<?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-29532605</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:24:03.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Part I</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-2405852535338071497</id><published>2007-02-04T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T16:53:12.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Feather Finally Broke the Camel's Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://icons.iconator.com/136/ICONATOR_5ce6ff5e16309f6594fea81450affee2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;Oooh! Long time since I blogged, huh? Well, the fact of the matter is that I am ready to kill three people now. I won't reveal who, but they have absolutely no idea. No no, they're all internet people! But my anger has reached it's boiling point. I hope they will someday will so sorry for their actions. They will, I know. It's so peculiar how they seem so big now, but when I take over, nothing will be left. NOTHING. *laughs with an evil tone.* In any case, my website youthern.com is still under construction. And I just took an oath not to go on MySpace for a month. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Art&lt;/u&gt;: I'm just loving this new class. 99 is okay I guess, but I get to hang out with a lot of people and have fun, so that's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Leap Reading&lt;/u&gt;: *mutters* i hate pop quizzes.....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*mutters again* 94&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;English&lt;/u&gt;: Ehhh.. so-so. At least I'm making a 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pre-Ap History&lt;/u&gt;: 103 woot! This class is so energetic! I love our teacher! This class would be my fav if there weren't so many projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Algebra&lt;/u&gt;: *groans* My most hated class. 96. I hate math.&lt;br /&gt;Spanish: I can't believe it! I am an ace in this class, and my lowest grade is in this one?!? There are only two people making an A, and thank God I'm one of them! *grumble* 92 *grumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Teacher Aide&lt;/u&gt;: I love this kids in this class, but I wish I could talk more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Science&lt;/u&gt;: BORINNGGGG. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. :D Toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-2405852535338071497?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/2405852535338071497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=2405852535338071497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/2405852535338071497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/2405852535338071497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2007/02/feather-finally-broke-camels-back.html' title='The Feather Finally Broke the Camel&apos;s Back'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-1189693084730459822</id><published>2006-12-05T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T21:13:15.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Update. Limited Time Offer.</title><content type='html'>--previously inserted song--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;36 China Town - Aashiqui Meri Teri&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[nyuk nyuk]&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MY FAVORITE SONG RIGHT NOW. :]&lt;br /&gt;Planning to put this on my page permanently.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry for the past due update :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-1189693084730459822?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1189693084730459822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=1189693084730459822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/1189693084730459822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/1189693084730459822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/12/amazing-update-limited-time-offer.html' title='The Amazing Update. Limited Time Offer.'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-178986486914645224</id><published>2006-11-22T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:48:35.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Sigh* My greatness pales in comparison</title><content type='html'>Well, I am officially matched. I am sick of this layout. My hoping-to-be hostess hasn't replied to my email(s). I am hearing a time clock chiming ever-so-slowly as the deadline of my LEAP project and Spanish Oral beckons. My stubborn Adobe Photoshop CS won't open. I've been getting stupid MySpace comments on my pictures from people I know. I haven't posted any art on dA. My new anime site is a growing flop. Dumb Wordpress is a total worthless waste of time. AND... I've been getting very few comments lately.&lt;br /&gt;I feel another hiatus creeping on me. The last three weeks before Christmas Break are the worst of the semester. THREE WEEK HIATUS?? For me, that's an extent because I find myself secretly checking my email and new comments. That leads to me responding to comments, and eventually checking people's places. Then and hop from link to link and by the time I know it, hours have passed X.X It happens every time. And I can't go on hiatus yet, because I am enrolled in so many contests. GYAH GYAH GYAH conundrum!&lt;br /&gt;FUN GAME BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;Think of a word, and then describe the mental image you get from thinking of that word.&lt;br /&gt;-permitted&lt;br /&gt;I think of a conventional middle-aged mother with pursed scarlet lips. She is waving her dainty finger, in a threatening manner.&lt;br /&gt;-tears&lt;br /&gt;I think of crystals, shattering into shards of water so clear and sparkling&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today :D&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;[I AM REALLY HOPING that my hope-to-be hostess will answer my application. *pray pray* If she doesn't I'll have to try my second option :(]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-178986486914645224?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/178986486914645224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=178986486914645224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/178986486914645224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/178986486914645224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/11/sigh-my-greatness-pales-in-comparison.html' title='*Sigh* My greatness pales in comparison'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-3287749210717876572</id><published>2006-11-17T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:56:46.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signing up like siao</title><content type='html'>I don't know what happened today. Must have been the pre-elated state of the premonition that Thanksigiving Break is here. Or is it the fact that by a miracle I made a 112 on my Algebra test. I have no idea, but I feel great. I signed up for so many website awards, because I love my site SO SO SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in my previous posts (for anyone who even does keep count) this site is like my daughter.  I LOVE IT SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine starting out like a little baby MaxPage.  She was an ugly, primative baby, but my baby :D. Then she grew up with each host. Finally, she is a beautiful teenager like me!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I talk of innate objects like a blog as my children! I feel as if I put 110% in the making of my layouts and coding. I'm pretty much a master at it now :D.&lt;br /&gt;(Shhh...just between you and me, I just learned how to use ImageReady, and I've had it since last summer XD)&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, most designing programs are easy to use, and I've pretty much used them all. Let's see, Dreamweaver? Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Bunty: "Eh, Adobe Photoshop?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ya"&lt;br /&gt;Bunty: "Fireworks? JASC Animator? FrontPage?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ya Ya Ya"&lt;br /&gt;Bunty: "I give up."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What about Breeze, lah?"&lt;br /&gt;Bunty: "My god, what is that??"