<?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-1188929806203718011</id><updated>2011-12-01T13:50:12.051+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ravings&amp;ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-72314896349701946</id><published>2011-07-08T21:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:36:21.589+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sun's new blog</title><content type='html'>because I wanted to change the layout but feel bad if i change it on a shared blog without asking for permission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://your-signed-armistice.blogspot.com/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://your-signed-armistice.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may still post on here though, LINLY AND RAY NEED TO COME BACK ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-72314896349701946?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/72314896349701946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/suns-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/72314896349701946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/72314896349701946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/07/suns-new-blog.html' title='sun&apos;s new blog'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-5897300498578416719</id><published>2011-06-26T19:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T19:45:26.244+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly we unfurl, as lotus flowers</title><content type='html'>Sorry if I've been slightly annoyed at anyone these past few days &lt;br /&gt;I haven't been in the greatest mood lately, so i may have been quick to get pissed at small annoyances (this was written on friday but never posted xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSICAL DINNER WAS DELICIOUS&lt;br /&gt;snails were not as strange as expected - quite nice actually&lt;br /&gt;all the food was awesome, the waiters were nice and they had cool accents&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR ORGANISING VAISH SYD AND LENA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karaoke was cool too, bohemian rhapsody !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i dont really feel like going in depth into all of those heh.&lt;br /&gt;We did put salt and pepper and michael's drink though xD&lt;br /&gt;"CHEERS *raises cup*"&lt;br /&gt;"CHEERS! *clink*"&lt;br /&gt;*pretends to drink and watches michael while holding back laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so that was written a week ago after musical dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i never got round to finishing it, apologies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-5897300498578416719?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5897300498578416719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/slowly-we-unfurl-as-lotus-flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5897300498578416719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5897300498578416719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/slowly-we-unfurl-as-lotus-flowers.html' title='Slowly we unfurl, as lotus flowers'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-1773750405201772895</id><published>2011-06-16T21:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:22:22.255+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepyhead</title><content type='html'>(this post is rather long. sorry. main topic of section is bolded) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been listening to passion pit, matchbox 20 and jamiroquai lately. good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing my own &lt;b&gt;songs&lt;/b&gt; since... well, since around year 8 really. (let us change the world project? xD) and it's good fun. problem is, I am horrible with lyrics (anyone who remembers my luctw project would know that, hopefully you don't). Well maybe not horrible, but whenever I write any I seem to read it to myself the next day and think "wow. I am. throwing that in the bin. now." So now I'm left with what like 10 or so "songs" that have a vague vocal melody and mostly repetitive guitar rhythms. Actually I have like 1 that seems normal enough that I am not scared of anyone laughing at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you supposed to write about? all the songs i hear seem to be about love, past experience, hate politics etc. I can't write a love song with a straight face, my past experiences are boring, I don't hate anyone and my life has been kind to me. political issues are boring to write about. so I am stumped. perhaps I'll write something nonsensical with lots of nonsensical imagery from some sort of image that comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goal: record one by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;man. I cannot bear to listen to that song I wrote for luctw again.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol thanks to jeff i've been scrolling through pages of cracked.com.&lt;br /&gt;stuff's pretty damn interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that I havent been keeping up with my maths homework. ha. ha. hahah...&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing my bio assignment though! today atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy with &lt;b&gt;atar estimate&lt;/b&gt;, sorry if anyone minds me bringing them up again&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was going to get much lower seeing as I below-50%-failed my english creative&lt;br /&gt;so, pleasantly surprised :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to anyone who's worried about their atar estimate, I know you've heard this all before&lt;br /&gt;but please don't take those numbers too seriously. don't let them disappoint you or screw with your head. be glad you have the chance to look at where you're at, be glad that you still have the time to improve it. please don't forget that getting that perfect score, especially at such an early stage, is not as important as your state of mind, how you feel about yourself, and just how happy you are in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our time at high school is coming to a close. yes, we need to start working hard. yes, we want to aim to achieve the high standards that we, our parents, our school and our peers expect us to. but in the end all you're going to want to remember about high school is all the good times we've shared: things like camps, musical, people around you in general. don't let a bunch of numbers stop you from being happy or enjoying those things as much as you would have.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prefect nominations &lt;/b&gt;were today! Good luck to everyone (Y)&lt;br /&gt;something I would like to write a small section on, something I would like cleared up.&lt;br /&gt;so many people have complained about people badgering others for votes, calls for "I'll vote for you if you vote for me" I've heard tossed around quite a bit. I have no problem with this at a small scale, I really don't. however there are a couple reasons that I may have ignored/rejected you when you asked. It's nothing personal I promise, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asking everyone. I'm glad you are really keen on getting this role and hopefully well aware of the responsibilities involved. however there is a point where things get a bit too over the top. leaving an offline message which looks copy pasted is not a good start. My vote wouldn't do much if you manage to convince all those people anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asking twice (without acknowledging that you have asked before). Thanks for letting me know that you don't remember asking me and I am just another insignificant person who you may be able to squeeze a vote out of.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asking when I barely know/talk to you. Not many people did this but well it feels insincere to me. especially if it's how you start the conversation and really all you have to say to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Don't get too worried if you think you might fit into one of those categories, If I didn't specifically say "Sorry I don't think I want to do that (anymore)" or something to that effect then you should be fine. I will admit that I couldn't fit all the people who asked (and of course, people like Brian etc. who I think definitely deserve the title) into my 30 so some people might have gotten cut off. Couldn't be helped, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who asked will most likely get in, since you took the time to try and convince people that you deserve to be prefect. the "ill vote you if you vote me" was smart, providing an incentive for the other person, but if they see you asking quite a few people they will wonder if you will actually remember them on the day and/or write you down as one of their 30. hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note I would like to congratulate our &lt;b&gt;SRC body&lt;/b&gt; for being the most active that I've seen, although I've only been here for 3 years. It certainly feels like you're doing more for us as a school than previous SRC groups, although I'm sure the previous ones did a great job too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations if you &lt;strike&gt;bothered&lt;/strike&gt; managed to read all that mindless splurge of whats on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-1773750405201772895?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1773750405201772895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/sleepyhead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1773750405201772895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1773750405201772895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/sleepyhead.html' title='Sleepyhead'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-198318201401323451</id><published>2011-06-13T02:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T12:10:58.293+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>linly and ray, would you please start blogging again&lt;br /&gt;not only would it make me less lonely, it would make this blog&lt;br /&gt;much less boring, as you are much more interesting than I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apologies to the reader for the lack of interesting posts&lt;br /&gt;the following will be a small section written at 2am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if everyone believes something, it is essentially 'true' for that group of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, nothing is actually "right". everything is  opinion. there is a different way of looking at everything. We can only  trust in the values we have been taught and accept that we learnt these  through experience, the people we've met and the people we see on the  media. naturally this isn't the same for everyone so it is not  ridiculous that you may find someone who does not agree with you.  something you deem to be obviously true is not, it is merely a common  opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this also relates to language. why is blue, blue? because if we all  think it is, it must be. this helps us communicate. do these four  letters strung together really represent the colour? not really. only  for the sake of clarity. it didn't have a name originally, we just gave  it one. It could also be defined as a commonly held opinion, just like  how killing someone is said to be unethical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone believes something is right, they will argue in the hope that it will suddenly make sense to the other person, believing that they are mistaken. sadly sometimes both people who are arguing are the same and fail to even consider the other persons point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a certain point in time an opinion may seem to be right because everyone else agrees, however this is all subject to change and is thus not definite. example of this was provided on jeff's blog, where views on woman's rights have changed over the years and it is now socially unacceptable to suggest that males are the superior sex, even if in the past, it was accepted as fact. I am not taking a stance on the whole sexism debate (I personally think we're all equal), I am merely stating what I think and  hoping to convince people to, when arguing, rather than advocating your point of view as truth, consider what they're saying and where they may be coming from, pick out what the main differences are and explain your thinking behind them. If you do not agree at a fundamental level, it will be easier to accept that your values are completely different and move on, rather than arguing it out into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some values we've grown up learning. they will not change through something as simple as a conversation, only possibly through many encounters/conversations over time or a significant event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all of that's just an opinion as well, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't done one of these in a while:&lt;br /&gt;1. make up your mind, quickly. you have so many questions that really, only you can answer.&lt;br /&gt;2. you're one of those people I worry about when I talk to. worry that you're judging me or thinking that I'm stupid. I don't know why, do you?&lt;br /&gt;3. thanks, just for... well. I don't really know. but i feel like saying thank you for just. being there. &lt;br /&gt;4. sorry, thank you, I could repeat these over again&lt;br /&gt;5. why do I do these things? it's late and I wish I could say these to people without it being completely random or stupid sounding. so. I don't know if I want everyone to read these or if I'm just doing these to attract attention and curiousity. all I know is that I feel like writing this down somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe on the Internet wasn't the best place. oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-198318201401323451?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/198318201401323451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/apologies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/198318201401323451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/198318201401323451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-6640926645726179213</id><published>2011-06-06T19:47:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:47:48.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FgLMhwpIopE/Teyg-JsB9OI/AAAAAAAAABc/IH_cPreYsjw/s1600/248264_219873288037416_100000442407690_824909_67024_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FgLMhwpIopE/Teyg-JsB9OI/AAAAAAAAABc/IH_cPreYsjw/s400/248264_219873288037416_100000442407690_824909_67024_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FBbTFWax1GA/Teyg-8ip49I/AAAAAAAAABg/Ca2PcNmRqfQ/s1600/252101_10150201340863925_548503924_7325093_4264486_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FBbTFWax1GA/Teyg-8ip49I/AAAAAAAAABg/Ca2PcNmRqfQ/s400/252101_10150201340863925_548503924_7325093_4264486_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;THANKYOU TO EVERYONE INVOLVED. MUSICAL WAS &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AWESOME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;I MAY/MAY NOT POST MORE ABOUT IT LATER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;RIGHT NOW I HAVE A MOUNTAIN OF HOMEWORK BUILT UP ACROSS 3 MONTHS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;WAS DEFINITELY WORTH IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-6640926645726179213?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6640926645726179213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6640926645726179213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6640926645726179213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/06/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FgLMhwpIopE/Teyg-JsB9OI/AAAAAAAAABc/IH_cPreYsjw/s72-c/248264_219873288037416_100000442407690_824909_67024_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-8617103835659174883</id><published>2011-05-29T18:28:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:29:40.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'>heh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-104b8123ae1ccf52" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D104b8123ae1ccf52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331282570%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F026FC1683A5CD9F852F44937B1FA651848E6DD.6C2FFF0D55F50C3554C5AB6E50ECEC63C4DD3936%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D104b8123ae1ccf52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFHOtC0U3YXiLwZir7U4csR6vtGw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D104b8123ae1ccf52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331282570%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F026FC1683A5CD9F852F44937B1FA651848E6DD.6C2FFF0D55F50C3554C5AB6E50ECEC63C4DD3936%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D104b8123ae1ccf52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFHOtC0U3YXiLwZir7U4csR6vtGw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;remember this? 8) (linly/ray/bonita/bae)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-8617103835659174883?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8617103835659174883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/heh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8617103835659174883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8617103835659174883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/heh.html' title='heh'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-1932387980724142776</id><published>2011-05-21T22:32:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:09:31.978+10:00</updated><title type='text'>this is sun, apparently the only one who writes here anymore.</title><content type='html'>and so our exams come to an end, the results are (almost) all in, musical is drawing near and we find ourselves one step closer to the end of our schooling years. Just like how musical feels closer than it should be, when I think about the HSC and uni and other things they all seem to be far too close for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you've done up till now, you will never be able to relive the same way again.&lt;br /&gt;pretty depressing thing to think about, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... what can you do. apart from making sure it's worth reminiscing about I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does everyone come across these situations at some point? I do something that I realise was rude/mean to someone or acted in a way that made them feel uncomfortable/bad/annoyed, but realise too late to apologise or explain myself because I felt like I shouldn't bring it up (or it sounds like something that they would consider to be insignificant). Being tactless in conversation, being spaced out and not realising someone was talking to me, talking in a very self centred manner, I've had moments in the past month or so where I've done things like that but didn't apologise. I could name quite a few off the top of my head, and they make me feel uneasy and guilty. I wish I had realised sooner... even if some of them may seem pretty insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be quite nice if anyone who remembers me doing anything like that would tell me, especially if it annoyed them and they're still annoyed about it. or even if you were annoyed at me back then but are over it now. I dunno, it would help me understand what I did wrong and give me a chance to give you my side (basically what i was thinking at the time.) I suppose it's not the best way to start a conversation ("hey man, remember that time you talked about ______? yeah. it pissed me off the way you said that.") but maybe... I dunno. drop something in the chatbox? my formspring if you would rather be anon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again i'm assuming that people actually visit this blog and read what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on the topic of things I need to apologise for...&lt;br /&gt;SORRY MICHAEL FOR PICKING YOU UP LIKE THAT D:&lt;br /&gt;that was poor, poor judgement on my part&lt;br /&gt;i realised, then was like "shit, need to put him down!"&lt;br /&gt;but there were like chairs and stuff, and i couldnt just drop you...&lt;br /&gt;so you were probably suspended there for much longer than you shouldve been.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY. I'm glad you seemed okay afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;lol people who weren't there are probably wtf-ing at me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I deserve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the world was supposed to end today, I wonder if the people who actually believed that went out and did crazy stuff. time to check the news tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-1932387980724142776?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1932387980724142776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-sun-apparently-only-one-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1932387980724142776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1932387980724142776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-sun-apparently-only-one-who.html' title='this is sun, apparently the only one who writes here anymore.'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-4532110347375043396</id><published>2011-04-10T17:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T17:23:22.281+10:00</updated><title type='text'>another one (no such thing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iMKy-GfFOmQ" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-4532110347375043396?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4532110347375043396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-one-no-such-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4532110347375043396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4532110347375043396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-one-no-such-thing.html' title='another one (no such thing)'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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://img.youtube.com/vi/iMKy-GfFOmQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-4416002831021035781</id><published>2011-03-31T00:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T00:16:01.818+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A post that isn't about music.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, hmm I wonder who reads this blog anymore&lt;br /&gt;ray doesn't post, linly rarely posts, it's like the opposite of what happened in the beginning D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there have been various things going on in my life, feels pretty packed at the moment mainly due to musical the ever increasing workload. Just as I was starting th get used to it English comes along and forces me to stay up till like 4, so if anyone was wondering why I was pretty stoned particularly at the start of the day, here's your reason. felt like falling asleep everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to try and figure out how people think, what makes them do the things they do. Getting to know someone and realizing that the small image in your head is completely wrong however, is weird. It's ridiculously easy to fall into a pattern of assuming things about people from what they do, assuming that they think in this particular way or assuming that the first 30 second snippet is enough for you to understand who they are. I've been wrong a fair few times, but the first impression still lingers, a possibility. You can never completely know someone afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i trying to be deep and meaningful? nope. but it does mean that I probably have a little picture of you inside my mind of who you are, or atleast who you seem to be to me, and sometimes I wonder what you guys might think of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-4416002831021035781?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4416002831021035781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-that-isnt-about-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4416002831021035781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4416002831021035781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/post-that-isnt-about-music.html' title='A post that isn&apos;t about music.'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-4878865357558730113</id><published>2011-03-21T16:36:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T18:57:06.554+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellowcard</title><content type='html'>OKAY. here is the first of the CDs, track by track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/1/3/5/7/0/5/8/1/orig-13570581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/1/3/5/7/0/5/8/1/orig-13570581.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yellowcard: When You're Through Thinking, Say Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sound of You and Me: &lt;/b&gt;Very energetic song, especially the drum work here. The drums are very driving with continuous bass and snare, but it seems overdone, especially in the verses. I personally think that the verses should've been toned down in terms of drums. The chorus is quite catchy, the breakdown at the end is a nice contrast, and overall a good but not great song. 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For You, And Your Denial: &lt;/b&gt;A much better song in terms of balance, and a suitable first single. The guitar work complements the violin nicely, and the bridge has a lot of impact vocally with nice harmonies. The repetition of "go now" and "break down" seems a bit unnecessary of there just to fill in the space. 8.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With You Around&lt;/b&gt;: Follows a very familiar pop punk verse chorus guitar solo structure, and it feels like I've heard it before. The chorus isn't as catchy as some of the other songs and it just doesn't have much of an impact on me. 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hang You Up&lt;/b&gt;: Probably their second single, this is a nice break from the heavier songs that came before it. A nice acoustic feel with a solid bass beat behind it. The singing is good and the violin fits nicely in the whole atmosphere. The lyrics and melody are quite repetitive but at the same time catchy, saying that, I get the feeling that this is a song that might get irritating if overplayed. 8.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life of Leaving Home: &lt;/b&gt;Right from the beginning it pulls you back into the heavier guitar riffs and and in my opinion a very peculiar violin melody. Catchy chorus, very sing-along-able. Much tamer drumming which is a good thing in this case. 