<?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-2066445498929104704</id><updated>2012-01-28T18:07:18.864+11:00</updated><title type='text'>vivian</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>353</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-6215279845420845998</id><published>2012-01-28T18:07:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T18:07:18.886+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sFGIxqqpr8g/TyEYfeLz_DI/AAAAAAAADBg/HW43LglgZ6o/s1600/scan0025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sFGIxqqpr8g/TyEYfeLz_DI/AAAAAAAADBg/HW43LglgZ6o/s640/scan0025.jpg" width="408" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfwOH8jvzqk/TyEYgqa3XZI/AAAAAAAADBo/AuCwZU0J21s/s1600/scan0026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfwOH8jvzqk/TyEYgqa3XZI/AAAAAAAADBo/AuCwZU0J21s/s640/scan0026.jpg" width="402" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Au5d6ZIJ4gg/TyEYhgaqj7I/AAAAAAAADBw/4SJCQnvPFrs/s1600/scan0027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Au5d6ZIJ4gg/TyEYhgaqj7I/AAAAAAAADBw/4SJCQnvPFrs/s640/scan0027.jpg" width="406" /&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/-25cxliwTT9s/TyEYjPtiG3I/AAAAAAAADB4/yCYS4aTF40A/s1600/scan0028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-25cxliwTT9s/TyEYjPtiG3I/AAAAAAAADB4/yCYS4aTF40A/s640/scan0028.jpg" width="410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: left;"&gt;Photos we took on chinese new year. Hahahahaha we decided to be twins. I can't believe that school is starting on monday :( It's our last year and i'm really scared. I have no idea what i want to do, and i have a feeling i'm never going to have an epiphany one night. I can't even decide on what gelato flavours to get for goodness sake! Every time we go get gelato i can never choose between creamy or fruity, my mind changes too often and i think that's going to be my demise. Answering the yearbook questions also didn't help, i was super stuck on biggest aim/dream. I seriously had no idea, i'm&amp;nbsp;embarrassed&amp;nbsp;about my answer :/ Most of my answers were pretty silly, i am pretty silly. I want to go overseas after hsc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-6215279845420845998?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/6215279845420845998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=6215279845420845998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6215279845420845998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6215279845420845998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new year!'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sFGIxqqpr8g/TyEYfeLz_DI/AAAAAAAADBg/HW43LglgZ6o/s72-c/scan0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-3473831923129046476</id><published>2012-01-24T17:23:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:24:07.031+11:00</updated><title type='text'>instax #4 tennis edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zu041tD4w-U/Tx5AYgyQGHI/AAAAAAAADAo/BjD2koXaoNQ/s1600/scan0017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zu041tD4w-U/Tx5AYgyQGHI/AAAAAAAADAo/BjD2koXaoNQ/s640/scan0017.jpg" width="402" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mvgh5yQu7io/Tx5AZgs04iI/AAAAAAAADAs/rWf2c2QONYk/s1600/scan0018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mvgh5yQu7io/Tx5AZgs04iI/AAAAAAAADAs/rWf2c2QONYk/s640/scan0018.jpg" width="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the tennis a couple of weeks ago, and although i got a really bad toms tan this year, i managed to get a few&amp;nbsp;pictures&amp;nbsp;with some tennis favourites (except for my tennis hero :c ) I look horrible in nearly all these photos, maybe it's because the security guard was rushing us or maybe because they weather was so bloody crazy that it kind of translated onto me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. tennis draw outside of centre court&lt;br /&gt;2. ken rosewall arena @ vika's match&lt;br /&gt;3. alizé cornet (she said my camera was weird....not happy jan :c )&lt;br /&gt;4. nadia petrova (but she said my camera was cool c: )&lt;br /&gt;5. julien benneteau&lt;br /&gt;6. richard gasquet&lt;br /&gt;7. john isner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-3473831923129046476?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/3473831923129046476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=3473831923129046476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3473831923129046476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3473831923129046476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2012/01/tennis.html' title='instax #4 tennis edition'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMCAhvpqY38/Tx5AaaQ4x-I/AAAAAAAADA0/GaYYHzuky_8/s72-c/scan0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-3266778438408839045</id><published>2012-01-18T21:47:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T21:47:58.679+11:00</updated><title type='text'>instax #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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(his eyes are closed :( )&lt;br /&gt;9. cake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-3266778438408839045?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/3266778438408839045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=3266778438408839045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3266778438408839045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3266778438408839045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2012/01/instax-3.html' title='instax #3'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gzx0XMbuF1c/Txahbl6CpLI/AAAAAAAAC_s/KPJu9mN67AY/s72-c/scan0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-6841898392914616192</id><published>2012-01-16T22:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:30:36.776+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the room</title><content type='html'>I've been gone for a really long time, i think i'm at the stage where you become so lazy that the first thing you do after waking up is go out to the living room and laying back down on the couch to watch some good old tv. All i do nowadays is play on the iPhone, watch tv, play on the computer and read. I have seriously neglected blogging and am not surprised that there is no one reading right now, but don't you worry, i'm back (and definitely blacker from all the days spent at the tennis) and will start to blog more often :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a video! Way too many iTunes gift cards from christmas have gotten me in an app spending frenzy and i came across this little gem: 8mm vintage camera. I have nothing really cool in my life that is worth videoing (except maybe the white party on wednesday!) so i have a little video tour of my room. I like the song :-) It reminds me of parent trap for some reason, i think it's the trumpets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/35130767?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/35130767"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-6841898392914616192?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/6841898392914616192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=6841898392914616192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6841898392914616192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6841898392914616192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2012/01/ive-been-gone-for-really-long-time-i.html' title='the room'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-7716278285274670548</id><published>2011-12-30T14:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T14:51:07.598+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Instax #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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We baked a cookie and then cut it into pizza slices&lt;br /&gt;2. Posing awkwardly in front of the tvs at officeworks&lt;br /&gt;3. Gelato at giotto&lt;br /&gt;4. Mango + blood orange. The two best flavours in the www (whole wide world)&lt;br /&gt;5. Greedy pig, eating two ice creams&lt;br /&gt;6. Posing in front of the cherry blossom tree before we fly the kite&lt;br /&gt;7. After 50 unsuccessful attempts at trying to get the kite to fly, i gave up :(&lt;br /&gt;8. Three blind mice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-7716278285274670548?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/7716278285274670548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=7716278285274670548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7716278285274670548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7716278285274670548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/12/instax-2.html' title='Instax #2'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uDBMlTJJscY/Tv0UeKWjjPI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/f0jJqEgLGOE/s72-c/scan0016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-7893265491530345316</id><published>2011-12-29T12:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:38:12.866+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bean Boozled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Today we have a guest bloogger: Emily Tran or otherwise known as the e-head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh- Today i woke up super early and surprise, surprise vivian came late (notoriously i'm the one who's known to be always late). I was not happy at all as vivian knew not to tell me that we were going to bonnyrigg plaza until we were in the car (I am a shopaholic - last time i spent $100+ and there aren't even good stores there) . NOT HAPPY JAN! I wasn't allowed to go to priceline and spend $50 like last time, i wasn't allowed to go to Go-Lo to buy a fan that was only $11.98!, i wasn't allowed to buy a hair straightener DAMN THAT VIVIAN and then she was embarrassing us by practising her cockney accent! "Well i don't know. If you wahnna go, then go!" At that point Nat and I just abandoned her in the cat food aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting is not fun at all. I am starving to death, if i die it's all her fault... But! While we were waiting for her arrival, we baked some cookies and they are all stuck together because of &lt;i&gt;vivian&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and her damn chortling spatula. Catching onto the polaroid trend, i secretly bought a polaroid and we took many many unflattering photos. Oh man oh man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, see you later alligator!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-7893265491530345316?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/7893265491530345316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=7893265491530345316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7893265491530345316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7893265491530345316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/12/bean-boozled.html' title='Bean Boozled'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LGg4GFUlThk/TvvJx3xTVDI/AAAAAAAAC-M/FEBGPH3MrLA/s72-c/Snapshot_20111229_24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-9098104493317387735</id><published>2011-12-26T21:37:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T21:40:08.506+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Instax #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oo4DDQsaWR4/Tvg-tLuLS1I/AAAAAAAAC8A/il-W-_U7xKk/s1600/scan0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="403" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oo4DDQsaWR4/Tvg-tLuLS1I/AAAAAAAAC8A/il-W-_U7xKk/s640/scan0003.jpg" width="640" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nmDT5VIpF3k/Tvg-xvqfSBI/AAAAAAAAC8I/gC-92Bhey7g/s1600/scan0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nmDT5VIpF3k/Tvg-xvqfSBI/AAAAAAAAC8I/gC-92Bhey7g/s640/scan0004.jpg" width="640" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzoJcJgeOZ8/Tvg-1vJKfwI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/cGvI7z3Neec/s1600/scan0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="402" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzoJcJgeOZ8/Tvg-1vJKfwI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/cGvI7z3Neec/s640/scan0005.jpg" width="640" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2psuydA8A0/Tvg-3l6gGpI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/91WCx_q85cU/s1600/scan0006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="406" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S2psuydA8A0/Tvg-3l6gGpI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/91WCx_q85cU/s640/scan0006.jpg" width="640" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GHUqNKqYOsU/Tvg-7unNb9I/AAAAAAAAC8g/2yZwLIPqNKQ/s1600/scan0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GHUqNKqYOsU/Tvg-7unNb9I/AAAAAAAAC8g/2yZwLIPqNKQ/s640/scan0007.jpg" width="398" /&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/-17Usgrl-0DU/Tvg--wXQiZI/AAAAAAAAC8o/DGDJWpHQuDE/s1600/scan0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-17Usgrl-0DU/Tvg--wXQiZI/AAAAAAAAC8o/DGDJWpHQuDE/s640/scan0008.jpg" width="402" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QvUiHT-SKYA/Tvg_Cx8JGhI/AAAAAAAAC8w/ug3iybsaX4E/s1600/scan0009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QvUiHT-SKYA/Tvg_Cx8JGhI/AAAAAAAAC8w/ug3iybsaX4E/s640/scan0009.jpg" width="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Our very first group christmas party&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(except everyone's not pictured :( )&lt;br /&gt;2. Three musketeers: natalie, emily and myself&lt;br /&gt;3. Us three&amp;nbsp;re-enacting&amp;nbsp;natalie's pose from photo 2&lt;br /&gt;4. Scenic view on the way to McDonald's (which was actually open on christmas day!)&lt;br /&gt;5. The best christmas present ever! Thanks Emily!&lt;br /&gt;6. Hanging on the clam with the e-head&lt;br /&gt;7. My favourite sister in the whole wide world hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas this year was really fun! We went over to our grammy and grampy's house to celebrate and i brought the instax to take some pictures. It was different, no christmas trees, not many presents, lots of food, but it made christmas a hundred times better! It was sad waking up to find that there was no gummy bear in my sock :( next year, i want natalie to sneak into my room and put a yellow gummy bear in the stocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Highlights:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- After being separated for like three months, the three musketeers were reunited and we went on our pdw (post-dinner-walk) to maccy d's and the park.&lt;br /&gt;- Emily bought a large sprite for me&lt;br /&gt;- We got to sit on the clam swing&lt;br /&gt;- I got a kite for christmas!&lt;br /&gt;- We unsuccessfully tried to get the kite flying&lt;br /&gt;- I found gingerbread in my shoe&lt;br /&gt;- there were fireworks on the drive home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-9098104493317387735?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/9098104493317387735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=9098104493317387735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/9098104493317387735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/9098104493317387735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/12/instax-1.html' title='Instax #1'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oo4DDQsaWR4/Tvg-tLuLS1I/AAAAAAAAC8A/il-W-_U7xKk/s72-c/scan0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-786069334905055199</id><published>2011-12-24T23:49:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T23:49:29.927+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Have yourself a merry little christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbBQ7PwKGoA/TvXBPU6sauI/AAAAAAAAC6s/0LTihLU6pOU/s1600/acbc6.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbBQ7PwKGoA/TvXBPU6sauI/AAAAAAAAC6s/0LTihLU6pOU/s640/acbc6.png" width="640" /&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/-8vyNeblLEsA/TvXBS3q2IyI/AAAAAAAAC60/pjvTQPeySbo/s1600/acbc7.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8vyNeblLEsA/TvXBS3q2IyI/AAAAAAAAC60/pjvTQPeySbo/s640/acbc7.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everybody! Christmas is all about traditions and although my family doesn't really have a tradition, i've started my own. Last year, this year, next year, and for many years to come, i'm going to wake up super early just to watch A Charlie Brown Christmas! I think Charlie Brown and snoopy are also my heroes, and there is no better way to spend christmas than to be snuggled up in bed watching charlie brown. Oh man i really really love Charlie Brown. One day when i get a puppy, i will name it snuppy (no not snuppi! christie!) as a homage to snoopy. It's a mix of snoopy, a mix of puppy. Oh snuppy. I'll also hang up my favourite (and clean!) sock (sorry i'm just too cheap to get a stocking) and hopefully there'll be one gummy bear when i wake up. It must have been at least ten/eleven years ago, when i hung up a sock instead of my usual stocking...The next morning, i woke up to find one yellow baby gummy bear in my sock. It was amazing! A miracle on 34th street! Seriously, who could it have been? I swear it wasn't my parents because they are kind of christmas grinches and plus alcoholic chocolates magically appeared in the fridge... I think there must be a santa. A real santa claus. Happy holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-786069334905055199?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/786069334905055199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=786069334905055199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/786069334905055199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/786069334905055199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-yourself-merry-little-christmas.html' title='Have yourself a merry little christmas'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xozq-KJuetk/TvXAxECIoSI/AAAAAAAAC58/Q8h4oieaBiA/s72-c/acbc8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-7463156080034234637</id><published>2011-12-23T21:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T21:21:35.421+11:00</updated><title type='text'>This &amp; that #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v80TVwXYqc0/TvQyf1IxJHI/AAAAAAAAC4w/7mTW-tbDM1I/s1600/P1030081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v80TVwXYqc0/TvQyf1IxJHI/AAAAAAAAC4w/7mTW-tbDM1I/s640/P1030081.JPG" width="640" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_CaEtO8mFk/TvQ0SEVq0AI/AAAAAAAAC5A/NcwO6U46r24/s1600/P1030083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_CaEtO8mFk/TvQ0SEVq0AI/AAAAAAAAC5A/NcwO6U46r24/s640/P1030083.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9I3UAVPAaCU/TvQ3LxVRlNI/AAAAAAAAC5c/rjayCiK00r0/s1600/P1030082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9I3UAVPAaCU/TvQ3LxVRlNI/AAAAAAAAC5c/rjayCiK00r0/s640/P1030082.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;This:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I've been waiting, saving, saving, waiting and finaaaaaaallllllllly i am the proud owner of an instax! I just couldn't resist buying the hello kitty one because hello kitty is kind of like my hero. Now, i can't wait for christmas and the holidays just so i can take some more polaroids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5D_SIZpsdI/TvRGWmg4LGI/AAAAAAAAC5o/g3QwuG1RL6I/s1600/P1030090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5D_SIZpsdI/TvRGWmg4LGI/AAAAAAAAC5o/g3QwuG1RL6I/s640/P1030090.JPG" width="640" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aA_UlbdAF7w/TvRHGEX3miI/AAAAAAAAC5w/oYFeNFGGGPw/s1600/P1030084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aA_UlbdAF7w/TvRHGEX3miI/AAAAAAAAC5w/oYFeNFGGGPw/s640/P1030084.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;That:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;a kk present so thoughtful and wonderful as this one deserves to have two photos. Thanks vanessa!! Although i have quite a bad reputation for accidentally stumbling upon people's kk, i managed to keep my knowledge a secret quite well. I love the heart felt letter you wrote, and because i'm not a hugging kind of person i'll give you a fist bump of high five the next time i see you :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-7463156080034234637?