&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I keep working hard on the internet. It is my second home, and I love it. Surfing the web, designing graphics, HTML and every program coding, and all that jazz is my "thing". :D&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my feel good ranting. *Bunty shivers at the shock of a first-in-a-long-time nice post*&lt;br /&gt;:D Byebyes for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-3287749210717876572?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3287749210717876572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=3287749210717876572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/3287749210717876572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/3287749210717876572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/11/signing-up-like-siao.html' title='Signing up like siao'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-5376072457835979318</id><published>2006-11-12T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:39:07.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musikkkk Playa!</title><content type='html'>With my music, I own all. :]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECAP::::&lt;br /&gt;-Saturday&lt;br /&gt;     &gt;Got my grandmother [Dadi] from Kansas&lt;br /&gt;     &gt;Chilled in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;     &gt;Went partying at Cierra's Birthday :]]]&lt;br /&gt;     &gt;Talked with my Dadi, learned some pretty cool stuff o.o&lt;br /&gt;-Sunday&lt;br /&gt;     &gt;Couldn't go to church XO Dadi had bad headache (she very old lah!)&lt;br /&gt;     &gt;BIG HUGIE GIGANTO BREAKFAST!&lt;br /&gt;     &gt;Went to Royal Sweets Indian Restaruant and we all ate our hearts out&lt;br /&gt;     &gt;Ate Methai (Indian restaurants)&lt;br /&gt;     &gt;Slept and Slept&lt;br /&gt;     &gt;Watched TV and did homework (&gt;O)&lt;br /&gt;END RECAP:::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. DANG. I have lot's of projects. School and church. And I have at least three web projects. O.O""&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving will be AWESOME! Mall, Dadi (-_-), little homework (hope to God I have none), and visiting friends. I'm invited to a Thanksgiving Party, so I'll probably go. :D What an amazing time of the year! *hugs to you all! GLOMP GLOMP!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-5376072457835979318?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5376072457835979318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=5376072457835979318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/5376072457835979318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/5376072457835979318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/11/musikkkk-playa.html' title='Musikkkk Playa!'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-7782101221916855067</id><published>2006-11-07T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T19:59:14.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a sad day when your school blocks you</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is. Today, I was surfing the internet for my website. The wonderful, blissful, happy s4e.us.tf. So innocent and pure. It never did anything wrong. Then someday, some internet securtiy system from hell blocked the peaceful virgin s4e.us.tf. It was a sad day.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;--The whole inside joke was deleted because it offended people :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-7782101221916855067?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/7782101221916855067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=7782101221916855067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7782101221916855067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7782101221916855067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-sad-day-when-your-school-blocks-you.html' title='It&apos;s a sad day when your school blocks you'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-4375090104472290816</id><published>2006-10-31T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T17:21:25.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Haircut</title><content type='html'>Well, I got a new haircut today. It looks pretty good, but not exactly like I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m84/S-4E/hitball.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty good for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;als'dl;sa;dfsdafk;. Nothing to write about. PEACEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-4375090104472290816?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4375090104472290816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=4375090104472290816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/4375090104472290816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/4375090104472290816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-haircut.html' title='New Haircut'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-3957417432879639049</id><published>2006-10-29T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T12:35:01.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God For the Right to Bear Arms</title><content type='html'>I swear, if it were not for my age limit and my sanity, I would buy an assassin sniper rifle and shoot someone.&lt;br /&gt;Remember my previous posts of someone stealing my style?&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD, they've gone too far.&lt;br /&gt;I don't give if you are jealous of things I have.&lt;br /&gt;STOP COPYING ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.tinypic.com/2m5le1h.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the pink bunny!&lt;br /&gt;I probably wouldn't just slap them...&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;So be original. It only makes others sigh and the REAL owner upset.&lt;br /&gt;And, me, holding my temper to a great extreme, would not cuss you out and beat you up.&lt;br /&gt;Moral? DON'T COPY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit: By the way, I have hit someone before, and I won't hesitate to do it again. Don't critisize my athletic abilities, nevertheless my anger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-3957417432879639049?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3957417432879639049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=3957417432879639049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/3957417432879639049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/3957417432879639049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/10/thank-god-for-right-to-bear-arms.html' title='Thank God For the Right to Bear Arms'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i14.tinypic.com/2m5le1h_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-3214529330756180357</id><published>2006-10-24T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:11:58.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyyy! It's Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>Heyyyy! It's Tuesdaaaayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---previously inserted razr image of me---&lt;br /&gt;Pretty awesome, no? my 1337n3ss is too awesome for you.&lt;br /&gt;RANTING--&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hate those people who say:&lt;br /&gt;lol, lmao, wtf, omg, omfg, hax0r, and all that over junk?&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY ALL THE TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;ugg. with two g's (;}]&lt;br /&gt;They need to get a life. lmao is so old....&lt;br /&gt;Also. RUNESCAPE.&lt;br /&gt;that's what i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;Runescape...i am sad to say, I once played a very long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;It lasted for a week. And frankly, I wasn't impressed.&lt;br /&gt;GRAPHICS STINK.&lt;br /&gt;They are from the 70's, if computers even had graphics back then.&lt;br /&gt;SO IF YOU PLAY RUNESCAPE..&lt;br /&gt;--previously inserted "your a retard" pic---&lt;br /&gt;Had to edit that because it said "you're mother's a hoe" and I don't think you'd want that there...or maybe you do?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. I've finished my ranting. I think.&lt;br /&gt;teehee. Irisa and I are web/graphic sisters. We run the underground web world ;]&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-3214529330756180357?