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hide: &lt;/b&gt;Something about the chorus of this song irritates me. It could be the lyrics. The verses are nice and the instrumental backing is very cohesive, but again, the chorus lets this song down. 6.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Soundtrack: &lt;/b&gt;After a few listens, this is probably one of my favourite songs off this album. A nice distorted guitar tone, and the violin to provide a higher pitch continuous melody underneath some powerful vocals. Here I'd like to mention that the singer, Ryan Key, has greatly improved from previous albums vocally. 9/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sing For Me:&lt;/b&gt; Another slightly softer song, It has a nice guitar part in the pre-chorus but the chorus could be better. "Sing For Me" seems too... i dont know. its like. MY NAME IS SING FOR ME. SO I WILL REPEAT THIS MANY MANY TIMES AFTER A SMALL PAUSE. or the opposite, since this is said so many times lets just name it that!. It needs either variation or a new melody in my opinion. 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;See Me Smiling:&lt;/b&gt; The song has a nice balance between heavy and mellow tones, and quite a catchy chorus melody. I dislike the "I hope you can see me smiling" again because it seems so forced in my opinion. The bridge/buildup is very nice with a slower section followed by that "omgomgbuildingupbuildingupimgoingtoexplodethisissoepic" kinda instrumental build up. Especially on the drums with a very nice fill before returning to the chorus. Much talk about how the yellowcard drummer is underrated, I think he is very good at fast drumming but lacks a bit of feel in comparison to other drummers who are hailed to be "the best". In this song however, he does very well. 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be The Young: &lt;/b&gt;A nice song to finish off with, enjoyed the guitar work in this one. not because its particularly intense or interesting, but it created a suitable atmosphere around the song. Not the best in terms of vocal melody, but overall quite a good song. 7.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OVERALL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album didn't disappoint, then again i had no expectations because i thought yellowcard was dead. Its definitely pop punk, it holds every pop punk stereotype that comes to mind, especially in the lyrics department. Not my favourite album at the moment but I get the feeling that it might grow on me. 8/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-4878865357558730113?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4878865357558730113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/yellowcard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4878865357558730113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4878865357558730113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/yellowcard.html' title='Yellowcard'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-5924902553164773559</id><published>2011-03-17T17:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:10:28.104+11:00</updated><title type='text'>more music!</title><content type='html'>okay so downloaded yellowcard and strokes albums (yayyyy)&lt;br /&gt;and just found out that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. rise against are also releasing a new album soon and have already got a single out&lt;br /&gt;2. all time low also have a new album coming out&lt;br /&gt;3. midnight youth are about to start recording a new album, which means maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may post reviews of the new albums i am downloading, but don't expect it to be interesting xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-5924902553164773559?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5924902553164773559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5924902553164773559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5924902553164773559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-music.html' title='more music!'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-21122577463321120</id><published>2011-03-13T19:31:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T19:31:56.292+11:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you everyone for a pretty awesome day :D</title><content type='html'>and thank you to everyone who chipped in for that drum pedal&lt;br /&gt;no more bending down to reattach it for a while 8D&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it would be nice if the new one never broke but seeing as im not particularly soft on it sometimes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all the other nice presents and cards as well :D&lt;br /&gt;I havent forgotten you guys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, have a funny picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.imgur.com/eGOt8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://i.imgur.com/eGOt8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-21122577463321120?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/21122577463321120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/thank-you-everyone-for-pretty-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/21122577463321120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/21122577463321120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/thank-you-everyone-for-pretty-awesome.html' title='thank you everyone for a pretty awesome day :D'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-8934780550203068237</id><published>2011-03-06T16:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T16:31:02.512+11:00</updated><title type='text'>helloo....</title><content type='html'>so musical starting and i'm really excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;rehearsals till 9 practicing hilarious lines with a group of friends that leave me laughing on the floor unable to catch my breath? why, it sounds like this year's going to be pretty good 8D. How i'm going to say my lines without laughing i don't know. or should i say face my counterpart while they're saying their lines to me. you'll see what i mean if you watch the musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the downside to all this awesomeness (because nothing good comes for free) is the time. I now have cadets, stage band, 2 olympiads, strings (which im probably quitting), musical and maybe even choir if michael successfully drags me to the rehearsals each time. That's alot of freaking time spent at school given that musical by itself is already 16 extra hours at school per week. add that to the year 11 workload which I'm already finding to be much more than year 10, and you get many late nights and tired eyes in the morning. I hope i can get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely addicted to the song by the strokes that i posted before. just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i had been poor or had a difficult childhood or something. anyone else ever done that? probably. its not because i wanted to inflict pain on myself or anything but simply because i wish i didn't take so many things for granted. I struggle to keep myself from getting annoyed or pissed at various small things when i know im goddamn lucky to have everything that i've got; some really awesome friends, an education that looks pretty decent, all the comforts of being in an economically stable family, and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you've probably heard that all before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to another thing. originality.&lt;br /&gt;I've heard things about how music can never be original because we now have the capability to preserve and share any ideas we come up with digitally. Over time, anything that is written has almost definitely similar at the least to something recorded before. I beg to differ. I personally thing that someday someones going to come up with a completely new style of music, that sounds ridiculous or stupid to me but people are going to listen to it, and love it. I really want to hear this if it happens. seeing as music has progressed from classical to rock and roll to rock to pop (in a nutshell) and they're all very different from each other, using various instruments and such, its only logical that something else will take over from pop. what kinda feel it has, what kind of instruments it uses, well i don't know. but i hope its funky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying that, tumblr photos with one "emotional" line on them will never be original. i swear. &lt;br /&gt;this is a not very well thought out word dump. feel free to say you've heard it all before or don't agree with it. i'll probably end up agreeing with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-8934780550203068237?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8934780550203068237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/helloo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8934780550203068237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8934780550203068237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/helloo.html' title='helloo....'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-7018404682475167132</id><published>2011-03-05T10:46:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T21:29:54.570+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>hey guys&lt;br /&gt;just a little list of bands who are releasing an album this year or soon.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to all of these :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foo fighters&lt;br /&gt;red hot chili peppers&lt;br /&gt;yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;the strokes&lt;br /&gt;funeral for a friend&lt;br /&gt;panic! at the disco&lt;br /&gt;the getaway plan&lt;br /&gt;blink 182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably missed some too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres the new song by the strokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_l09H-3zzgA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-7018404682475167132?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7018404682475167132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7018404682475167132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7018404682475167132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/03/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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://img.youtube.com/vi/_l09H-3zzgA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-240921962551028870</id><published>2011-02-24T20:56:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T21:14:48.453+11:00</updated><title type='text'>linly made this post</title><content type='html'>soooo, school sucks. year ten come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandra made a post about this a while ago - do you ever feel [like a plastic baaag] like you don't really know yourself anymore? it feels like the person i am changes everyday, i've no idea who the hell i'm going to be when i wake up in the morning and whether or not i'll like that person. the basic parts of my personality are there everyday but sometimes i'm spastic, sometimes i'm high, sometimes i'm lame beyond belief and sometimes i'm unbelievably mean. sorry to all the people on the receiving end of my mean-ness. i don't know what it is but it makes everything so unstable and i can't plan ahead for things without wondering whether the possibly-very-different-future-me will bother doing them or not. ugh. frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;and recently there's been way more low days than high ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, because this needs repeating twice - school sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, what the fuck's with the world. stop with the floods and earthquakes and tsunamis already.&lt;br /&gt;our blog sends its greatest sympathies to all the victims of Christchurch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zcGUg4tNR2M" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay in other happier but somewhat irrelevant news: PANIC AND GETAWAY PLAN ARE BACK!&lt;br /&gt;panic at the disco's style is hilarious, only they would jump from being borderline gay to being vampires. BRENDON URIE I HAVE MISSED YOUR LOVELY FACE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gOgpdp3lP8M" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-240921962551028870?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/240921962551028870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/linly-made-this-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/240921962551028870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/240921962551028870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/linly-made-this-post.html' title='linly made this post'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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://img.youtube.com/vi/zcGUg4tNR2M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-3757920874752544709</id><published>2011-02-14T20:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:36:24.032+11:00</updated><title type='text'>love this song/video atm</title><content type='html'>warning: its not pop or rnb, its slightly heavier rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/61ESVVk4bNk" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-3757920874752544709?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3757920874752544709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-this-songvideo-atm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3757920874752544709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3757920874752544709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-this-songvideo-atm.html' title='love this song/video atm'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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://img.youtube.com/vi/61ESVVk4bNk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-8284799229606696500</id><published>2011-02-12T19:55:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:56:50.962+11:00</updated><title type='text'>something to have a think about</title><content type='html'>Question, how do we know that the colours we see are the same as what everyone else sees?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it sounds weird at first&lt;br /&gt;But have a think about it...&lt;br /&gt;what if someone was born whose eyes saw &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;this colour&lt;/span&gt; whenever we saw &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;this colour&lt;/span&gt;, and maybe &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;this colour&lt;/span&gt; whenever we saw &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;this colour&lt;/span&gt;. By that i mean they would call &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;blue and &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; green, since they would be taught what to name colours via observation (i.e the sky is blue, grass is green). To them, that would be completely normal. The only exception to this is black and white because that's just the absence of light or just white light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying that, maybe my 'blue' is your 'green', maybe the world looks completely different in your eyes. I could be seeing a completely different set of colours from anyone else.  If that was true then maybe if i could see what you see i'd think youre completely mental of i'd fallen into some psychedelic world. There would be no way to prove who is right and what the world "really" looks like in terms of colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-8284799229606696500?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8284799229606696500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/something-to-have-think-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8284799229606696500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8284799229606696500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/02/something-to-have-think-about.html' title='something to have a think about'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-7073625799286275028</id><published>2011-02-02T20:16:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:17:39.290+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's okay ray, everyone loves your face :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-7073625799286275028?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-4697907898272931367</id><published>2011-01-31T21:02:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:02:25.604+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Down</title><content type='html'>Finally got a cover with both me and ray (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d47Y4tLvjIY" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-4697907898272931367?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4697907898272931367/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-4433851617629056410</id><published>2011-01-23T10:26:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T09:50:06.041+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Videos</title><content type='html'>Just a question, what makes a music video good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like okay there are a few categories/criteria i have in mind...&lt;br /&gt;Aesthetics&lt;br /&gt;Relevance to Song Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Synchronization with feel/beat of music&lt;br /&gt;Atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of these do you think is most important?&lt;br /&gt;alot of videos these days seem to lean towards aesthetics more than anything or just a bunch of dancing people with the singer singing somewhere. (i.e. most of the dance music out there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hello everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;our holidays are coming to a close once again&lt;br /&gt;for me this is around the time where i realise that i havent done half the stuff I promised myself I would do. For instance getting fitter, walking the dog more, studying a bit and making a full instrumental recording of a song I wrote. given that there's a week left I guess its not tooo late to get started but really im probably just going to keep being lazy at home and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent gone out for ages (2 times this holidays I think? maybe 3) which is quite sad so I think I might organise something to do. If anyones got any ideas for an outing that's not at the city (which i basically cant go to) that would be much appreciated and I'm sure you'd love to get out as well. and if anyone wants tgo organise a soccer game or something at kingsdene that would be cool, although the majority of guys in our grade are either basketball or touch players rather than soccer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music corner again!&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten myself addicted to Phoenix, and I cant help but feel jealous at the instrumentals they come up with... so beautiful *_*&lt;br /&gt;You may disagree with me, say that the instrumental part is really simple and boring but to me this stuff is really really good. It compliments the vocal melody well, which at first I didn't like the singers voice but now its just grown on me. Lyrics are at first glance nonsensical, but they make sense with closer inspection, apart from the poor grammar here and there. They're french guys so fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the page break are 3 videos, all from phoenix, but i didnt want to spam the page so i put it under a break.... Yeah I put 3 because I couldnt decide which ones to put cause I like them all xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/okbDmEGrCZ8" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-IkcmsBIK3M" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XSSQ1isMC8A" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Videos'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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://img.youtube.com/vi/okbDmEGrCZ8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-888134602876340439</id><published>2011-01-15T19:45:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T19:45:24.233+11:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark</title><content type='html'>Ill actually write a decent blogpost with text in a while&lt;br /&gt;as well as upload another youtube video of me doing a cover but for now, i reaally like this remix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" 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src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TlTRBJRL6-A" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x) i was bored in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-2515083737795310577?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2515083737795310577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/guess-who-just-made-youtube-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/2515083737795310577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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at home mostly, oh went out for crystals birthday&lt;br /&gt;that was fun, we watched unstoppable (basically speed with a train replacing the bus) which wasnt bad except for the fact that well, it was an amp-ed up version of speed. Norita was fun, playing taboo, cool game. Lol everyone bought easyway because there was a deal where you buy a drink and get a voucher for a cheaper movie ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yellowcard are back from hiatus and are releasing a new album, single out 18th Jan (:&lt;br /&gt;been a while since ive heard them but i used to really like them&lt;br /&gt;heres a little live video to give you an idea of what it might be like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sBAo0BVSNlw" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip to 1:13 for the actual song x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-15583302636025138?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/15583302636025138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-again-d-ive-been-hanging-round-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/15583302636025138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/15583302636025138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-again-d-ive-been-hanging-round-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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://img.youtube.com/vi/sBAo0BVSNlw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-6076900734436249360</id><published>2010-12-31T18:37:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T18:39:54.369+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright guys, for now Ray's gone overseas, and Linly as far as I know still isn't back...&lt;br /&gt;so you're stuck with me for a while. (i &lt;b&gt;did&lt;/b&gt; say i would revive this blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, sorry if i'm not entertaining. ^^'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always, here's some music for anyone who's interested in what I might be listening to or just wants to find something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrice - Stare at the Sun&lt;br /&gt;Friendly Fires - Paris&lt;br /&gt;A Day to Remember - I'm Made of Wax Larry, What Are You Made Of? &lt;br /&gt;Story of the Year - And The Hero Will Drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're all relatively old but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9pyA_lSJXK4" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the break is my little cliche section on the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's new years eve and 2011 is only 6 hours away&lt;br /&gt;a few going to watch the fireworks to see it in, have fun you guys&lt;br /&gt;as for me im just hanging round at home with my family, which is all good as well.&lt;br /&gt;this years gone past really quickly (if you keep up with everyone's blogs like I do you would've read that at least a hundred times) its true, same as every year. Every year it feels like time is dragging on, those hours in history or maths where it feels like an eternity, but as soon as we look back we forget all those times, and remember all the fun things we've been through, the memorable moments leaving the impression that time flew by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i feel like recalling some of the things that were memorable to me this year.&lt;br /&gt;no order, ill miss things, but just the first 5 things that come to mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Formal/Camp.&lt;br /&gt;I put these together simply because of how close they were (within a week of each other if im not wrong).&lt;br /&gt;Time where we could just forget about what homework or assignments were due and really relax. Thanks to the rest of the formal committee for all the efforts put into formal, performing was really fun as always and it felt awesome when people applauded us, the glances towards each other whenever someone forgot words etc. Camp (lol napoleon dynamite was fail) thanks to my cabin for being hilarious (basically the same as our formal table too) and my group for being awesome throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Music/Va Excursions&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss these, sorely. the stupidity, the randomness, most of the time not because of the excursions themselves but just the things that people do and say during, what happens afterwards and the funny moments on the train home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Class, sitting with Bae and Ray and Bam (if he's not ditching us)&lt;br /&gt;You guys are awesome, really. science and english mostly. We've been immature, we've made jokes about michael and nancy, thought up dares and all sorts of random stuff. I hope we all have some classes together next year as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Caberet night and the hours before/Presentation Night&lt;br /&gt;only 1 proper practice together, couple of frantic practices during the breaks at the actual night, and actually getting through the performance and feeling proud of ourselves; Ray, Brian, Joyce... that was really really fun. &lt;br /&gt;And presentation night, impromptue guitaring with Jeff with Joyce playing drums on another guitar. To think we would've been stuck in the hall for a couple of hours, instead of playing music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The birthday parties, surprise birthday parties, outings.&lt;br /&gt;couple of things come to mind, dom and nancy's surprise one when we were all cramped up on the floor of A2.1, the huge parties (crystals and october peoples to name a few), lying in the grass at night on my birthday, and the list goes on. Thank you guys. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone for a great year and all the best for the next :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-6076900734436249360?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6076900734436249360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/12/alright-guys-for-now-rays-gone-overseas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6076900734436249360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6076900734436249360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/12/alright-guys-for-now-rays-gone-overseas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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://img.youtube.com/vi/9pyA_lSJXK4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-5330191551188765272</id><published>2010-11-29T20:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T20:07:56.993+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i swear...</title><content type='html'>we'll revive this blog one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just you wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-5330191551188765272?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5330191551188765272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-swear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5330191551188765272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5330191551188765272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-swear.html' title='i swear...'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-3961694002006586589</id><published>2010-08-13T23:09:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T23:10:38.738+10:00</updated><title type='text'>look, it's freddie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/TGVELhqx5XI/AAAAAAAAAIk/AqQb3mQT_dM/s1600/Skins-New-Cast-Luke-Pasqualino-WK1-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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Holidays&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep this short because well.... i have to. there isn't much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Been out twice, once to laser tag last wednesday (you can read all about that &lt;a href="http://awanderingthought.wordpress.com/2010/07/08/lasertag-picnic-yeahh/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and crashing ray's house without giving him notice to check out his new house and stuff. apparently he wasn't allowed to invite anyone over until everything was cleaned/set up etc. but technically he didn't really invite me so its all good. :D &lt;br /&gt;His house has such a high roof o.O feels so spacious....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of it (from longest to shortest) has been spent listening to music, writing riffs/songs on guitar, doing va/geo homework, studying a bit for nqe... and walking my dog. sounds like one day but yes, that's all i've been doing for the past 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the week before the holidays i got to meet up with aidan and matt from midnight youth at our cafe :D&lt;br /&gt;they're cool and we just had lunch and talked about random stuff like fifa for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3gTRi2uoKvI/TEA228KYtII/AAAAAAAAABA/11HdWq8YLO8/s1600/Image0104%282%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3gTRi2uoKvI/TEA228KYtII/AAAAAAAAABA/11HdWq8YLO8/s320/Image0104%282%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Music&lt;br /&gt;Few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking forward to the new opshop album and the debut naked and famous album. both of which are bands from NZ but are still worth checking out. Both coming out in a month or two.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been listening to a couple of different styles of music lately, not the usual alternative rock etc. florence and the machine have some pretty cool songs, justice - genesis is addictive, the naked and famous - young blood seemed strange at first  but its pretty awesome, everything by phoenix has grown on me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Checked Rise against out after i saw it on sandra's blog, that album is really good. drones and prayer for the refugee are my favourites&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anyone remember this song? i'm blue by eiffel 65. cool song.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/68ugkg9RePc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/68ugkg9RePc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;3. Random Trivia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;North Korea hired Chinese actors to show up to the World Cup and cheer for their team in the stands.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Most North Koreans wouldn't be able to go anyway. They either couldn't afford to go to South Africa, or they weren't allowed to get a visa to leave North Korea. Instead, North Korea brought over a group 1,000 Chinese fans, including a group of actors and musicians to cheer for their team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;This video was made without a backing instrumental or anything, just the two songs cut up and stuck together.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone else see the similarities here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T2dPA2dCRNY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T2dPA2dCRNY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. meme after the page break. (ty eternal fireworks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110. My last name: Kim&lt;br /&gt;109. I was born in: Seoul&lt;br /&gt;108. I am really: clumsy TT&lt;br /&gt;107. My phone is: nokia! forgot which model&lt;br /&gt;106. My eye color is: brown...&lt;br /&gt;105. My ring size is: ring size?&lt;br /&gt;104. My height is: around 174 cm?&lt;br /&gt;103. I am allergic to: dust mites &lt;br /&gt;102. I was born on: 07/03/95&lt;br /&gt;101. I am annoyed by: lots of things. like... not being able to go city.&lt;br /&gt;100: What happened to question 189? I dont get this question.&lt;br /&gt;99. My bed is: comfortable&lt;br /&gt;98: One thing you don’t like about yourself: I walk into/fall over shit daily.&lt;br /&gt;97. Do you sleep on your side, stomach, or back? i don't know, back or side?&lt;br /&gt;96. How do you vent anger? i generally don't. whenever you see me randomly shouting and stuff its usually just jokes x) if im genuinely angry i'll say im pissed and like... sulk. &lt;br /&gt;95. How did your day start off? surprised, dont really wake up at 11 am often&lt;br /&gt;94. Do you get along with guys or girls better? i don't know, probably guys?&lt;br /&gt;93. How do you think you look right this moment? bored and stoning&lt;br /&gt;92. Last person you went to the movies with? hmm. i cant remember ._.&lt;br /&gt;91. My favorite Holiday is: well when i went to nz last year that was pretty awesome. really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;90. The last CD I bought was: erm. never bought a cd before xD but my brother bought stadium arcadium ages ago&lt;br /&gt;89. Do you have any siblings? older brother&lt;br /&gt;88. What did you do yesterday? crash rays 8)&lt;br /&gt;87. When in doubt? ... &lt;br /&gt;:::I Do /Do Not Believe In::::&lt;br /&gt;86. Love at first sight? not really&lt;br /&gt;85. Luck? yup&lt;br /&gt;84. Fate? don't really want to&lt;br /&gt;83. Aliens?: well there has to be life somewhere other than on earth. too many galaxies for there not to be.&lt;br /&gt;82. Heaven?: yeahp&lt;br /&gt;81. Hell?: yeahp&lt;br /&gt;80. Ghosts? Haven’t seen one, so no.&lt;br /&gt;79. Horoscopes? ahaha funny to watch people go "OMG THATS SO RIGHT." but no.&lt;br /&gt;78. Soulmates? not really&lt;br /&gt;77. Karma? what goes around, comes around sorta thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:::Which is Better?:::&lt;br /&gt;AND YES YOU HAVE TO PICK ONE&lt;br /&gt;76. Drunk or High? high as in high on drugs or just... high.&lt;br /&gt;75. On the phone or online: depends.&lt;br /&gt;74. Red heads or blondes? *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;73. Blondes or Brunettes? i never knew what was meant by brunette. black? brown?&lt;br /&gt;72. Hot or cold?: cold&lt;br /&gt;71. Summer or Winter: winter!&lt;br /&gt;70. Chocolate or vanilla? Chocolate, except for Ice-Cream &lt;br /&gt;69. Night or Day?: day&lt;br /&gt;68. Oranges or Apples?:oranges that are sweet are ridiculously good.&lt;br /&gt;67. Curly or Straight hair:? curly, duh. we all know afros are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Here’s What I Think About:::&lt;br /&gt;66. Abortion: situation dependant&lt;br /&gt;65. Backstabbers: situation dependant, generally not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;64. Parents:they seem to respect me, i respect them. and they do lots of things for me :D&lt;br /&gt;:::Last time I:::&lt;br /&gt;63. hugged someone: i think i hugged my dad yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;62. Saw someone: i saw my parents yesterday. if family doesn't count i saw ray yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;61: Cried in front of someone? in front of someone? does yawning count? xD i dunno its been a while. maybe when i left nz.&lt;br /&gt;:::Random:::&lt;br /&gt;60. Who is the ditziest person you know: ditzy? *urbandictionary* young and innocent....&lt;br /&gt;59. Who makes you laugh? lots of people ^^&lt;br /&gt;58. Last show you watched? 제빵왕 김탁구... lol parents watching drama&lt;br /&gt;57. What you don’t understand is? there are some people i don't understand.... &lt;br /&gt;56. The most unsatisfying answer:"nvm" or "don't worry about it"&lt;br /&gt;55. Something I really miss when I leave home is? The internet and the funny/awesome stuff it gives me 8)&lt;br /&gt;54. The thing I’m looking forward to the most is? ... i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;53. Tomorrow: is saturday! i have a soccer game&lt;br /&gt;52. Today: I actually did some productive study on chem&lt;br /&gt;51. Next Summer: im HOPEFULLY GOING TO HAVE AN AIR CON&lt;br /&gt;50. This Weekend: relax while i can&lt;br /&gt;49. The person(s) who knows the most about me is: you.&lt;br /&gt;48. The most difficult thing to do is? nothing. like... absolutely nothing for more than 30 min&lt;br /&gt;47. I haven’t gotten a speeding ticket: cause I don’t drive&lt;br /&gt;46. The first person I talked to today was: mum&lt;br /&gt;45. First time you had a crush: ... somewhere around year 4?&lt;br /&gt;44. The one person who I can’t hide things from: My brother. I don't find the need to.&lt;br /&gt;43. Last time someone said something you were thinking: watching fifa final "WTF WAS HE DOING?"&lt;br /&gt;42. Right now I am talking to? noone...&lt;br /&gt;41. What is your dream job? wanted to be an architect before... i really dont know.&lt;br /&gt;40. First job? if it counts i work at my dads cafe&lt;br /&gt;39. I have had these pets: Dog - awesome-est dog i know&lt;br /&gt;38. I can still see: because I have eyes. small ones.&lt;br /&gt;37. The worst sound in the world is? high pitched feedback. TT&lt;br /&gt;36. The person who makes me cry the most:*shrug*&lt;br /&gt;35. Best sound in the world?: good music. 8)&lt;br /&gt;34. What makes you happy? varies, who said only one thing makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;33. Cats or dogs?: dogs!&lt;br /&gt;32. Myspace or Facebook: neither, theyre both the same.&lt;br /&gt;31. Mexican food or Chinese? japanese (Y)&lt;br /&gt;30. My favorite piece of clothing? ... no idea. i have heaps of hoodies though&lt;br /&gt;29. My favorite color(s) are: dark blue and teal&lt;br /&gt;28. Last time I cried:when i left nz i think....&lt;br /&gt;27. My friends: i consider to be awesome, which is basically a requirement.&lt;br /&gt;26. My computer is? hp laptop. &lt;br /&gt;25. Last person I got mad at: really mad? i think it was my brother last year.&lt;br /&gt;24. Person you secretly crush on?: hrmm.&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite place to eat?: our cafe, duh&lt;br /&gt;22. Favorite song: changes whenever&lt;br /&gt;21. The all-time best show is: friends or house. only two i've really watched &lt;br /&gt;20. The all-time best feeling in the world is: happiness. because the definition of happiness is a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;18. What color is your hairbrush: my mums is white. hairbrushes don't agree with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite shoes: comfortable ones&lt;br /&gt;16. I lose all respect for people who: ... i don't know ._.&lt;br /&gt;15. favorite channel to watch: it was sbs during the world cup&lt;br /&gt;14. favorite food: japanese (Y)&lt;br /&gt;13. favorite day of the week: saturday&lt;br /&gt;12. Best Feature(s) in the opposite sex: er face?&lt;br /&gt;11. The worst pain I was ever in was: either breaking my leg (all three times), half drowning or kiran kicking me in the balls.&lt;br /&gt;10. Best Memory: many. manymanymanymany.&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite TV show? wasnt this a question before? yeah 21...&lt;br /&gt;8. My favorite singer/band: tends to change around heaps&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Stuffed Animal?.... i guess the panda bae gave me and the blue bear bam gave me xD&lt;br /&gt;6. Greatest Fear: do we have to label them from greatest to least ._. a fear is a fear&lt;br /&gt;5. My weakness is: not one thing, its many.&lt;br /&gt;4. When was your last concert? concert? music elective night? haha&lt;br /&gt;3. Who broke your heart? no one. what gave you that idea?&lt;br /&gt;2. One thing that makes you feel great is: being with friends (:&lt;br /&gt;1. 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title='eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/TD-sBTQrTeI/AAAAAAAAAIc/RJXcqNOhkS0/s72-c/0006db5t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-3204370986280933817</id><published>2010-06-24T17:37:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:48:27.184+10:00</updated><title type='text'>krudd</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZwmRRQ8Aec&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZwmRRQ8Aec&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this vid's a bit mean but FAIR SHAKE OF THE SAUCE BOTTLE MATE!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh i still like ruddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHUD10tVgFg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NHUD10tVgFg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god, honorary asian. skip to :44-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was way abrupt and i don't like the look of gillard but her name's funny. gill-lard. fat fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;politicians get forgotten so easily, remember that mark latham guy who just disappeared after his failed campaign? i liked him too but i don't know shit about politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, BYE RUDDY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-3204370986280933817?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3204370986280933817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/krudd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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WAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun says:&lt;br /&gt;*xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EBEBE says:&lt;br /&gt;*Ruined my day&lt;br /&gt;*No, my long weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun says:&lt;br /&gt;*damn&lt;br /&gt;*thats pretty harsh man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EBEBE says:&lt;br /&gt;*Of him i know&lt;br /&gt;*Lets bash him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun says:&lt;br /&gt;*yeah&lt;br /&gt;*slowly.&lt;br /&gt;*so he progressively begins to understand&lt;br /&gt;*how much this has hurt the korean people of this country.&lt;br /&gt;*especially of this school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EBEBE says:&lt;br /&gt;*And also&lt;br /&gt;*Sullied her majesty the queen's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun says:&lt;br /&gt;*oh dear i didnt notice that&lt;br /&gt;*he's gone too far.&lt;br /&gt;*too. far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EBEBE says:&lt;br /&gt;*Execution is too nice a punishment for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun says:&lt;br /&gt;*what he requires is slow torture.&lt;br /&gt;*with us&lt;br /&gt;*repeating whatever he says&lt;br /&gt;*for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EBEBE says:&lt;br /&gt;*Maybe a guillotine&lt;br /&gt;*But not on the neck&lt;br /&gt;*We'll cut slivers off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun says:&lt;br /&gt;*xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EBEBE says:&lt;br /&gt;*Like sashimi&lt;br /&gt;*And eat him right in front of his very eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun says:&lt;br /&gt;*...&lt;br /&gt;*i cant chew ben.&lt;br /&gt;*its disgusting&lt;br /&gt;*feed it to the chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EBEBE says:&lt;br /&gt;*Yeah&lt;br /&gt;*I was kinda regretting saying that&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks&lt;br /&gt;*And whoever eats it will probably become all shifty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun says:&lt;br /&gt;*i know&lt;br /&gt;*the chickens will be like in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;*sending out decoys&lt;br /&gt;*then stealing shit from everywhere&lt;br /&gt;*and blaming&lt;br /&gt;*raymond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EBEBE says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*-ahem-&lt;br /&gt;*Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-186684436895997516?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/186684436895997516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/be-warned-ben.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/186684436895997516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/186684436895997516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/be-warned-ben.html' title='be warned ben.'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-46722957356998461</id><published>2010-06-07T22:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:02:00.878+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i do hope things work out for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/TAzs9QwzmdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/P94T0rOQRxA/s1600/tumblr_l1v3x8dXeI1qaz06yo1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 401px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/TAzsiKY-GLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/tQGUZNc9F_s/s320/110670531-441a60a2a615da22d5e3e0fa1905e25b.4c094628-full_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480014918251845810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-46722957356998461?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/46722957356998461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-do-hope-things-work-out-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/46722957356998461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/46722957356998461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-do-hope-things-work-out-for-you.html' title='i do hope things work out for you'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/TAzs9QwzmdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/P94T0rOQRxA/s72-c/tumblr_l1v3x8dXeI1qaz06yo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-1123155261447761138</id><published>2010-06-04T22:41:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:43:23.091+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/TAj0jSSjIcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/G6hF-4O2H1o/s1600/tumblr_l2cly6IFs01qatt0uo1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/TAj0jSSjIcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/G6hF-4O2H1o/s320/tumblr_l2cly6IFs01qatt0uo1_400_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478897833738445250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey! HEY!&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful kind of day! DAY!&lt;br /&gt;We can learn to work and play! PLAY&lt;br /&gt;And get along with each otherrrrrr&lt;br /&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/1188929806203718011-1123155261447761138?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1123155261447761138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-hey-its-wonderful-kind-of-day-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1123155261447761138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1123155261447761138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-hey-its-wonderful-kind-of-day-day.html' title=''/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/TAj0jSSjIcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/G6hF-4O2H1o/s72-c/tumblr_l2cly6IFs01qatt0uo1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-1315621278749033913</id><published>2010-06-04T18:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T18:10:57.565+10:00</updated><title type='text'>symphony no.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nkzrSZKA4cM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nkzrSZKA4cM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw it at meet the music a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;dont usually listen to things like this but i like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-1315621278749033913?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1315621278749033913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/symphony-no5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1315621278749033913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1315621278749033913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/symphony-no5.html' title='symphony no.5'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-612922966401005167</id><published>2010-06-03T17:31:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:42:52.697+10:00</updated><title type='text'>damon doesn't keep a diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LR4yki9rRko&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LR4yki9rRko&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely looooooove damon salvatore&lt;br /&gt;can't even imagine why anyone would lust after stefan with DAMON there&lt;br /&gt;elena should be with damon what the HELL is wrong with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh there may be spoilers in the vid above, beware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who've watched the whole first season, does elena age thirty years in the process or are the lines and shadows on her face my imagination?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-612922966401005167?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/612922966401005167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/damon-doesnt-keep-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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DID THEY CREATE A SHOW TO STRETCH OUT THE AWFUL PLOT-LINE OF TWILIGHT INTO AN ENTIRE SEASON (PROBABLY MORE)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better than twilight, less blue, less sparkly&lt;br /&gt;but STIIIIIIIIIIILL stefan is just edward with better hair&lt;br /&gt;and elena has way more family issues than bella&lt;br /&gt;plus there are druggies and other unexplained supernatural beings&lt;br /&gt;and a pretty purple flower that looks like lavender that makes the vampires die&lt;br /&gt;i say, BRING IN THE WEREWOLVES AND YOUR STORY WILL BE COMPLETE&lt;br /&gt;why can't i take tv shows seriously anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but god, damon salvatore, yes please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/TAC3Iz3dhmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iF7k0BhqUEk/s1600/damon-salvatore-picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/TAC3Iz3dhmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iF7k0BhqUEk/s320/damon-salvatore-picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476578508872189538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nina dobrev not too bad either.&lt;br /&gt;oh and leanne, KRISTIN KREUK IS UGLY WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-7432512472520377469?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7432512472520377469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/vampires-dont-write-in-diaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-1132980654526498508</id><published>2010-05-29T09:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T09:42:21.972+10:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;it's time to open up and shed a little light on your soul &lt;br /&gt;'cause the box you put your heartache in got lost or swept out to sea &lt;br /&gt;now it's time just to move on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'cause it's a great time to live and it's time to &lt;br /&gt;stand up and be counted  on&lt;br /&gt;'cause it's a great time to live and it's time to &lt;br /&gt;stand up and be counted on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's a long long road to carry on i've got to &lt;br /&gt;stand up and be counted on, it's a long long &lt;br /&gt;road and i've got to be strong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-1132980654526498508?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1132980654526498508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1132980654526498508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1132980654526498508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-5474800202019944985</id><published>2010-05-26T21:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:27:40.132+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S_0FjGNf_yI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lx2YAyLcyCk/s1600/tumblr_koiytjIX221qzb31mo1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S_0FjGNf_yI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lx2YAyLcyCk/s320/tumblr_koiytjIX221qzb31mo1_400_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475538822473187106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-5474800202019944985?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5474800202019944985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5474800202019944985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5474800202019944985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;loving the bones soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;and everything else bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S-QOt2pADSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/HJKe4P5UwtY/s1600/tv_bones11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 481px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S-QOt2pADSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/HJKe4P5UwtY/s320/tv_bones11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468512028459011362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1188929806203718011-6752742279154167205?