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/7463156080034234637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=7463156080034234637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7463156080034234637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7463156080034234637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-that-3.html' title='This &amp; that #3'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v80TVwXYqc0/TvQyf1IxJHI/AAAAAAAAC4w/7mTW-tbDM1I/s72-c/P1030081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1984154746359140784</id><published>2011-12-17T21:16:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T21:17:13.364+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Four calling birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9QEmeiHvTc/Tuxj5LFOJDI/AAAAAAAAC4I/nbgPmVHtEQ4/s1600/Rob-Ryan-A6-Notebook-5b037b87-29fc-416c-b9fe-83e6816c442f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9QEmeiHvTc/Tuxj5LFOJDI/AAAAAAAAC4I/nbgPmVHtEQ4/s320/Rob-Ryan-A6-Notebook-5b037b87-29fc-416c-b9fe-83e6816c442f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnAhvdXNZ1A/Tuxmbxc42GI/AAAAAAAAC4g/rkZbGL79FQE/s1600/kite.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PnAhvdXNZ1A/Tuxmbxc42GI/AAAAAAAAC4g/rkZbGL79FQE/s320/kite.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NDX9qIXgV08/Tuxj6tcMPWI/AAAAAAAAC4U/V_BZjMB63pc/s1600/pot.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NDX9qIXgV08/Tuxj6tcMPWI/AAAAAAAAC4U/V_BZjMB63pc/s320/pot.JPG" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aren't they cute? General Pants has a whole assortment of novelties/bits and bobs that make good christmas presents (hint, hint). Christmas is in eight days! Eight days!! So if i have calculated correctly, today is the 4th day of christmas? Four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree? Actually how does the song work? Do I start singing it on the 14th....or the 1st, 25th maybe? I have no idea :( But! That doesn't matter because we're having a group christmas party! Yay! The beginning of a christmas tradition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stuck in a rut. It's like sinking into a pool filled with non-newtonian fluid and then trying to claw your way out, it just doesn't work. (See what i did there? slipped in a good senior science reference) What am i going to do for kk?! My lies have been exposed and now i'm feeling uninspired. Do I give a me kind of present? e.g. pineapples, or should i get her something else? The last thing i want to do is give her cavities or a burning present. I got something really cool to decorate the present, but it may catch on fire. It's amusing though, something that will &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;light up&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;your day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1984154746359140784?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1984154746359140784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1984154746359140784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1984154746359140784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1984154746359140784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/12/four-calling-birds.html' title='Four calling birds'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t9QEmeiHvTc/Tuxj5LFOJDI/AAAAAAAAC4I/nbgPmVHtEQ4/s72-c/Rob-Ryan-A6-Notebook-5b037b87-29fc-416c-b9fe-83e6816c442f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-4056043134986005220</id><published>2011-11-20T17:35:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:06:13.671+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY WENDY T!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Danica, genevieve and I decided to dress up as salt, pep and cumin like ted, marshall and lily in how i met your mother. Genevieve was supposed to be the third wheel spice shaker, but everyone decided to read cumin differently, so there was an entirely new meaning to genevieve's costume. We still had a fun time trick or treating around school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;That:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;The treats we got from each other since the teachers at school were not very nice - one decided to chuck a peach at us HAHAHA. Although my bucket wasn't filled like this one, i still had some candy to munch on in maths. 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I think it's cute and maybe i'll follow suit seeing as i don't have much time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;This:&lt;/u&gt; Scavenger hunt prizes!!!! I wasn't really planning on having prizes, considering the first scavenger hunt prize was mint slices. But since i promised, i had to keep my word, and so i quickly whipped up some badges for everyone that came. In this case i guess everyone is a winner. Also, thank you thank you jacqueline, yvy, genevieve,&amp;nbsp;danica&amp;nbsp;, liza and jenny for making the scavenger hunt a fun day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;That:&lt;/u&gt; On&amp;nbsp;Sunday&amp;nbsp;we went to the opera house open day. There was a whole heap of stuff, but all i remember was that the tour was waaaay too long and my legs were tired. The views were beautiful though. 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that'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2V4rEPQjDk4/TqFG60_fsUI/AAAAAAAACzY/gwwNZVZRnE0/s72-c/P1020919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-6230702563811152497</id><published>2011-10-08T23:00:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T15:58:51.513+11:00</updated><title type='text'>SCAVENGER HUNT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-varxMkz3ueI/To_dHnc0bgI/AAAAAAAACzE/i48iO0UcN6M/s1600/333975_273444639343562_100000340851559_933933_1598191139_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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This time i actually planned ahead and wrote everything down on the giant roll of paper vanessa bought me.&amp;nbsp;I felt kind of smart, thinking up all these clues which were cryptic and smart.&amp;nbsp;But, like always, i was in a mad rush on monday night. I had to make all the clues, tie them onto some string, blow up some balloons, thread hundreds of tags onto the string. On top of this my cousin came over for a sleep over so that she could help me prepare for the hunt. Sharing a single bed with someone is the worst thing ever. We ended up waking up late so i had to run around on my street and the park wearing my pjs. It was pretty embarrassing, especially running in my pjs, wearing socks and thongs and panting heavily down the street. I really hope that none of the neighbours were sitting by their window watching me struggle. Luckily everyone came late, which is what i really like about my friends. Next time i'll create an event starting at seven so that i'll be sure that they'll come by eleven. A big big thank you to jenny, &lt;u&gt;jacquie&lt;/u&gt;, yvy, genevieve, liza and danica for coming. Thank you soooooo much for turning up and making me feel that all my efforts were worth it. It was fun playing mario kart and watching pyramid.&amp;nbsp;and one final thing: congratulations genevieve and liza for winning the scavenger hunt!!! your prizes will arrive soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest thing of that day: thinking that geneveieve would end up on the side of the road from trying to walk to my house because she thought walking from the t-way to my house wasn't very far. We thought it'd take her half an hour and we were just laughing and laughing at her misfortune ..... turns out it only takes ten minutes. p.s. thanks emily for taking all of the pictures! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-6230702563811152497?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/6230702563811152497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=6230702563811152497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6230702563811152497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6230702563811152497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/10/scavenger-hunt.html' title='SCAVENGER HUNT!!!'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-varxMkz3ueI/To_dHnc0bgI/AAAAAAAACzE/i48iO0UcN6M/s72-c/333975_273444639343562_100000340851559_933933_1598191139_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2288207684317655059</id><published>2011-09-30T22:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:47:29.500+10:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qwElY7Y4h5c/ToW6Ef7auiI/AAAAAAAACyU/CgIBHdfPlPA/s1600/4737511527_054bc46cbb_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qwElY7Y4h5c/ToW6Ef7auiI/AAAAAAAACyU/CgIBHdfPlPA/s640/4737511527_054bc46cbb_b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;one day i will open a scrabble bar/cafe hahaha&lt;/blockquote&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays go by too quickly. Where did this week go? It feels like i did nothing except watch tv shows and eat. I'm so glad all of the shows came back, Next week will be dedicated to preparing and studying with the exception of my scavenger hunt/amazing race. Hopefully i'll make all the clues tomorrow and hide them early on tuesday with my cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i did this week:&lt;br /&gt;- went to costco - our very first time was ruined by the fact that we had to shop quickly because nat had work. Plus we waited outside in the cold for an hour because we're too cheap to sign up and so we tagged along with my aunty who already had membership. We bought two tubs of yoghurt and mixed berries. I wanted to buy a tv but my parents we're against it, so nat and i hatched a plan to break my parents tv (which is really old, maybe 20 years old?) so then they'd take our tv and buy a new tv for us. we are so so smart HAHAHAHAH I remember when we had a tv in our room. We watched too much that our mum banned us from having a tv in our room. :(&lt;br /&gt;- watched new fall tv shows - new girl and 2 broke girls seems to be kind of promising. I also got my dose of reality tv from top chef just desserts and amazing race and i also watched the regulars. I think i watch too much tv :$&lt;br /&gt;- went to cooks hill - it was also my first time eating there. I was kind of third wheeling with nat and her friend wendy because my mum practically made me go with them. It was fun though, nothing awkward. We also went to get slurpees. Kiwi strawberry is the best flavour ever! (and creaming soda smells like peepee so don't get that flavour)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2288207684317655059?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2288207684317655059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2288207684317655059&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2288207684317655059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2288207684317655059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/09/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qwElY7Y4h5c/ToW6Ef7auiI/AAAAAAAACyU/CgIBHdfPlPA/s72-c/4737511527_054bc46cbb_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-8748267315687561437</id><published>2011-09-05T17:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T22:28:53.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6n_SsjCrQVI/TmMq-eHZ2YI/AAAAAAAACx8/op1yFTsJQoc/s1600/penny.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6n_SsjCrQVI/TmMq-eHZ2YI/AAAAAAAACx8/op1yFTsJQoc/s640/penny.bmp" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: left;"&gt;I was watching someone's video where they were skateboarding to 7eleven and their skateboard was soooooo pretty!!! SO i went searching around for the brand and it turns out, they are penny skateboards! The colours are so pretty and bright, I really want to learn to skateboard now. Maybe in the holidays or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Guess what?! My mum's coming back in three days! woohoo!!! today she went road tripping with my aunty and grandma to las vegas to watch a paris by night show. I'll be buying the dvd in a couple of months time just to look for her in the audience. I remember when the camera zoomed on my aunty in one of the paris by nights and our family bought the dvd just to watch my aunty's 5 seconds of fame. Hahahahahaahaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today i was so excited because smith journal was coming out. Last night i packed money in my wallet, checked the stocklist and found that the news agency at cabra was a stocker and when i went this afternoon, they didn't haaaaveee it :( &amp;nbsp;Most disappointing part of my day :( Maybe they'll have it tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay i've got all my maths revision printed, will study alone in the library for the next couple of days. goodnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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: left;"&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/2066445498929104704-8748267315687561437?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/8748267315687561437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=8748267315687561437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8748267315687561437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8748267315687561437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6n_SsjCrQVI/TmMq-eHZ2YI/AAAAAAAACx8/op1yFTsJQoc/s72-c/penny.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-3967792083454145955</id><published>2011-09-04T17:23:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T17:26:54.417+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised how gay and embarrassing my sister and I were when we were children. Thinking about the things we did, makes me laugh soooo much. LOL. This stuff is quite embarrassing to admit :$ :$ I remember we used to have a little spirax notebook in which we wrote down the number plates of bad luck cars. They were basically number plates where the numbers added up to 13. We seriously had like pages and pages of number plates and what colour it was. We took it with us every car ride and scanned the streets for bad luck cars. I don't know why but we thought it was funny to have a bad luck car. We're weird. Hahaha and the last couple of page were reserved for cars with funny number plates like ASS 436 or something like that. LOL I have to find that note book one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at some other point, probably when I was in year 2-3 my sister and I became the toilet police. We put a clipboard with a record sheet on the toilet door and everytime someone went toilet, they had to record what time they went and if it was a number 1 or 2. LOL how embarrassing :$ , I don't know how the heck we came up with the idea.... And we issued fines if you didn't record details or didn't go toilet enough. My dad never took part in it and by the time he got his 10th fine, we basically gave up on him. At least my mum participated. We were such embarrassing kids :$ I feel sorry for my parents. I still remember how the fines were triangle pieces of paper :$ I really wish I was a kid again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-3967792083454145955?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/3967792083454145955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=3967792083454145955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3967792083454145955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3967792083454145955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-just-realised-how-gay-my-sister-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1878502902387530203</id><published>2011-08-25T20:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T20:38:14.122+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cherry blossoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CS6ciyZQhCU/TITaWRpR3UI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ctqwMnBqQzc/s1600/P1010217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CS6ciyZQhCU/TITaWRpR3UI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ctqwMnBqQzc/s640/P1010217.JPG" width="640" /&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/-z4Wt4GeAuqM/TITapaV2UTI/AAAAAAAAA70/fx_K3Dg7Zhk/s1600/P1010222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4Wt4GeAuqM/TITapaV2UTI/AAAAAAAAA70/fx_K3Dg7Zhk/s640/P1010222.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherry blossoms have bloomed again! Two posts in one day! WOW! How happy i must be feeling. Well i haven't blogged properly in ages, and i guess there's no better time than today. This week has been half good half bad. I've been spending sooooooo much money lately.It's like when you save up a lot of money over a couple of weeks, you feel really rich (LOL i only saved forty dollars) and when there's the opportunity for you to buy anything at all, you&amp;nbsp;seize&amp;nbsp;the opportunity! And then you feel bad for having no money left. &amp;nbsp;I've been buying so much stuff, i'm in debt and i got my mum to buy stuff in america as well and i have to pay her back and there's just so much paying back! ARGH!! I wish i had some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in year assembly, it hit me. We'll be in year twelve in 21days. YEAR TWELVE. 21 DAYS. NOOOOO!!! I really don't want to grow up, i don't know what i want to do. I don't want to decide what i'll be doing, where, how, when, why. I just want to skip year twelve and uni, and be somewhere seven years into the future. I want to work at design sponge, and do something fun, travel, cook. It'll be cool if our group is still a group in seven years time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1878502902387530203?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1878502902387530203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1878502902387530203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1878502902387530203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1878502902387530203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/08/cherry-blossoms.html' title='cherry blossoms'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CS6ciyZQhCU/TITaWRpR3UI/AAAAAAAAA7s/ctqwMnBqQzc/s72-c/P1010217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-69056266526418038</id><published>2011-08-25T19:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T19:06:43.171+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4T0JISXHP0/TlYFH3oIQwI/AAAAAAAACxs/yF5hzMyXK58/s1600/A119-hero-272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4T0JISXHP0/TlYFH3oIQwI/AAAAAAAACxs/yF5hzMyXK58/s320/A119-hero-272.jpg" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really really want a new watch, even if i am an awful watch reader. Sometimes the smallest hole is just not small enough and then the watch is sliding up and down your arm, that really sucks. Hopefully with a new watch, my old watch tan will come back! I think my mum will get this in the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jrBsOpawiLo/TlYG3kSjF2I/AAAAAAAACxw/WVPS6ueQb6g/s1600/smith-shop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="561" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jrBsOpawiLo/TlYG3kSjF2I/AAAAAAAACxw/WVPS6ueQb6g/s640/smith-shop.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even though it's the male version of Frankie, i think it's welcoming to girls and guys. I just read the blurby thing and it looks pretty interesting.&amp;nbsp;I think i'll pre-order it soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gjCxMuh_q_k/TlYG4ffk1FI/AAAAAAAACx0/CUOH0QK82gs/s1600/spaces_shop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="419" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gjCxMuh_q_k/TlYG4ffk1FI/AAAAAAAACx0/CUOH0QK82gs/s640/spaces_shop.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A good inspiration for when i feel like redecorating my room :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIFTckmP8Ls/TlYQSvBQpaI/AAAAAAAACx4/dOvX2Rkkr5Y/s1600/vans.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIFTckmP8Ls/TlYQSvBQpaI/AAAAAAAACx4/dOvX2Rkkr5Y/s400/vans.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Vans! My ones are completely dead, i think one day my whole foot is going to fall out the hole. Hopefully my mum gets a pair or two in america :) yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-69056266526418038?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/69056266526418038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=69056266526418038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/69056266526418038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/69056266526418038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/08/wishlist.html' title='wishlist'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4T0JISXHP0/TlYFH3oIQwI/AAAAAAAACxs/yF5hzMyXK58/s72-c/A119-hero-272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-138530364884265978</id><published>2011-08-13T21:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T21:36:21.678+10:00</updated><title type='text'>seven things</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;seven places i would like to visit&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. NEW YORK NEW YORK!&lt;br /&gt;2. London&lt;br /&gt;3. Paris&lt;br /&gt;4. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;St Barts&lt;br /&gt;6. Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;7. Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;seven things i would like to make&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. friendship bracelets&lt;br /&gt;2. knitted jumper/ cardigan&lt;br /&gt;3. blueberry pancakes&lt;br /&gt;4. paper chains&lt;br /&gt;5. confetti&lt;br /&gt;6. macaroni cheese&lt;br /&gt;7. pencil case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;seven people i'd like to meet (dead or alive)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dalai lama&lt;br /&gt;2. tina fey&lt;br /&gt;3. my grandma&lt;br /&gt;4. mr bean&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;ellen degeneres&lt;br /&gt;6. natalie tran&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;my future self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;seven things i would like to own&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. polaroid&lt;br /&gt;2. record player&lt;br /&gt;3. type writer&lt;br /&gt;4. skateboard&lt;br /&gt;5. spaces magazine&lt;br /&gt;6. peanuts complete collection&lt;br /&gt;7. sea glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;seven things that annoy me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. people taking things for granted&lt;br /&gt;2. the slow bus driver&lt;br /&gt;3. snobs; especially those who pity me because i'm different&lt;br /&gt;4. seeing my neighbour on the bus&lt;br /&gt;5. people making such a big deal over nothing&lt;br /&gt;6. hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;having dry lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;seven films i love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. toy story 3&lt;br /&gt;2. parent trap&lt;br /&gt;3. the blind side&lt;br /&gt;4. bridesmaids&lt;br /&gt;5. rio&lt;br /&gt;6. never let me go&lt;br /&gt;7. up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-138530364884265978?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/138530364884265978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=138530364884265978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/138530364884265978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/138530364884265978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/08/seven-things.html' title='seven things'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-5158455185243835341</id><published>2011-08-09T21:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T21:58:47.070+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay my mum replied to me! I think i'll just email her everyday. Yes i'm very needy hahahaha. It's funny when my mum emails me in english because her english isn't too good and i don't really understand what she is talking about... like in one part she said she was going to the mall on thursday with my aunty's friend to buy water because annie doesn't have water at home...? I don't get it, she doesn't have water?!?!?! My mum's going to the movies with my cousins tomorrow so it seems like she'll have a fun week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO sad that today was the last chemistry lesson with steven :( He was a really good teacher, and always bought us candy. I'm worried about final exam next week D: Also can't wait for genevieve's amazing race!!! It'll be really really fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-5158455185243835341?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/5158455185243835341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=5158455185243835341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/5158455185243835341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/5158455185243835341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/08/yay-my-mum-replied-to-me-i-think-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1546980180362673080</id><published>2011-08-08T22:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:41:42.260+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been like one day since my mum left and i already miss her. :( I miss the conversations we have when she's driving me to tutor. I like listening to her stories, always interesting. It's cute how she called us this morning when we were at school, thinking that it was night time over here. She must have been really confused or something haha. Silly mum. And yay she emailed me! I haven't sent an email in ages, i always run out of things to say to my aunty so talking about the weather is like something i have to include. I swear every email i say &lt;i&gt;"the weathers really cold/hot over here....i must be hot/cold in america..." &lt;/i&gt;Yay me i'm so original. Can't believe my mum watched black swan on the plane. It must have been awkward at the weird parts. Imagine if the person next to her was watching some other random movie and then saw the lesbian scene on my mum's tv screen. That would be really awkward. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like the first thing my sister and i did after my mum left was go grocery shopping. Ever since my mum made &amp;nbsp;us go grocery shopping with her, we weren't allowed to buy a lot of junky food. But now since she's gone, we bought lots of ice cream and stuff. Hehehe. Whenever i go out to cabramatta or woolworths or something i'm really scared i'll see people i know. It's like an irrational fear. Sometimes, when i actually do see people, i get the urge to run away and hide. Sometimes i actually do this, i go out of my way to hide in another aisle of woolworths just to make sure the person i saw doesn't see me. I think i just don't want any awkward encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'm going to email my mum now! goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1546980180362673080?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1546980180362673080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1546980180362673080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1546980180362673080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1546980180362673080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-like-one-day-since-my-mum-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-4130334253855850055</id><published>2011-08-06T17:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T17:54:04.841+10:00</updated><title type='text'>H-FON makes H-BOND hahahahahahaha</title><content type='html'>My mum is leaving tomorrow! I'm kind of sad, kind of happy. That sounds mean, but i'm happy that she'll be buying stuff for us yay! It kind of sucks that she hates us eating lollies so i'm pretty sure she's not buying chocolate or lollies &amp;nbsp;for us. :( One month is a really long time if you think about it. I'm pretty sure our family is going to starve to death. No one can cook so i'm guessing we'll be having sandwiches or cereal for dinner. I'm not even joking, no one can cook. I know my grandma is cooking some stuff for us but then she'll be off to america as well. I think my mum's going to have lots of fun. She's going to las vegas for paris by night. What a party animal. hahahahahaha. She's leaving at seven in the morning so maybe i should wake up early and say good bye. maybe i'll go to the airport in my pjs. not sure yet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-4130334253855850055?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/4130334253855850055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=4130334253855850055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4130334253855850055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4130334253855850055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/08/h-fon-makes-h-bond-hahahahahahaha.html' title='H-FON makes H-BOND hahahahahahaha'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1928191933597789833</id><published>2011-07-22T00:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:02:12.309+10:00</updated><title type='text'>If you had 24 hours to live, what would you do?</title><content type='html'>Okay since day two is talking about tatoos and piercings, and i only have lobe ones, i guess i'm doing a 29 day challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i only had one day, i think i'd go to new york and eat hot dogs. I can't not go to new york before i die. I just can't. I've seriously been having dreams about going to new york. Not going would just make me sad :/ I want to go when it's snowing and it'll be beautiful like in home alone two. There'll be ice skating and drinking hot cider, and the giant christmas tree in rockerfella plaza. New york is the place to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1928191933597789833?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1928191933597789833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1928191933597789833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1928191933597789833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1928191933597789833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-you-had-24-hours-to-live-what-would.html' title='If you had 24 hours to live, what would you do?'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2342333172499309946</id><published>2011-07-20T19:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T19:53:45.817+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fifteen fun facts</title><content type='html'>Okay i am going to do this thirty day challenge thing over the course of 3614606456 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #1:&amp;nbsp;i like to speak italian at random times. it's very limited though :/ i can only count and sing old macdonald&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #2: my favourite number is 3&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #3:&amp;nbsp;i limit myself to having KFC only once a year&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #4: i have a secret candy stash in my room&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #5: i've never ever watched lion king. or mulan. basically, i never had a childhood&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #6: sometimes i like to wake up really early and play on my ipod until it's actually time to wake up&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #7: i still bite my nails :$&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #8: my cooking specialty is pancakes!&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #9: ironing calms me down&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #10: i really like wearing colourful socks&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #11: my pinky fingernail is tiny&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #12: i don't like eating meat but i still do&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #13: i love american accents&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #14: i'm really bad at remembering phone numbers&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact #15: i don't brush my hair any more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2342333172499309946?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2342333172499309946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2342333172499309946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2342333172499309946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2342333172499309946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/07/fifteen-fun-facts.html' title='fifteen fun facts'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-6082178305795606614</id><published>2011-07-17T13:03:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:54:49.970+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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YEAH!!!! I was fully stressing in the morning because i had so much to do because i left things to the very last minute. I woke up early, wiped all my furniture, mopped the floor of my bedroom, prepared the wraps and hid all the clues before anyone came. Then people started coming, but yvy, lisa and kristina were going to come super late so we played mafia in my room for like two hours. It was fun because it had been a really long time since we played it. Everyone was really good, but because i'm bias, wendy and i were the best murderers. It's funny how everyone found my hidden candy stash in my room, that's like the first thing people discover and then everyone asked me why i have so much shampoo in the cupboard. :( Sorry guys my parents are like extreme shoppers, once when the cereal was on sale my mum bought eight one kilo boxes. :$ After that we played mario kart and ate wraps. Thankfully my cooking only food poisoned one person. Sorry christie, i think your stomach is just too weak, that's why you were worst affected when we got food poisoning from fried ice cream. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else came so the scavenger hunt began! It was fun!!!! So i hid 10 clues about the murder around my front yard/park and teams had to find the clues, solve the clues and then figure out who the murderer was, what the weapon did he/she use and which room the murder happened in. It was fun watching everyone frantically solve these clues and i was pretty slack to some people. HEHEHEHEHEHE but in the end grace/lisa and kristina/jenny/sopiea came equal first, vanessa/liza came second, genevieve/yvy came third and christie/wendy came last. It was such a good day. I really love my friends :) I think i'll have another scavenger hunt next holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-6082178305795606614?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/6082178305795606614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=6082178305795606614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6082178305795606614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6082178305795606614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8oUlzXk-yM/TiJLGZZZcDI/AAAAAAAACxY/XxCVaw84LBk/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-5456067762499403557</id><published>2011-07-12T17:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T17:18:02.433+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPiN5Z3_phU/ThQg3psy4qI/AAAAAAAACwM/21PhEbVCxjg/s1600/P1020783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPiN5Z3_phU/ThQg3psy4qI/AAAAAAAACwM/21PhEbVCxjg/s640/P1020783.JPG" width="640" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqvYUEhuAaI/ThQg4NWvFEI/AAAAAAAACwQ/VYzVCyu5GdU/s1600/P1020785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gqvYUEhuAaI/ThQg4NWvFEI/AAAAAAAACwQ/VYzVCyu5GdU/s640/P1020785.JPG" width="640" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZimN1MJTSmQ/ThQg6kz-p8I/AAAAAAAACwc/FE4DyHCnJLs/s1600/P1020789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZimN1MJTSmQ/ThQg6kz-p8I/AAAAAAAACwc/FE4DyHCnJLs/s640/P1020789.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I always make craft stuff and then never finish. The triangles have been sitting on my desk ever since February, that was five whole months ago! I have to finish making my garland soon, maybe these holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's coming over on Friday! I haven't even started making clues or even planned this scavenger hunt. I remember last week i was supposed to start but then i just got lazy, really really lazy. There's sooooo much to do, and i have to clean the house because it's so messy. I finally asked my mum on friday and i was really vague about the details just in case she said no but now i think she knows. Asking my mum about anything is scary, but thankfully she said yes. I like it when she tells me stories about her childhood. I think it's pretty cute how she still remembers all this stuff and how she's still in contact with her childhood friends. I hope twenty years from now everyone in our group are still friends, and we talk to each other and have reunions and scavenger hunts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-5456067762499403557?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/5456067762499403557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=5456067762499403557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/5456067762499403557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/5456067762499403557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/07/always-make-craft-stuff-and-then-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPiN5Z3_phU/ThQg3psy4qI/AAAAAAAACwM/21PhEbVCxjg/s72-c/P1020783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-7678451398197697040</id><published>2011-07-06T18:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T18:49:44.188+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R22ngyFcWM0/ThQg2449_mI/AAAAAAAACwI/VVNYkmWcGx0/s1600/P1020781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R22ngyFcWM0/ThQg2449_mI/AAAAAAAACwI/VVNYkmWcGx0/s640/P1020781.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a holiday to do list but i'm pretty sure it won't be completed by the end of the hols. I'm just so so so lazy. Imagine if we had three months of holidays like american kids, it'll just be three months of non stop lounging around. I should go outside, but it's really scary out there. Like yesterday i went outside to shoo the really loud birds and then there was this one bird that wouldn't fly away, flapping really close to me. I'm not crazy afraid of birds, but they generally scare me when they fly too close. So then last night there were scary noises at the front door and it totally freaked my mum, nat and i. My first thought was that it was a robber and i was so so scared but then we looked out the window and it turned out to be a really fat cat. Afterwards, i heard flapping noises and saw that bird again sitting on our doorstep. It was scary, like it was a sign or something. This morning i heard my dad open the front door and the bird was still there. THIS IS SOME CRAZY SIGN, and yeah i stayed inside for all of today. It's just too scary to be outside. Oh and there's this gigantic truck parked right in front of my house and it's been there for more than a week. It's been in the same spot, untouched and it's so big. It could be a kidnap truck, or there are stolen stuff/drugs hidden in it. Thankfully my sister called the police and they'll go by and check it out tonight. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-7678451398197697040?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/7678451398197697040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=7678451398197697040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7678451398197697040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7678451398197697040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/07/ive-made-holiday-to-do-list-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R22ngyFcWM0/ThQg2449_mI/AAAAAAAACwI/VVNYkmWcGx0/s72-c/P1020781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2702798139323248791</id><published>2011-07-02T20:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:56:53.981+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oKfVbd79HgY/TgSMBwFAPwI/AAAAAAAACu8/Vo0McaESecg/s1600/P1020766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oKfVbd79HgY/TgSMBwFAPwI/AAAAAAAACu8/Vo0McaESecg/s640/P1020766.JPG" width="640" /&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/-xY5CWaWpokw/TgSMD6fqSdI/AAAAAAAACvI/133CVjAh4zM/s1600/P1020770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xY5CWaWpokw/TgSMD6fqSdI/AAAAAAAACvI/133CVjAh4zM/s640/P1020770.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait until we go new york! Hopefully i go when it's snowing and the gigantic rockefeller centre christmas tree is up. &amp;nbsp;I'm really getting ahead of myself, but i'm just like that. I like thinking ahead, even though it gets me in trouble sometimes. So so so glad i got this moleskine, it makes me love new york a milion times more. Thanks borders for closing down, i saved ten dollars! Moleskine has really really nice designs, if they weren't so expensive, i would have bought more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it's the holidays! YAY! party time? I hope so. I need to plan and make all the clues for my murder mystery scavenger hunt. I should play cluedo or something to get ideas. In maths on Friday genevieve, danica, mary and i drew up a suspects list, so that's a start. Hehehe genevive's the ugly angry suspect and mary's the man/woman suspect and i'm the crying bald baby. I think it'll be really fun if i pull it off and put clues in the right place. My sister and i used to play a game similar to this, we'd hide clues around the house and each clue lead to the next and the next and eventually you'd reach the end and win! I used to cheat and re-hide the clues my sister hid and then act like i couldn't find them. She'd go look for them and be all like "where the heck did it go?", yeah i made her look crazy. Proudest moment of my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2702798139323248791?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2702798139323248791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2702798139323248791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2702798139323248791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2702798139323248791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/07/cant-wait-until-we-go-new-york.