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/3214529330756180357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=3214529330756180357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/3214529330756180357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/3214529330756180357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/10/heyyy-its-tuesday.html' title='Heyyy! It&apos;s Tuesday!'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-4808820729763141018</id><published>2006-10-23T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:41:27.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joo-san and Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/256/8/5/__You_Color_My_World___by_FlowerCat.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Right now, it is 11:30pm and I am rubbing my eyes and yawning. I am also hoping to God that my parents won't burst in a fitful, half-slumber rage.&lt;br /&gt;OBJECTIVE ONE&lt;br /&gt;teehee. I have fallen in love with joo-san. whoever that is, they are loved by me for their name. I could say it a million times. JOO-SAN! JOO-SAN! haha chio kau peng...!&lt;br /&gt;OBJECTIVE TWO&lt;br /&gt;Stress! I hate it. Thank God I didn't have piano lessons today. I didn't even study. Also, I just have this terrible premonition that I am going to have a horrific headache. wau lah :[[[[&lt;br /&gt;OBJECTIVE THREE&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't honestly love the whole site? I souped it up on Sunday :] Took about five hours, for the image, coding, hosting troubles, navis, formatting, troubleshooting, and Haloscan comments. :D i lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove it. no. dood. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;IT MAKES ALL YOUR BLOGS SHAMEFUL! MUAGUAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;shiok! mehehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-4808820729763141018?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/4808820729763141018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=4808820729763141018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/4808820729763141018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/4808820729763141018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/10/joo-san-and-stress.html' title='Joo-san and Stress'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-8832949660473674607</id><published>2006-10-21T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T13:26:43.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good for Nothing Japan and China</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://media.tinypic.com/2hfor2x_th" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha felt like sharing that :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRESH TOPIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I am doing my usual websurfing, when I come across this:&lt;br /&gt;"i LURVE Japen and china SOOOO mcuh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow&lt;/span&gt;. Go back to English class.&lt;br /&gt;And secondly, what is so great about Japan and China?&lt;br /&gt;They are not really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, isn't China kinda scary with the hugest army in the world and all the scary blocks (they have blocked Blogger! And most of the Internet!)&lt;br /&gt;And Japan? Please. It's so crowded and the only thing they've got going for them is the whole anime thing. And you can get that in any other country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;AND WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK INDIA IS A TERRORIST COUNTRY?&lt;br /&gt;It's not. You are probably mistaking that for Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;BIG MISTAKE.&lt;br /&gt;And India isn't all about poverty. It's really civilized and full of shopping places and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;After my long rant of country hating, I realized something.&lt;br /&gt;AMERICAN TEENS ARE STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;VERY VERY STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;I know there are exceptions, but the majority is STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;They totally rely on stereotypes and basic views.&lt;br /&gt;NO SPINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/2hmq2ci.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I officially speak singhindinglish. [little bit of singaporean slang, little bit of hindi, all  english, and LEARNING spanish]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-8832949660473674607?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8832949660473674607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=8832949660473674607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/8832949660473674607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/8832949660473674607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/10/good-for-nothing-japan-and-china.html' title='Good for Nothing Japan and China'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-7601644866188942171</id><published>2006-10-14T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T15:11:58.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;BUSYDAY}</title><content type='html'>Today is one BUSY BUSY day! I am meeting at Taylor's [Jones] house to finish a BIG project. It will probably take the whole Saturday. Then Sunday is a washout, because church dominates the morning, and afternoon, will be other studies. PLUS PIANO PRACTICE!! I never have time to practice, so I have to do it on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;^^I am thinking about putting really cool sites on posts. You know, ones with cool stuff, cool people, etc. But I am afraid that some people may *cough* STEAL! *cough* my ideas. So sick and tired of that. Well, now that I am on that topic, I met as well start ranting.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people listen to lame/old music. Okay rephrase that. I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE LISTEN TO LAME/OLD MUSIC AND THINK THEY ARE COOL. For God's sake please go and listen to some new music. Everyone hates you when you start talking/singing about a song that two moths old. PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;I can understand that most Indians probably hate me for saying that, sticking to their good old Hindi music. Which is fine by me. But then all Hindi music starting getting...naughty wah? With Bipashu Basu and Neha Dhupia and all those other sirens, your music not becoming good and old anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;image&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God! Is that cleavage I see! Neha Dhupia certainly isn't your "good and old" actress anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Bapu: Yaar, Neha very good! Listen to her all the time lah!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nahi, Neha don't do songs lar. She posed nude in Julie movie.&lt;br /&gt;Bapu: ....&lt;br /&gt;In fact, India is WAAYYY behind the times. They are still in the rap fad, while all of us in America are cooly jamming to rock. LAME!&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to the track, "Ek Haseena Ek Khiladi"&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;Half the songs, if not all, were all fake rap songs. With English singers ON CRACK.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Sunidhi Chauhan. She was the only one with a voice.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I completely missed the current season Indian Idol. Apparently some guy called "Sandeep" won. And Kajol made a special appearance [singing nothing].&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my ramblings about India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTICE: I am so sad! I haven't one another blog award since two moths ago. That too, I lost the image. GAHH!&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows any blog award sites, let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-7601644866188942171?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/7601644866188942171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=7601644866188942171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7601644866188942171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7601644866188942171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_14.html' title='{&amp;BUSYDAY}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-761046922842943429</id><published>2006-10-07T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T19:05:26.