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6752742279154167205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/loving-bones-soundtrack-and-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6752742279154167205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6752742279154167205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/loving-bones-soundtrack-and-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S-QOt2pADSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/HJKe4P5UwtY/s72-c/tv_bones11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-5094591073122523159</id><published>2010-05-07T18:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T18:29:40.322+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAJ AND SHELLEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys both had awesome days (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs to give me more music to listen to&lt;br /&gt;recommend me stuff, send me youtube links, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting bored of the music i have xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorta bad for quitting musical now. shouldn't have joined in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;i walk in for set crew and its really quite awkward knowing i quit.&lt;br /&gt;but i was tired. last year i guess i coped but this year i just couldn't keep going for the rest of it.&lt;br /&gt;Olympiads and stuff sorta contributed to this i guess, but saturday's the main reason i quit.&lt;br /&gt;soccer, then musical? i learn absolutely nothing. just stone or keep trying to force myself to stand.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, there are other people who do more stuff than me. doesn't change the fact that i needed to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm not fit enough, maybe i need to sleep more. i dont care, i quit because i was tired.&lt;br /&gt;call me a quitter all you like, what are you gaining from this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;P.S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Thought you'd find something special down here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;well let me entertain you atleast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every year, dogs kill more people in the US than Great White sharks have in the past 100 years.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;... strange huh...&amp;nbsp; i still like dogs more.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-5094591073122523159?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5094591073122523159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-saj-and-shelley-d-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5094591073122523159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5094591073122523159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-saj-and-shelley-d-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-2878758730240980427</id><published>2010-05-01T15:56:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T15:58:36.288+10:00</updated><title type='text'>new music, to try and revive this blog.</title><content type='html'>okay i think ill just spam a few songs that ive listened to recently&lt;br /&gt;"new" isn't the right term i guess, they aren't new songs, rather songs i've found recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Godspeed - Anberlin &lt;br /&gt;epic song, from the very start. cheers to yvonne for putting this on in va :D the whole song just blows up in your face, in a good way. the chorus is catchy, lyrics are hard to get at first but they're apparently meant to be about how sinners don't live better, more exciting and adventurous lives, which they believe to be a common misconception. whatever the lyrics mean, they're still stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/za4k3qTOPsE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/za4k3qTOPsE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Driver's Side - Zed&lt;br /&gt;used to hate the vocals, they were really annoying at first but now i'm addicted to them. nice guitar riff, maybe a bit over the top with the wah pedal but meh, i like it. lyrics make sense by themselves but to me when they're put together they're nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-ub8oneJjY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-ub8oneJjY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Pins and Needles - Opshop&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that disappoint me about opshop's new single. the whole song is flat, i.e. there isnt really a difference between the verse and the chorus, the buildup is really short and the structure is generally too rushed, not to mention the singer uses auto tune in some parts. but for some reason i just come back and listen again anyway, something about that song just grew on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdjTcdrM7Mw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdjTcdrM7Mw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Wish You Well - Bernard Fanning&lt;br /&gt;Last one xP. this song has a really nice ring to it, its by the singer from powderfinger, and i never knew what it was called or who it was by till a few days ago. catchy chorus, repetitive guitar riff, overall a feel-good sorta song. sorry about the fail video, the actual music video has embedding disabled :T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQYYKH7S9tE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQYYKH7S9tE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-7940360800676153324</id><published>2010-04-20T19:11:00.013+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:18:20.578+10:00</updated><title type='text'>CHECK OUT SEXY LAS VEGAS BRENNAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wx_JgN4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/BnwbFoNZp3U/s1600/s02e8a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wx_JgN4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/BnwbFoNZp3U/s320/s02e8a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462145927137474434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wsKg_JHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Y36pXFs4w2c/s1600/s02e8c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wsKg_JHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Y36pXFs4w2c/s320/s02e8c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462145827109545074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wnCKOjdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AdP4UQPBuDY/s1600/s02e8e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wnCKOjdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/AdP4UQPBuDY/s320/s02e8e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462145738967256530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81widyl7LI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nFUio3uUoVY/s1600/s02e8k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81widyl7LI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nFUio3uUoVY/s320/s02e8k.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462145660484971698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81waaK4WoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_bOi_SGwDGg/s1600/s02e8m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81waaK4WoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_bOi_SGwDGg/s320/s02e8m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462145522074147458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wVOQXwtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CV1WTy7eCSo/s1600/s02e8l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wVOQXwtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CV1WTy7eCSo/s320/s02e8l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462145432976605906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wRBR3WTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/veAs_WPJeI0/s1600/s02e8u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wRBR3WTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/veAs_WPJeI0/s320/s02e8u.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462145360773732658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wLwRhfTI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rBigUy0bz9k/s1600/s02e8o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S81wLwRhfTI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rBigUy0bz9k/s320/s02e8o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462145270309551410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the ep near this one with the gravedigger and brennan's near-death experience and booth running like crazy to drag her out of the car made me cry ;_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-7940360800676153324?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7940360800676153324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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awesome day. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-1529207959608152531?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1529207959608152531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1529207959608152531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1529207959608152531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/d.html' 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both; text-align: center;"&gt;yes. i counted them all ray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a very late thank you xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3gTRi2uoKvI/S78PNZGl_bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mS24vd98Yts/s400/Snapshot_20100409.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-4287640874126744068?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4287640874126744068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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title='booth&amp;brennan'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S76YZ5zF2HI/AAAAAAAAAD8/FtQWN9p9cro/s72-c/sdgnwretj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-7452690144081625254</id><published>2010-04-06T15:12:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T15:32:57.004+10:00</updated><title type='text'>raybo raybo raybo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S7rDOpfHK3I/AAAAAAAAADE/1FMQpcFA0cY/s1600/Fifteen_Candles_by_lemur_llama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S7rDOpfHK3I/AAAAAAAAADE/1FMQpcFA0cY/s320/Fifteen_Candles_by_lemur_llama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456888554934709106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NyZF2Q7VFoo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NyZF2Q7VFoo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't know what the video's about but i saw hot women so i thought you'd like it &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR RAAAAAAAAAAAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;have you bought our guitar yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pL2sffgYXwY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pL2sffgYXwY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kvAboV8Qfb8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kvAboV8Qfb8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8D THESE GUYS ARE SO COOOOOOOL, courtesy of dom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-7452690144081625254?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7452690144081625254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-3099476212297008095</id><published>2010-04-06T13:37:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T13:40:18.781+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm bored.</title><content type='html'>sigh, i cant wait to get out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people&lt;br /&gt;1. you're one of the funniest people i know, seriously, but sometimes (half the time) you go that one step to far. learn when to stop, that's all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I think you deserve more. but there's nothing i can do about it :T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i was kinda scared of you at first haha, you seemed intimidating. I respect you for saying what you think and i think you're a pretty cool person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't know you well. but i hear things about you from all directions. if noones exaggerating (which a few people probably are) i seriously don't know how your head works. I thought logic like that was a given but somehow your mind seems one way. no peripheral vision in terms of people. even if you start now, i don't know if you'll ever be able to regain some respect from everyone after the load of shit built up against you, but i hope you try anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't know what to say here, sorry x). I would say thank you, but i'm not sure what for. do I need anything in particular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 random things about me that come to mind&lt;br /&gt;1. I like to think about things when im by myself, like now, but tend not to share it with anyone. any thoughts i come up with someone else probably thought of and pondered over on the internet. a few clicks and i'd find my thought written in someone elses blog. so I keep them to myself. (cept maybe now? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I probably read your blog if you're reading this, i just never comment. sorry if that bothers you at all but please dont stop blogging everyone, you have more of an audience than you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I tell myself to try and take things as positively as possible, giving people the benefit of the doubt when I can, but honestly i doubt i follow that very well. its just something i wish i could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There are things i wish i could change about the past, things i've said or done. I guess everyone has a few of those. but I think i'm happy enough as things are so even if given the chance, i wouldn't bother in case it changes something that i have now. (i think i've written this somewhere before. either that or seen it written somewhere but hey, i'm running out of things to say.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I dont like making decisions x) i'll end up making them if i have to, but that doesn't change the fact that i dont like it. depends on the context but sometimes i just worry over taking the blame for the consequence by myself. a bit selfish, a bit meh, but i'd rather have a discussion or agreement rather than just one person making a decision to avoid things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-3099476212297008095?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3099476212297008095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3099476212297008095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3099476212297008095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-bored.html' title='i&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-5820984550842255074</id><published>2010-03-27T21:35:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:36:22.763+11:00</updated><title type='text'>8D</title><content type='html'>caught up with a friend i hadn't talked to for 5 years yesterday&lt;br /&gt;was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i had to post this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-5820984550842255074?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5820984550842255074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/8d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5820984550842255074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5820984550842255074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/8d.html' title='8D'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-6261179812428203638</id><published>2010-03-23T19:44:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:03:37.518+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE I VENT MY HAPPINESS</title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS A VERY VERY GOOD DAY&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T GO INTO IT CAUSE THEN PEOPLE WILL BE WEIRDED OUT&lt;br /&gt;BUT TODAY WAS A VERY VERY GOOD DAY&lt;br /&gt;OH, RAY HAD A VERY VERY GOOD DAY TOO!&lt;br /&gt;SO &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;EGJQNELIGNLAKENGLKIWENTRLKGINKETHBLIENTLHINELINHBDGJKANDDJFGNE&lt;br /&gt;SDFJGHBAKESFBABEKBHAEFBGKANEDFJNALENLBNAELFNBSLDNGFBJNEFNBJNBNBBC&lt;br /&gt;DSJFB SADJHF BJSHD GJB SJDG B JNDKNSFONJGAOJSWRJGLAIEFLJNBNFCJVN :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM BOTH OF US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE, HAVE A NONSENSE PICTURE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S6iRn700PfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/z06AIoDz4Yk/s1600-h/HAHAHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S6iRn700PfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/z06AIoDz4Yk/s320/HAHAHA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451767464192130546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh i just realised how some people might read my post and think bad things cough bae/sun/bonita so i'm just clarifying that me and ray had very separate very very good days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;all clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she makes me happy (:&lt;/span&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/1188929806203718011-6261179812428203638?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6261179812428203638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-i-vent-my-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6261179812428203638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6261179812428203638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-i-vent-my-happiness.html' title='HERE I VENT MY HAPPINESS'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/S6iRn700PfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/z06AIoDz4Yk/s72-c/HAHAHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-6974041513968810665</id><published>2010-03-23T18:23:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:28:41.168+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>OK, first things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... wth ray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explanation please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasoning? perhaps an overload of emotion?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea. but its confusing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. dont have much to say&lt;br /&gt;well, i have more to say, lots have happened lately...&lt;br /&gt;but i dont really feel like writing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so heres the personality test that kenny kynan and chris have done. cause i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp&lt;br /&gt;apparently im a ENFJ. but i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; ENFJs are the benevolent 'pedagogues' of humanity. They have tremendous charisma by which many are drawn into their nurturant tutelage and/or grand schemes. Many ENFJs have tremendous power to manipulate others with their phenomenal interpersonal skills and unique salesmanship. But it's usually not meant as manipulation -- ENFJs generally believe in their dreams, and see themselves as helpers and enablers, which they usually are. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; ENFJs are global learners. They see the big picture. The ENFJs focus is expansive. Some can juggle an amazing number of responsibilities or projects simultaneously. Many ENFJs have tremendous entrepreneurial ability. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; ENFJs are, by definition, Js, with whom we associate organization and decisiveness. But they don't resemble the SJs or even the NTJs in organization of the environment nor occasional recalcitrance. ENFJs are organized in the arena of interpersonal affairs. Their offices may or may not be cluttered, but their conclusions (reached through feelings) about people and motives are drawn much more quickly and are more resilient than those of their NFP counterparts. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; ENFJs know and appreciate people. Like most NFs, (and Feelers in general), they are apt to neglect themselves and their own needs for the needs of others. They have thinner psychological boundaries than most, and are at risk for being hurt or even abused by less sensitive people. ENFJs often take on more of the burdens of others than they can bear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-6974041513968810665?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6974041513968810665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6974041513968810665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6974041513968810665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-1395538476390042848</id><published>2010-03-22T17:14:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:16:30.836+11:00</updated><title type='text'>birds</title><content type='html'>i'm too scared to land.&lt;br /&gt;you've already been tied down.&lt;br /&gt;we're always going to be on two different levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-1395538476390042848?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-291629994547447920</id><published>2010-03-21T17:40:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T17:57:12.820+11:00</updated><title type='text'>anarbor</title><content type='html'>it's a game, she's to blame, but who's keeping score?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cp_lblContent"&gt;so baby tell me, how's it feel to break and bend?&lt;br /&gt;you can't choose between us two, it's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;game&lt;/span&gt; you'll always lose&lt;br /&gt;i'll make you lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-291629994547447920?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-929190088735653924</id><published>2010-03-19T17:25:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T17:41:09.277+11:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my freaking god</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;THIS IS A TRIBUTE TO ALEX TU'S MONOLOGUE PERFORMANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;IT WAS AMAZING ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;as was everyone else's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;oh dayum, our class has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;TALENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;did anyone have the foresight to record any of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/1188929806203718011-929190088735653924?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-5051965664854409402</id><published>2010-03-19T16:15:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:17:24.403+11:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday.</title><content type='html'>oh screw this. i think i'll just get on a train and leave this city.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-5051965664854409402?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5051965664854409402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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record. but i hope i'm not just another overplayed radio number.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-694354284043081731?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/694354284043081731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/linly-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/694354284043081731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/694354284043081731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/linly-sucks.html' title='linly sucks.'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-9024966538620644215</id><published>2010-03-09T17:01:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:07:59.422+11:00</updated><title type='text'>splotch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and to totally ruin the weird mood set by ray, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;GOSSIP GIRL&lt;/span&gt; IS BACK. but it's downloading slow as a bitch, SEEDS PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are there so many incriminating things of me circulating, the bikini thing was just pure dumb on my half, that terrible kung-fu vid and jeff's face on my ass WHICH IS YOUR FAULT SHARON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they come back to bite me later when i'm running for president of the universe or something i'll chuck a fit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honeydew melon tastes freaking awesome but i think it's doing weird things to my sugar levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-9024966538620644215?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9024966538620644215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/splotch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/9024966538620644215'/><link 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the time i'm ready to let everyone know, space will swallow me up, and i'll run out of air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about a major dejavu moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Ray&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/1188929806203718011-2674296988339901189?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2674296988339901189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-dimensional-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/2674296988339901189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/2674296988339901189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-dimensional-world.html' title='a two dimensional world.'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-7885560283684521491</id><published>2010-03-08T20:45:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:46:32.013+11:00</updated><title type='text'>from now on</title><content type='html'>from this post onwards, all of my posts shall be very very cryptic. do not expect anyone to get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Ray&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/1188929806203718011-7885560283684521491?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7885560283684521491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-now-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7885560283684521491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7885560283684521491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-now-on.html' title='from now on'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-9140335744420768534</id><published>2010-03-07T19:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:14:39.666+11:00</updated><title type='text'>you.