<?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-7227403466051487486</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:15:56.922-07:00</updated><category term='Random'/><title type='text'>Marnie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marnie.x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05087533857389066271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227403466051487486.post-6123643658932837355</id><published>2008-11-13T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:18:01.086-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Guys &amp; Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blog Entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Adam/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovechitchat.com/what-guys-never-notice-on-a-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;What Guys Never Notice on a Date!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your labels&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jimmy Choo shoes? And… wait a minute, is that a Balenciaga handbag? Nice. But don’t bother clinging to it when you’re out with him. He’s never going to know about it, And that could be the first thing he’d throw out of the couch when he wants to get frisky in his place! So unless you want half your mind on your jimmy choo’s and his pet dog, and the other half on him, don’t bother going haute couture on him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="more-8"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The importance of gifts or gift wraps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Men do think about giving women gift, but they don’t really put in an effort to pick the perfect wrapper. Men think it’s a total waste of time because it’s going to come off anyways. As long as the present is great, it’s all cool for them. (But then why do they care about how hot our dress looks)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your new haircut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;So you took yourself out, snazzed and mussed your hair up perfectly to get yourself that clean ‘got up from bed’ ruffle, at one of the biggie salons wher cocoa tastes like it was straight from the Aztecs. Sweet! But if you’re going to primp yourself up that good, dont’t hate your date if he’s not going to compliment it. Heck, don’t feel worse if he doesn’t even realise that you’ve got a new cut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hidden flaws&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see it? Your jeans are feeling a wee bit extra tight today? you’re sure? Hmm… and we’re guessing you checked that with your crystal designer vernier callipers? Lady, your man doesn’t know if you’ve got a new hairdo, how could he possibly know about that buttered cookie you had with breakfast?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The effort you’ve taken to look nice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may have taken you three houres to look the way you looked on your date. The clean shave, the scented waters, the perfect curls, and the minutes, and another five in front of the mirror. He just wouldn’t be able to know how much you’ve worked on yourself to look that good for him. So don’t bother about it. But when he says “you look beautiful”, he really means it! Awwww!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Guys Always Notice!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your assets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it your first date? It doesn’t matter though. A guy would have grazed your rack or your super-sexy back at least a few times when you’re not looking every guy you’re dating would check you out at some point of time on the date.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;How much skin are you flashing? All guys would definitely notice this. But don’t be too certain that the equation of ‘more skin equals more attention’ always works. Some guys would break into an uncomfortable sweat if you do a ‘Basic Instinct’!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your aura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you in control of the situation? Can you handle it if you’re halfway through a date, and both of you bump into a close friend of his? A guy loves it when she can laugh back at his friend and show that she’s ah.. a ‘woman of substance’. He want all his pals to know that you are the hottest thing around, and he’d definitely fall promptly in love if he sees your positive aura, whatever may be the situation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your cute habits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you have cute way of smiling, or tucking your hair behind your ear? Or is it something else? Guys dig that! And if there’s one thing that a guy takes back as a memory from the date, it would be this one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your smell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;He may not know too many of your labels, but his nose can always recognise a good fragrance. A woman’s fragrance is intoxicating, and a man could go giddy while whispering near your ears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-7029038739010783"; //468x60, created 1/29/08 google_ad_slot = "0923920412"; google_ad_width = 468; google_ad_height = 60; //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227403466051487486-6123643658932837355?l=pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6123643658932837355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7227403466051487486&amp;postID=6123643658932837355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default/6123643658932837355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default/6123643658932837355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/guys-girls.html' title='Guys &amp; Girls'/><author><name>Marnie.x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05087533857389066271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227403466051487486.post-8028485354223443730</id><published>2008-11-13T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:13:27.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Positive Outlook</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blog Entry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5:11.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to start your day with a positive outlook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open a new file in your PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name it as "Boss".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send it to the RECYCLE BIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty the RECYCLE BIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your PC will ask you, "Are you sure you want to delete Boss permanently?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer calmly, "Yes," and press the mouse button firmly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel better? Have A Nice Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227403466051487486-8028485354223443730?l=pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8028485354223443730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7227403466051487486&amp;postID=8028485354223443730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default/8028485354223443730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default/8028485354223443730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/positive-outlook.html' title='Positive Outlook'/><author><name>Marnie.x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05087533857389066271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227403466051487486.post-1600154649389702284</id><published>2008-11-13T21:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:11:46.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Will you understand?