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why can't people forgive and forget?&lt;br /&gt;Almost all of the kids in eigth grade are so mean and rude.&lt;br /&gt;You're not high schoolers.&lt;br /&gt;Stop yelling at me for things I did not do.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:wingdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-761046922842943429?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/761046922842943429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=761046922842943429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/761046922842943429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/761046922842943429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-cant-people-forgive-and-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-1993518275903491003</id><published>2006-10-04T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:16:39.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;PUCCAFAN}</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m84/S-4E/pucca.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE PUCCA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-1993518275903491003?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/1993518275903491003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=1993518275903491003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/1993518275903491003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/1993518275903491003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_04.html' title='{&amp;PUCCAFAN}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-7246322958456432649</id><published>2006-10-02T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:42:53.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;MAPLESTORY}</title><content type='html'>I was truly disheartened last year when I found out that I could not play MapleStory. I downloaded it, and everything was okay, but then a dark little popup told me that my graphic card was not compatible. From then on, I bugged my father and uncle to get me one. The passion was lost over the weeks, and now recently I have successfully rekindled that fire. Hopefully, by the end of the week, I will be able to FINALLY play MapleStory. IMAGINE A WHOLE YEAR! XD&lt;br /&gt;There are TWO (read it, DOS) people who are currently on my loathing list. I won't tell who (NO I won't tell no matter what the reason is or who you are)&lt;br /&gt;1. One person is being VERY arrogant. Oh and add BOSSY.&lt;br /&gt;2. One person, who I really enjoy being friends with, is copying my style!&lt;br /&gt;Let's get this straight: I understand you are a nobody and a loser. I don't care who you are, I just don't want people stealing my style. You may like the same things as I do. BUT LAH, YOU JUST DON'T ALL OF A SUDDEN CHANGE SOMETHING AS SOON AS I CHANGE IT! I NOTICE BIG TIME STEALING GOING ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next/Future Post: The LAME LAME LAME List :D I know you guys have wanted to see this for quite a while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-7246322958456432649?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/7246322958456432649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=7246322958456432649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7246322958456432649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7246322958456432649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='{&amp;MAPLESTORY}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-2785679244256948787</id><published>2006-09-30T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T12:04:44.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;SERIES:UNO}</title><content type='html'>Starting the :MISMATCHED UGLY IMAGES BY SUSAN!:&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT a good drawer...I photomanipulate! :D&lt;br /&gt;But still, this is MY blog, so I can put whatever junk I want here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IMAGE UNO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m84/S-4E/P1010147.jpg" height="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Soft Smile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;HAHAHA! :D More to come!&lt;br /&gt;[P.S. I don't have a scanner! Now I will leave you confused as to wondering how I uploaded that. Leave a comment in the tag box]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-2785679244256948787?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/2785679244256948787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=2785679244256948787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/2785679244256948787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/2785679244256948787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_30.html' title='{&amp;SERIES:UNO}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-5405500031787446954</id><published>2006-09-26T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:20:10.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;ICON}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://icons.iconator.com/858/ICONATOR_676305aabb8a88b4e1e37a8e44c083fb.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-5405500031787446954?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5405500031787446954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=5405500031787446954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/5405500031787446954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/5405500031787446954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_26.html' title='{&amp;ICON}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-6954725191216701656</id><published>2006-09-23T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T13:01:18.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;NEW.NJHS.BLOG}</title><content type='html'>I made a new blog for NJHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hms-njhs.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://hms-njhs.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-6954725191216701656?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/6954725191216701656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=6954725191216701656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/6954725191216701656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/6954725191216701656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_23.html' title='{&amp;NEW.NJHS.BLOG}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-836126978914988664</id><published>2006-09-15T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T19:04:38.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;EMOS}</title><content type='html'>NOTE: This post is relatively violent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SICK AN TIRED OF EMOS. Why do you think you're cool by taking a knife and ending your life? {oh my god that rhymed} What is so fascinating about blood dripping from your wrists? I don't see how dying your hair black and making your skin pale makes you cool. Life is to be enjoyed, it is GOD'S gift, so for God's sake USE IT. So, meh, you think God take his precious trouble to make you, eh? THINKS YOU DON'T DESERVE IT, AH? WHY DO YOU THINK HE TAKE TIME TO MAKE LOSER YOU? &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MEH. HE ACTUALLY WANTS YOU TO LIVE YOUR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BESIDES YOU WILL PROBABLY DIE GO TO HELL BECAUSE YOU ARE NO CHRISTIAN AND BURN AND BURN THERE FOR ETERNITY. NO YOU WISHING YOU WERE NO EMO ON EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so rid the world of this impression of emos are cool. kill the idea of making red line on your wrist, either fake or real. STOP JOKING AROUND WITH THIS ISSUE. IT'S OLD AND FRANKLY NO ONE THINKS IT'S COOL AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-836126978914988664?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/836126978914988664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=836126978914988664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/836126978914988664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/836126978914988664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_15.html' title='{&amp;EMOS}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-5513520370519179453</id><published>2006-09-05T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T20:21:58.