</title><content type='html'>all you have to do is just say a word, and i'd do almost anything for you. i hope you know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Ray&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/1188929806203718011-9140335744420768534?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-7450214087621257858</id><published>2010-02-28T20:49:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:09:42.267+11:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAR TEN JR YOU HAVE SO MUCH LOVE ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I do the ten people thing, I want to say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;RUSE '12 I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The love meme is such an amazing thing, so much time and effort's gone into it, but then again so much pure love has come out of it, we all should say a huge&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;thank you manda &amp;amp; victor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:trackmoves/&gt;   &lt;w:trackformatting/&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:donotpromoteqf/&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemeother&gt;EN-AU&lt;/w:LidThemeOther&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemeasian&gt;ZH-CN&lt;/w:LidThemeAsian&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemecomplexscript&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeComplexScript&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;  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style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I barely know you and you barely know me, but the way you make me feel is so intense that I’ll probably never forget you. The temporary rush you bring, it’s insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I only knew you for a few weeks and the number of decent conversations we’ve had can be counted on one hand but you are the nicest, friendliest, most considerate and open person I have ever met and to have had you in my life makes me feel privileged and like I should be more like you. I really miss being able to talk to someone who is separate from my normal life, you provided an escape from myself. I could be who I wanted when I was around you and you didn’t question me, I wish I’d had a chance to tell you all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;You are my ball of boundless energy. I’ve never managed to stay the slightest bit down-hearted in your presence. You bring me laughs and happiness and comfort and fun unfailingly, it makes me feel like I don’t give enough in return. I used to look down on you because of how one-dimensional your natural joy made you look. I take back everything I might have said to hurt you and now that I know you so much better, I absolutely love the way your mind works. The sheer amount you love your life and everyone in it is inspirational, I could learn so much from you. I hope you’ll stay with me and keep me on track for years yet. Much love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; I gave so much of myself to you in the first short months of us knowing each other because I think saw me in you. Okay, that sentence barely made sense but you know me so well, that you’ll probably understand anyway. The way we saw eye-to-eye on nearly everything amazed me, and I remember thinking that I could talk to you forever and we’d never run out of things to talk about, or ways to make each other laugh. Then we grew up a little and things changed, we drifted apart a bit, but know, I still love you the same and I’m going to make time for us in the future, because I value our friendship like I’ve never valued anything before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;You’ve been the steadiest presence in my life for a long while now and that just makes me feel so valued, knowing that someone will always be there when I need it, and even when I don’t. My parents think the sun shines out of your freaking ass-crack and it annoys me a bit, but mostly I’m just glad they like you because it means they’ll never object to me spending more time with you. Sometimes you and your life make me feel insecure, because you’re so secure, but then I remember that that’s one of the reasons I can lean on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I don’t think that I’ve ever had a friendship build as fast as ours has and that’s totally awesome and a little scary at the same time, and now I think back and wonder why it took us so long? You were just there when I badly needed someone to talk to, and you made it so easy to trust you. I think there’s more depth to you than you let on and I’d love to spend the time to work you out, but I’m not the only person in your life, so I guess I’m happy to just sit back and watch. I wouldn’t do that for anyone less awesome than you (:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;No words but these three: I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I can’t use the words awesome, or amazing, or beautiful here because they are so damn inadequate. Being around you a lot means having to put up with a whole lot of crazy shit I don’t understand and sometimes I think my frustration shows, but I just want you to know that it is ALL TOTALLY WORTH IT. I’m in love with your spontaneity, the way you can make me laugh with a word, or a simple action, and spending even a single day without you feels like a loss. I haven’t had my once-a-day today, so kisu shite?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;You two have given me hope and that hope is really all that’s kept me loving. I just want to thank you for that, and wish you guys all the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-7450214087621257858?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7450214087621257858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-ten-james-ruse-you-have-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7450214087621257858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7450214087621257858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-ten-james-ruse-you-have-so-much.html' title='YEAR TEN JR YOU HAVE SO MUCH LOVE ~'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-469718753619951425</id><published>2010-02-27T11:48:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:12:06.476+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess ill do this too.</title><content type='html'>Since everyone's doing one i feel like i should too&lt;br /&gt;have guesses and if you get them right, ill tell you&lt;br /&gt;if you get them wrong however, i wont tell you who it is :D&lt;br /&gt;somehow i feel this is going to be blindingly obvious though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I might not show it as much as i probably would like to but you are one of the few people i know i can feel comfortable being around and i appreciate that. We can relate on so many things and i know i tease you alot (though you tease me more) and i guess that's our way of getting along. You're optimistic, animated and perhaps a bit retarded but you're still awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What can I say? i haven't met anyone like you before. Sometimes i think you should take things a little more seriously but the fact that you don't practically makes who you are. You always make me laugh with your antics and we shared a lot of memories last year but this year i think i'm sorta drifting away from you.  I wish i could talk to you more or do more things with you but we never seem to see each other much nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You're a party starter. If i threw you in a maths class with me it would become entertaining somehow. We don't talk much but when we do you always act like we've been best mates or something for a while and you can really make anyone and everyone laugh whenever you feel like it. tbh im kinda jealous of that, the fact that you can relate, talk, and entertain anyone and get along with everyone. Noone really hates you, and honestly i don't see why they would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I guess its my fault we're sorta not that close anymore, and I'm sorry for it. I wish i didn't say the things i did, and i wish we were closer. Now I'm wondering if we were ever close at all, and if it was just my imagination telling me that we used to relate to each other so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I wish this world had more people like you, because we could all do with a person that makes you feel like you're undeniably awesome. You have this... ability to talk to anyone without feeling awkward. I distinctly remember the first time i saw you you walked up to me and said "hey man whats your name? (i replied) haha that's awesome!" and it felt like we were friends already. I told myself that i wanted to be more like you to the people I met, but its just too hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You're so... spontaneous. You say and do things that make you seem so childish or really weird, but then you go and say or do things that make you out to be a really serious person. I've grown alot closer to you during the past year (or so i like to think) and we hang out a lot. You're a really awesome friend but you can suddenly turn on people, not in a really bad way of course. but its still kinda weird, how you support someone and then suddenly you tease them. jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The first thing that comes to mind when i think of you is "hate" or "annoying". But now that i think about it i don't think i've given you a fair chance. the first few time i talked to you, you pissed me off. they say first impressions count, and in this way i think that saying holds true. Maybe you aren't so bad after all, and maybe i'm just being judgmental. Sorry if i've said anything overly abusive to you, not that i can remember it, but maybe i should rethink who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You're probably one of the people I trust the most, though i don't talk to you that much. You just seem like someone you can trust to shut up xD. but recently you haven't been very quiet, you've been quite vocal actually, even if only very subtly, and you haven't kept your promise. So you suck for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i think ill leave this blank for now, i gtg. maybe ill write more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-469718753619951425?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/469718753619951425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-ill-do-this-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/469718753619951425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/469718753619951425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-ill-do-this-too.html' title='I guess ill do this too.'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-1809089177358909493</id><published>2010-02-26T22:40:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:46:49.840+11:00</updated><title type='text'>REVIVAL AND RELAPSE.</title><content type='html'>OHKAY, WILL REVIVE BLOG MOMENTARILY FOR MY IDEAS OF NINE PEOPLE. EVERYONE ELSES ARE SO HAAAAARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don’t know who you are. I guess that’s good in a way, cause that way I know you won’t judge me in anyway – that to you, I can be just some other random person that you walk past everyday. But you give me an indescribably feeling; sort of like I really know you even though I don’t? And for some reason, I find it appealing, even if others don’t. Ohman, this is so strange that it’s not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You’re one of the funniest, coolest people I’ve ever met. Seriously. And what makes it so much better is that we mentally connect on a whole new level. We share so much, even though we come from two different cultures, and if it weren’t for that, I could almost call you my brother. It just sucks how you team up against me in class, even though you always end up making me see the awesome-r side of almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You annoy so much crap out of me that it’s not funny. And no, I don’t think that you’re as tough and hardcore that you make yourself out to be. Even though you’re still plain disgusting and evil at times, and even though you seem to be so freaking mean to other people, you always inadvertently show what an awesome person you are. But you still act like an idiot in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love everything that you are. Don’t change at all. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I know I haven’t known you as long as you’ve known all your friends, so I might seem to be suddenly intruding into your life. But I really do enjoy being around you, even though you don’t appreciate my intelligence at all. I’ll admit, that sometimes I half-wish that I could’ve known you since year 7. Cause that way, I wouldn’t seem so outlandish nor so excluded from you and your life. And I honestly do not know where I would right now if you hadn’t helped me a lot of things. Yes, I kind of love you. But you still suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You make me want to know you more. And I really hope you don’t forget me. I don’t know that many people who have experienced so many things as I have. But not only do you relate to me, but you give another insight into my life. And even though we started talking properly to each other a lot later than we should have, you’ve totally changed the way I look at things. No matter how I seem to think otherwise, the more of my thoughts I give to you, I seem to be taking a larger piece of your life and fitting it into my own. Maybe it’s cause I want to be you, live like you. But then again, I can’t want to be you, if you want to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I really don’t know how your mind operates. Half the time, when I think I know your routines and the way you understand things, you say or do something that totally contradicts my thoughts. And I think it’s because you’re so unpredictable, that I don’t know anymore about what I can tell you. As much as I want to tell you some things, I’m afraid that you won’t take me seriously – despite the fact that you come across as a serious guy half the time. And even though we make fun of each other a lot, most of the time I kind of hope that you’re who I always thought you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You’re so different from everyone else that it’s not funny. I mean, even though I haven’t talked to you as much as I would’ve liked to, I’ve probably seen your face more than anyone else that we know have. You seem to be the exact opposite of me, doing all the things that I’m afraid to do. And that makes me kind of jealous, yet happy for you at the same time. You always seem to bring the party wherever you go, but I hope I’ll still be there in the future, as I’ve almost always been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You’re muscular even though you hardly do any exercise at all. And for that, you’re gay. Oh and you really need a haircut, even though there’s no way I’m getting one, fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are too many people to talk about, so will do what crystal does, and post another few in a month. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Ray&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/1188929806203718011-1809089177358909493?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1809089177358909493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/revival-and-relapse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1809089177358909493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1809089177358909493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/revival-and-relapse.html' title='REVIVAL AND RELAPSE.'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-2220285626415327754</id><published>2010-02-17T16:46:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:24:45.037+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Jandals</title><content type='html'>I'm tired and don't have anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;other than blog that is.&lt;br /&gt;+ this post has nothing to do with jandals, i just felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blogging much, mainly because i don't have the time, sorta because i cbf, and sorta because i don't think anyone bothers to read what i write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last few weeks were... tiring.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things happened and there were generally more highs than lows&lt;br /&gt;just to name a few there was the vday dance and assembly, sport trials, knockout trials, club trials, then the other cool bits and pieces of daily life. I wont go into too much detail about all those, but the dance needs to be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who missed out, this dance was absolutely crazy. the night was boiling hot even without the sun, and everyone was going nuts. within the first 10 or so minutes tree managed to soak his white shirt in enough sweat to make it see-through and quickly found it necessary to censor himself with tissue paper under his shirt, which worked surprisingly well but didn't matter at all as he proceeded to give everyone in the dance circle a striptease shortly after. This pretty much set the atmosphere for the rest of the night, which was filled with  conga lines with shirtless guys and immense amounts of jumping. Even the songs we loved to hate we jumped to anyway because we were so high. I forgot to mention this but jeff, your dancing was hot (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've probably all heard someone scream it out or on crystals blog but yes, today, the infamous mustache of kiran kancherla has been waxed off. well not completely, but at least the middle of it. how this happened was absolutely epic. i cant say who planned this for their own personal safety but lets just call him/her.... dorathy. dorathy, being the shifty person they are, started conspiring to wax it off and brought wax tape for the occasion. alot of the guys in our ag class quickly caught on to the idea and waited patiently for their chance. the bell rang. kiran stood up, started walking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one guy grabbed him, then that one guy quickly became 2, 5, 7, until there were a small group of boys tackling him to the ground and holding him down for the tape to be applied. Mr Pronger stood there in shock after all the screaming and shouting and didn't know what to do. the tape was placed on his mustache and ripped off, and then again for good measure before Mr Pronger finally realised what was going on and stopped the madness. Dorothy was laughing in the background innocently, and the deed was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a little bit too long, and a little bit exaggerated but yes, that's the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to clear things up, i was an innocent bystander in this story.&lt;br /&gt;but yes, to be honest waxing it off forcefully may have been a bit too far... but it was still funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to english.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-2220285626415327754?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2220285626415327754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/jandals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/2220285626415327754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/2220285626415327754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/jandals.html' title='Jandals'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-8248867039848281660</id><published>2010-01-23T17:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T17:10:14.330+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the last of for a long time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's raining now. i love the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-8248867039848281660?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8248867039848281660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-of-for-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8248867039848281660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8248867039848281660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-of-for-long-time.html' title='the last of for a long time.'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-5038192370892776175</id><published>2010-01-10T16:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:56:54.024+11:00</updated><title type='text'>girlyyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wottoncool.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/gossip-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 684px; height: 527px;" src="http://wottoncool.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/gossip-girl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-5038192370892776175?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5038192370892776175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/girlyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5038192370892776175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5038192370892776175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/girlyyyyy.html' title='girlyyyyy'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-5366297661297585545</id><published>2010-01-10T16:05:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:34:32.964+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ruh-dum-dum-dum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AHAHAHA NEW MUSIC!!!! JUST DOWNLOADED &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE ALMOST&lt;/span&gt;'S NEW ALBUM AND IT'S FANTAAAASTIC ~ just as expected. I love how bands can churn out albums like crazy, so fast you can't keep up with them and I love how there are new bands making big-time everyday and SO MUCH NEW MUSIC yayyyyyyyyyyy. What spoils it a little is the voice in the back of my head &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you love these guys so much, go BUY their music.&lt;/span&gt; But I never do.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Aaron Gillespie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, on with that GG rave.&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa is also weirdly sexy and if only that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt; threesome had been between Serena/Dan/Vanessa it would have been perfect &gt;D and what the hell, why bring Hilary Duff into it all? That was just random &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and bad and suddenly it had me thinking of GG as some juvenile crap along the lines of Lizzie Maguire so thankgod Olivia had to leave to make her Twilight-like film. Serena and Blair fight too much, have I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; said that? And what is with Serena's choice of boyfriends. After Dan it went from terrible to horrific, Aaron the sleaze then Carter THE GUY WITH THE MUSHED-UP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; FACE who gambled and HAD MORE PROBLEMS THAN SERENA which is almost impossible, then THE MARRIED CONGRESSMAN WHO NEEDS TO PUT HIS EYES BACK IN HIS HEAD CAUSE SERIOUSLY THEY BULGE OUT AND IT'S FREAKY IN THE EXTREME. Really, Serena, with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; your level of gorgeous you could bang any guy you wanted so why pick the gross, ugly, off-the-market ones??? Proves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; that beauty and brains aren't a freaking package deal. I think in the middle of season 2 I stopped trying to follow the scandals closely, there were just that many. A single &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ep would be telling four separate storylines and my brain was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stuff this, i'm too tired&lt;/span&gt; and so I don't remember much of what happened afterwards. All that stress though, it's a wonder they don't all drop dead at 45. CYRUS ROSE MAKES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ME LAUGH.&lt;br /&gt;And now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What can I say? I can't. There aren't any words to describe. You don't compare Chuck&amp;amp;Blair to other things, you compare other things to Chuck&amp;amp;Blair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny the fire guy from Fantastic Four is hot, no pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more things to waaaatch, rec me please.&lt;br /&gt;The post title is from the Little Drummer Boy, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am going to Manly soon I think, waves (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-5366297661297585545?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5366297661297585545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/ruh-dum-dum-dum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5366297661297585545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5366297661297585545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/ruh-dum-dum-dum.html' title='ruh-dum-dum-dum'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-7603865340063139777</id><published>2010-01-09T19:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:58:46.898+11:00</updated><title type='text'>so deal with it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ugh holidays make me feel socially retarded. It's like if you don't see or feel something it's not there. If I don't see friends around, I don't have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from friend's place, used to love going around and having all these huge family get-togethers. I remember building battle forts from Lego and then throwing paper at the guys' fort and shouting insults and pulling death glares. God, so much fun. But then we all grew up and apart and now it's just awkward silence and pretending to watch the TV and trying to avoid people's gazes. What happened to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Sherlock Holmes yesterday. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROBERT DOWNEY JR&lt;/span&gt; IS AWESOMEEE. Everytime he said something or found a clue I was like WOWWWWWW in my head and then at the end when everything was revealed there was so much WOWWW-ing in my head that I missed most of the dialogue and I love his before-fight commentary and the slow-mo and the summary of body injuries and then watching him put it all together at normal speed. I think this is the first time I've liked Rachel McAdam's character WHAT A SEXY CLASSY PRONOUCED CLAH-SEE THIEF Holmes and her totally belong togetherrrrrrr. I'm not sure I got much of the plot, something about Blackwood and evil magic and then it all turning out to be fake? Couldn't even spoil it if I wanted to. Loved the actors and the gothic feeling of everything and yayyyy let's watch it again!