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oKfVbd79HgY/TgSMBwFAPwI/AAAAAAAACu8/Vo0McaESecg/s72-c/P1020766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2927879535572405381</id><published>2011-06-24T23:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T23:15:04.694+10:00</updated><title type='text'>pancakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGY80s6thRE/TgSL_CeXrrI/AAAAAAAACuw/OfvHk79VzXc/s1600/P1020759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGY80s6thRE/TgSL_CeXrrI/AAAAAAAACuw/OfvHk79VzXc/s640/P1020759.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should expand my cooking skills. Pancakes are the only thing i can cook :( Last saturday, the batch of pancakes i made were so so so so so good. I love pancakes, especially when you eat them with jam. I like jam :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday i woke up and had a brilliant beyond brilliant idea! I think i was half dreaming half thinking while i was sleeping but it's still the best idea i've ever had! A murder mystery scavenger hunt!!!!!! Half cluedo, half tin tin, half amazing race. I think last year i planned to have a scavenger hunt but i was just too lazy and a couple weeks ago geneveive reminded me that i should hold one. Yeah i should really start planning it, and i have to ask my mum if it's okay to have a party. This is why my parents don't let me have a pet, i have bad organisation skills. I could totally imagine myself forgetting that i even own a dog if i had one. HAHAHA that's me for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2927879535572405381?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2927879535572405381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2927879535572405381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2927879535572405381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2927879535572405381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/06/pancakes.html' title='pancakes'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZGY80s6thRE/TgSL_CeXrrI/AAAAAAAACuw/OfvHk79VzXc/s72-c/P1020759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-8654805554655042800</id><published>2011-06-12T23:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:30:38.813+10:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday sunday monday</title><content type='html'>Thank goodness for long weekends. I don't understand why we celebrate the queen's birthday two months later, but i'm definately not complaining. I wish the holidays in Australia are as cool as thanksgiving and forth of july in America. You always hear about the cool sales going on and how people go crazy, i really want to go to one of those sales. Next year i have have have to go to america to celebrate thanksgiving, christmas and new years. If everything goes okay, maybe we'll go on holidays for 2 months-ish. That sounds pretty long, but i'm one of those people who never get home sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate catching the bus :( Bus drivers really suck, especially the old man who is really mean to everyone. It's kind of funny when the bus stalls in the middle of the road in canley heights.There's non stop honking. It's kind of embarrassing. Oh and it's also embarrassing/awkward, when you look out the window and you know the person sitting in the car next to you and the worse thing is that you can't hide from them. It's either going to be the awkward wave or you just completely ignore them/ Oh and it's funny when there are bogans on the bus and they start a fight with the bus driver. It's always entertaining. I still remember that time when this guy punched the bus door because the bus driver wouldn't let him on. There was all this glass and we stranded for half an hour. That sucked :/ Funny things happen on the bus. Like the time this girl sitting next to me fell off the seat as the bus was turning a corner. HEHEHEEHEHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-8654805554655042800?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/8654805554655042800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=8654805554655042800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8654805554655042800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8654805554655042800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/06/saturday-sunday-monday.html' title='saturday sunday monday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2196424248797505470</id><published>2011-06-10T22:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T22:09:39.501+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fish friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cR8gwQBKIxI/TDw5JdhAP5I/AAAAAAAAA00/FMccmwEU2ak/s1600/P1000983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cR8gwQBKIxI/TDw5JdhAP5I/AAAAAAAAA00/FMccmwEU2ak/s640/P1000983.JPG" width="640" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tj7z5QnxcU/TDw49Wbd3tI/AAAAAAAAA0s/pvFABKM2Zq0/s1600/P1000982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tj7z5QnxcU/TDw49Wbd3tI/AAAAAAAAA0s/pvFABKM2Zq0/s640/P1000982.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to cockatoo island again. Today was early finish! Christie and i planned on going to eat but it turned out that both of us didn't want to eat so i went with liza to find her mum. The problem was that chao chao didn't know her mum's phone number and her mum was somewhere in cabramatta. I guess it isn't really liza's fault for not knowing her mum's number. I'm even worse, i only remember three phone numbers: home, grandma's and my mobile. It's kind of pointless to remember my own mobile number :/ I'll try to remember more phone numbers by the end of the year. Okay back to the story, we eventually found liza's mum and i went home. But on the way to the bus stop, i saw liza and her mum so i decided to go grocery shopping with them. We went and got prawns and fruit and then i went to get a drink plus go home. But i saw Christie, Anne and Julia sitting at the tables in BKK and joined them. We talked about stuff for a long time and soon it was time to go home. So in the end, i got home the same time as i usually would. I completely forgot it's a long weekend, so this weekend is perfect to start and hopefully finish english, chemistry and legal. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2196424248797505470?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2196424248797505470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2196424248797505470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2196424248797505470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2196424248797505470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/06/fish-friday.html' title='fish friday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cR8gwQBKIxI/TDw5JdhAP5I/AAAAAAAAA00/FMccmwEU2ak/s72-c/P1000983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2224703881861922815</id><published>2011-06-06T19:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:19:59.003+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mafia monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V6iulH-js1w/Tet6hgbGwdI/AAAAAAAACqY/04YTVp9H5eA/s1600/P1020670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V6iulH-js1w/Tet6hgbGwdI/AAAAAAAACqY/04YTVp9H5eA/s640/P1020670.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is so messy, it gets so dusty too quickly :( I wish i had a heater as well but luckily my blanket is really thick so it's nice and warm at night. It's been really cold lately, only 3 more months of winter! Now when i think about it, summer will always be my favourite season. I just want to wear pyjamas for the rest of winter. I love it when you can go out and just wear your pyjamas, like going grocery shopping or to someone's house. It's the best when it's really cold and you're too lazy to put on sneakers so you wear thongs with socks. It's so warm and so convenient to put on/take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh school photos tomorrow. I always look weird and now they put individual pictures in the photo book. I liked it back in year 7 and 8 when it was just the group photo. Back then i used to not even bother to smile in the individual shot because i always bought the group only pack. Who seriously buys the most expensive one? Why would i want 10 million individual photos of myself? really? why? to put in my wallet? hang it up in my room? no way jose. Oh and i hate it when the people tell you to say cheese or princess or monkeys. It just sets you up for looking like a damn fool. You say the word and then bam they take the picture. They give you no time whatsoever to readjust your mouth. One year i just completely ignored the person and didn't say anything but the photographer just sat there and waited until i said it. I like the photographers that just tell you to sit down and take the picture with no fuss. I remember in primary school the people used to have brushes and brush your hair, bet you it had nits in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2224703881861922815?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2224703881861922815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2224703881861922815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2224703881861922815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2224703881861922815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/06/mafia-monday.html' title='mafia monday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V6iulH-js1w/Tet6hgbGwdI/AAAAAAAACqY/04YTVp9H5eA/s72-c/P1020670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-7074223008142614624</id><published>2011-06-05T23:09:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:24:41.420+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_fhfqeidYVU/Tet6p91GflI/AAAAAAAACrM/trEmjDKGqSU/s1600/P1020711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_fhfqeidYVU/Tet6p91GflI/AAAAAAAACrM/trEmjDKGqSU/s640/P1020711.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lcCN-uw6og/Tet6kbUKRUI/AAAAAAAACqs/clTABMmFrdo/s1600/P1020699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lcCN-uw6og/Tet6kbUKRUI/AAAAAAAACqs/clTABMmFrdo/s640/P1020699.JPG" width="640" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gMp9NZ-2bYY/Tet6qajyN0I/AAAAAAAACrQ/kkM1Bl9fESs/s1600/P1020712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gMp9NZ-2bYY/Tet6qajyN0I/AAAAAAAACrQ/kkM1Bl9fESs/s640/P1020712.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOmVFqkK19o/Tet65ziP8tI/AAAAAAAACso/N-yJ4m9R3SQ/s1600/P1020731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOmVFqkK19o/Tet65ziP8tI/AAAAAAAACso/N-yJ4m9R3SQ/s640/P1020731.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start blogging again! I haven't done so in a very long time. I even changed my layout! I'm feeling happy today :) I wish i blogged about april fools, it was a really good day. Well, except for the not scaring jacqueline part. I think genevieve and i were geniuses, &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; we pulled it off we would be known as the smartest april foolers in the history of april fools. It was fun box hunting and hiding in boxes and failing so badly. Can't wait until next year, gen and i already have an &lt;i&gt;egg&lt;/i&gt;cellent plan up our sleeve HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored today so i took some pictures of stuff in my room. I haven't done work in my room in a really long time. The table was dusty, spilt confetti was everywhere. Guess what i found? My onix marble for a bajillion years ago! I used to have a whole bunch of pokemon marbles in this red velvet bag. I'm not really sure what happened to the rest :( I think triangles are my favourite shape, cutting out shapes and patterns using a blade thing is really fun. &amp;nbsp;I made the triangle this morning and now it's hanging on the washing line thing in my room. The shadow it makes on the wall looks really cool, too bad i hardly get any sunlight coming in my room :( I'm slowly collecting stuff to hang up on the line, maybe one day it'll be filled up with lots and lots of stuff. And finally, there's my 5 cent collection, so far i've got 27. I'm really trying to get at least a hundred 5 cent coins, only 73 to go! One day, i'll spend it at the canteen or mcdonalds. Hehehe, just to piss the people off. Oh and there's geneveieve's match stick pencil she made me. Thanks gen! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh one more thing! My mum sent me this email about licking stamps and envelopes. Moral of the email: never &lt;i&gt;ever &lt;/i&gt;under any circumstances lick an envelope or stamp because a&amp;nbsp;cockroach&amp;nbsp;may just hatch in your tongue. This is good because school photos is coming up and the payment envelope is lickable. 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Exams are finally over!! WOOOHOOO!!!! I'm so used to the holidays, it's really hard to get back into the routine of waking up for school, especially for offline. BOO :(!!! Waking up is really daunting nowadays, you wake up and the whole room is black. pitch black. Sometimes i sit in bed doubting my reading abilities, is it really six or is it twelve thirty? I have problems reading the time, especially figuring out which one is the long hand and which one the short hand is :( i woke up once thinking it was seven but i read the hands the wrong way and it was really twelve thirty five :/ That's why i need a digital clock. They're also quieter, sometimes when i'm &amp;nbsp;laying in bed i can hear the watch ticking. I should really buy a new watch. Haven't worn one in ages, even my watch tan is gone :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been pretty good. After the biology exam, i went shopping with genevieve and grace. It was fun, we stayed there for a pretty long time looking at stuff and carrying grace's gigantic dog bed. The cooking stuff in myer is really cool. Oh and the UO stuff came on monday but no one was home so we picked it up yesterday. The box was big, six whole kilos. Vanessa's bag was huge too! You could've probably fit 10 puppies in it. Today was a bludge, we watched The Castle in legal and answered some trig questions in maths. 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It's also on such a bad day, i have my truong exam and saturdays are just plain old horrible. I'm kind of excited but not really.&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;don't want to get old :( It's just weird,&amp;nbsp;I'll&amp;nbsp;be 16. It's weird how I'm older than genevieve and grace, how is that possible? HOW? I could be the one driving them around, HA. Imagine me driving. on a road. in a car. Thankfully i'm not to start driving until i finish hsc. I think I'll just have a 30 rock marathon on saturday. At least on&amp;nbsp;Sunday&amp;nbsp;it's my cousin's birthday so i'll just eat some cake from her birthday. SMART THINKING. 30 rock is the best show i've watched in a long time. I want to read tina fey's &amp;nbsp;new book Bossypants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2044288530590994594?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2044288530590994594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2044288530590994594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2044288530590994594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2044288530590994594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-nearly-my-birthday-its-also-on-such.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-000xusAMgtg/TSmg4obR6LI/AAAAAAAABlo/l8zwDkKgkXw/s72-c/P1000407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1442113070203351653</id><published>2011-04-10T22:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:47:39.999+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9OeXXDSc9U/TSmcofqLoQI/AAAAAAAABR0/fYEZH4AJxRo/s1600/P1010792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9OeXXDSc9U/TSmcofqLoQI/AAAAAAAABR0/fYEZH4AJxRo/s640/P1010792.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite fun because i went over to my cousin's house and we just hung out. We did some painting to decorate emily's room. She finally has a bed! There's this really weird spot in her&amp;nbsp;mattress&amp;nbsp;where it just fully sinks in when you sit on it and then it pops back up quite easily when you sit up. We just watched tv and hung out. Funny story, Emily was trying to lock out albert from coming into the rooms and albert being the weirdo he is, went into the kitchen to get a spoon. He used the spoon to unlock the door. I kid you not. Emily was all like 'i locked you out hahahahahahaha' and then albert just breaks in with his little dessert spoon. It was funny. We went to cabramatta afterwards and got some lunch. I have to finish off my notes :( I've done bio and chem notes, only legal and ag left. I am going to go eat oreos now. toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1442113070203351653?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1442113070203351653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1442113070203351653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1442113070203351653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1442113070203351653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/04/today-was-quite-fun-because-i-went-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9OeXXDSc9U/TSmcofqLoQI/AAAAAAAABR0/fYEZH4AJxRo/s72-c/P1010792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-224749796583840996</id><published>2011-04-09T20:05:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T21:16:56.754+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0eH4jx2KfUo/TaAsrpokL8I/AAAAAAAACo0/VuP7i2zxeZY/s1600/P1020648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0eH4jx2KfUo/TaAsrpokL8I/AAAAAAAACo0/VuP7i2zxeZY/s640/P1020648.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWXdMfjyC-M/TaAsj8YiW4I/AAAAAAAACoY/evcfqFJZDPU/s1600/P1020628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWXdMfjyC-M/TaAsj8YiW4I/AAAAAAAACoY/evcfqFJZDPU/s640/P1020628.JPG" width="640" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4SPQTmonog/TaAslc3TEkI/AAAAAAAACog/9PF1U5vW51M/s1600/P1020630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4SPQTmonog/TaAslc3TEkI/AAAAAAAACog/9PF1U5vW51M/s640/P1020630.JPG" width="640" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NzC01lb5kIA/TaAsmOFe7BI/AAAAAAAACok/hV6dNy063BU/s1600/P1020631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NzC01lb5kIA/TaAsmOFe7BI/AAAAAAAACok/hV6dNy063BU/s640/P1020631.JPG" width="640" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1AF6gAqLeoQ/TaAsnsf12xI/AAAAAAAACos/8ywsRB98zHg/s1600/P1020634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1AF6gAqLeoQ/TaAsnsf12xI/AAAAAAAACos/8ywsRB98zHg/s640/P1020634.JPG" width="640" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pb3BTxTaRGw/TaAssGsFhcI/AAAAAAAACo4/B_kEcX_oGZs/s1600/P1020649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pb3BTxTaRGw/TaAssGsFhcI/AAAAAAAACo4/B_kEcX_oGZs/s640/P1020649.JPG" width="640" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rPmu8IPpnvw/TaAsm-3SWJI/AAAAAAAACoo/Qw35BegJcAY/s1600/P1020632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rPmu8IPpnvw/TaAsm-3SWJI/AAAAAAAACoo/Qw35BegJcAY/s640/P1020632.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: left;"&gt;I haven't blogged in a really long time. I have lots of school stories to tell. Thankfully it's the holidays so i am going to try to blog every single day. It sucks how these holidays will be spent studying.&amp;nbsp;I want to try silkscreen printing, there's a kit in sale at UO and i'm thinking of getting it. Shipping is so bloody expensive now so if people want to order, please tell me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Most of the time i have these brilliant ideas of things to make for my room and about eighty percent of the time i make it and halfway through i put it to the side and never finish. I literally have a whole cupboard full of uncompleted stuff in my room but one day, some day, i will finish it all. I made this tetrahedron (fancy pants name for triangular pyramid) garland thing a couple of weeks ago. For once I actually finished what I started. I was actually so into it, my parents kind of threatened that they'd send me back to gdpt if i didn't stop making it and start studying. Yay for my parents supporting my crafting abilities. My mum said she'd let me go to painting classes last year and she never mentioned anything about it after that conversation. Oh and my dad is always angry at me whenever he sees me cutting up paper and gluing stuff. That makes me sad :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-224749796583840996?