off.. they were laughing hard.. and only that moment i laughed hard.. nothing seemed funny there. only her loud fart. [ at least i was being honest... i think no one noticed that... ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. went home leaving JJ, Fazelah and Nezz who still wanna go window shopping.. actually i wanna tag along.. but i know i would not have fun because they were seeing phones and window shopping... i don`t know.. whenever i think of that lad&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l40/rapanui_72/emoticons/love.png" border="0" alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, i get butterflies in my tummy and i just smile to myself... i think his sister is a phykick or something.. cause she already know everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. then on the way home.. i still have butterflies in them.. its like i can`t wait to meet him as well... though i know that he would rather be with his "lover" instead of meeting up.. i don`t know... but i know that he can`t wait to meet up because he tells his sis almost EVERYTHING we talked about.. haha..&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd4/likacunha/emoticons/in_love.gif" border="0" alt="love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. his sister is the best though.. i can say.. but that lad is the best to train in with... :D i should say that i am falllllllling.. yeah what-ebba.. i am stating a fact. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. time to go... i don`t wanna screw myself up... i wanna talk to the siblings&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i841.photobucket.com/albums/zz331/cottage-girl/Emoticons/love.gif" border="0" alt="Love Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.. i feeeel alllliiiive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1104219586307372259?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1104219586307372259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1104219586307372259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1104219586307372259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1104219586307372259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-was-only-fun-when-time-turned-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f372/backseatdisco/Photography%20and%20whatnot/th_molly8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-4682626402628829585</id><published>2009-10-08T01:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T02:05:54.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bored%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn183/milly-vinilly/56.jpg" border="0" alt="bored girl photography grass Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang... I got oh-so-so bored... I don`t wanna change anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey world of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. hey hey.. i am keeping it in for awhile now. and as you all know, when i kept saying that i`ll buy the CD [L4D], i won`t have it the next day or maybe when i come home, and someone will be looking to it, i won`t have it. if you think that i have not much money on that, i sure do have it ready actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also in school, ART class was always the best though art ain`t my favorite thing. only the part in painting. I love the batch i`m in. all the awesomess peepies.. i must be honest, i think i like those people, exclude some though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during morning teachings of Math with Mr Lo, he told us that 5 special students were chosen to go on for the Overseas Learning Journey Trip and found out in the end after math remedial with Mr Lo again to MALAYSIA! WHAT?! I was like looking forward to Australia, so does my mates. we were LOOKING FORWARD TO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the end chosen amongst all was Malaysia.. like HELLO! who have not been there before? and among all that place?! wow.. our jaws dropped with our big round EYES.&lt;br /&gt;but the dudes were at the back though. and told us that they were going.. at first we didn`t feel like it, but in the end we fell for NOT SURE. because my mates said that half of their mind felt like going half not. while for me, i feel nothing. and they really want us to go and Fazelah said that we have class gathering but the teacher said that he`ll talk to Mr Lo and postpone it for us to at least have the feeling and experience what it`s like. and he said that he`ll talk Mr Lo about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i know that he`ll probably agree to it you know. but anything is fine with me. but with the budget too you know. i don`t want WASTING a freaking big sum of money [ even though it cost around 40bucks TOLD! ] on a freaking trip i dislike going in the end.. but i pray that it`ll be great fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... then we went to fill in particulars on a piece of paper given when we entered. but i still feel like going to Australia.. i wanna go there and get at least some awesome souvenirs and also seeing places they have like the AWESOME OPRAH BUILDING! i don`t wanna go to Malaysia.. it sure is freaking boring. i prefer church camp in Majodi. though i regretted not bringing some gums back.. thought that we would be caught for it.. TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. whatever now.. tomorrow we will be dismissed early in the morning.. going out FOOD shopping with Fazelah and SK. then maybe after some food shopping going out with mate.. not sure.. but maybe. I am just looking forward to finishing exams doing my very fcuking BEST and also get the hell out in that STOOPID STREAM. which is seriously killing me. i hate staying in that pathetic stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is why i wanna learn and study hard-core! i sure am WIDE AWAKE NOW! i finally know and confirmed which stream i wanna continue the road on! I don`t wanna be going to a long way to awesome life.. i wanna finish school GREAT find an awesome job and live a happy life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want that.. and i know that I, myself don`t wanna disappoint anyone right? and it sure is embarrassing staying in a stream where none of my couzz is. even my best friend [filipino] when i was in primary 3. we met in the same high school suddenly.. but not close anymore.. but my mom and her mom is.. her sister is cute. I want her to be my couzz.. like we said to each other when we met in high school... though i have an AWESOME FUNNY WEIRD best friend now.. and she has an awesome best friend too.. I won`t forget sweet memories right?? i know that in junior school, my best friend now has a best friend too.. SALLY!! that hilarious person! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i won`t be backstabbing any good peepies. If i do, you know i`ll return an apology not to those who are really arrogant to start some kind of fight. that is really a sadist. painful and impatient.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cute%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm74/hyuana13/Cute%20Emoticons/dokuro.gif" border="0" alt="skull Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... nothing much to say today... &lt;br /&gt;so wish me luck peepies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cute%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm74/hyuana13/Cute%20Emoticons/rip.gif" border="0" alt="mwuah Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cute%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm74/hyuana13/Cute%20Emoticons/usagi.gif" border="0" alt="bunny Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cute%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm74/hyuana13/Cute%20Emoticons/keitai05.gif" border="0" alt="celphone Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cute%20love%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i515.photobucket.com/albums/t352/tony333y/Emoticons%20and%20stuff/LoveHands.png" border="0" alt="Cute hands Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-4682626402628829585?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/4682626402628829585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=4682626402628829585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4682626402628829585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4682626402628829585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/dang.