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;LED}</title><content type='html'>While doing my daily websurfing, I came across a Google Video of the coolest thing ever. It is called LED. I always knew something like this existed!!! It is when a 1000 people from all ove rthe world come to express their ideas to better this whole world. Then I got crazy thoughts, maybe someday I will be there! But then, what would I be talking about. There is this awesome 11 year old girl there named Sirena Huang who plays violin like a master. So I guess musical instruments is her thing. Maybe Web Design?? Or mayber medical breakthroughs?? I am always talking about ways to better the Internet. Might post an article about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-5513520370519179453?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5513520370519179453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=5513520370519179453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/5513520370519179453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/5513520370519179453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_05.html' title='{&amp;LED}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-5317003385395548176</id><published>2006-09-05T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:30:37.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2am</title><content type='html'>It's around 2am right now. Dead tired lahs. But I HAVE to finish all this work. I was so excitied earlier in the weekend when I finished that god-forsaken Family Heritage project. But then the colonial brochure. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OH GOD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So I have to continue on. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MIGHT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; start adding links to homework documents, for those who faithfully read this blog :3. So before my parents stumble into the room yelling at me for staying up so late, and why I haven't finished all my homework, I better end this post. Oh and I promise I will add real-time pictures. I just never take to many pictures that's all :3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-5317003385395548176?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/5317003385395548176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=5317003385395548176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/5317003385395548176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/5317003385395548176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/09/2am.html' title='2am'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-8183823765198832222</id><published>2006-09-02T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:06:13.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;GOODDAY}</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty good. I basically did nothing the whole morning, and afternoon began a series of cell phone calls. At around 4, I left for the mall. I met up with Cierra their at first, and with Irisa and Lexia we watched "Accepted". Very funny, lah! I cannot believe it is PG-13. It should be R. They say "S.H.I.T" way too much. Like in every other sentence. They even lay an F word in there.  But it was funny, to be honest. Then we went to Hot Topic [not for emo clothes lah, they have the cutest shoes!], Gadzooks [mostly for their Forever 21 line, which has the coolest shades!], Hollister [self-explanatory!], Vanity [MY NEW FAVORITE STORE OF ALL TIME! HAS THE BEST AND COOLEST STUFF!], and Charlotte Russe [I love their shirts!]. I bought a cute anchor tshirt with roses and three earings which were pink, green, and blue from Vanity. I also got a lip plumper at a discount $1 for buying the shirt and earrings [O.O]. It is AWESOME. It tingles 10 seconds after application, and for about a minute it just lightly tingles. Then they look fuller and glossier! I love it. So what a day! Came home dead tired [puts a new meaning to "shop till you drop!"] and ate some rice and chicken. Yupyup, I was ABOUT to draw something for DeviantArt but lost interest :[&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Always making changes to the blog layout, :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-8183823765198832222?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8183823765198832222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=8183823765198832222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/8183823765198832222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/8183823765198832222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='{&amp;GOODDAY}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-7331268192948205809</id><published>2006-08-28T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T06:01:25.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;DeviantART}</title><content type='html'>I know many blogskinners love to use images from DeviantART!&lt;br /&gt;I am a Deviant myself, so feel free to use them.&lt;br /&gt;All I ask is that on the "blogskin summary" just give me some credit.&lt;br /&gt;And then post a comment here so I can see my image/your blogskin skills in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s4e-1.deviantart.com"&gt;http://s4e-1.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-7331268192948205809?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/7331268192948205809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=7331268192948205809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7331268192948205809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7331268192948205809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_28.html' title='{&amp;DeviantART}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-355781691891049340</id><published>2006-08-27T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:59:59.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;}</title><content type='html'>I forgot to tell you all, I used to be a BlogSkinner :] But then some haters came along and trashed my skins, just because they were patriotic to India. WHAT THE JELL! [another random exclamatory word!] I was angry and hurt. FOOK YOU ALL! [wow two in a row :]]]]] no references lol. So I quit. I came back again, but the&lt;br /&gt;samething happened. So bascially what I do is talk my old BlogSkin buddies, and encourage them to become the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennie: the SWEETHEART of the BlogSkin empire!! :]]]&lt;br /&gt;Tere: Princess of the empire ONE!&lt;br /&gt;Nat: Princess of the empire TWO!&lt;br /&gt;WG: THE KING. self-explanatory&lt;br /&gt;Eric: The prince :]]&lt;br /&gt;Anne: THE QUEEN :]]]&lt;br /&gt;Jeanette: Princess of the empire THREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]] all other great blogskinners are NOBILITY&lt;br /&gt;: and all you beginning/struggling/ordinary blogskinners..well you're in the empire!&lt;br /&gt;I got banished from the kingdom... :]]]]] HAHAHAHA LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my BlogSkin story. POST POST POST and TELL MY IF YOU WANT TO LINK US UP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-355781691891049340?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/355781691891049340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=355781691891049340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/355781691891049340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/355781691891049340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_27.html' title='{&amp;}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-8571984191236055752</id><published>2006-08-25T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T05:58:21.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;OPINIONS}</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Think about this:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your teacher asks you to recall all the important events that happened in your culture, before you were born. Now you have to explain how these events make you feel and your reaction to them.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now your teacher tells you to think all of the CURRENT events going on right now, and how they make you feel and how you react to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CURRENT events, of course!&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering, some historical events are WAY more important to some of the current events now. Yet I still feel that the current event is MORE IMPORTANT TO ME. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because you have actually SEEN THESE EVENTS TAKE PLACE, and therefore they are closer to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;~The End~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you heard about a TV show called, "Camp 9/11"? I think something is seriously wrong here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why are you doing this show 5 YEARS from 9/11? *a little late, meh!*&lt;br /&gt;2. Why on earth of victims of 9/11 getting this treatment? What about the children who die on the streets, the children who have had abuse, the kids who have experienced much horrifying disasters which have involved mass killing??&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see "Camp World War II", did you??&lt;br /&gt;That is the problem nowadays, kids get pampered, a 1000 pleasures rushed to them for one crying tear. OH MY LANTA. [hahaha] The reason those kids who experienced those events [who are our parents, BY THE WAY! I didn't see your parents crying and sobbing over losing their parents during World War II today] and are just fine to day is because THEY GOT OVER IT. I'm sorry if it is harsh, but you will never live your life and be happy if you keep your head in the past. Move on, start over again, and keep yourself in the forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That's all about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2.&gt;I WILL TAKE ADVICE REQUESTS/QUESTIONS ON LIFE IN GENERAL VIA EMAIL. [susan4e@gmail.com] THE SUBJECT TITLE MUST BE "ADVICE". THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-8571984191236055752?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/8571984191236055752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=8571984191236055752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/8571984191236055752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/8571984191236055752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_25.html' title='{&amp;OPINIONS}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-6127393577725003130</id><published>2006-08-22T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:50:04.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;QUIZ}</title><content type='html'>A) Name 20 people you can think of at the top of your head. Don't read the questions before you write.&lt;br /&gt;1. Mark&lt;br /&gt;2. Cierra&lt;br /&gt;3. Irisa&lt;br /&gt;4. Melissa&lt;br /&gt;5. Mother&lt;br /&gt;6. Amy&lt;br /&gt;7. Jenny [or Jennifer]&lt;br /&gt;8. Jennie&lt;br /&gt;9. Tere&lt;br /&gt;10. Natalie&lt;br /&gt;11. Blake&lt;br /&gt;12. Sierra&lt;br /&gt;13. Rachel&lt;br /&gt;14. Lynzee&lt;br /&gt;15. Janae {or Janay?}&lt;br /&gt;16. Lexia&lt;br /&gt;17. Kamille&lt;br /&gt;18. Casey&lt;br /&gt;19. Victoria&lt;br /&gt;20. Samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you meet 14?&lt;/strong&gt; In sixth grade :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if you never met 1?&lt;/strong&gt; WHAT THE-he is my brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would u do if 9 and 20 dated?&lt;/strong&gt; That sounds kinda *cough* lesbian *cough*. Besides they don't even know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did u ever like 19?&lt;/strong&gt; Victoira is so cute! Oh you mean it like THAT way. um NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple?&lt;/strong&gt; OMGD. I think they know each other, but NOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe 3&lt;/strong&gt;. very asian, smart, pretty, cool hair :D, my friend, I LOVE HER:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think 8 is attractive?&lt;/strong&gt; YESYESYES especially on the inside, she is as sweet as sugar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know any of 12's family?&lt;/strong&gt; not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8's favourite?&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, one of my favorite friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you do if 11 confesses that he/she likes u?&lt;/strong&gt; THAT WOULD BE VERRY AWKWARD considering he is already going out and that his girlfriend is one of my best friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What language does 15 speaks?&lt;/strong&gt; English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is 9 going out with?&lt;/strong&gt; Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When was the last time you talked to 13?&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's 2 favourite band/singer?&lt;/strong&gt; right now, cassie [me and you].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you date 4?&lt;/strong&gt; NO THAT WOULD BE WEIRD xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you date 7?&lt;/strong&gt; NO THAT WOULD BE VERY WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is 15 single?&lt;/strong&gt; I believe so :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's 10's last name?&lt;/strong&gt; TAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you ever be in serious relationship with 11?&lt;/strong&gt; WE ARE JUUUST FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What school does 3 go to?&lt;/strong&gt; My school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where does 6 live?&lt;/strong&gt; Not far from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your favorite thing about 5?&lt;/strong&gt; MY MOTHER! I LOVE HER SO MUCH! I LVOE VERYTHING ABOUT HER!xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-6127393577725003130?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/6127393577725003130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=6127393577725003130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/6127393577725003130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/6127393577725003130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_22.html' title='{&amp;QUIZ}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-7214649120502850363</id><published>2006-08-20T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T18:36:38.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;SOMETHING}</title><content type='html'>:D need some serious linkage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;----Update----&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration is lacking!&lt;br /&gt;School boringness taking over!&lt;br /&gt;NOOO!&lt;br /&gt;My DeviantART streak is wearing off!&lt;br /&gt;And practically none of&lt;br /&gt;my school friends are&lt;br /&gt;commenting!&lt;br /&gt;----/Update----&lt;/blockquote&gt;Anyways, let's talk about cursing. O.O&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I have been extrememly tempted sometimes to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I once said um "STFU" to a 40+ guy on this RPG game when he kept bothering me and asking what my bra size was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reported him and he never talked to me again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO SUSAN! SHOW HIM WE DON'T MESS AROUND WITH MIDDLE-AGED MEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Anyways, this might get a few "airwaves". Haha! Keep Blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-7214649120502850363?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/7214649120502850363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=7214649120502850363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7214649120502850363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7214649120502850363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_20.html' title='{&amp;SOMETHING}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-756309353206975749</id><published>2006-08-19T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T12:47:16.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;WEEKEND}</title><content type='html'>Today: {Saturday}&lt;br /&gt;-go on AIM&lt;br /&gt;-do my homework {Outside Reading and Family Heritage Project}&lt;br /&gt;-take a shower&lt;br /&gt;-surf the internet&lt;br /&gt;-do some chores &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/445/3605/1600/ghost_no.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/445/3605/200/ghost_no.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming Soon :: Essay {Freehand} on Stereotypes At Home&lt;br /&gt;comment in the CBOX.&lt;br /&gt;k.thx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-756309353206975749?