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/224749796583840996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=224749796583840996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/224749796583840996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/224749796583840996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0eH4jx2KfUo/TaAsrpokL8I/AAAAAAAACo0/VuP7i2zxeZY/s72-c/P1020648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1034828028557873915</id><published>2011-03-19T21:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T21:43:32.433+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaaaaaaack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xD-0rti20_I/TYR2x0L_jsI/AAAAAAAACmI/2OHwQ27nzJk/s1600/P1010793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xD-0rti20_I/TYR2x0L_jsI/AAAAAAAACmI/2OHwQ27nzJk/s640/P1010793.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. It's been a very long time. School has been crazy and fun and different. The first lot of assessments are over (thankfully) and now i have a lot of tutor stuff to study for. It really is true. Tutor is the new school and school is the new something? I'm not really sure. I wish school was just six periods of lunch. That would be fun. There are so many tests coming up :( I need to go study now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1034828028557873915?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1034828028557873915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1034828028557873915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1034828028557873915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1034828028557873915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-baaaaaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaaaaaaack!'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xD-0rti20_I/TYR2x0L_jsI/AAAAAAAACmI/2OHwQ27nzJk/s72-c/P1010793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-760621713937925942</id><published>2011-02-22T21:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:09:12.074+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wah :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4OqtijLQNAI/TSmclppm_RI/AAAAAAAABRk/yt1kBw6y1RM/s1600/P1010788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4OqtijLQNAI/TSmclppm_RI/AAAAAAAABRk/yt1kBw6y1RM/s640/P1010788.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: left;"&gt;It's so strange that i'm really enjoying school. Every subject is so fun and we have excursions :) yayayayaya. But today is one of the saddest days in a long time. :( i feel really sad and i don't think i'm going to get over this or forget it any time soon :( And this is something serious too, not like how i thought it was the worst day ever because i forgot to bring my rubber to school. VERY SERIOUS :( I just usually think way too much about some things and it really sticks there for a long time and so i'm going to stop blogging for a while and focus on homework and studying and stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-760621713937925942?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/760621713937925942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=760621713937925942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/760621713937925942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/760621713937925942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/02/wah.html' title='wah :('/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4OqtijLQNAI/TSmclppm_RI/AAAAAAAABRk/yt1kBw6y1RM/s72-c/P1010788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-3203485339378972101</id><published>2011-02-10T11:27:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:37:32.220+11:00</updated><title type='text'>colour explosion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oVqq3e6s60w/TSQv0Fw2VpI/AAAAAAAABFg/ZrjVoVa6pqk/s1600/P1010542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oVqq3e6s60w/TSQv0Fw2VpI/AAAAAAAABFg/ZrjVoVa6pqk/s640/P1010542.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: left;"&gt;It's my sister's birthday today! Happy 19th birthday!!! Wow, she's old now. That's my cousin from&amp;nbsp;America. He has a very cute&amp;nbsp;American&amp;nbsp;accent and&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;really really want to go and visit him. Maybe at the end of next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really like school now :) I like how i have different people in different subjects. It's the best and table tennis is kind of fun, minus all the times i got hit and having to get the ball. Besides all of that, it's fun and it's free!!!! yahooo!!!! Guess what? I am free on&amp;nbsp;Sundays&amp;nbsp;for the rest of my life, yes you heard right, i am free to paint and clean my room!! I've waited 8 years for this day to finally come!!! WOOHOOHOHOHOHOHO!!!! Okay i'm sleepy now, goodnight!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-3341843545090727494?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/3341843545090727494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=3341843545090727494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3341843545090727494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3341843545090727494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/02/burfday.html' title='burfday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oVqq3e6s60w/TSQv0Fw2VpI/AAAAAAAABFg/ZrjVoVa6pqk/s72-c/P1010542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2287963574435750949</id><published>2011-02-04T20:15:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:39:15.331+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney</title><content type='html'>&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGPTqLv5c-M/TUPNEb8pNVI/AAAAAAAACko/XpM4MmmwXKU/s1600/P1020575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGPTqLv5c-M/TUPNEb8pNVI/AAAAAAAACko/XpM4MmmwXKU/s640/P1020575.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: left;"&gt;The other day i spilt my box of confetti on the ground and i had to pick up the hundreds of pieces on the ground :( The badge was a freebie from sydney magazine. I want to subscribe to new york magazine. I want a &amp;nbsp;new york city moleskine. I want to go to new york.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm really really relieved that the first week of school is over. It's been way too hot this week. I think everyone had sweat patches on their dress :( Hopefully next week will be cooler, i really hate summer now. Autumn is officially my new favourite season :) I really want to buy TOMS but i have to save up money. wah. I like classes now that i have different people in different subjects. It's good. I like all my teachers as well. Chemistry is my favourite. This week has been pretty good. My sister gave me this super cool paper amour shirt thing she got from the museum. It's so cool!!! i have to take a picture of it sometime. Yesterday was chinese new year and although it didn't really feel like it, i still had a good day. Got some li xi too so that was good. Oh and i found out that the girl with the english accent is in my biology class. I like accents, she sounds like jamie oliver.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2287963574435750949?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2287963574435750949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2287963574435750949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2287963574435750949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2287963574435750949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/02/sydney.html' title='Sydney'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGPTqLv5c-M/TUPNEb8pNVI/AAAAAAAACko/XpM4MmmwXKU/s72-c/P1020575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-3625749345121831629</id><published>2011-01-29T20:45:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:44:05.587+11:00</updated><title type='text'>paper garlands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcBeDesvRM0/TUPNUXkNJOI/AAAAAAAACkQ/BKGsQcbKGaM/s1600/P1020602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcBeDesvRM0/TUPNUXkNJOI/AAAAAAAACkQ/BKGsQcbKGaM/s640/P1020602.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I saw this picture of a really cute triangle paper garland thing a while back and today i was feeling motivated to try and make something like it. I soaked the paper triangles into water colour paint+water and went crazy to get some cool effects. Now they're drying and have to be strung. I have a feeling 100 triangles aren't going to be enough though :( I'll post up pictures of the end result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't believe school is starting this tuesday :( I'm kind of excited, well only for tuesday and then i'll be back to hating school. This year i really have to do my maths homework. I promise. I wonder what the new principal is like. A google search of the her came up with no relevant information. :( I just hope she isn't mean and doesn't make long speeches. I think no one can really replace mr norris, unless she gives out candy out to everyone. &amp;nbsp;hehehehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday tomorrow. It's our birthday at temple tomorrow and we're celebrating. YAY. people from other temples are coming and we'll be singing songs and dancing dances and eating food. It'll be fun and you're invited too! yay invitations. I know you won't want to go but if you do (which you probably don't) come to fairfield public school (? idk i think that's the place we go to?) but yeah we'll have food and cake and games and stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-3625749345121831629?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/3625749345121831629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=3625749345121831629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3625749345121831629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3625749345121831629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/01/paper-garlands.html' title='paper garlands'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MJfxU8li5DQ/TUPNFyjNIgI/AAAAAAAACio/-AaIQ2JLJug/s72-c/P1020577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-5983472614953046791</id><published>2011-01-15T22:30:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:45:16.050+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Game. Set. Match.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOc5vzgXz5s/TTF-4Mv9ayI/AAAAAAAACMs/afzhYJhvPlc/s1600/P1010936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOc5vzgXz5s/TTF-4Mv9ayI/AAAAAAAACMs/afzhYJhvPlc/s640/P1010936.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket had me sitting in the last row :( at least i had a good view of all the outside courts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been at the tennis all week. The weather was a billion times cooler than last year but it screwed up so many matches. It was so annoying how players would come out onto the court and then it would rain and they'd walk back to the players lounge (or locker room? idk where they went) and then it would stop raining and they'd be called back and then once they're back it would start to rain again. That was super duper annoying. At least the courts dried pretty fast. I have lots of freebies. hahaha. It's kind of annoying how some of the places only give freebies to certain people, like the panadol place would only give freebies to people over 18. I know they are definitely not giving out panadol so please please just give us our seat cushions and binoculars!!!! And those apia people, kind enough to give us free water and fruit but where are our drink bottles huh? I want a drink bottle!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the tournament was pretty sucky because people i really really wanted to see like Cornet and Ivanovic ( i didn't really like her before but now i think she's alright) &amp;nbsp;had to pull out because of ab problems? (i'm not sure, but it was some to do with the stomach area). That was a shame because i really wanted to see cornet. At least i saw vika play a couple of matches. She's very scary when she is pissed off. She's good at doing the "about to cry" thing on cue. But when she won she was nice.&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;was giving all her towels and stuff away, too bad she was in kim's quarter. I was surprised and kind of sad that kim lost. Na Li is nice and yay simon won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay my sister is leaving for melbourne tomorrow! Party time!!!! yayayayyayayayayayayyayayayyayayayayayay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-5983472614953046791?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/5983472614953046791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=5983472614953046791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/5983472614953046791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/5983472614953046791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/01/game-set-match.html' title='Game. 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It's taken me 5 days to get over the fact that it is actually 2011. It feels normal. Nothing has changed but hopefully i will. I don't want to make any resolutions because i know i will forget about them but maybe, just maybe i will write some out. I'm still undecided. Will there be a new me? Hopefully. This year i will try to be nicer and stop hating on gdpt. Kristine is back so i can just hang with her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is it time to take your christmas decorations down? I remember the house across my grandma's kept their reindeers and santa up on the roof for a couple of years until they finally moved away. I wish i could keep mine up until next year but my cactus is growing strange because of the weight of the baubles and the garland is wasting a lot of pegs. Without them the wall will be too empty. What will i do with my washing line? I need to make new decorations to hang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many tennis tournaments are happening right now. Can't wait to go! Yesterday nat went to pick up her uniform and we saw a couple of people practicing already. I hope i won't turn black this year :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-3049571763414041257?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/3049571763414041257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=3049571763414041257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3049571763414041257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3049571763414041257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2011/01/confetti-happy-new-year-its-taken-me-5.html' title='New year. new you.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMCdgm8R2yM/TSQvIy0mU2I/AAAAAAAABBU/-BkXiJkTtZY/s72-c/P1010464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1279838473890030949</id><published>2010-12-25T10:24:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:47:36.542+11:00</updated><title type='text'>twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping, ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;On the twelth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping, ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFHJG_OQVFc/TSQwGPUDyyI/AAAAAAAABHw/JycFyYcyczk/s1600/P1010582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFHJG_OQVFc/TSQwGPUDyyI/AAAAAAAABHw/JycFyYcyczk/s640/P1010582.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's christmas already. I woke up today and watched a charlie brown christmas and then open my already opened present. I got a skirt with stud thing majigs. Maybe i'll start wearing skirts, i don't know. I even made myself breakfast. My parents went to cabramatta. Good to know that cabramatta doesn't close on christmas day. Hmmm today is going to be a pretty normal day, nothing exciting happening. Tomorrow i just hope that the christmas party will be fun and we'll get some less predictable presents. Merry christmas everyone!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1279838473890030949?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1279838473890030949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1279838473890030949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1279838473890030949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1279838473890030949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/twelve-drummers-drumming-eleven-pipers.html' title='twelve drummers drumming, eleven pipers piping, ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFHJG_OQVFc/TSQwGPUDyyI/AAAAAAAABHw/JycFyYcyczk/s72-c/P1010582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-782373962194388958</id><published>2010-12-24T10:05:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T21:50:49.026+11:00</updated><title type='text'>eleven pipers piping, ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, eleven pipers piping, ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i was too lazy to post for yesterday :( Yesterday was fun, i went to work and it was so quiet so we had a big christmas party and the old owners came, people's family came and it was cool. We just ate food and drank drinks. Nothing too exciting. Picking up phone orders are not so bad anymore so that's &amp;nbsp;good :) Working is good because i lost two kilos after two days of work and two days of lounging around, i think i should work some more. I actually don't know how much i am getting paid :( Which is sad because what if they never pay me? ARGHGHGHGHGHGHGH. I got an early mark from work so that was good too. I made christmas scratchies and baubles for my cactus. I think i'm finally in christmas spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRUmSbWYHTI/AAAAAAAAA-0/XwCQybKCs_c/s1600/P1010666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="412" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRUmSbWYHTI/AAAAAAAAA-0/XwCQybKCs_c/s400/P1010666.JPG" width="540" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Baby baubles made from tissue paper for the cactus. I should really buy a nicer pot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRUmgViyDnI/AAAAAAAAA-4/AvUm7whG0SM/s1600/P1010664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="412" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRUmgViyDnI/AAAAAAAAA-4/AvUm7whG0SM/s400/P1010664.JPG" width="540" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Golden christmas scratchie. Not finished yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-782373962194388958?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/782373962194388958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=782373962194388958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/782373962194388958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/782373962194388958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/eleven-pipers-piping-ten-lords-leaping.html' title='eleven pipers piping, ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRUmSbWYHTI/AAAAAAAAA-0/XwCQybKCs_c/s72-c/P1010666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1980943212890705524</id><published>2010-12-23T23:34:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T20:20:16.433+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh two days until christmas and i'm excited!!! Opened my first and only present and it's pretty cool. Too bad they spelt my name wrong :( But it's still good :) I like it so much i wrapped it back up and i am going to open it again on saturday morning. Yes i'm crazy, but i just want to open something on christmas day. :)Today I hung up some of my christmas stuff (by some, i really only mean one), &amp;nbsp;and i've got pictures!!! They kind of suck though because i have crap lighting in my room and flash makes everything look ugly. But still i really like how my wall is decorated right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM10h_s1lI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Zr4lb1TBEB4/s1600/P1010658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM10h_s1lI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Zr4lb1TBEB4/s400/P1010658.JPG" width="570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;first christmas present, ignore the spelling. :) hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM2GycknEI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/QFk7wuyCYIw/s1600/P1010655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM2GycknEI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/QFk7wuyCYIw/s400/P1010655.JPG" width="570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;my box of snow that i will throw upon myself if i am bothered to clean it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM4BlfhrEI/AAAAAAAAA-w/fl7M3EZNrwE/s1600/P1010576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM4BlfhrEI/AAAAAAAAA-w/fl7M3EZNrwE/s400/P1010576.JPG" width="570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;my christmas garland thing i made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM2vKqC0HI/AAAAAAAAA-g/0pPQGDOznfs/s1600/P1010586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM2vKqC0HI/AAAAAAAAA-g/0pPQGDOznfs/s400/P1010586.JPG" width="570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;the wall. yes those are bottle caps to the left&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/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM3FzKv6LI/AAAAAAAAA-k/VDItzY-dvwA/s1600/P1010624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM3FzKv6LI/AAAAAAAAA-k/VDItzY-dvwA/s400/P1010624.JPG" width="570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;saw it on etsy so i decided to make it myself. yes i am cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM3agbAdbI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mbPXd5ghZQM/s1600/P1010637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM3agbAdbI/AAAAAAAAA-o/mbPXd5ghZQM/s400/P1010637.JPG" width="570" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM3t91sGSI/AAAAAAAAA-s/1deExziWHcE/s1600/P1010644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM3t91sGSI/AAAAAAAAA-s/1deExziWHcE/s400/P1010644.JPG" width="570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Crazy cactus i bought from country fair. I'm bad at keeping plants, luckily i don't have to water cactuses often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1980943212890705524?