&lt;br /&gt;Also went dress-trying-on-ing in Myer with Tina and there was this perfect black flowing long gown that Tina looked hot in and I would post a picture but NEVER AGAIN after what happened with the bikini. Ahahaha dresses are fun to try onnn especially if you look terrible in them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents are out and I'm starving WHAT DO I COOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm might as well inject some more girl into this blog. Got up-to-date with GG about a week ago? AND THIS MUST BE WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO QUIT SMOKING I so badly want to watch another ep but there isn't one so I watch one of the old ones and then I'm disappointed because they don't do anything new and there isn't a new scandal and then I tell myself I'm dumb because of course there isn't anything new, it's an old ep |:&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna rave so don't read if you don't want spoilers. Oh maybe I should do a Bonnie and white it out. But then again anyone who hasn't already watched GG probably doesn't want to eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't rave about GG properly without shouting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt; every five seconds so I will. I think in the beginning what kept me watching was dan/serena and the first time they broke up was so DDDDDDDDD: that I stopped &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt; watching for a FULL THREE HOURS and just moped. Then they got back together and everything was right in the world but then they broke up again and I was to preoccupied &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt; with some scandal that I forgot to mope but it was more of a ohwhatnotagain thing. Then Aaron whose name Serena totally pronounced as Erin came in and Serena started dating him and I loathed him with every &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt; sense of my being because he was annoyingly sexy in a way but sleazy at the same time I think I'm not sure if I'm talking about the same person but HE GOT IN THE WAY OF DAN/SERENA and my heart totally melted when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Serena came back after the holidays and told Dan she'd dumped Aaron/Erin and they got back together! Again. This time I was hoping so hard that it would stick that every time Dan and Serena were on-screen together I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; begging them both not to say or do something stupid and I can't remember why they broke up the third time. Was it the Rufus/Lily thing? Oh yeah I remember being furious at Derena having to disintegrate because of them sharing a sibling, btw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Scott is cute, man their family is so screwed up. All the families are screwed up, even Dan and Jenny's and they're not even rich so they're not meant to have a million issues. Thankgod Bart died early, he's creepy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;oh I think that's what Eric said when Lily was going to marry YAY FOR ERIC THE GAY GUY there should be more of those. Blair is a huge rollercoaster I went from hating her to loving her to hating her in like an episode span but the first two seasons would have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; been boring if Blair wasn't there to bitch it up oh and Jenny too. She had to be there for Blair to bitch it up at. I hate Jenny's moral self, I love the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK&amp;amp;BLAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; bitch and out of them all I love Jenny's clothes the best wow I do not sound like me right now. Nate is moral and as a result, totally boring. WOAH FANTASTIC 4 HAS STARTED I SHALL CONTINUE THIS LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-7603865340063139777?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7603865340063139777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-deal-with-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7603865340063139777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7603865340063139777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-deal-with-it.html' title='so deal with it'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-4609443886780191591</id><published>2009-12-31T08:30:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:52:47.050+11:00</updated><title type='text'>NYE~</title><content type='html'>hello again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give yourselves a pat in the back, have some chocolate and take a day off to relax.&lt;br /&gt;you've survived another year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 10 next year... double digits.&lt;br /&gt;kinda disconcerting no? I mean in 1 more year we're gunna be seniors.&lt;br /&gt;before you know it we'll have finished school, gone to our respective universities or workplaces and then finally finish our days of studying. I honestly hope that when this does happen, we dont fall apart. because there are some awesome people in this school, and it would be nice if we could all still be close when we finish school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonnes of people are overseas right now like, from the top of my head; will, brian, dom, saj, max, etc. (if i missed you out take no offense, i have alot more in my head right now but i cant be bothered to write them down) so its getting pretty quiet here, nothing much to do. though i cant blame them or rage at them or anything cuz im going soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm right now im listening to "brand new eyes" by paramore.&lt;br /&gt;the album. i really like this album, because its not one of those albums that have like.... 2 good songs and then 10 other tracks are actually painful to listen to. some that i like include "brick by boring brick" "looking up" and "playing god"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw&lt;br /&gt;Who's going to see the fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy New Year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Sun&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/1188929806203718011-4609443886780191591?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4609443886780191591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/nye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4609443886780191591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4609443886780191591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/nye.html' title='NYE~'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-3896180158908954258</id><published>2009-12-28T20:04:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:32:56.428+11:00</updated><title type='text'>you and that thing you do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Szh7BQHuTFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fg3v3TGIUlc/s1600-h/bbt4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420217412977839186" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Szh7BQHuTFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fg3v3TGIUlc/s200/bbt4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, loved that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Szh6zCBjhwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/HIsiE86AAqw/s1600-h/bbt4.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on a few days ago, and i thought it was going to turn out as another 20th Century, dodgy storyline thing. but nope, it was gooooood. and the song's unbelievably catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go search up 'That Thing You Do!' and you'll fall in love with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmy, holidays are getting looooooonely over here. so many people are going overseas! decided to go crash city on boxingday sales day, and it was freaking crazy. i mean, there was a line at commonwealth bank that went down a whole block. ++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and it took about ten minutes to get up an elevator in myer. it was like china/hk all over again, and the shop was fully warm cause of body heat even though it was raining outside, ahaha. but i swear the stuff was still cheaper over at the parra westfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no, when i went to parra the day after, there was this ginormous car line to the parking lot. oh the jolly effects of cheap goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my beloved series have taken their christmas holidays too. so am going to find other ways to entertain myself. and having internet that can't stream doesn't really help either, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmy, i smell good food. and i think it's beckoning me to go and bite it.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha, i think i've found my holiday hobby. a very yummy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am going make many &lt;strong&gt;new year resolutions&lt;/strong&gt; this year. i think i'll make finding a new blog signature one of them (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cause you, still doing that thing you do'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-3896180158908954258?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3896180158908954258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-and-that-thing-you-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3896180158908954258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3896180158908954258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-and-that-thing-you-do.html' title='you and that thing you do'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Szh7BQHuTFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fg3v3TGIUlc/s72-c/bbt4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-3619904523695553699</id><published>2009-12-27T11:32:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T12:09:20.191+11:00</updated><title type='text'>and this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yes thats right. I'M STILL HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heh and you thought you got rid of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;not... that... you seem to care much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone, hope you guys had a good one&lt;br /&gt;there only 3-4 days until 2010 you know. its kinda scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasn't really been much happening lately, last few days all i've done is stay home and go through boxes of my old stuff that i haven't opened yet (yep we still haven't finished unpacking after 2 years)&lt;br /&gt;Found my collection of calvin and hobbes books, man i love those. i have like 10 and ive already read through 8. I also found my old stickmen books (all 3 :D) and me and my bro surprised my mum and dad by decorating the house while they were working at cafe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Avatar a few days ago. The special effects were nuts and 'Pandora' was really... awesome i guess. the story was a bit predictable, but i still liked it. a certain someone kept mentioning to me that the "halo"s were like penis braids before i watched it, and everytime i saw the bond being made i died a little inside. sucks how once you get a certain perspective of something you keep seeing it. how the hell is that a penis braid anyway? TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, for those of you who dont know (and actually read this &gt;.&gt;) i had to get into the top 50 for math to get free trip to new zealand, just me and my bro, living at our respective friends houses. and guess what i came?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;49th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i scraped through :D&lt;br /&gt;but because i only got 49th we only get to go for a week, which is still awesome cuz i get to see friends i haven't seen in 2 years. So im off to Auckland on the 14th of January, and depending on whether i have internet or not ill try and update on the stuff i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i can think of for now so yeah, Merry Chrismas, Happy New Year and all the best for times to come (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-3619904523695553699?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3619904523695553699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3619904523695553699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3619904523695553699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-this.html' title='and this.'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-7660928645231918185</id><published>2009-12-26T19:51:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T20:15:12.759+11:00</updated><title type='text'>so does this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Just seconding Ray's post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's there twice cause I couldn't be bothered doing the pretty thing like Ray did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Am going to do a huge photodump soon on Hamilton Island, absolutely gorgeous place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Making this short because I don't feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh by the way,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serena Van Der Woodsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;is so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;smoking hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;that asdefjgvnalwuijnlgwnrg AAAHHHH incoherency. Why oh why oh why Blake Lively it's unfairrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;And once you get started on GG it's so hard to stop. I could rave on about how Blair and Serena fight too much and how Chuck does this weird thing with his eyes and how Nate's hair is annoying and how Vanessa needs anti-frizz shampoo desperately but that would be wasting time better spent watching GG 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-7660928645231918185?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7660928645231918185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-does-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7660928645231918185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7660928645231918185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-does-this.html' title='so does this'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-1486912868391889865</id><published>2009-12-25T15:32:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T15:59:56.701+11:00</updated><title type='text'>this does count as breaking the hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SzRFV6frg-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/O79HunZLaPQ/s1600-h/th_tbbt19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SzRFV6frg-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/O79HunZLaPQ/s200/th_tbbt19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419032494415250402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;we are back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just me.&lt;br /&gt;linly's back soon.&lt;br /&gt;sun. i think we've lost him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;A Very &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; To You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'for christmas, i wish santa would make it snow over here. i'm melting like a snowman already.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1188929806203718011-1486912868391889865?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1486912868391889865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-does-count-as-breaking-hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1486912868391889865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1486912868391889865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-does-count-as-breaking-hiatus.html' title='this does count as breaking the hiatus'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SzRFV6frg-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/O79HunZLaPQ/s72-c/th_tbbt19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-824022760538987805</id><published>2009-12-12T16:04:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T16:15:24.309+11:00</updated><title type='text'>this doesn't count as breaking the hiatus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/1138370309" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=32114332001&amp;amp;playerId=1138370309&amp;amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://console.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" width="486" height="412"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOSEPH GORDON-LEVITT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Watch 3:00.&lt;br /&gt;Zooey Deschanel is adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://500daysmusic.com/"&gt;More.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-824022760538987805?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/824022760538987805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-doesnt-count-as-breaking-hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/824022760538987805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/824022760538987805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-doesnt-count-as-breaking-hiatus.html' title='this doesn&apos;t count as breaking the hiatus.'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-6097146712230052006</id><published>2009-11-28T20:08:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T08:47:51.347+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOM, BOTH ME AND RAY LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(edit by sun)&lt;br /&gt;greeat linly, greaat.&lt;br /&gt;leave me out will you?&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday dom. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1188929806203718011-6097146712230052006?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6097146712230052006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-dom-both-me-and-ray-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6097146712230052006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6097146712230052006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-dom-both-me-and-ray-love.html' title=''/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-474798764213139819</id><published>2009-11-19T20:04:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:40:07.132+11:00</updated><title type='text'>now i wish i had jesus</title><content type='html'>I wish I could tell you just how much it hurts. But you're too far gone now, I've missed the chance that I never really had and now there's nothing I can do but watch you slip away further. Watch. The only thing I've ever been able to do when it came to you. I hate that I've still got to be there for you, smiling and laughing, supporting, when the only thing I want is to never see you again. I hated putting my faith in something that didn't exist because it only made being shot down that much harder. I hate actually meaning something to you, and not being able to cut it off because that would only hurt you, and even in my twisted state I would never do that. I hate having no idea how to live without you. I almost hate you.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'd acted sooner.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that acting sooner could've saved me but I know it wouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;I wish there was something in this hopeless state of things that could change who I am, or who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I wish time would hurry up and heal this bastard of a wound.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it would've been like.&lt;br /&gt;For god's sake, can't I catch a fucking break?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-474798764213139819?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/474798764213139819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-hurts-it-really-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/474798764213139819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/474798764213139819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-hurts-it-really-hurts.html' title='now i wish i had jesus'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-6216993362252307965</id><published>2009-11-18T17:25:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:48:56.252+11:00</updated><title type='text'>500 days of summer</title><content type='html'>It's amazing stuff, I love indie films. Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Zooey Deschanel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New laptops = mad transferring on movies/TV shows/games while pretending to type about myopia and short-sightedness. Saves me a whole heap of download though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y10 formal on Friday, I don't think Goggin needs another waiter but I really do want to go. I'm going to have to ring Pre-Uni and tell them I can't do my Friday slot this week and I have no idea how to do that. Very scary business. I hate the phone, I'd so rather do things face to face. Then at least you can see the other person's facial expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Michael's thing on Sunday which I haven't asked about and which I probably won't turn up to but I need to because I need a new wear-to-the-beach swimsuit but shopping without Tina won't be fun and I miss Tina already ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, so disjointed. I'm sorry if half of that didn't make sense. I'm watching Glee at the same time and multi-tasking isn't my major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;retardedest&lt;/span&gt; movie ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQamiS7czXY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQamiS7czXY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-6216993362252307965?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6216993362252307965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/500-days-of-summer-joseph-gordon-levitt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6216993362252307965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6216993362252307965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/500-days-of-summer-joseph-gordon-levitt.html' title='500 days of summer'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-4388687127495243260</id><published>2009-11-14T17:16:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:49:27.698+11:00</updated><title type='text'>breathe in this feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Sv5Rk1sgWpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nuz39Q0UQCw/s1600-h/4igbuw.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403846296222063250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Sv5Rk1sgWpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nuz39Q0UQCw/s200/4igbuw.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'm officially relaxing. relaxing so much that i don't know what to do with my extra time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i'd go and table tennis or do some other random exercise, but my arm won't let me do anything. i can't wait until thursday when it comes off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, twas a very hot evening after i finished teaching my awesome table tennis kid. and i was just sitting down like i'm doing now, and thinking of all the things that i could do with my life. i mean, all those famous, rich, smart, homeless people on tv had to start somewhere. and most of them don't exactly have an IQ over one hundred and thirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so have decided to start playing my piano again, and get past 8th grade after five years of missing exams because of china. but only so i can get my bass guitar ofcourse. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyay, i've found a site where i can watch season two of big bang theory. i swear, i've been spending these two weeks in a drought because of the random hiatus that they put on most american tv shows. and i really should start watching bones again, otherwise i'm going to have to catch up on another two seasons. oh, and the most recent episode of glee was gooooood. ahaha, Artie's such an awkward character, and Chris Colfer scares me. everyone should go watch it! even though the acting isn't that great, and most people won't like some of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, on a different note, since he's not going to say it himself, sun's brother's in sydney now. and yes, he is a very awesome guy. oh, and to add to that, he brought over a multi-effect pedal for sun's guitar. which means we can finally play a proper version of sweet disposition now. oh, how i love that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay, i should really get off this computer now, it's starting to overheat. but on one last note, the new laptops are alright, but they weren't exactly a great idea. i mean, matt and i walked around the school three times during recess, and everyone else was sitting down with the laptops on. and i would join them, but i don't game, nor do i like sitting down for some reason. hrm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, it's starting to get really hot today, even though it's already the afternoon. and i need to get a haircut soon. hope the biv people are having fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'loves the person who invented shorts, singlets and airconditioners. not the weather at the moment.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-4388687127495243260?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4388687127495243260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/breathe-in-this-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4388687127495243260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4388687127495243260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/breathe-in-this-feeling.html' title='breathe in this feeling'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Sv5Rk1sgWpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Nuz39Q0UQCw/s72-c/4igbuw.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-7678031283693702356</id><published>2009-11-13T14:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:21:43.786+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm at school, in com and totally bored.</title><content type='html'>There's nothing to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-7678031283693702356?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7678031283693702356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-at-school-in-com-and-totally-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7678031283693702356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7678031283693702356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-at-school-in-com-and-totally-bored.html' title='i&apos;m at school, in com and totally bored.'