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm74/hyuana13/Cute%20Emoticons/th_dokuro.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8687962809071513273</id><published>2009-10-05T04:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T04:48:15.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sad%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i442.photobucket.com/albums/qq145/123_SMILE__/Photography/d1d6a509.jpg" border="0" alt="Sad :( Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it not working on me? why does it only work on awesome people? do i really have to do something to get it done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.. i am oh-so so upset about that.. Safwan sent me a link to download L4D for freh. but i was not able to get the oh-so damning link open. it was like the easiest thing to get it to be played like for a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LIKE OH-MY-GAH! what the heck is going on here?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;is it like not fair or what?! i mean people get stuffs more on their freaking cell. while i can only get some. and they can get freaking links open while i can`t. like what the fish?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what now? i gotta get the CD?! good heavens! i really really wanna save money till it is the right time to get some spent out. but i thought that i could save it but i can`t now. pathetic man. i thought of getting the CD today with Nezzie. but in the end i thought of getting it after exams. i mean it`ll be more fun won`t it?&lt;br /&gt;but it would be better having it for freh instead of giving your hard-earned preciouso moneh on it. i just hoped it was a game that could be downloaded on the internet instead of buying the CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i`m skipping on to another subject. Nezzie and i have difficulty on which restaurant to eat lunch for, but in the end went for neBo. dang. we ate the same one and made hilarious jokes and debates too.. dang it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the toilet.. POOF EEEW! it smelled like shit. yes i mean it. S-H-I-T! and when it was my turn on the toilet beside matey, the women [ girl ] from SGSS came out and when i have not even got in the toilet, it smelled shit, seriously it was freaking strong.. and i knocked on the wall to tell Nezzie i was beside her cubicle and she said it was smelly right? i laughed with a yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went off.. haha i didn`t know that she was waiting for me.. because i didn`t see her so i waited for her outside.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then we went off walking.. than i saw someone familiar.. OH-MY-GAH! IT`S SALLLLLYY?!!?! HAHAHAHAHHAHA!! she was wearing a mini skirt and a top bought from BUS STOP in AMK. HAHAHA and she saw me and waved at Nezzie saying "Hi Vanessa!!" hahahahahaha.. we kept laughing, her parents were there too.. and she wore school shoes.. goodnees! hahahahahaha!! well no offence, but i kinda like her skirt.. color only though. i don`t really like the top.. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. then when we left, i saw Adrain! hahahahaha.. i missed that chap alot.. even though he lived in Woodlands and schooling in AMK because he lived in AMK once and shifted to Woodlands.. lucky handsome chap. &lt;br /&gt;he said "EYYYY!!" with a wide grin and hahahahaha.. he was awesome.. but really weird in some way.. haha anyways then we went to get our pencil tangles! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-oh!!!! i remembered something!!! Nezzie and I had a DEBATE! hahaha.. anyways nothing more to say.. just talked and joked on about Sally first time seeing her wearing those.. TEEHEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you luck again.. wish me too.. I Wish you with an "M". i`ll be waiting till November...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/model%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i527.photobucket.com/albums/cc355/iwa_rawwr/6055_102035066474429_10000003809416.jpg" border="0" alt="Iva Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting on 13!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8687962809071513273?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8687962809071513273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8687962809071513273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8687962809071513273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8687962809071513273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-is-it-not-working-on-me-why-does-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i442.photobucket.com/albums/qq145/123_SMILE__/Photography/th_d1d6a509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-4457123748766757718</id><published>2009-10-03T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:44:15.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sy1QxvKZjbY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sy1QxvKZjbY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey world! i just wanna share this awesome song... spread it away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search my heart, search my mind, search my soul&lt;br /&gt;Make me clean, make me new, make me whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my plans, all of my dreams, I lay them down before Your feet&lt;br /&gt;All of my time, all that was mine, I now submit to Your design&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are the one only one that give it all away for me&lt;br /&gt;that give it all away for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength, You are my God, you are my King&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, You make me dance, You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my plans, all of my dreams, I lay them down before Your feet&lt;br /&gt;All of my time, all that was mine, I now submit to Your design&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are the one only one that give it all away for me&lt;br /&gt;that give it all away for me (give it all away..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything inside, everything outside, I give it all away&lt;br /&gt;[ Aaron Shust Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;You never change, but You rearrange my heart more everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my plans, all of my dreams, I lay them down before Your feet&lt;br /&gt;All of my time, all that was mine, I now submit to Your design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my plans, all of my dreams, I lay them down before Your feet&lt;br /&gt;All of my time, all that was mine, I now submit to Your design&lt;br /&gt;'Cause You are the one who can make my life complete&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who can give light to my feet&lt;br /&gt;You are the one, Only one who that give it all away for me&lt;br /&gt;that give it all away for me...&lt;br /&gt;that give it all away&lt;br /&gt;that give it all away for me...&lt;br /&gt;that give it all away for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search my heart, search my mind, search my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer: Aaron Shust&lt;br /&gt;Song: Give it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-4457123748766757718?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/4457123748766757718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=4457123748766757718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4457123748766757718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4457123748766757718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-hey-hey-world-i-just-wanna-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8844267027374758065</id><published>2009-10-03T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T06:32:57.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/best%20friend%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn19/girly_girl_graphics/Quotes%20or%20Sayings/44006-24-2009.png" border="0" alt="Friend Quote and Friendship Quote and Cute Quote Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/illustration" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Art%20best%20images/illustration21.jpg" border="0" alt="illustration Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell for the 'missing' trap for lil bee... I know he`ll know that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mannnnnnnnn.. today was really COLD but awesome.