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Blog Entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses  you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder why you did this and that or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you weren't that happy, and how you could make such a mistake. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll change his mind and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/oguri%20shun" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 420px; height: 628px;" src="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk69/introspectre_album/Shun%20Oguri/3511010.jpg" alt="shun oguri Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you tonight, tomorrow, and today it can't happen now but it will someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Life Under Construction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-AU"&gt;10/6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-AU"&gt; We're walking in different paths tonight but maybe one day they will meet again. I'm sorry, but thank you for everything. If only...&lt;i&gt;To Be Continued.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227403466051487486-1600154649389702284?l=pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1600154649389702284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7227403466051487486&amp;postID=1600154649389702284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default/1600154649389702284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default/1600154649389702284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-you-understand.html' title='Will you understand?'/><author><name>Marnie.x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05087533857389066271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk69/introspectre_album/Shun%20Oguri/th_3511010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227403466051487486.post-245047519649212859</id><published>2008-10-11T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:16:40.636-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>School is gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOG ENTRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;" valign="top" width="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td style="text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;            School Is Not So Cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt; School, School, School, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A school is not cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We're here 5 days a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;8 hours a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;School, School, School, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A school is not cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;People laugh when we fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;we just have to make a call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;School, School, School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A school is not cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We have to work hard to get good grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm not going to do it no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I do it every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We can’t go on the grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We can’t bother another class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We can’t save spots at lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We have to go as a bunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We have 3 minutes in the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm always late what a ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We have to pay attention &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;if not we get detention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;School, School, School, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A school is not cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;They have too many rules &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;they play us as fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;if we get A's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the parents jump Hip Hip Hooray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If we get F's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;we tell them we need to take a rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We always have homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;we never have class work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;they have to many rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;they need to take it cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;School, School, School, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A school is so not cool!        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/romantic%20love" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/missamal_2007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=th4-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 124px; height: 101px;" src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/missamal_2007/th4-4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/couples" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227403466051487486-245047519649212859?l=pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/feeds/245047519649212859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7227403466051487486&amp;postID=245047519649212859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default/245047519649212859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default/245047519649212859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-pictures-images-and-photos.html' title='School is gay'/><author><name>Marnie.x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05087533857389066271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7227403466051487486.post-6983106295814255123</id><published>2008-10-11T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:50:45.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>HATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Blog Entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:9;"  &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;I hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; when you ask someone a simple yes or no question and they know you want a yes or a no. But for some reason, they want to be dix and spit out a bunch of bullcrap that you and them both know you don't want to hear. like, wtf dude . Answer the question OR say why you don't want to say yes or no at the very least. Be direct, I hate it. When I'm laying on my deathbed, I'm going to curse everyone that wasted seconds of my life telling me nonsense when they could have just said yes. or no. I hope all you non-direct people end up doing something very boring and repetitive that drives you crazy enough to just shoot yourself in the most painful part of the body. And when your loved ones ask the doctor if they can save you, I hope you wake up and have to listen to the doctor drone on and on and on about your condition without ever saying yes. or no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7227403466051487486-6983106295814255123?l=pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6983106295814255123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7227403466051487486&amp;postID=6983106295814255123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default/6983106295814255123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7227403466051487486/posts/default/6983106295814255123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinklillymarnie.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-entry-i-hate-when-you-ask-someone.html' title='HATE'/><author><name>Marnie.x</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05087533857389066271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