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1980943212890705524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1980943212890705524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1980943212890705524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1980943212890705524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/ten-lords-leaping-nine-ladies-dancing.html' title='ten lords a leaping, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TRM10h_s1lI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Zr4lb1TBEB4/s72-c/P1010658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2281179159097715455</id><published>2010-12-22T23:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T23:00:31.438+11:00</updated><title type='text'>nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;On the ninhth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really tiring. I had work and it was okay. I think i'm okay with picking up the phone and talking to people now. It's just sometimes people are really nice and other times people sound pissed off and they have weird names. I just want toms. Today was a better day. Oh christmas is kind of saved. I guess we finally got invited? (We are always kept out of the loop, i think they don't like us very much or maybe they know that we don't like them as much as my mum's side (jealousy?)) but yeah it's okay. It's not the best thing ever because we're not having it with my family family :( This is really sad. Every year i make christmas cards for everyone and i always forget to hand them out, or sometimes i remember to give them out when there's one one family left. I don't know, i always forget. Silly me. But but! There's always my grandpa's birthday which is always a big one because it's on the 31st and we celebrate grandpa's birthday and new years and we have really good food. We go all out. And it's also my grandma's birthday because she doesn't really have one. I love them very much but i just don't how old they are. I'm bad with ages, i used to think my mum was 42 every year until now because she just turned 50. Oh and i got my timetable today! I like my teachers. woohooo!!! Okay goodnight!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2281179159097715455?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2281179159097715455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2281179159097715455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2281179159097715455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2281179159097715455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/nine-ladies-dancing-eight-maids-milking.html' title='nine ladies dancing, eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-8871130364847240038</id><published>2010-12-21T22:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T23:01:19.142+11:00</updated><title type='text'>eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man i messed this up because i forgot to post yesterday but now i'll just double post. Okay i am going to pretend to be in yesterday mode. Starting now. Oh man it's so sad how I won't be celebrating&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;this year. That's right, christmas is cancelled for our family :( Plus from what&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;been&amp;nbsp;eavesdropping&amp;nbsp;to, we haven't actually been officially invited to my dad's side christmas party, so i think we're not going until we're actually for reals invited. This is really really sad :( &amp;nbsp;Not once did we ever cancel christmas on my mum's side :( I am going to cry now. No presents :( Well maybe just one :( But it's more than that, we actually have no plans at all :( nothing, nada, zero, zilch. This is sad, really really sad. I think i may just celebrate all by myself. I'm going to snuggle in bed and watch "a charlie brown christmas" and discover the real meaning of christmas then i'll have a charlie brown marathon. I'm going to pretend that it's winter and it's snowing (yes i actually cut some paper snow confetti) and i'll wear my beanie. Annie's homegrown bunny fruit snacks will also cheer me &amp;nbsp;up :) Good night!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-8871130364847240038?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/8871130364847240038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=8871130364847240038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8871130364847240038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8871130364847240038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/eight-maids-milking-seven-swans.html' title='eight maids a milking, seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1818854739924396733</id><published>2010-12-20T21:41:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:32:42.638+11:00</updated><title type='text'>seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working was okay. Whew i only had to pick up the phone twice. It's hard because i'm kind of deaf and the people who called sounded kind of angry and they had weird names so i had to keep on asking them again and again. I think they were pissed. I'm going to work again on Wednesday. I really need some money to buy toms. That also reminds me that i still haven't gotten my beanie :( I'm really sad, what if it never comes? I will cry and demand my money back, but i'll feel sorry for the seller. Maybe it'll come, a christmas miracle? Oh and that also reminds me that i got my first and only christmas today in the mail! It's very exciting because i never get anything in the mail except bank statements and school stuff which sucks. I should get a pen pal but they might be some weird pedo compiling information about yourself. I don't know :( Oh! and i can't believe some people got their timetables already. I'm surprised because school is usually lazy and sends stuff the next year. I'm kind of excited. I'm heard there's this new man/woman called W.&amp;nbsp;Shakespeare&amp;nbsp;hehe that's funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1818854739924396733?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1818854739924396733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1818854739924396733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1818854739924396733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1818854739924396733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/seven-swans-are-swimming-six-geese-are.html' title='seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1073559731571026820</id><published>2010-12-19T22:14:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:31:38.766+11:00</updated><title type='text'>six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh starting work tomorrow. I'm scared. I think it'll be kind of fun and there's a tv there, but they only have tvs :( Last time when nat and i went there to hang out, we were bored out of our brains watching that weird move it or lose it show with old people exercising. It was just horrible. I can't believe it's nearly christmas :O I'm not sure when we're celebrating on my mum's side. The christmas party on my dad side is pretty okay except we don't really know the people really well so we always get crappy presents like movie tickets or books while the other people get DSes and cool toys. It really sucks some times. Every year they spell my name wrong :( It's always Vivienne or Vivien. GET IT RIGHT!! Even one year (a very very long time ago) my aunty was asking me what my name was because she forgot it. That was so sad. :( This year i hope we have it at our rich cousin's house because i want to jump on their trampoline. Last year it was raining so we couldn't jump, but we played hide and seek in their really big house (they even have an elevator :O)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1073559731571026820?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1073559731571026820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1073559731571026820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1073559731571026820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1073559731571026820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/six-geese-are-laying-five-golden-rings.html' title='six geese a laying, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-4500848595689177860</id><published>2010-12-18T21:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:26:56.038+11:00</updated><title type='text'>five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay it is finally the holidays. for reals. no more tutoring, no more studying, no more tests! we are free. Too bad so many people are going to vietnam and other asian countries. I forgot to write christie a aeroplane letter and she's leaving tomorrow :( i think i'll miss her. maybe, i'm not to sure. :/ Oh and i got a job! I'm kind of scared because i have to pick up the phone and take people's orders and i'm freaking out because a. i sound like a baby &amp;nbsp;on the phone and b. i might not hear what they're saying and have to talk to them even longer. :( I'm really really scared. At least making sandwiches is easier. :) Hopefully with more money, i'll be able buy shoes from toms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-4500848595689177860?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/4500848595689177860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=4500848595689177860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4500848595689177860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4500848595689177860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/five-golden-rings-four-calling-birds.html' title='five golden rings! four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-4076182537480844567</id><published>2010-12-17T12:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:18:42.169+11:00</updated><title type='text'>four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last person who took your pants off?&lt;br /&gt;myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your best friend kisses the guy/girl you like, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how are you sitting?&lt;br /&gt;hunched like an oldie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you scribble on paper, what do you scribble?&lt;br /&gt;houses, flowers, cats, circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is your family?&lt;br /&gt;all at home. Nat's getting ready for the truong christmas party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone pissing you off?&lt;br /&gt;not right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has anyone ever tried ruining your relationship?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you get angry easily?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes but i like to hide it and build it up. save it for a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what time are you getting up tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if i'm going to gdpt tomorrow, but i'm planning to ditch it so i guess i'll sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know anyone that smokes?&lt;br /&gt;not right now, my brain is not functioning properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're thinking about someone, aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the closest black thing to you?&lt;br /&gt;keyboard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what woke you up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will your next kiss be a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;i'm unsure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you a good listener?&lt;br /&gt;I hear but i don't listen, usually i just hear stuff and if it's worth it i'll listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when's your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;23rd April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where did you last go out to eat?&lt;br /&gt;A really good mexican place at westfields in the city.&amp;nbsp;Guzman Y Gomez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have feelings for anyone?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it a boy or a girl to text you first today?&lt;br /&gt;no one :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does your last text say?&lt;br /&gt;"DAMN BITCH, HURRY UP." thanks christie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know what you're going to wear tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;pjs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much money did you spend today?&lt;br /&gt;zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were you single on your last birthday?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's something you want right now?&lt;br /&gt;to go to new york. or a ripstik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was the first thing you did when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you wear eyeliner?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you be sleeping alone tonight?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name the first person you can think of that you know that has a tattoo:&lt;br /&gt;kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;taronga zoo. I think it may be 10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you hate your ex boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;i don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys are always good with their words, am i right?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you believe "drunken words are sober thoughts"?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what’s the last movie you watched? with who?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;a real movie movie at the movies? well i think it was despicable me with nat and my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know anyone who always looks perfect?&lt;br /&gt;many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you follow your head or your heart?&lt;br /&gt;instincts. but sometimes my brain gets in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have any dirty pictures on your cellphone?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where was the last party you attended? was there drinking or drugs involved?&lt;br /&gt;Wendy's surprise&amp;nbsp;birthday and thankfully there wasn't drinking or drugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did you do on friday night and who were you with?&lt;br /&gt;i went to my grandma's house and watched santa clause three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have a tumblr? do you use it mainly for reblogging photos or for a personal blog?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-4076182537480844567?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/4076182537480844567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=4076182537480844567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4076182537480844567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4076182537480844567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/four-calling-birds-three-french-hens.html' title='four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-603805399005331862</id><published>2010-12-16T21:15:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T21:17:46.737+11:00</updated><title type='text'>three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #ffe599;"&gt;On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays seem to go by so quickly. I think it must be because&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;spent all of today watching top chef just desserts. Top chef is good and the desserts look really nice. I think&amp;nbsp;I'll&amp;nbsp;have a project runway marathon tomorrow and on&amp;nbsp;Friday&amp;nbsp;a 30 rock marathon. This is why i love the holidays, 8 hours of non stop tv. Maybe this is really bad for my eyes but it is just the best to lounge around and watch tv. You don't have to brush your hair and eat in front of in whilst wearing your pjs. I can just never get bored. So Genevieve, if you're reading this and you have nothing planned tomorrow/today,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;would suggest watching hours of good old tv. I should really go outside. Go&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;shopping, bake key lime pie, write&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;cards, wait next to the mailbox for my beanie, wash clothes, eat potatoes. Or else i may become agoraphobic. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-603805399005331862?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/603805399005331862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=603805399005331862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/603805399005331862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/603805399005331862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/three-french-hens-two-turtle-doves-and.html' title='three french hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-920284757689053399</id><published>2010-12-15T20:13:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T21:15:47.996+11:00</updated><title type='text'>two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,&amp;nbsp;two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is too hot today. My room doesn't have&amp;nbsp;air-con&amp;nbsp;or a fan so tonight&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;think i'm going to melt :( I love the holidays :D I'm in holiday decorating mode. It's the time to redecorate my room in&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;garlands, ornaments, fake snow, bottlebrush&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;trees and have carols blasting out of speakers. Christmas time is the only time that i would ever want for it to be winter. I wish it would snow here like in new york. I must go to&amp;nbsp;America&amp;nbsp;after HSC. &amp;nbsp;Speaking of America, my aunty went back home. It was sad. I shedded a tear or two :'( I have photos, lots of photos to show when i am bothered to get them off the camera. Okay off to make paper garlands and watch top chef. Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-920284757689053399?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/920284757689053399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=920284757689053399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/920284757689053399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/920284757689053399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-turtle-doves-and-partridge-in-pear.html' title='two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1201175484878653733</id><published>2010-12-14T22:34:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T21:19:44.191+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A partridge in a pear tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me, a partridge in a pear tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When does the twelve days of&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;actually start? Like on the first of&amp;nbsp;December&amp;nbsp;or the 14th so that after twelve days of&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;it's CHRISTMAS! I think i'm using Christmas too much.&amp;nbsp;CHRISTMAS!&amp;nbsp;CHRISTMAS!&amp;nbsp;CHRISTMAS!&amp;nbsp;CHRISTMAS!&amp;nbsp;CHRISTMAS! Yeah! I'm really excited. I think this year will be different. I really want a mini ripstik for&amp;nbsp;Christmas. Really really. Or the&amp;nbsp;Charlie&amp;nbsp;brown complete DVD box set.