&lt;br /&gt;mate, sis and I were freaking early today for catechism class, but my sister does not have catechism class so instead she went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... my mate was being chosen to say the opening prayer while i was chosen to state the closing prayer.. wow.. in the end i didn`t say it.. but i know the next week i will. well not confirmed with that.. but i have a feeling about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. after catechism classes, we went down to Esso and Nicolla met us there. we bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOODIES! &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Sugar roll&lt;br /&gt;strawberry roll&lt;br /&gt;3 chicken pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRINKS&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;Blue Pink Dolphin&lt;br /&gt;Milo in can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent a total of $11? 11 bucks so-so.. around there. but Nezzie didn`t spend EVERYTHING ON US.. we gave up money as well.. we are not those who like others to spend on us when we don`t spend a single thing.. i HAVE to spend at least something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the original place where we usually hang out. and it ain`t the canteen anymore, its like a very natural place to be.. i don`t know what it`s called.. but saw Gabby there.. didn`t care to wave or even say hi.. he was busy looking at us to see if we`d even wave,smile or say a simple "Hello" or "Hi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got up a seat. then we chattered, talked craps, ate, laughed and made alot of silly things there.. but Gabriel and friends were studying.. not till we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived, they sort-of stopped. but we lowered down our volume because there was another group studying too.. but they weren`t looking as if they were.. but still lowered down our volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then half-way, Gabriel made a damn loud sound. we starred at him weirdly.. and he stopped because he knew people were in there. so yeah, well.. all of us are brothers and sisters :D we do that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we TALKED SHIT AND BIRDOYS! hahahhhaha..&lt;br /&gt;then we went on for mass... &lt;br /&gt;anyways... lets seeeeeeeeeeee more on it next time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you goood-luck. make sure you have some fun stuffs to share with me.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8844267027374758065?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8844267027374758065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8844267027374758065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8844267027374758065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8844267027374758065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-fell-for-missing-trap-for-lil-bee.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn19/girly_girl_graphics/Quotes%20or%20Sayings/th_44006-24-2009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8414161109677771139</id><published>2009-09-30T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T05:44:28.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/studying%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l84/KeithBrinegar/buddhism_3.jpg" border="0" alt="Buddhism Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words, study hard.. and that`s what i`m going to do.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cute%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j56/kristen6906/emoticons/cute.gif" border="0" alt="cute Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright peepies~! now i`m going to get you guys on a small post here.. because i gotta go study in my room later on.. well not exactly in MY room but on the dining table once my parents finished eating their dinner... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can`t be in my little room because lil sister is doing her work too.. giving her piece.. and guess what? something just WEIRD HAPPENED.. just NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my mom that i studied.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smilies%20emotion" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k147/mareegaw1/Smilies/icqlite18.png" border="0" alt="huh Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well its a fact! and she does not believe me.. haha she should but something made her choose to dis-believe it.. you know what made her? it`s her FUNNY anger.. my mom is alittle like really UNIQUE.. she has some funny angers which are actually, my mom would not scold us or do whatever bad things to us for real, she fakes them.. and she has much more on the serious anger.. that you know.. she`ll throw her slippers everywhere.. hahaha.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smilies%20emotion" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k147/mareegaw1/Smilies/icqlite26.png" border="0" alt="laugh Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then... i studied for like awhile, browsed through my maths book and did my science homework.. didn`t skip any only A question i didn`t understand.. oh-oh also i need to remind myself, get something to eat tomorrow and NO HANGING OUT! gotta study hard core as exams is just living next door.&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smilies%20emotion" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k147/mareegaw1/Smilies/mf_depressed.gif" border="0" alt="Depressed Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. alright.. gotta go back to my books now.. their calling for me.. well that`s all my dear peepies.. even though how much i hate you, i`ll give you a BIG hug!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smilies%20emotion" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k147/mareegaw1/Smilies/arms.gif" border="0" alt="big hug Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! Later!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/smilies%20emotion" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k147/mareegaw1/Smilies/arms.gif" border="0" alt="big hug Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cute%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n100/justhope_36/Emoticons/cute.gif" border="0" alt="cute Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie Apatheticc is currently tap dancing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cute%20emoticons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p53/giorgiaD/cute%20emoticons/throbot.gif" border="0" alt="robot Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8414161109677771139?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8414161109677771139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8414161109677771139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8414161109677771139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8414161109677771139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-other-words-study-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j56/kristen6906/emoticons/th_cute.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-1763160500886042507</id><published>2009-09-28T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T03:50:49.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/pissed%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i190/midniteyes/quotes/pissed_off-737809.gif" border="0" alt="bodies Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;seriously.. i really love that, oh goodness... it`s really pathetic doing those things on "walkie-talkies".