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-2552685952463339383</id><published>2009-11-12T17:55:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:12:46.956+11:00</updated><title type='text'>resurrection</title><content type='html'>Short post, because it's too hot upstairs and my laptop is overheating. I had such high hopes of being incredibly ninja and using MSN all night on the new laptop without my mum noticing; well those have been slashed and chopped, then diced and roasted. I'm quite hungry right now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of stuff on the laptop that's great though, and they're a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hundred percent free&lt;/span&gt; so I guess having them is much better than not having them. I can't say that they'll definitely help us with our schoolwork because they definitely won't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that last thunderclap just shook the house. Absolutely love thunderstorms, am going to go outside as soon as this one breaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-2552685952463339383?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2552685952463339383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/resurrection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/2552685952463339383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/2552685952463339383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/resurrection.html' title='resurrection'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-2833273128002132471</id><published>2009-11-11T22:02:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:31:53.456+11:00</updated><title type='text'>until my head caves in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Svqf2cLYnlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GcRyd2BmL4M/s1600-h/00-MU8.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402806460610027090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Svqf2cLYnlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GcRyd2BmL4M/s200/00-MU8.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohkay, this blog is starting to get a little bit loneeeely around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am the only survivor. sun died first. linly's dying right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'but how mr ray?&lt;/strong&gt;' you may ask. &lt;strong&gt;'enlighten us with your ultimate key to survival!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, my dear children. as is with my &lt;strong&gt;incredibly fast healing bones&lt;/strong&gt;, i can only attribute my survival to my superhero alter ego, which still must remain a secret. yes, dom may be telepathix. but &lt;strong&gt;the world requires me&lt;/strong&gt; to control such incredible power from such a small being. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was freaking hot today, i think i got sunburnt from standing in the sun too much when i was analysing volleyball. yes, i was actually doing something this time - even though the A's lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am going to move houses soon. so if any of you go by the surnames of she, kim, jeong, gu, huang, chen, or wang, please do not mind if a vaguely memorable young man who looks remotely like me starts running down the street in very strange clothes. ahaha, i just realised how pointless the list of names was. i just covered about half the asian population.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;new episode of glee came out todaaaay! but nooo, i have to use up three quarters of my usage eleven days into the month. i still can't believe how incredibly addictive glee is. i mean, the storyline isn't that great, but it makes you still want to watch it. somebody save me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooooh, and on the topic of glee, if you thought nick pitera was really good at singing high notes, listen to Christopher Colfer's, Kurt Hummel from glee, cover of &lt;strong&gt;'Defying Gravity'&lt;/strong&gt;. sorry, i can't link, cause dad's right next to me right now, and i just happen to look like i'm doing english work. but it's a really good song from 'Wicked' (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a totally different note, year 9 music, you guys suck for being able to go to 'Wicked'. it's not faaaaaaair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and dom, the thing will heal. the cream is awesome like that, lmaooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'am going to pummel linly for ditching me. sun just died like &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&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/1188929806203718011-2833273128002132471?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2833273128002132471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/until-my-head-caves-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/2833273128002132471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/2833273128002132471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/until-my-head-caves-in.html' title='until my head caves in.'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Svqf2cLYnlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GcRyd2BmL4M/s72-c/00-MU8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-6940470555415347821</id><published>2009-11-07T16:14:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:43:21.590+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the doppler effect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SvUIm1rQ8YI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ek1PoGQ013g/s1600-h/tbbt08by_llenka.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401232791437373826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SvUIm1rQ8YI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ek1PoGQ013g/s200/tbbt08by_llenka.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now, my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yearlies are over for everyone except me&lt;/strong&gt;, and i've just realised that getting extensions for homework is not such a great idea. now i've got a commerce exam on monday, which also happens to be the day that our drama assignment is due. i really should be doing that now, but i don't have the drama sheet with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, being the extraordinary person that i am, i shall power through again to freedom. even if it means i have to do it with one arm. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and since i seem to be an extremely fast healing supernatural being, &lt;strong&gt;my cast's coming off in two weeks.&lt;/strong&gt; damn, i could be a superheuro with untapped superhuman abilities. in which case i'd be superfast with telepathy, and make peoples brains explode by tapping the sides of my forehead. ohwait, i know. i could be &lt;strong&gt;The Doppler Effect&lt;/strong&gt;, like Sheldon! wow, that would be so cool. hahahar, you guys had better watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my beloved ch131 has now also officially gone down on me, and for some reason only me. and apparently it's got a virus, but other people can still go on. and linly just sucks at navigating through the site, lmao. ohcrap, my cravings for big bang and glee are getting back onto me. and due to my intense boredom at home, i've officially resorted to watching GG. there's still another week until the next glee episode! "&lt;strong&gt;colon O"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;far out, what's happening to me. i really need my daily dose of bbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwhat, i believe that i should go and take my first step into freedom by finishing off my drama, and then study comm. i hate it when everyone else is done except for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still believe that i have the &lt;strong&gt;best pickup line in the whole world&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks to dom's science testing. lmaoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'am still wondering how successful i would be. comparing uranium to lead? girls would seriously fall for that.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Ray &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/1188929806203718011-6940470555415347821?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6940470555415347821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/doppler-effect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6940470555415347821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6940470555415347821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/doppler-effect.html' title='the doppler effect.'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SvUIm1rQ8YI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ek1PoGQ013g/s72-c/tbbt08by_llenka.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-9026288377848799620</id><published>2009-10-26T16:26:00.014+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:27:19.453+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Owl City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd like to make myself believe, that&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Planet Earth&lt;/span&gt; turns slowly; it's hard to say but I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep, &lt;em&gt;because my dreams are bursting at the seams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UpAgRjBRzcc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UpAgRjBRzcc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the guy at the side with a red shaker, he's so useless.&lt;br /&gt;This song is amazing too + the video is cute, have a listen if you liked the first one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGPTwkRlHzM&amp;amp;feature=fvw"&gt;The Bird and the Worm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-9026288377848799620?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9026288377848799620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/owl-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/9026288377848799620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/9026288377848799620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/owl-city.html' title='Owl City'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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-1188929806203718011.post-4669008129759221031</id><published>2009-10-24T16:59:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:39:29.112+11:00</updated><title type='text'>it's raining humility</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My brother did this today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/SuKZqOdajHI/AAAAAAAAACk/r4ozis3neJc/s1600-h/DSC02874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 68px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/SuKZqOdajHI/AAAAAAAAACk/r4ozis3neJc/s320/DSC02874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396044254258302066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He's awfully proud of his hole. He goes on about how he likes to go back to his hole after running around outside, and how he thinks his hole is very big and how he would much rather his hole was at the beach though. Took us a week to work out that he meant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started at Pre-Uni today, three-hour slot of marking. At one point my eyes were so blurred that I was marking english work against a maths answer sheet. Boredom gets to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this to sound haughty but when you're used to being surrounded by Ruse people all the time, other people become stupid in comparison. One of the other markers was talking about the ICAS and how her sister got a distinction, top 10 per cent of the state. I dismissed it like, eh, top ten per cent, nothing special. But the rest of the markers, and two of the teachers who happened to be in the room at the time all turned around and made noises along the lines of '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woooooahh&lt;/span&gt;' and '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toptenpercentwowwww&lt;/span&gt;' and '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shesosmaaaaart&lt;/span&gt;'. But, top ten per cent? To be honest, I don't remember seeing an ICAS certificate in my whole life that has had worse than top five per cent. And the way people look at me after I tell them I'm Ruse, it's like I've sprouted wings and a halo's appeared above my head. Eesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Uni kids are so dumb, seriously. There was a fill-in-the-space thing like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;John decided to wear a ______ coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A certain Jimmy Che put the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bark&lt;/span&gt; in the space and it wasn't even one of the choices.&lt;br /&gt;And their algebra, oh my god their algebra. If there isn't a z in the number sentence then there can't possibly be a z in the answer, dimwit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marking's not really my thing, but it's way good pay. I'm taking a Friday slot too, apparently it's a sort of teaching slot, have to help the kids with their homework.&lt;br /&gt;The other person working the slot is Gene Ling from y11 and he's quitting next year, so if you want his job, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following on from Sun -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;REVIEW: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;YEAR ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hilarious stuff, Michael Cera and Jack Black are great together. The plot-line is horrendously weak though, near the end it just disintegrates into nothing. There are way too many references to gays and transvestites, and sexuality-based jokes wear off quite fast, especially in the time period of one movie. I only picked up the biblical undertones half-way through the movie cause I'm slow, but the way Jack Black says 'the chosen one' really doesn't get you thinking of Jesus, more of Harry Potter in fact. It was totally my type of humour though, I loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/1188929806203718011-4669008129759221031?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4669008129759221031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-raining-humility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4669008129759221031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4669008129759221031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-raining-humility.html' title='it&apos;s raining humility'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/SuKZqOdajHI/AAAAAAAAACk/r4ozis3neJc/s72-c/DSC02874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-8663722717225929487</id><published>2009-10-21T19:11:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:02:05.695+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Go hang a salami, I'm a lasagna hog.</title><content type='html'>haha palindromic sentences are cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog was dying so i though it was only courtesy to post something&lt;br /&gt;especially since i feel the need to procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm 500 days of summer&lt;br /&gt;the only movie i watched in the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;REVIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (can you tell im bored?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the good&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the structure, the comedy, "light-hearted" feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I liked the structure. the whole "back and forth" thing where one second you see the guy complementing Summer and going on and on about how she is perfect and the next you see him design a card that says "roses are red violets are blue (outside) ...you fucking whore (inside). the whole contrasting emotions thing was pretty original (or so i think so, haven't seen many other movies like this) and you could watch the movie quite... casually? is that the way to put it? i dunno it was just easy to watch. the disclaimer pretty much set the tone (shown in text on screen):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely accidental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Especially you, Jenny Beckman.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;(pause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the bad&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lack of a good story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the structure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok for me this movie really needed an actual story rather than just "a story of boy meets girl" i could see this as a tv show or something like that but for a 1 1/2 hour movie that one theme is not really enough (in my opinion). and yes, the structure is also a bad thing because it makes it almost impossible to have a storyline other than "a story of boy meets girl" because it's not in chronological order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;OVERALL RATING: 4 stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-8663722717225929487?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8663722717225929487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-hang-salami-im-lasagna-hog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8663722717225929487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8663722717225929487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-hang-salami-im-lasagna-hog.html' title='Go hang a salami, I&apos;m a lasagna hog.'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-7298184293098292247</id><published>2009-10-18T13:53:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:35:19.369+11:00</updated><title type='text'>drunks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Spent &lt;/span&gt;the whole day yesterday moving furniture, books, sheets, cupboards, oh the nightmare of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My dad decided that I should work in my bedroom, so we've swapped my room with my parents' huge room and since I don't need the study-room, it's become my brother's new bedroom. The computers are now in the living room so there's going to be no way around my curfew now. Aw shucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;We went to Officeworks to get me a new table, I wanted a glass-top but no one trusted me with glass in my room so I got the one below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/StqLt280z7I/AAAAAAAAACc/A2-g-gAazgM/s1600-h/DSC02954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/StqLt280z7I/AAAAAAAAACc/A2-g-gAazgM/s320/DSC02954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393777123690598322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I love my new room. Humongous floor-to-ceiling window, weird slanted roof and space. Oooooohh the space. There's suddenly so much of it, I don't know what to do with it. The only thing is, that bright orange wall. It's so awful to look at, reminds me how much I love pastel colours. My parents think that the posters look hideous against the orange background and I agree, but I'm so not taking the posters down. At least they cover part of the orange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I feel kind of bad for my parents though, they're in my old tiny room. There's barely any room left around the bed to walk in, but my dad insisted. Somehow he's got it into his mind that I'll study better if there's a bed next to my table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My dad got a couple of guys over to move all this stuff around, cause the table had to put together, and the beds moved, and some holes drilled for the modem cables and whatever. They stayed for dinner and got pissed and started singing. When they weren't singing, they were yelling at each other in dialect and god, the Chinese are so loud when they want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The neighbours actually came to the door to complain. No one knew they were there though, except me, cause my window is directly above the front door. I've really got to hang a sign over the doorbell that says 'this thing doesn't work so stop pressing it.' Or, of course, I could get a new doorbell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I woke up at 2am and there were guys throwing up all over our front lawn. It still stinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hopelessly behind with study, I still have to make notes for every subject and do two maths yearlies. Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god. I think I'll still go ice-skating this afternoon though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Up to Friends Season 7, the only thing of note that I've achieved these holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Last day of holidays, this blog is going to descend into dormancy again. Nearly finished writing piano sheets for In Fiction's Brookie May. So proud of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1188929806203718011-7298184293098292247?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7298184293098292247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/drunks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7298184293098292247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/7298184293098292247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/drunks.html' title='drunks'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/StqLt280z7I/AAAAAAAAACc/A2-g-gAazgM/s72-c/DSC02954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-3020256232705859954</id><published>2009-10-13T18:06:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:44:03.447+11:00</updated><title type='text'>SQUIRREL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Linly here, we need a way of showing whose post is whose. I'll have a random purple word in my post somewhere, if you see purple, it'll be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up was just plain awesome, everyone get off your expanding &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;asses&lt;/span&gt; and go watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the oldest people in the cinema excluding supervising parents/grandparents according to Bae but who caaaaaaaaaaares, it was so good. Our row was probably the loudest in the whole cinema but then again we had Dom in our row. 3D really wasn't that much different from normal and the glasses were kind of uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/StQoles-pSI/AAAAAAAAACM/wBhEnjqVLEc/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/StQoles-pSI/AAAAAAAAACM/wBhEnjqVLEc/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391979278231315746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yun and them were all there, except Yun herself and Austin I think? Everyone's sorry for dogging you, Yun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to watch 500 Days Of Summer, the girl from Yes Man's in it I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hm, found this on my mum's phone. Nice, Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/StQpZxJWIPI/AAAAAAAAACU/v3MTEP1AS_0/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/StQpZxJWIPI/AAAAAAAAACU/v3MTEP1AS_0/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391980176535331058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can we sail to spain, just me and you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1188929806203718011-3020256232705859954?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3020256232705859954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/squirrel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3020256232705859954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3020256232705859954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/squirrel.html' title='SQUIRREL!'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/StQoles-pSI/AAAAAAAAACM/wBhEnjqVLEc/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-6525204106055149697</id><published>2009-10-12T18:13:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:43:05.792+11:00</updated><title type='text'>soft kitty, warm kitty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ohman, i have officially infected by what is known as &lt;strong&gt;the big bang theory virus&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beware, my dear friends. this rapidly duplicating epidemic is taking over the world by storm, as normal students slowly adopt many characteristics and euphemisms related to the oxygen-depriving laughter induced by the one and only &lt;strong&gt;sheldon cooper&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, for example, have gone into surprisingly strange spasms of habitually selecting certain locations around the house to sit, maximising comfort and positioning the neck in a manner that does not strain the spinal cord. and for some reason, i feel like i'm actually beginning to understand a bit of astrophysics, even though i don't even know what on earth string theory is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i really need to stop speaking/writing like this. but someone please cut off my supply to the big bang theory, otherwise my mind is going to explode from sheldon doing what he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i had a pretty neighbour move in next door to me. and no, our children will not be imaginary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/StLe-FEY2PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GK5zktpVP7M/s1600-h/303Sheldon-Penny-2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391616862009743602" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/StLe-FEY2PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GK5zktpVP7M/s200/303Sheldon-Penny-2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;am wondering how chocolate-based behaviour modification actually works.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-6525204106055149697?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6525204106055149697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/soft-kitty-warm-kitty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6525204106055149697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/6525204106055149697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/soft-kitty-warm-kitty.html' title='soft kitty, warm kitty.'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/StLe-FEY2PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GK5zktpVP7M/s72-c/303Sheldon-Penny-2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-4412577451042172844</id><published>2009-10-11T11:20:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:38:35.574+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Equador?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MPAXFz05XpQ&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=43BC20614E332406&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;index=23"&gt;Equador&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;from&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[from 2:00 onwards is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/from&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-4412577451042172844?