&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;holidays have kicked off and already&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;have fallen back into the comfortable pattern of watching more hours of tv than actually sleeping. It feels like this year has been going by really quick, super duper fast. I can't believe next&amp;nbsp;Saturday&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;and the week after that will be a new year. That is crazy and very hard to comprehend. My brain is exploding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed back to my old layout. I like how white it is and&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;love it when&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;use the highlighter on this layout. And i finally deleted the hundreds of crazy comments in my cbox, it was about time. I don't know if i'm really bothered to write something for everyone like last year. Maybe&amp;nbsp;I'll&amp;nbsp;just do five people who i got know better this year. I am too tired to write but ii just want to say thank you&amp;nbsp;Christie&amp;nbsp;ding dong for giving a really precious kk present. I think it may be too pretty to draw in. OH OH and it's my mum's birthday so happy birthday mum! 50 years already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1201175484878653733?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1201175484878653733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1201175484878653733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1201175484878653733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1201175484878653733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/partridge-in-pear-tree.html' title='A partridge in a pear tree'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-8082013350078151958</id><published>2010-12-01T21:28:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:03:18.733+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TPYi-l4X9AI/AAAAAAAAA-I/WXqnJ-q4HGM/s1600/P1000970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TPYi-l4X9AI/AAAAAAAAA-I/WXqnJ-q4HGM/s400/P1000970.JPG" width="580" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my kk present today but i think it's pretty crap. Not quality wise but more of the quantity. It seems so less. I was thinking of giving a whole box of cool things but then i think the things that i was going to make don't really suit my kk. This really sucks :( I should just make it though, i'm pretty sure she'll be thankful. I just don't have time and i'm lazy and i want to do everything on sunday but i'm going to a freaking farm. This just sucks because i go to a farm every single day for school and now i have to go to milk cows and swim and that is such a waste of time. My mum didn't even ask me if i wanted to go and they tricked her! GDPT is becoming very :( nowadays. I will not dance! I don't dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I have really bad experiences with kk gift giving stuff. Every single time i participated in a kk kind of thing, i got some really crappy present (oh except last year, liz's one was cool). Like at my mum's high school&amp;nbsp;reunion thing and i ended up with the strangest present ever. The first thing was okay, one of those blocks of glass with a picture thing sketched within. BUT BUT the other thing that accompanied the sculpture was a box of medicine. Not like a box of panadol or anything but the more serious looking ones. That was freaky, all the adults freaked out and disposed of it. That was sad :( Oh and for gdpt kk a couple of years ago, i gave one of the nicest presents ever (jokes it was a packet of stickers from go-lo) and what did i get in return? A STUPID NIGHT LIGHT. I was so annoyed and tien (back in the days when she was less crazy freak with a million boyfriends and more vietnamese singer lady person) kept on teasing me :( Ugh. I will never ever participate in a GDPT kk ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-8082013350078151958?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/8082013350078151958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=8082013350078151958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8082013350078151958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8082013350078151958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-bought-my-kk-present-today-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TPYi-l4X9AI/AAAAAAAAA-I/WXqnJ-q4HGM/s72-c/P1000970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-7372137919066820326</id><published>2010-11-22T21:53:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T22:56:38.155+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Choosday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TOpGdT96yRI/AAAAAAAAA90/KKs9WRgCjvg/s1600/150323_1729915207243_1219372504_1980149_3912607_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TOpGdT96yRI/AAAAAAAAA90/KKs9WRgCjvg/s640/150323_1729915207243_1219372504_1980149_3912607_n.jpg" width="580" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TOpPV9z4mQI/AAAAAAAAA-A/7gsNg-4gPNY/s1600/148472_1729900486875_1219372504_1980096_4876469_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TOpPV9z4mQI/AAAAAAAAA-A/7gsNg-4gPNY/s640/148472_1729900486875_1219372504_1980096_4876469_n.jpg" width="=540" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TOpPfMJf1CI/AAAAAAAAA-E/iYoBbo14ZZY/s1600/154861_10150121223767738_713312737_7704960_406375_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TOpPfMJf1CI/AAAAAAAAA-E/iYoBbo14ZZY/s640/154861_10150121223767738_713312737_7704960_406375_n.jpg" width="580" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wendy's surprise party was fun. You know wearing a dress isn't so bad. I never ever liked wearing dresses because you legs feel so like cool and it like air and stuff and yeah. That's how i felt four years ago but now it's not that bad. I think i've only ever worn a dress 3 times between then and now (except for school uniform) and i think i like dresses. I don't know. It was kind of weird for everyone to be like "you're so cute yadaydyaydyday". Even grace the anti lesbian person said i was so cute. Very strange. I think i should smile with bigger eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us are finally on break because we are not going to camp. HORAH! I think my brain has been in holiday mode since last monday. I keep on thinking it's recess in period two, i thought we were going to miss out on class when that meeting started at the end of period 4. Oh 6 day long weekend. 6 days without seeing anyone. Finally. Oh and i'm going to a wedding on saturday and i hope hope that there is a candy bar so i can stuff lots of lollies in my bag. I hope i don't see anyone at GDPT there, it will be super awkward. I'd hide in the toilets or something. I think my brain is not processing properly these days. I think i'll play some big brain academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh the newest season of amazing race was seen filming in sydney today. SO cool. I wish i wasn't at school. The goths are back. Hahaha. They are scary, marilyn manson scary. I really need to do something for KK. :( I want some new water colour paint *hint hint* nah anything will do. Even M&amp;amp;Ms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-7372137919066820326?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/7372137919066820326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=7372137919066820326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7372137919066820326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7372137919066820326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/11/choosday.html' title='Choosday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TOpGdT96yRI/AAAAAAAAA90/KKs9WRgCjvg/s72-c/150323_1729915207243_1219372504_1980149_3912607_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-7854822446039809019</id><published>2010-11-05T22:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T22:07:35.350+11:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU'RE WRONG CHRISTIE</title><content type='html'>Let me tell you of a story, the time when my sister and i bought some ice cream. I think in writing it probably won't be funny but seriously, it was a funny only at the time kind of thing. Okay so we were buying ice cream and i picked something like strawberry and i usually make my sister buy for me because i'm a baby and i don't like talking to people or people talking to me. So she says my ice cream flavour and then for her ice cream she says CRAZY MONKEY (there really is a flavour called that unfortunately). She really thought she said coffee and once we went out of the shop with our ice creams she complained to me about how that lady scooped her the wrong ice cream flavour.&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;from there&amp;nbsp;this big fight&amp;nbsp;erupted about which ice cream flavour she actually said. She kept on saying nah i said coffee,&amp;nbsp;nah i said coffee,&amp;nbsp;nah i said coffee,&amp;nbsp;nah i said coffee,&amp;nbsp;nah i said coffee,&amp;nbsp;nah i said coffee,&amp;nbsp;nah i said coffee,&amp;nbsp;nah i said coffee,&amp;nbsp;nah i said coffee,&amp;nbsp;nah i said coffee. And i'd be there rebutting every single thing that came out of her mouth. It took her maybe a couple of months to finally admit that i was right. Well it's kind of funny how you really think you said something but everyone else heard different, and then you keep convincing not only the other person but also yourself that you said that. Well guess what? You're wrong! YES CHRISTIE DUONG YOU ARE WRONG AND YOU SAID SEVEN DOLLARS FIFTY. You&amp;nbsp;definitely did not say seven&lt;i&gt;teen&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;dollars fifty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that was all i wanted to say. School cert next week and then i'll be free! Free! Eating lunch on wednesday and watching tennis on friday. What a good week. And i promise to put on a lot of invisible zinc so that i will definitely not turn black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-7854822446039809019?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/7854822446039809019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=7854822446039809019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7854822446039809019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7854822446039809019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/11/youre-wrong-christie.html' title='YOU&apos;RE WRONG CHRISTIE'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-3974207079070490478</id><published>2010-10-31T21:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T21:25:19.294+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TM1D3z4SLJI/AAAAAAAAA9w/RbHFnF96fps/s1600/P1000982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TM1D3z4SLJI/AAAAAAAAA9w/RbHFnF96fps/s400/P1000982.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had like 5 heart attacks today. And it wasn't because of halloween kids. We were just walking the dog, until it turned ugly. Real ugly. I cannot say what happened because it's "locked in the vault". But just to give a snippet- there were mad dogs, children screaming and lots of sorry-s. It was bad, and it was hot. Today was a bad day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-3974207079070490478?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/3974207079070490478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=3974207079070490478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3974207079070490478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3974207079070490478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/10/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TM1D3z4SLJI/AAAAAAAAA9w/RbHFnF96fps/s72-c/P1000982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2862621285629856386</id><published>2010-10-27T20:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T20:53:03.240+11:00</updated><title type='text'>TRACTOR</title><content type='html'>Drove a tractor on the road today. It was awesome. I nearly hit Claire and Paulina but it was because they wouldn't move. I missed a good fight though :( One in which i wouldn't have been able to contain my laughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2862621285629856386?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2862621285629856386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2862621285629856386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2862621285629856386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2862621285629856386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/10/tractor.html' title='TRACTOR'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-5666615219649403578</id><published>2010-10-23T18:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T18:01:54.342+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TMKBLEKx38I/AAAAAAAAA9o/t3sxDKL3FcU/s1600/P1000959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TMKBLEKx38I/AAAAAAAAA9o/t3sxDKL3FcU/s400/P1000959.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: left;"&gt;Haven't blogged in aaaaaaaaaaaaages. It feels like it's been so long since i've typed anything. But i've been thinking of things to write. Like it comes up and i note it down in my mind and now i have a lot of things to say. I hate it when i want to write something but it's just too mean. Cam't believe my sister is wearing pants, it's like 6 bajillion million degrees right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today is such a wonderful day. It's my half birthday!!! And i think many think it's stupid but i like to make it into something 100 times better than what it is. So many good things happened today. My aunty from America is here and in truongs it was a fun lesson and sir was nice to me (not like last week when he whacked my with the booklet), exams are over and i'm not going GDPT tomorrow! Oh and we went to the dentist yesterday and she was kind of nice. Finally i can eat some lollies, yes i like to save my teeth just a month before and then go crazy after the appointment. I think i should share some of this good luck and happy feelings with grace. Way too many bad things happened to her this fortnight. :( Broken nose, dress on wednesday, gum on dress on wrong day, hurting teeth, possibility of more braces..... I should give her a present on monday. I made this really cool thing on tuesday for myself (yes, i like to give presents to myself, they cheer me up.) so i think i'll finish it and give it to grace.&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/2066445498929104704-5666615219649403578?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/5666615219649403578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=5666615219649403578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/5666615219649403578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/5666615219649403578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/10/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TMKBLEKx38I/AAAAAAAAA9o/t3sxDKL3FcU/s72-c/P1000959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-6796300027185041148</id><published>2010-10-01T19:02:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T23:38:23.502+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKXkO4t8jxI/AAAAAAAAA9g/rufHIPNgTWY/s1600/5218.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKXkO4t8jxI/AAAAAAAAA9g/rufHIPNgTWY/s1600/5218.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow her dog is so cute. It looks like a teddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i sound like a baby on the telephone? It makes the other person feel incredibly awkward and weirded out. They must be thinking why the heck am i talking to a baby. I really hate picking up the phone, not because no one calls me, but because it's always my mum's friends and i just usually say hello and hand the phone over to my mum and she asks me who it is but i never asked who it was so she gets angry at me because i don't know who. But yeah i never really knew my voice is that high, because like what i hear is obviously not what other people hear so it's kind of strange. Like i have a filter or something in my ear. Like how&amp;nbsp;Phoebe wanted to watch her smelly cat music video because she want to hear what she sounded like. When i watched that part i totally got what she meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face kind of hurts. I wouldn't usually tell you why because i like to be mysterious and not tell personal stuff to people. Like that time i promised grace in 3 months time i'd tell her why i had to go and talk to miss hewitt but i never did because it was something very secretive that i'd never ever tell anyone. But yeah yesterday i had a laser treatment for my birthmark and tomorrow i don't want anyone to ask me what the heck happened to me. I don't want to make up fake lies like i got attacked by a cat or wendy hit me. I got some free ice packs yay! They're reusable too. And lollies, there was a whole bowl full of lollies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-6796300027185041148?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/6796300027185041148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=6796300027185041148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6796300027185041148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6796300027185041148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKXkO4t8jxI/AAAAAAAAA9g/rufHIPNgTWY/s72-c/5218.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-7888616053926540332</id><published>2010-09-29T18:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T18:28:14.323+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKLzAZKNlMI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/AvrLq-A5CsU/s1600/P1000949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKLzAZKNlMI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/AvrLq-A5CsU/s1600/P1000949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKLzAZKNlMI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/AvrLq-A5CsU/s400/P1000949.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKLyKIGfGEI/AAAAAAAAA9M/UJCavtlKmtg/s1600/P1000957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKLyKIGfGEI/AAAAAAAAA9M/UJCavtlKmtg/s400/P1000957.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKLy1opMx3I/AAAAAAAAA9U/CZXFAfoASLk/s1600/P1000951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKLy1opMx3I/AAAAAAAAA9U/CZXFAfoASLk/s400/P1000951.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKLyqG3rJxI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/b5-0IWU1x2s/s1600/P1000956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKLyqG3rJxI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/b5-0IWU1x2s/s400/P1000956.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Did i ever tell you of the time when i went to cockatoo island and there was this gigantic wooden telescope thing and you had to climb up this really unstable flight of metal stairs? No, i guess not. Well it was really cool. Except for the going up the stairs part. It was very scary, especially when there are other people going down and the whole thing shakes. It was cool though. I don't really know what it was, i think maybe it's like some hubble telescope thing or something. I never realised this but there's a sun when you look in it. Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged in exactly 11 days. That is a long time. I'm kind of glad it's the holidays. Two weeks of staying home and not brushing your hair and not having to wake up early. This morning up i woke up at like 8:30 (Yeah i'm not really a sleep in kind of person) and i had all this time to do whatever i wanted. I went on twitter, fiinished the rubik's cube and rubik's 360 and read frankie all in bed and it was only 9:30 when i finished. I just need a tv in my room and i'll probably never have to move out of my bed ever again. Although that would be weird, it'll be like on ber rest for the rest of you life. I'm glad that i have all this time to stall and not get up. I'm a big staller, I don't want to study :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-7888616053926540332?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/7888616053926540332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=7888616053926540332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7888616053926540332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7888616053926540332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/09/wednesday_29.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TKLzAZKNlMI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/AvrLq-A5CsU/s72-c/P1000949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-8643135882582864192</id><published>2010-09-18T21:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T21:44:04.763+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sat(ay)day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TJSSTn_5qhI/AAAAAAAAA9E/TFr_3pJeaoU/s1600/P1010032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TJSSTn_5qhI/AAAAAAAAA9E/TFr_3pJeaoU/s400/P1010032.