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. reading that really tells you what i`m up to now. you can tell i can pissed.. but thanks to Ms D. i was calmed down.. even Syndrome and owner is damn pissed when she heard me "talking" weirdly on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares right?? you know what? i don`t mind settling things nicely on the phone.. but i MIND settling it when you wanna talk back with attitude.. cause to me, when someone talks like that... it means, you are showing people what type of person you are, like not talking nicely.. and not only that, how you want the person you are fighting with, mean to you. when you fight. and you know what? I came up with that.. and it really is true.. I don`t even care whether you believe me or not. cause not one asked you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know.. i asked to settle things nicely to her first.. cause you know that person, she may be a person i dislike being with or dislike something about her, but maybe it`s something we don`t see in that person.. people do things for A REASON. &lt;br /&gt;but honestly... what kind of friend, does not cherish every single one? huh? who? no one? there is... a person who only thinks of oneself.. and that person may know that people dislike it but still does it, really lets people down. i am not stating it because i hate someone.. its a fact i`m stating... and i know everyone came across it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its good that if oneself wants to settle things nicely don`t you think? you know.. i don`t really understand why people would want someone to go to where the person is and settle it.. don`t you think its alittle bit too much? now here, that is also a phrase i know is really popular when 2 people start to fight.. i don`t get it AT ALL. but i don`t even know why i follow it... weird.. gotta kick that pathetic phrase off.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and peepies.. just remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it`s better taking the first move asking to settle things nicely.. instead of waiting for either to start.. cause in the end, none of you would even start, and the hatred would lay in your heart forever and for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for me, i know i did talk back and i know i did do something wrong. but i asked for the settlement first.. and even state an "honestly i feel..." statement.. don`t you think its already enough? and even though my friend who i fought with does not wanna settle it, i`m fine with it. because i asked and it was being rejected.. it`s fine.. cause you feel calmness inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i`m telling you peepies this, because it is a fact and believe or not, it`s better to stay friends then enemies.. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-1763160500886042507?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/1763160500886042507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=1763160500886042507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1763160500886042507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/1763160500886042507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/09/seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i190/midniteyes/quotes/th_pissed_off-737809.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3090408461884437218</id><published>2009-09-26T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:44:29.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bffl" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i430.photobucket.com/albums/qq28/dimonds8768/Decorated%20images/Bffl.jpg" border="0" alt="lol Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUN SYNDROME BITCH! RUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey.. a new brilliant day for a brilliant post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.. lets see.. oh yeah, i am sure going to use my Today`s but not on the long basis kind.. alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, after i ate my breakfast, i went to my parent`s room to sort-of tune my guitar, then looked for my sis and found out that she was actually in the room hiding. well actually she was studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then talked about buying the awesome-ness fugging L4D. then i went to get the computer on because i saw that the CPU was on.. but well.. i love this CPU, this computer is LIL COLA AND I TUH USE! well.. so does my Dada and mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can`t type anymore.. listening to All Time Low, Break your little heart.. dang give me a while, i need to rock on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/diamonds" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i563.photobucket.com/albums/ss78/digitalie_/25quidw.jpg" border="0" alt="Diamonds Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after rocking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i`m back now.. anyways i think i am going to get the CD-uh tomorrow.. hope that it dosen`t matter about age ya`know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mate also suggested that after i got the Cd then we would go and watch a movie which was already out yesterday... oh and yeah, attended freaking GOOD HOLY MASS YESTERDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang i enjoyed everything when Dada and mama said that we can eat ANYWHERE. they didn`t care about the price.. and we went to neBo, but in the end Dada and mama didn`t enjoy it.. haha tsk tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Dada actually wanted to drink coffee but there was none in neBo so he took the same drink as my lil sissy.. which was the hot drink.. well i got the ice-lemon-tea one.. and the she-male was there.. didn`t know what gender s/he is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but s/he was really coolio.. should i say that or should i say, i pricked my hand on the hot grilling pan because i was really addicted to s/him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well whatever.. i think that person is bio or something.. no offence but i can say&lt;br /&gt;that, that person is from Australia.. because a friend of mine named Jason, a scene guy is from Australia.. and he said that he had a friend that looked like him here&lt;br /&gt;in this country.. and i think i found that person.. that person is working in neBo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. so darn interesting.. anyways i am rocking on to the song while typing and i am shaking up and down my head.. while typing.. good and accurate eh.. HAHAHAHA.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. anyways.. i have nothing more to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why didn`t you reply? i waited for around 3 days... i thought other-wise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3090408461884437218?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3090408461884437218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3090408461884437218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3090408461884437218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3090408461884437218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/09/run-syndrome-bitch-ruuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i430.photobucket.com/albums/qq28/dimonds8768/Decorated%20images/th_Bffl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-6800989702678190845</id><published>2009-09-25T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:46:34.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bokeh%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l1/greenieadi/bokeh2.jpg" border="0" alt="bokeh Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i`ve seen the crash with my Dada and Mama.. &lt;3! licking the kick off my feet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey green blue world! good morn to every one of you nature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. this is going to be a weird post if i does sound and seem like one once you have read everything.. i am going to post about what happened right from the start after i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up fresh and my right eye was sore.. thanks to my hands rubbing my beautiful eye.. and it got sore after that... i felt really fresh.. not REALLY but fresh.. just fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off i went to the bath room.. time to freshen up! did business first.. can`t stand up washin up with my heavy bladder still carrying dirty pee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;washed up.. then yay! after gotten freshen up, my sore eyes drifted away... thank God. ooops.. yes.. i did flush the toilet.. haha who doesn`t know that... creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the dining room and before gotten myself freshen up, i know i did saw my parents sitting on the dining room chatting... then when i went out, they were not there.. not noticing the gate was wide open.. i went into the kitchen, they were not there either.. so then i went out.. and saw my parents out starring down the building.. i followed their line of sight and saw that there was a car taxi accident..