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/756309353206975749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=756309353206975749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/756309353206975749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/756309353206975749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_19.html' title='{&amp;WEEKEND}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-7059605031931665689</id><published>2006-08-19T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T05:38:25.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;UNTITLED}</title><content type='html'>Removed comments yet again! :] Comment in the lonely CBOX, he needs love too, :]. Anyways, I seriously have way too many projects this weekend. For heaven's sake, this is only the first week of school. I don't care really, what has to been done must be done. I might be getting Final Fantasy I-V, [I know, LATE but I still want it!] and read a few reviews and stuff. Sounds pretty awesome. The graphics are AWESOME!! :] Can't wait to get it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-7059605031931665689?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/7059605031931665689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=7059605031931665689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7059605031931665689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/7059605031931665689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='{&amp;UNTITLED}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-115579314340423597</id><published>2006-08-16T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:39:03.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;MYQUOTE}</title><content type='html'>...cuz once upon a time we were all...&lt;br /&gt;-nerds&lt;br /&gt;-n00bs&lt;br /&gt;-losers&lt;br /&gt;-fatties&lt;br /&gt;-freaks&lt;br /&gt;-goths&lt;br /&gt;-preps&lt;br /&gt;-emo&lt;br /&gt;-weirdos...let us never look back or become one again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;PONDER THIS:&lt;br /&gt;If we all hate "preps" (notice the quotations) why are they so&lt;br /&gt;popular? If we all called each other "emo" jokingly, then why aren't we all&lt;br /&gt;preps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA some junk from susan's big head.&lt;br /&gt;This is some physics stuff my maternal uncle's father has on the internet &lt;a href="http://prola.aps.org/abstract/PR/v123/i5/p1751_1"&gt;http://prola.aps.org/abstract/PR/v123/i5/p1751_1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY AND UNDERSTAND THIS LAHS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-115579314340423597?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/115579314340423597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=115579314340423597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115579314340423597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115579314340423597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/myquote.html' title='{&amp;MYQUOTE}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-115570246435769862</id><published>2006-08-15T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T21:27:44.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;TIRED}</title><content type='html'>So lahs. I am commiting one of the greatest Blogging sins. I am writing at around elevenish twelvish on a SCHOOL DAY! dun dun duuun. Why on earth does Susan do this to herself? -_-" Not even she knows. Well, her homewrok does. Imagine, homework and projects onthe first and second day of school. My brother goes off happy go lucky with nothing to do. But my mother makes him do work so that he can be as good as me. :D Anyways, I was EXTREMELY HORRIFICLY EXASPERATINGLY tempted and seduced to change my layout. AGAIN. But I have self-control and stopped myself :D.  OMG lahs you won't believe this. MY MOTHER IS INTERESTED IN AMERICAN MUSIC!?! I see a thousand golden doors open and a thousand golden doors shut. But one more golden door opens. :D. Yeah, I found &lt;strong&gt;*snicker snicker*&lt;/strong&gt; SOMEONE &lt;strong&gt;*cough*&lt;/strong&gt; LISTENING TO MY MP3 PLAYER &lt;strong&gt;*cough*&lt;/strong&gt; and finding the lyrics to &lt;strong&gt;*cough*&lt;/strong&gt; one of the songs on it&lt;strong&gt;*cough*&lt;/strong&gt;. Anyways will write later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILY :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-115570246435769862?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/115570246435769862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=115570246435769862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115570246435769862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115570246435769862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/tired.html' title='{&amp;TIRED}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-115541527518577073</id><published>2006-08-12T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T14:45:44.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY INDIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY INDIA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_cheers.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_cheers.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_cheers.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_cheers.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_cheers.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_cheers.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_cheers.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_cheers.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_cheers.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_cheers.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_cheers.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_cheers.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_cheers.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_cheers.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_cheers.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_cheers.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Today I am going to Anand Bazaar. I am so excited! I haven't gone since I was barely five years old. This is my brother's first time though. It costs near $100, including admission, parking, food and other souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-working on another photo manipulation for&lt;br /&gt;DeviantART&lt;br /&gt;-working on another poem for the poetry contest&lt;br /&gt;-drawing a&lt;br /&gt;colletive piece in my art notebook&lt;br /&gt;-writing a story&lt;br /&gt;-helping my brother in&lt;br /&gt;his 4th grade online reading TAKS test&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-115541527518577073?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/115541527518577073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=115541527518577073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115541527518577073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115541527518577073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-india.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY INDIA!'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-115516712594149994</id><published>2006-08-09T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T16:48:41.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;CHINESE}</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up kind of early. Mostly so I could get started on a new project on DeviantART.  Yes, I am an artist there :] Then I was cut off by mother who wanted me to do chores. That led into lunch in which I watched a long line-up of HGTV Home Improvement Shows. {My mother and I make bets on which designer wins on Designer Challenge!} Anyways, we went to go get my brother's hair cut and to Walmart to get last minute school supplies for him too. After that, we went to the Indian store to get masala and mutton. As we were checking out, a Chinese family of two teenage girls walks in. The girls look like those Asian preps. They were laughing when the owner of the store {who has a THICK Indian accent} welcomed them in. Then they walk to each isle pointing and laughing at EVERY Indian food item, mispronouncing the names and mocking them, giggling at everything. The parents were nice, I think. The father looked part Indian/part Chinese {!!!