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4412577451042172844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/equador.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4412577451042172844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4412577451042172844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/equador.html' title='Equador?'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-8961876783779384880</id><published>2009-10-10T22:32:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:41:11.394+11:00</updated><title type='text'>fresh and clean.</title><content type='html'>why hello, dear almost-non-existant readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after what seemed like an eternity of contemplation, i have finally decided to give myself a complete makeover. and i'll try to make linly, ray and sun keep the blogs shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i've never looked sexier in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10/10/09 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- the day a new blog was born.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-8961876783779384880?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8961876783779384880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/fresh-and-clean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8961876783779384880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8961876783779384880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/fresh-and-clean.html' title='fresh and clean.'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-8378266639364394242</id><published>2009-10-06T22:26:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:15:36.326+11:00</updated><title type='text'>what we've all been waiting for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Sss0P0KCDeI/AAAAAAAAABk/98w8RpCd-w8/s1600-h/tumblr_kr1bqxqm5N1qzf3i1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://12.media.tumblr.com/mAN1CkU1ypoj6bc6xB658k1Jo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ohman, you won't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;even i didn't believe it when i heard of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but; THERE IS MOST LIKELY A &lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS MOVIE&lt;/strong&gt; COMING OUT IN &lt;strong&gt;2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, it used to be a rumour. but now apparently the movie executives are giving out hu-normous amounts of money to get the cast back together. farout, i almost forgot how much i loved &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt;. aaaaah, this is so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and on a lesser note, my dear &lt;em&gt;friends&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after once again missing out on another week of school, i'm finally back in sydney. again.&lt;br /&gt;and nationals was so freaken awesome. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;i won't go into too much detail and bore you guys about it, but then i'll just say that after living off &lt;strong&gt;instant soup noodles, mi goreng, starburst, maltesers&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;milkshakes&lt;/strong&gt; for a week, my body metabolism isn't the best. and i'm majorly jet-lagged from having 2 hours of sleep the day before the flight back, even though there isn't a time difference. and to make it all worse, i was completely isolated from the nsw community for the last few days because being unusually stupid, i broke my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i guess it's all worth it in the end. since i've got a much awesome-er phone, aaaaand since we got a &lt;strong&gt;gold medal for U15 boys teams&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah, as unbelievable as it may be, a team with me in it actually came first for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahcrap, i'm going to miss nationals. for everything that happened there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohlook, big bang theory just finished loading. ah, &lt;strong&gt;i love big bang theory&lt;/strong&gt;. and i loooooove sheldon and his phrases/observations/theories/statements and him trying to blow up people's heads. and also a &lt;em&gt;big thank yo&lt;/em&gt;u for the people who introduced the series to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Sss0P0KCDeI/AAAAAAAAABk/98w8RpCd-w8/s1600-h/tumblr_kr1bqxqm5N1qzf3i1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389458825382333922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Sss0P0KCDeI/AAAAAAAAABk/98w8RpCd-w8/s320/tumblr_kr1bqxqm5N1qzf3i1o1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://12.media.tumblr.com/mAN1CkU1ypoj6bc6xB658k1Jo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://12.media.tumblr.com/mAN1CkU1ypoj6bc6xB658k1Jo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://12.media.tumblr.com/mAN1CkU1ypoj6bc6xB658k1Jo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://12.media.tumblr.com/mAN1CkU1ypoj6bc6xB658k1Jo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Sss0P0KCDeI/AAAAAAAAABk/98w8RpCd-w8/s1600-h/tumblr_kr1bqxqm5N1qzf3i1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Sss0P0KCDeI/AAAAAAAAABk/98w8RpCd-w8/s1600-h/tumblr_kr1bqxqm5N1qzf3i1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-am thinking of trying to make luminous fish&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;someday. and am still waiting for the &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; movie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-8378266639364394242?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8378266639364394242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-weve-all-been-waiting-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8378266639364394242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8378266639364394242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-weve-all-been-waiting-for.html' title='what we&apos;ve all been waiting for.'/><author><name>- Ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11213587506764728452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/SnwlJw21ZSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/df26WbwkJbI/S220/DSC00121.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yDBzqI555lA/Sss0P0KCDeI/AAAAAAAAABk/98w8RpCd-w8/s72-c/tumblr_kr1bqxqm5N1qzf3i1o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-4722757710580716951</id><published>2009-10-04T16:54:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:28:41.389+11:00</updated><title type='text'>men in tights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I watched Mao's Last Dancer yesterday. Amazing stuff, I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Can't say the same about the rest of the cinema though.&lt;br /&gt;There was an entire row of Sri Lankan people sitting behind me, and I could only see about three other Chinese people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least a third of the movie was in Mandarin, and direct translations are usually horrible. A lot of things are lost in translation, and all the most important bits in the movie were explained in Chinese, like Li Cunxin's childhood, and his early dance tutoring.&lt;br /&gt;The main theme of the movie was all the crazy Communism. What decent Australian would understand Communism anyway? My parents barely even understand it and they actually lived it. It was totally wrong for Australian theatres. You can't fully enjoy a movie when you don't understand it's core problem. And this movie's core problem just happened to be political, which is an area in which normal Australians are not strong in.&lt;br /&gt;The movie showed scenes on the intense poverty of the Chinese countryside and how hard the farmers worked and how much the village staked on one child leaving the hometown to make it in the big world and all this other sentimental stuff. It made me cry, and it made my mum cry. There was this bimbo sitting next to us and she was texting and I just wanted to take her iPhone, smash it, then stuff the pieces down her throat. You're watching the wrong movie, girl. The Sri Lankans behind us were yawning, which was to be expected I guess, but I still wanted to suffocate them somehow using their layers and layers of useless colourful clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister said Up was really good but the talking dog is awful creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-4722757710580716951?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4722757710580716951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/men-in-tights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4722757710580716951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4722757710580716951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/men-in-tights.html' title='men in tights'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-5349801011311174849</id><published>2009-10-02T17:22:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T17:45:12.094+10:00</updated><title type='text'>*ring*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;schools out :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and va is done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;therefore this blog will hopefully revive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to going out places again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except i hope i dont have to organise this time&lt;br /&gt;last time was annoying :P&lt;br /&gt;If only someone would organise something *HINT HINT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downloaded Midnight Youth album, Muse's New Album, Paramore's New Album, and David Guetta's Album. new music ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get top 30 in maths now&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;my mum is going to stop me going to nz if i dont&lt;br /&gt;so what does this mean? my whole holidays have to be dedicated to maths&lt;br /&gt;cuz right now i am SO behind. this is so annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jeez i can never find anything interesting to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;either my life is incredibly dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;or i have really bad memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;oh. today in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i had an epic fail moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;touch is really fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;went to tell woo that i had to do va&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but he told me to play a round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but noone subbed me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;so i just kept playing till the end T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and our whole va class was in the va room at recess/lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;it was cool :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;later. if anything happen ill type it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-5349801011311174849?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5349801011311174849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/ring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5349801011311174849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/5349801011311174849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/ring.html' title='*ring*'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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-1188929806203718011.post-8715909108736122015</id><published>2009-10-01T17:40:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T18:03:56.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>missing what you've never had</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Revive, oh ravings&amp;amp;ramblings blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spent the day at home, eating icecream and watching How I Met Your Mother and Merlin.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;gayandsparkles &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in Merlin (minus the sparkles) makes me happy. But Gwen and Arthur shouldn't have kissed, that made me cringe a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're sick you don't notice the boredom because you're too busy wishing you were dead so that you wouldn't have to suffer through the sickness. Well, I'm not sick and today was awful boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look down at my left foot now and it's completely wrapped up with white bandages. It looks like a lump and it barely even holds the basic shape of a human foot. It looks hilarious, like something I'd pick up in the street to whack a hobo over the head with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did it happen? I slipped and fell.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me to do something stupid like disabling myself with only two days left of the term. I was running too fast and then I jumped stupidly and my shoes slipped and I twisted my foot weirdly. The doctor said some of the tissue had been torn. He made me go get an X-ray and I was almost excited. Never gotten an X-ray before, ever.&lt;br /&gt;It was a horrible disappointment. God, for something that produced awesome pictures of bones, the machine is awful boring. I mean, no weird spooky green fluoro light, no sudden flashes of anything, no loud whirring noises. Nothing epic at all. In fact, I have no idea what they did with my foot to get the pictures. One second I was sitting there wondering when it would start, and the next, it was all done. Geez, way to ruin my high hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foot hurt like a bitch on Wednesday and I moaned like I was dying to piss my sister off. It meant she had to do everything for me, like bring me water, and fluff up the cushions and do my chores. Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a day and I miss everyone already. Today was stinking hot though, maybe it was better that I hadn't gone to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make a vow with my posts in this blog. It's not going to be used for bitching, and I won't mention names if re-telling bad events. That ______ issue has been blown way out of proportion, it really shouldn't have gotten this big. I say that nothing can be done about it because if something could be done, it already would have been done, so we should leave it alone, just adapt to it kind of.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Bonnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina, Shelley, Bonita and I are starting a new joint blog, to be used for ranting and other stupid things. Is that Lamplight forum thing still going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won at Cumbo on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck Y12's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-8715909108736122015?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8715909108736122015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/revive-oh-ravings-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8715909108736122015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/8715909108736122015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/revive-oh-ravings-blog.html' title='missing what you&apos;ve never had'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-281046391256629722</id><published>2009-09-08T17:32:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:52:00.100+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oh scarecrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today me and Bonita got fired from a volunteer job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really, but you can decide.&lt;br /&gt;You know how we went to that nursing home for Duke Of Ed? We needed liability cover which is like paperwork that says we can't sue the nursing home if we fall over and break a leg. Good thing they made us get cover cause with me and Bonita working there we'd probably break not only a leg but all our limbs and then find a way to burn the place down at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;They gave us a stack of paperwork to fill out and told us to tell Billings, who's the co-ordinator or something, to ring them. It took Billings two weeks to do that, and when she did make the phone call, she told the nursing home place that me and Bonita &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;didn't want to work there anymore. &lt;/span&gt;Thanks for pulling that one out of your ass, miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmmmmmmmm, what else happened today?&lt;br /&gt;We tried to choreo some of our hip-hop. Took us ten minutes to find a place to practise, and then we worked out about one step before the bell rang. Productive, that was.&lt;br /&gt;OH I planned Alice S's y10 formal wear. She's going to turn up on the night and you won't even recognise her, just wait and see (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray, I'm going to win the bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe I wasn't made for this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; All the space in between the soul and the seams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; Maybe I wasn't made for this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&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/1188929806203718011-281046391256629722?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/281046391256629722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-scarecrow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/281046391256629722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/281046391256629722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-scarecrow.html' title='oh scarecrow'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-3603972509021635519</id><published>2009-09-05T18:07:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T18:52:22.046+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my brother the youngest homosexual everrrrrrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get better quickly Shelley (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Wow, September already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today, my brother showed what I believe to be the first signs of being gay.&lt;br /&gt;He had on this plain black sweatshirt and we were about to go out to the beach, and my mum insisted that he changed his top, cause black absorbs heat or something. So I watched him pick out a shirt from his wardrobe, which I might add, HAS MORE CLOTHES IN IT THAN MINE, and he took out this purple and black striped shirt that had a few frills on the collar. I think it used to be mine. Then he dra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gged out the only pink item of clothing he had, this dark pink/almost red jacket. And I died laughing. He didn't look too bad in it though and I should've taken a picture. I would take one now for you guys but he left his pink jacket at the beach today D:&lt;br /&gt;BUT THAT'S NOT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;We got home and I was playing around with hair bands and my brother walked in. He asked me what it felt like to tie my hair up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and I offered to do it to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;him, jokingly of course. Except, he agreed. And so I did. This time I did take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/SqIjVbnkhSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nyb9FxVIdG4/s1600-h/DSC02885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/SqIjVbnkhSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nyb9FxVIdG4/s320/DSC02885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377899756131747106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes a cute girl eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went property-hunting today. Beachfront way-out-of-the-budget-range dream houses that only make you feel increasingly jealous and inadequate. There was this goooorgeous ancient-styled house open on inspection and if you opened the back gate, there was sand and if you walked down ten metres, it was the water. The house was huge and awesomely furnished, like gothic style with huge chandeliers and dark wallpaper and twisted furniture but we didn't even ask the price cause it probably wouldn't make us feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;Gkdjnfgljwnlenthliwrnlnth. I'm going to earn lots of money and buy myself a house and then never go anywhere for the rest of my life because I want to stay in the awesome house (and also because I'll spend the rest of my life paying the debt off.)&lt;br /&gt;On the way back from the beach, we drove on a certain Merlin St. Thought immediately of Manda and Freya (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;do you want, do you want the moon? i'll get it for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-3603972509021635519?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3603972509021635519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-brother-youngest-homosexual.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3603972509021635519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/3603972509021635519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-brother-youngest-homosexual.html' title='my brother the youngest homosexual everrrrrrrrr'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0PA3x2i6Hw/SqIjVbnkhSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nyb9FxVIdG4/s72-c/DSC02885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-1594639730834700328</id><published>2009-08-31T22:23:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:50:15.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to my idol/one of my best friends</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Sun Ho! You truely are one of the most influencial figures in my life&lt;br /&gt;You've taught me so much about being a better person&lt;br /&gt;Entertained me endlessly to cheer me up&lt;br /&gt;Motivated me to achieve things I never thought I would be able to&lt;br /&gt;I am truely in your debt. Thanks so much for being plain awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think anyone who reads this (the very few there are)&lt;br /&gt;should know how much my brother means to me&lt;br /&gt;He does everything I do. That little (or big) bit better&lt;br /&gt;and I love how that makes me try harder and get better just to match you&lt;br /&gt;I've worked so hard at guitar for your approval. It's the best feeling in the world&lt;br /&gt;To me for you to be proud of me and thats the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You play drums for the songs I write&lt;br /&gt;You put up with the crap I give you sometimes&lt;br /&gt;You give me little words of advice to push me in the right direction&lt;br /&gt;Introduce me to bands&lt;br /&gt;We stay up all night talking and laughing. sharing out stories and jokes&lt;br /&gt;Make up funny games for those times where there is absolutely nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;I know your living in Tasmania and in I'm in Sydney&lt;br /&gt;But I truely hope we can be this close as brothers forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May sound corny but if you knew the guy like I do&lt;br /&gt;Hes almost impossible to hate&lt;br /&gt;And I feel bloody priveleged to have such a cool brother&lt;br /&gt;They don't call me lucky for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-1594639730834700328?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1594639730834700328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/ode-to-my-idolone-of-my-best-friends.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1594639730834700328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/1594639730834700328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/ode-to-my-idolone-of-my-best-friends.html' title='Ode to my idol/one of my best friends'/><author><name>Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04093794246743660344</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1188929806203718011.post-4440113686581155525</id><published>2009-08-29T18:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:15:42.283+10:00</updated><title type='text'>linked thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damnit, don't you hate it when you use a song for something or you hear the song used somewhere and it totally ruins the song for you, because for the rest of your life you'll associate that song with whatever happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It Ends Tonight &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AAR &lt;/span&gt;for some Y8 thing and now everytime I hear it, I think of all the mistakes I made while playing it on the piano.&lt;br /&gt;Once I was listening to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm Yours&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jason Mraz &lt;/span&gt;in the shopping centre or something and I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and walked into a table and put my hand straight into the plate of steak&amp;amp;chips that was on the table.&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that they were going to get Rohan Campbell to do a serenade with a special acoustic version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You Are So Beautiful &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Escape the Fate&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for someone else on Valentine's Day and now I can't listen to the song without wincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to forever associate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1945 &lt;/span&gt;by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Fiction&lt;/span&gt; with having glue all over my hands and staring at my mess of a papier-mache ag project. Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1188929806203718011-4440113686581155525?l=ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4440113686581155525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/linked-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4440113686581155525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1188929806203718011/posts/default/4440113686581155525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ravingsandraaamblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/linked-thoughts.html' title='linked thoughts'/><author><name>_breathe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00703291469805607930</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>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