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really a car though.. but some sort of van.. a mini truck.. yeah a truck.&lt;br /&gt;no one got hurt.. i asked them what happened.. Dada said that they heard a loud CRASH.. and went outside.. but when i was in the toilet.. i didn`t hear anything.. oh well.. maybe i was busy doing business.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i stood by and watched for a while.. then headed back inside.. nothing to eat so instead i made myself some cooling lime juice drink... mmm-hmmmm.. it was soooooo delicious... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. i asked Dada that why can`t i go Skyping.. and then i told him the problem and he told me the answers to my problem.. and it WORKED!! YES I COULD GO SKYPING AGAIN!! yayYyy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.. well.. good now here.. i`m not going to post about Lizzie Apatheticc`s Today`s.. because if i am, it would be a really short one.. so yeah.. skipping it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe later at night, i would continue on Lizzie Apatheticc`s Today`s... cause i know that there would be alot going on and more on today today today today and todays, so yes.. tonight will be the night i`ll post my todays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Dada and Mama for everything... you do know that i wuv you even though i am such a brat right? haha yes i know you do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-6800989702678190845?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/6800989702678190845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=6800989702678190845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/6800989702678190845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/6800989702678190845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-seen-crash-with-my-dada-and-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8465306970617352269</id><published>2009-09-25T03:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T03:30:42.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/bokeh" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i138/KyussLovesGlitter/LaBeouf%20Of%20The%20Rebellion/BokehFilter.jpg" border="0" alt="Bokeh Filter Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ve gotten great lately... I took my 'drug' today.. and it made me high and hyper.. thanks to Lil Syndrome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo-ow wo-ow peepies.. my 'drug' is not the thing you are thinking or talking about. the 'drug' i mentioned was L4D. well.. i can ask my brother to download it for me, free, but well.. let`s just say that he 'sells fish'. you should know what i mean by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i think that i have gotten really addictive to 'My Todays' lately. I was thinking that if i have nothing to post about.. i could just do my today`s. so it would really make it short and simple. that is why it is going to be named, &lt;br /&gt;::The Simplicity of Lizzie Apatheticc`s Today`s:: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why I named it Lizzie Apatheticc its because, Syndrome named me that.. :D thank you Syndrome.. Alien and Syndrome must be used to calling me that.. oh and another reason WHY it is LIZZIE not YASMIN, its because Syndrome said that she though of calling me Lizard, but it sounded like Lizzie.. and I lalalaloooved that name.. so instead she called me Lizzie.. sounded like Nezzie the Syndrome. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. if you hate seeing my today`s, then skip it.. but don`t cry if i end up my post after my today`s yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went for an excursion to Compass Point.. it was normal.. not fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;today, i went sad because i thought that i can`t go to syndrome`s house to play L4D.&lt;br /&gt;today, i went happy because syndrome then allowed me but only for 3hours and a half.&lt;br /&gt;today, i went to syndrome`s house and played many levels of L4D.&lt;br /&gt;today, i overcame my fear of facing the zombies.&lt;br /&gt;today, i was soooooo darn happy because i took my L4D game at syndrome`s house.&lt;br /&gt;today, after blogging, i am going to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;today, after i bathe, i would study.&lt;br /&gt;today, after playing L4D at syndrome`s house, i stayed for another 2hours.&lt;br /&gt;today, in order to kill time till 2 hours`s over, Syndrome cooked dinnuh for me.&lt;br /&gt;today, i watched TV with syndrome while eating her yummy food and my all time favorite drink, WATUH.&lt;br /&gt;today, i am listening to All Time Low. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;today, i have said the 13th todays. and going to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;today, i sang a song randomly but with good lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;today, i swept the floor.&lt;br /&gt;today, i am going to smell really good after bathing.&lt;br /&gt;today, i smelled syndrome`s oh-so nice fragrance of soap. &lt;br /&gt;today, i smiled.&lt;br /&gt;today, i grinned.&lt;br /&gt;today, i accidentally touched a freaky man in a relationship with a freaky women in the bus on the way home..&lt;br /&gt;today, i gave a disgusted face when i ACCIDENTALLY touched his freaky shirt.&lt;br /&gt;today, i miss Alien and Syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;today, i am posting in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;today, i plurk-ed twice.&lt;br /&gt;today, i scratched my hand and blood oozed out. &lt;br /&gt;today, i`ve said the 27th today. and stopping here.&lt;br /&gt;today, i know i should stop but i wanna say one more thing, I am going to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha that`s it.. well yeah i just love when i played L4D today..&lt;br /&gt;just hope to do well in my exams and also... well.. God making my wishes and dreams come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s all.. DO WELL MY BUTTOCKS! I WUV YOU ALL! REMEMBER THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really is blessed having a friend by your side hearing out what you need to let it out.. it really is blessed being in this world.. I Love God and my buttocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps-out! Later! [ a new way of the 2nd good-byeeeeee ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8465306970617352269?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8465306970617352269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8465306970617352269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8465306970617352269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8465306970617352269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-gotten-great-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i138/KyussLovesGlitter/LaBeouf%20Of%20The%20Rebellion/th_BokehFilter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-7529893399243615047</id><published>2009-09-24T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T05:08:08.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SrtcH3BmWTI/AAAAAAAAAW8/rfk1vWniK0Y/s1600-h/the+original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SrtcH3BmWTI/AAAAAAAAAW8/rfk1vWniK0Y/s400/the+original.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384999069551057202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SrtcHCwClvI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Gb3I1s-1k_Y/s1600-h/those+rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SrtcHCwClvI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Gb3I1s-1k_Y/s400/those+rain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384999055518766834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, I`d rather be in the rain, having tea, rather then taking the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh-hey-hey. [ my new way of saying Hi ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siggggh.. dang it.. it`s oh-so boring today. and i`m here at home after hanging out with my 'buttocks'. they are the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. syndrome has gone crazy over alien`s eyes and hair.. well.. i like Alien`s suh-mooth skin.. though syndrome is still admiring her eyes and hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, Alien`s hair is really nice too.