} and was browsing quietly. The mother looked like one of "them", since her attire "All American" look depicted it. That infuriated me! Excuse me, Chinese brats, I don't need to see you parading around make fun of this poor man's establishment. In fact, if it not for the fact that we were leaving, I probably would have said "a word or two" {maybe at least one a swear O.O} I just gave them a glare. I hope they rot and die. That's just putting it nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home, I looked in the mirror. OMG! Have I lost weight?? O.O" {ahem, yes I did have clothes on while looking} Ah, now I feel happy for the rest of the evening. Plus, I might get all hyped up and may decided to go vegetarian for dinner! But them in the morning I probably will yearn for something more delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my brother's orientation. We got the card that said his teacher is Mrs. Hoover! I remembered her; petite, kind lady. I'm glad my brother got her! Anyways, loves with all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-115516712594149994?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/115516712594149994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=115516712594149994' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115516712594149994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115516712594149994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/chinese.html' title='{&amp;CHINESE}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-115474494155787757</id><published>2006-08-04T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T19:29:01.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;HOLYCOW}</title><content type='html'>Well today was orientation. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_cheers.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_cheers.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was lost of fun. Here is my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Counselor Aide{Petro}&lt;br /&gt;2. LEAP&lt;br /&gt;Reading{Bradley}&lt;br /&gt;3. English{Sager}&lt;br /&gt;4. PAP US History{Johnston}&lt;br /&gt;5. Algebra{Marvel}&lt;br /&gt;6. Spanish 1B{Reyes}&lt;br /&gt;7. PE{McBride}&lt;br /&gt;8. PAP Science{Nicholson} &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So yeah! My locker is #4176. It is near Mr.Nicholson's class.&lt;br /&gt;Comment on the tagbox with anything to do with this post!&lt;br /&gt;Why did I switch to the tagbox?&lt;br /&gt;Tons of views of the blog, very few comments.&lt;br /&gt;So comment there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-115474494155787757?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/115474494155787757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=115474494155787757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115474494155787757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115474494155787757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/holycow.html' title='{&amp;HOLYCOW}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-115454130673327853</id><published>2006-08-02T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T10:55:06.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;TODAY!}</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was very tiring. I woke up so early because I had a headache. Then my mother informs me that we will be remodeling the pool shed today. Keep in mind, the day before this we went to Home Depot to buy 50 small red bricks. It wasn't that bad, but it was hot day. But the new stones for the shed would be at least 12 by 12, if not more. And weigh in at around 20 pounds. We calculated that we needed around 20 of these gray stones. I tried picking up one and I nearly fell over. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not to mention that, but my mother insisted that my brother and I completely clean the house. And...she caught me on the computer checking my email. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_crying.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_crying.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was NOT happy. But anyways, we went to Home Depot and again to get the stones. I will not go into detail about the excruciating pain of loading the stones into the cart. When we unloaded the bricks, my mother accidentally hit one of the bricks against my middle finger, which began to bleed. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_mad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_mad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After it partly healed we hauled it into the pool shed. I was tired, very tired, so I just relaxed and dried off on the couch. Then I put an enter splash on my website &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_happy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and relaxed the whole evening. My father came later and my brother made us play a form of laser tag/hide and seek with flashlights. It was fun.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/1600/ghost_happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5716/3148/200/ghost_happy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well tomorrow is orientation and I REALLY look forward to it. The only thing I fear is that once school starts, there is a good chance that I won't update as often. Well, I will do my best! God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-115454130673327853?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/115454130673327853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=115454130673327853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115454130673327853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115454130673327853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/08/today.html' title='{&amp;TODAY!}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-115441512330299991</id><published>2006-07-31T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T23:52:03.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;ERMS}</title><content type='html'>I don't really like fancy shmancy layouts. To tell you the truth, I think cluttered/too many add-on layouts are a distraction becuase the blogging is BAD. Haha! Here is a fact.&lt;br /&gt;-92% of blogs on blogger use premade Blogger provided layouts.&lt;br /&gt;-Of those 8% who DON'T use premade Blogger layouts, 7% use ones premade by other sites/people.&lt;br /&gt;-CHEERS TO THE 1% WHO ACTUALLY MAKE THEIR OWN LAYOUTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! By the way, the layout is FULLY made by me, except for the blinking heart you see at the end of every post. So pretty much this whole site is MINE! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know most of you strangers who read my blog are still fuming at me from my previous posts/opinions. Need I remind you, I DUN CARE. Let's leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still recovering my the Flash template on my website. OH DEAR. So the blog and website are still under construction. Pardom the pot holes :3. Anyways, notice how clutter free the blog is. That's how I want it to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-115441512330299991?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/115441512330299991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=115441512330299991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115441512330299991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115441512330299991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/07/erms.html' title='{&amp;ERMS}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29532605.post-115421145777660847</id><published>2006-07-29T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:39:14.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{&amp;UNDERCONSTRUCTION}</title><content type='html'>UNDER CONSTRUCTION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creating a new and MUCH better site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29532605-115421145777660847?l=susan4ever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/feeds/115421145777660847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29532605&amp;postID=115421145777660847' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115421145777660847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29532605/posts/default/115421145777660847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susan4ever.blogspot.com/2006/07/underconstruction.html' title='{&amp;UNDERCONSTRUCTION}'/><author><name>$$$ [susan]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13968240002371640330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s316/de_susan/cuticle.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