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;today, there was also Drama test.. and DAAAAAANG, i oh-so forgot my lines.. I paused for like so darn long. excuse me, but i was freaking nervous, so vlavlavla..&lt;br /&gt;today, there was also art.. and yay.. it was my first or maybe second time that i finished almost on time and also did not get a scolding from Mr. China. &lt;br /&gt;today, i did not know that Mr Thai, liked Victoria Secret. only now, that i realized. thank you oh-so much.&lt;br /&gt;today, i was not able to go to syndrome`s house with Alien to play L4D.&lt;br /&gt;today, i was not able to get any 'free' download on the com, though some of my USA,BRITAIN people would able to.&lt;br /&gt;today, i was having 'face' syndrome attacks. L4D L4D has been ringing in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;today, well not really today, but yesterday, i had great fun with Alien and Syndrome watching movie at Syndrome`s house..&lt;br /&gt;today, not today, but yesterday, Alien and I kept giggling over Syndrome`s little brother :D&lt;br /&gt;today, i am now posting..&lt;br /&gt;today, i`ve said 11 todays. let`s go on to the 12th TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;today, i honestly miss my 'Little Bee'&lt;br /&gt;today, i had oh-so much fun. i`ve said a total of 13th todays! Tay`s favorite number!&lt;br /&gt;today, i am so bored&lt;br /&gt;today, i played the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;today, i did not receive hun`s message.&lt;br /&gt;today, i sang a song.&lt;br /&gt;today, i chatted with syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;today, i would like to pray for people.&lt;br /&gt;today, tomorrow, yesterday, every. single. day. everyday, I LOVE GOD.&lt;br /&gt;today, i`ve said 21 todays. &lt;br /&gt;today, i do not mean to say or be bad to any 'syndrome' people.. i really don`t mean anything bad.. God please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;today, i am going to pray before i go to bed, eat, bathe and study. &lt;br /&gt;today, and everyday.. I love my 'buttocks' and GOD!&lt;br /&gt;today, i`ve said 26 todays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. enough of todays'... i am just oh-so bored. tomorrow we would be going for an outing to Compass Point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also.. i am just really bored.. i kept checking my phone for messages from people.. and sometimes i just get late-night messages. when i was already sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;strange, yet interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. guess that i should stop here now.. and if you are bored.. read 'My Todays' all over again.. till you get over it.. thank you oh-so very much. TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-7529893399243615047?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/7529893399243615047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=7529893399243615047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7529893399243615047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/7529893399243615047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-know-id-rather-be-in-rain-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SrtcH3BmWTI/AAAAAAAAAW8/rfk1vWniK0Y/s72-c/the+original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-3748716023816630419</id><published>2009-09-20T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:23:29.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20quote" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo28/Artful_S/quotes/livelaughlove-quote.jpg" border="0" alt="Live, love, and laugh Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live with abandon, I love with passion and i laugh loudly often.. thanks hun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it`s been a long time since i have been blogging haven`t I? yeah.. because i have alot of fun things going on lately.. been helping hun with something lately too..&lt;br /&gt;well.. even though i say hun to my bee, i am still single.. so don`t think if i have another ice-cream by my side yeah.. haha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to hun for making me laugh hysterically over his "words" which was sooo mysterious.. and i just kept trying to wonder and know what was he trying to say..&lt;br /&gt;he was too funny for me to concentrate on what his point is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made him embarrassed haha he was loss for words.. even though he`s mom has been peeping through his messages and found that my name was the most there, he was trying something out of the point.. his mom scares me really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have not been blogging too because i`ve been attending mass.. dang i need backup on starhub prepaid cards.. i don`t use starhub but singtel.. i asked Germaine if their mom could change it into Singtel but their mom would burst i think.. that was what i remembered if i told her about it.. because i mean their mom would save more money... it`s a fact and i`m stating it for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i have that backup, i wouldn`t worry much.. hahaha that hun is really mysterious.. and mate please stop repeating on his words.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;and Phoebe.. don`t worry.. i will remember your P.P.P name.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. 4years and it is already here in me.. should be thanking God non-stop you think.. yeah.. i kept thanking God for everything he has done.. especially this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways... going Lucky Plaza then Church.. but before everything i need to study... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;your words are too mysterious hun, thank yuh sweetaye! someday i know, you would tell me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-3748716023816630419?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/3748716023816630419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=3748716023816630419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3748716023816630419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/3748716023816630419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-live-in-abandom-i-love-with-passion.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo28/Artful_S/quotes/th_livelaughlove-quote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-4172760829976151848</id><published>2009-09-18T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T06:36:29.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/tired" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i768.photobucket.com/albums/xx327/aminimouse/tired.png" border="0" alt="Tired Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH!! MOM!! my feet is achinggg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went out with Maryam, Fazzy D. and Matey Dino.&lt;br /&gt;Mary and Faz asked if we could go out, so then Matey Dino`s cash is at home because she forgot to bring it to school when she left the house and only noticed it when she was already in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then luckily i bought 2 currypuffs when i was waiting for her.. so when it was recess time, I gave it to her.. Mr Lo. was absent for some reason and also the minister came to our school.. so we got a paper from the relief teacher and i started doing it... and also a composition which i have not done it yet because it was already time for recess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. we bought our food and drinks and sat on the table.. Phoebe treated me drinks! yay! thank you oh-so very much Pom Poo pipi.. dang, i always forget your name.. hahaha. I want her to treat me to drinks again :D *Fred`s style*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off we went for the next period.. dang it was Mr. Goi. &lt;br /&gt;at first i thought that he was like the other discipline teachers. but he was really different, completely different.. and in a really weird way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever you go for his lessons, you must:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- look neat &amp; smart&lt;br /&gt;- dress neat&lt;br /&gt;- stay quiet&lt;br /&gt;- do not answer to any of his questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lame.. and it is really weird... whenever if he asks a question, you should not reply.. like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Goi:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; alright class.. this is actually the vlavlavlavlavla..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; alright.. then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can`t do that.. even though if you want to answer his question or ask a question, you can`t do that. really funny and weird.... =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well whatever you know... so then Mdm Sumaya then took over.. so we were really bored.. then luckily Fazzy lent me her awesome skating tips and tricks book she borrowed from the library.. my face lightened.. because it was to kill boredom.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school.. HEHEHEHEHE..&lt;br /&gt;then the fun began in AMK hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went home with Fazzy and Matey Dino.. dang Matey D. was really hilarious.. we were like laughing and laughing crazily over a rubber band Matey D. named it Rubby Dubby i guess.. hah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that i went to fetch mom. then went shopping around Vivo.. then the BEST came.. haha yeah hot green tee.. :D! &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s all peepies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-4172760829976151848?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/4172760829976151848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=4172760829976151848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4172760829976151848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/4172760829976151848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/09/gah-mom-my-feet-is-achinggg-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8607738942237492238</id><published>2009-09-14T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T06:24:04.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/Sq5AYP58apI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Yr-BOFlCWe0/s1600-h/best+friends+in+ice-cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/Sq5AYP58apI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Yr-BOFlCWe0/s400/best+friends+in+ice-cream.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381309390084926098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS in ICE-CREAM! give us the mint and fruit topping :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is like heaven.. thank God again. He made my wishes come true :D&lt;br /&gt;today went to school as usual. my legs were still itching.. pretty sad you know..&lt;br /&gt;then whatever you know.. school starts as usual. i don`t really recognize anyone for the long holidays makes me forget everything.. and also still missing the trip to the L.P Reservoir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had maths homework again... damn. and also oh-shoot! i forgot doing my Homec E-Learning homework. but heard from my partner that the dead-line is on this Wednesday. so when i got home, i promised myself that i had to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. i finished doing my maths homework doing biatche`s lesson. then off to the canteen with Pom Pipi to meet her buds and waiting for Retarded Fazzy D. and Lil Miss Nezzie. they came just in time. :D [ even though they were 15minutes late, i am very patient :D ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went home.. but decided to hang out at "our usual hang out place" with Nezza.&lt;br /&gt;we went to my house first to get cash from my precious Dada. then off we continue our journey.. damn it was really hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we have reached, we can`t decide where to eat, actually we have confirmed to eat at the food court but then it was full... so Nezza suggest that we have "Prata Hotdog", now stating that, you should know where we went :D .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the fountain using the long slow escalator and went up.. so i found a seat just nice for the 2 of us because a lady left just nicely when we were heading our way there, so we sat. and ate while starring at the floor or wherever we were looking at... i was looking at the diamonds on rings hahaha.. nowhere to look at things :D .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we were done, we went to get bubbletea.. hahaha, then we went to the CD because i saw a seat there... so we waited and looked at the CD. so when the man left the seat, because he was sitting there when we arrived.. so we waited patiently.. and when he has left, we took over. then we made really funny jokes about what our "awesome coolio" mom would do when they do their facial and make-up.. TEEHEE HAHAHA! it was realllly funnayee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mate then suggest to eat at Anderson`s ice-cream.. i told her i had no cash left, well actually i had, but the remaining i have to buy lunch for Dada but in the end went home late :D but Dada already ate dinner then... i did too but was somewhere over the rainbow :D . oh yeah and we also met Atika, i guess that is how her name was spelled... her old classmate when we were in Primary school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ordered.. i spent up too, because i do not want mate to be forking out money all the time... so of course i gotta give up money too.. i actually wanna give 2bucks 50cents but got the 50cents back.. hahaha we made funny jokes about the fork too.. lonnnnng story! agagaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after we were done, i kept making her laugh.. because of::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the water with LEMON&lt;br /&gt;2. the weird "pig" fork.. well not really piggy but when it is big, it is used for pigs. but it was small.. so it was for the ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;3. the dollar coin that dropped and was hiding from us.&lt;br /&gt;4. how to pick the dollar coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. it is a really awesome day for me... though we have to go to Drama tomorrow... then i asked whether i could go to her house to play L4D. i did not mention that but i know that she knew about it :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she allowed and we took really ridiculous pictures.. we laughed hysterically.. i can`t control.. and we have reached, we went into her room first, got her little baby cammo [ camera ], and took 3 shots i guess.. a really funny one.. then o stole her computer.. playing L4D. i ALMOST GOT THE 2nd EXPERT FOR HER DONEEEE!! ahhhh! but blame the toopid tank!!!! GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. then i went home... after 3 tries.. yeah then my bus arrived at the nice time got in then home i went.. hahaha :D thanks mate once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wavava matey the DINO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8607738942237492238?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8607738942237492238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8607738942237492238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8607738942237492238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8607738942237492238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-friends-in-ice-cream-give-us-mint.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/Sq5AYP58apI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Yr-BOFlCWe0/s72-c/best+friends+in+ice-cream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3510162135443403346.post-8817029915764761211</id><published>2009-09-12T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T00:24:14.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/crazy%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i380.photobucket.com/albums/oo243/xxx_crash_xxx/photography/itsenoughjack21.jpg" border="0" alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BAM! The place where i see the sun and clouds that reminds me of Heaven... &lt;3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scratch scratch* damnnn.. yesteraday i got prepared and got ready to go for the trip to Lower Pierce Reservoir.. the thing is.. the letter our teacher gave us did not state what we should wear.. well at least something that would let a toopid girl like me know.. haha.. i wore something really O.U.T .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. then at the right time, i got in the same bus as Nezza.. another thing is.. i did not bring my fava [favorite] bag.. the NIKE one.. and also supposed to bring water bottle and well.. tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of it too.. but did not give a second thought on what would we be doing.. and thought that i would live even if i did not bring water.. well.. it turned out the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. we were thinking of skipping it.. but thank God. we actually made our way in the church.. again. because Nezza and I are wearing something really ODD. well.. not just us.. SOME of them too.. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were like cursing here and there... well actually we were NOT cursing.. haha we were like talking to each other saying things.. "WHAT?! we are like the only ones wearing ODD ONE OUT!" i was like... "*speechless*..ye..yeah..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finally.. GROUPINGS.. Nezza and i were like.. really shocked.. because GROUPINGS. but yeah...  we have to do it.. and i was with Kristian,Germaine,James and the rest...geez. 2 girls only.. awesome huh.. |-$ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Gabriel was there too.. and then i was like WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT?!?! he is there?!?! but in the end he took the sec2 batch.. oh well.. obviously he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we set off.. we were really complaining then.. but in the end... not gonna say it.. let me type everything out first... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&gt; ~&gt; ~&gt; ~&gt; ~&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LETS START &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;~ &lt;~ &lt;~ &lt;~ &lt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we have reached, it was a long bridge way up there... it was really nature. I am sooo loving it alot.. but it was really HOT.. the weather is burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we have reached our destination... Marilyn and Jaqualine..&lt;br /&gt;tapped me.. and well they said they loved my hair and the band i inserted into that would match my top and shoe.. thank you very much :D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was like.. i guess i`m dying.. SO HOT! they giggled.. i mean seriously.. it was BURNING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off.. took our first clue.. vlavlavla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SKIP SKIP SKIP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we took really long to get to our FIRST destination.. THE WALLS AROUND JERICHO. damn it was hard but VERY EASY TO FIND! URGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but finally we did it.. i was the first to go because i wanna go first.. then i was done... Germaine was doing her turn.. then Gabriel walked in... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel: Hellooo!!&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin: *waves* [damn me i didn`t talk...*slaps mouth*]&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel: so... having fun? *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin: *shades eyes from the sun* No..*wipes legs..cuz of the leaves tickling me*&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel: *sad look* looks other way&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin: i mean.. it`s just hot. *went off* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN I HATE THE MOMENT! IT WAS BECAUSE OF MEEEEEE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blablabla.. we kept playing damn it was HARD. then we wanna get clue but we have to do a forfeit.. then Charlene does not know what to do with us..because we kept denying things she wants us to do.. so she called Gabriel in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Gabriel put his bag down and went to us.. he did not finish his sentence because someone called for him.. then Nelson told us where to go.. HAHAHA! thanks Nelly Furtado! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard Gabriel say "WOAH! TELL THEM ANSWER AH! VERY CLEVER!" &lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. i was like.. YES YES YES! lets GOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SKIP SKIP SKIP* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER TIME! damn i was really dehydrated... and there was this couple Germaine and I were talking and laughing about.. this couple, the guy place his hand on the girl`s you know where... and guess what.. they were lying down while the guy was eating.. damn.. soooooooo... EEEW-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Auntie Joe said that we would be eating Lasagna for dinner.. she talked to me personally.. hehe. but in the end i did not eat with Nezza.. i was not hungry i was thirsty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then Auntie Joe got 2 for me to take home.. haha then i placed it in Nezza`s bag.. hahahaha &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;thanks NEZZA!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off we went home... i closed my eyes abit.. i was really tired..&lt;br /&gt;then i SMSed Gabe this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey.. you know you asked me if i had fun and i said no right? well, i take it back, i had lots of fun. *a winky smiley face* "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it really took him long to reply.. i understand that :D it always happens.&lt;br /&gt;then when we have reached Church, Mass was still going on.. so mate and i waited outside for our parents while we talk about "action" people bragging and showing off whatever they are in their school... and we talked about funny stuffs too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat on the railing bottom because my ass could fit in.. then i was about to text Gabe when i saw him and his brother walking in... he noticed me but i was really tired.. he shouted &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"See you! waves high* "&lt;/span&gt; , while i gave a smile and waved.. DAMN ME AGAIN! I SHOULD HAVE TALKEDDDDDD!! GAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we went home.. Nezza i heard from the bro that they went Sizzler.. DAMN YOU NEZZA! I WANNA GOOOO! haha and also i knew that Nezza thought that we would be walking but in the end we took bus home because my legs were aching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i was watching B.O.F &lt;3, Gabriel replied &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"haha. ok. that's great then!! how did you find the riddles?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there we talked.. then i went to take a bath..&lt;br /&gt;that is all.. then now.. SUNDAY, went for Mass and my legs were ITCHING!!! i see red dots on my legsss! my skins feels like it is going to bleed soon.. sigh.. nevermind, gotta put alcohol later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s all peepies! thank you Gabe for everything... and also the complicated riddles.. and also to everyone... &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADE-VUA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lil Miss Yasmin-!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&gt; sending that to you and replying me back really sets me at ease.. but not getting me to help like i did back then.. makes me really sad... so i wanna thank you but apologize at the same time... &lt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3510162135443403346-8817029915764761211?l=lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/feeds/8817029915764761211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3510162135443403346&amp;postID=8817029915764761211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8817029915764761211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3510162135443403346/posts/default/8817029915764761211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-miss-unidentified.blogspot.com/2009/09/bam-place-where-i-see-sun-and-clouds.html' title=''/><author><name>Lil Miss Yasmin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12008695289012469338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Cn5SgHI_rs/SSlIYtzdbBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/c1dlsiPkdv8/S220/!~Xiiao0M3ii~!+Thinking+deeply+.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i380.photobucket.com/albums/oo243/xxx_crash_xxx/photography/th_itsenoughjack21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