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: left;"&gt;Oh man. Truongs is scary now. Very very scary. Miss Diab is cool. I like her, very nice and funny. I really suck at english. Very badly :( ( It was funny in english because there was music coming from somewhere and it was playing for the whole lesson but like no one really acknowledged its presence. It was weird, not very loud but i think many people would have heard it when the room was quiet. At one point genevieve and i thought we were crazy because everyone else were just normal. Very strange. We thought it was this girl sitting in front of geneveieve but then some viet song was playing. It was just too weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to watch precious now. I think i might cry, i heard it's rather sad.&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/2066445498929104704-8643135882582864192?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/8643135882582864192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=8643135882582864192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8643135882582864192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8643135882582864192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/09/satayday.html' title='sat(ay)day'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TJSSTn_5qhI/AAAAAAAAA9E/TFr_3pJeaoU/s72-c/P1010032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-8740131330360344513</id><published>2010-09-17T21:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T21:19:33.788+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fri(dge)day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TJNHzn4h0kI/AAAAAAAAA88/WcLPPpnFa2k/s1600/abstract-drawing-must-470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TJNHzn4h0kI/AAAAAAAAA88/WcLPPpnFa2k/s400/abstract-drawing-must-470.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay so think back like 10 years ago. Think of the friends you had. Don't you think they were so weird? Okay it might not apply to you but in kindy i had really weird friends. Maybe it was because i was in a kindy plus year one class that was taught by this pretty scary lady who rewarded the best student with a very furry platypus for a night. Yeah, edensor park public school was really bad/weird/crazy. I guess it was really fun and maybe because the quality of the teaching was pretty bad we actually had heaps of fun. There was a fix equipment (is that how you spell/call it? I usually say fix-ta-quip-ment because that's how the cool kids said it. Anyways it was just the monkey bars and slide and spiral thing and climbing ladder stuff.) that we got to play on like everyday. How bloody dangerous, like a million kids playing on one thing. My friend broke her arm after falling off the monkey bars. It was cool. She didn't need to write for like ages, i secretly wanted to break my arm. At St Johns it sucked because there were two fixtaquipments and we were never ever allowed to play on it. Once we tricked the substitute to let us play and she actually let us. It was really fun. Monkey bars are my favourite. We got busted by the principal. He sucked, such a fun sucker. Back to friends. I think i had really nice friends from viet school, they were the best and i thought they were twins but different ages, that was cool. They were so nice. I see them sometimes and it's kind of sad that we're not friends anymore. They were like my original buddies at GDPT. Like all the way back when we used to actually go to a temple and sing songs and play games and fall into ponds. Yes, GDPT used to be so fun. Cats eating McDonald's french fries and rice cookers burning the electrical sockets. Those were the days. I wished i had a best friend all the way from kindy. I was best friends with this girl because she was really good at spelling and helped me with spelling stuff. Then it was another person who live across the road from school and we were BFFs. I went to Vietnam and when i came back we were no longer besties. That was sad :'( I'm glad Grace is my bestie. We give each other looks and like we just understand it. I think we're slightly telepathic. Grace is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was so long. I like remembering stuff from my childhood. That made me sound rather old. But yeah, i wish i was like 3 years old again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-8740131330360344513?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/8740131330360344513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=8740131330360344513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8740131330360344513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8740131330360344513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/09/fridgeday.html' title='Fri(dge)day'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TJNHzn4h0kI/AAAAAAAAA88/WcLPPpnFa2k/s72-c/abstract-drawing-must-470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-7232775952226842645</id><published>2010-09-08T20:09:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:56:57.494+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TIdgkgGT85I/AAAAAAAAA8s/ceZh2TPTwZA/s1600/il_430xN.170234702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TIdgkgGT85I/AAAAAAAAA8s/ceZh2TPTwZA/s400/il_430xN.170234702.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;California pencils by paperpastries on Etsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1960 Astronauts realised that their pens were not working in space. The americans spent billions of dollars to develop a pen that would work in zero gravity. The russians used a pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the moral of the story is that pencils are so much better than pens and mechanical pencils. And you can use them in space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-7232775952226842645?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/7232775952226842645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=7232775952226842645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7232775952226842645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7232775952226842645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/09/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TIdgkgGT85I/AAAAAAAAA8s/ceZh2TPTwZA/s72-c/il_430xN.170234702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-8369256561472861391</id><published>2010-09-07T21:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:46:44.712+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TIYlFlCvKLI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4DzGJllO59U/s1600/P1010216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TIYlFlCvKLI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4DzGJllO59U/s400/P1010216.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wouldn't it be cool if you had a twin. I wish i had a twin. With the same name but different spelling. Vivian and Vivienne. HA! That's funny and smart. Gosh i am the smartest. I think boy/girl twins are the best. You could always dress them unisex - have unisex haircuts and unisex clothing from american apparel. Or or you could decide the kids should be boys one year and then the next year change their look intoo girls. So smart!!!! &amp;nbsp;Coool. I wish there were twins in my family. OH and you can buy matching outfits when they're babies and it'll look so cute. Actually, Mr Gippel has a TWIN SISTER!!!! How freaking cool/weird. Imagine a girl version of him. AHAHAHAHAH. She's a maths teacher too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day.&amp;nbsp;The peak man asked me a question today. Kind of scary. My face always goes red :(&amp;nbsp;Got into mac bowling which was good because i can't really be bothered to do a lot of sport during the summertime. And i can go shopping afterwards. Yahoo. ANd it was Julia, Surleen and Mariel's birthdays today. There was a humongous party in the donut quad that was totally owning the ice-cream stall. Pffft i heard they were selling one piece of fairy bread for a dollar fifty. What a rip! Oh it was Julie's birthday too (kitty and christie's mac fields friend) . Just want to wish JULIA, JULIE, SURLEEN AND MARIEL A HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! (^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-8369256561472861391?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/8369256561472861391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=8369256561472861391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8369256561472861391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8369256561472861391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/09/tuesday.html' title='tuesday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TIYlFlCvKLI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4DzGJllO59U/s72-c/P1010216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-731068640292959617</id><published>2010-09-06T22:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:26:10.119+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mon(aco)day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITY5rodZ2I/AAAAAAAAA7E/FLzMn6EyyD8/s1600/P1010198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITY5rodZ2I/AAAAAAAAA7E/FLzMn6EyyD8/s400/P1010198.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Nathan.&amp;nbsp;&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITZNboLVHI/AAAAAAAAA7M/bYWdsnl9YOM/s1600/P1010199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITZNboLVHI/AAAAAAAAA7M/bYWdsnl9YOM/s400/P1010199.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Nathan. 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It still had the tag and everything. Guess how much it was? &lt;br /&gt;300 buckaroonies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITbRtLe2II/AAAAAAAAA8E/z_O9u_evCH4/s1600/P1010265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITbRtLe2II/AAAAAAAAA8E/z_O9u_evCH4/s400/P1010265.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Golden rule monkeys. Just need to make the other one to complete the set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITb7Xk64HI/AAAAAAAAA8U/U2ckpAms1k4/s1600/P1010263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITb7Xk64HI/AAAAAAAAA8U/U2ckpAms1k4/s400/P1010263.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Old hagar the horrible drawings from five years ago.&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITcQ1tRu8I/AAAAAAAAA8c/CkHOq1sYWUk/s1600/P1010254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITcQ1tRu8I/AAAAAAAAA8c/CkHOq1sYWUk/s400/P1010254.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Good old drawings. Going to fill my whole wall with drawings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-731068640292959617?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/731068640292959617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=731068640292959617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/731068640292959617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/731068640292959617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/09/monacoday_06.html' title='mon(aco)day'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TITY5rodZ2I/AAAAAAAAA7E/FLzMn6EyyD8/s72-c/P1010198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-4091955772759805219</id><published>2010-09-06T18:09:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:56:20.640+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mon(aco)day</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in ages. I guess i was reeeeeaaaaallllllly lazy. But you know what? I've got pictures, not lots and lots of pictures. Not very good looking ones but i've got some pictures. I might just jot down some interesting stuff that happened during the week and a bit.&lt;br /&gt;- My aunty from america is coming!!!! :D AHHHHH!!! I haven't seen her in 3 years, which isn't that long but i really miss her. I miss her smell, it's on all the clothes that she sends us and it smells good. Really good. A looong time ago when my aunty used to live in australia, some of her clothes smelt  like mothballs. I still remember listening to her disc walkman oh and when we went to fox studios and all they had there was titanic.&lt;br /&gt;- country fair and liza's surprise party was fun :) There's a funny picture of grace and me somewhere on facebook. :)&lt;br /&gt;- Uhhh schools been boring like usual. Lisa's asos shipment came today. woohooo cheap mondays tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;- Oh oh the stats thing on the blogger dashboard is cool. I never noticed it until now. Canadians read my blog. cool. I wish i had a canadian accent (Get oooouuuu-t). No i wish i knew how to play hockey.&lt;br /&gt;- The new season of glee kind of looks promising, the back nine kind of sucked except for the bad romance part. That was the only thing i liked. 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I haven't in ages. I think&amp;nbsp;I'll&amp;nbsp;just dot point blog. I don't even remember what happened during the week :(&lt;br /&gt;- Oh oh Christie's party buffet thing was on&amp;nbsp;Saturday. It was fun-ish. There was this fat mean lady &lt;br /&gt;- Got the speech mark back. 7 which is quite good for me because i suck at speeches. Maryanne finally did her speech after not being at school for like a bajillion&amp;nbsp;English&amp;nbsp;lessons. I thought of some really good ideas on how to trick&amp;nbsp;Maryanne&amp;nbsp;to do her speech - everyone go to her house and force her to do her speech, invite her to school for some "special" gold award thing and print out her speech transcript so she cannot back out once she's there. Yes i'm quite the idea person.&lt;br /&gt;- We planted our po-tar-toes!!! Wendy, Michi and&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;managed to get Alvin in our group. Yes he can do all the work :D We planted like 27 potatoes instead of 20 so that we'll have more potatoes to take home. Oh we are just too clever! I can't wait to cook the pots.&lt;br /&gt;- Our kitchen got smashed out and new cupboards and stuff put in. I should post the pictures up. It's nearly done. So many cupboards :)&lt;br /&gt;- I learnt how to build a tent today at gdpt. and no, it wasn't one of those throw the stuff out and a tent just pops up. It was just tarp, rope, pegs and two wooden poles. I think i should be on Survivor. &lt;br /&gt;- I kind of ruined someone's 40 hour famine today but it wasn't my fault. Actually, she ruined it herself by talking. I was her fault for standing within range of me stepping on her, like one&amp;nbsp;centimetre away from me. She brought it upon herself &amp;gt;;(&amp;nbsp;. And it was her fault she talked. Actually she screwed it ages ago when she started making muffling sounds indicating yes/no/look at this/blah blah blah to her friend. I'm actually quite surprised she lasted so long because she can't ever shut up when we're not supposed to talk. Arghh she''s so annoying and i better stop now before i say something even more mean.&lt;br /&gt;- I climbed across a rope tied between two trees. I can't really explain it though. Like in movies how people have to climb up ropes in gym class but it was horizontal, tied onto trees. It was hard but at least i didn't fall or &amp;nbsp;have a broken tree branch going through me arm.&lt;br /&gt;- We looked through our photo album last night and it brought back so many memories. So many "Oh my god this table/chair/car is still alive?" or "hahahahaha look at mum's hair". It turns out i had always had the small eyes smile. There's one where it's my sister's birthday and i'm posing with a box of jelly bellies i got and my eyes are so small it looks like i'm sleeping :( But at least i look cute, even with my horrible boy's hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-4602449521958780353?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/4602449521958780353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=4602449521958780353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4602449521958780353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4602449521958780353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/08/sunbakeday.html' title='sun(bake)day'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/THEHL02oyAI/AAAAAAAAA40/vYLq0ZkvNto/s72-c/P1010122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-6466787910611941751</id><published>2010-08-18T20:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:59:24.273+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Trig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TGu8vCjrwgI/AAAAAAAAA4s/7SnQte9Ib4o/s1600/scan0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TGu8vCjrwgI/AAAAAAAAA4s/7SnQte9Ib4o/s640/scan0001.jpg" width="465" /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TGu8xLgnWnI/AAAAAAAAA4w/hNy9cSw1xYA/s1600/scan0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TGu8xLgnWnI/AAAAAAAAA4w/hNy9cSw1xYA/s640/scan0002.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Genevieve. Here you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-6466787910611941751?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/6466787910611941751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=6466787910611941751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6466787910611941751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6466787910611941751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/08/trig.html' title='Trig'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TGu8vCjrwgI/AAAAAAAAA4s/7SnQte9Ib4o/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-5957611083889714677</id><published>2010-08-14T13:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T13:39:25.049+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Satanellusday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TGYPckwej8I/AAAAAAAAA4k/CP8vmCcuDcM/s1600/P1010037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TGYPckwej8I/AAAAAAAAA4k/CP8vmCcuDcM/s400/P1010037.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after i gave out my rings i made on Thursday, one day later ONLY ONE DAY later some of them came back battered and broken. So now i am requesting a recall of all the rings i made. I think my methods of sewing the ends together were as bad as those who make cheap asian clothing. Grace's ring broke and practically everyone else's was slowly loosening. If you give them back to me i'll fix them or better yet i'll just make new ones. So anyone who has a ring go burn it in the toaster or simply just throw it in the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it flattering that i have gotten 11 comments from people who want to me to check my blog over the past month? Oh how sweet, doctors and dentists are visiting and leaving comments that we don't know what the heck they're talking about. Quite funny i guess. And then there are those who actually sound like real people. Like Caroline and Luna and Luca. &amp;nbsp;Sounds real enough, i actually want to click the link. I think it's a trap though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christie's tonight! I want to wear something comfortable because i want to eat a lot and it'll be so much more easier to move around. Track pants and heels are a very strange combination. Very weird. Off to make liza's present and rings! 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Hooray! I had a lot of time to make these rope rings - no scrap that, they're friendship rings that i made for friends. The colours are surprisingly good looking. I'm just kind of scared of what will happen if they get wet :( I'm pretty sure there won't be coloured water running down your finger. Fingers crossed. I've got some pictures to show (sorry for the blurriness, i think the lighting was crap because it's night time and the artificial light sucks. hope this doesn't affect my good wedding photography reputation :)) Oh yeah i've got my first photographing job - taking pictures of my aunties' stuff to put on ebay. I guess we all have to start somewhere :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and these rings were my inspiration. You can find them &lt;a class="links" href="http://graindesign.bigcartel.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TGKNQcjsAbI/AAAAAAAAA4c/lrbIw5RbMn0/s1600/grain-electric-love-rings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TGKNQcjsAbI/AAAAAAAAA4c/lrbIw5RbMn0/s400/grain-electric-love-rings.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these were what i made. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TF_Fff27s-I/AAAAAAAAA3U/em7QqffJLOg/s1600/P1000859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TF_Fff27s-I/AAAAAAAAA3U/em7QqffJLOg/s400/P1000859.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: left;"&gt;I'm going surprise Christie! HA! Only joking, the only surprise is that there won't be a surprise. Or will there be one? I'm not sure. Still thinking of a really good one. We'll seee...... I still have to make a present for Christie and Liza Chao. OH damn, i'm on such a tight schedule. I'm nearly done actually. I'll post some photos up later. After i take them of course, which is after i make the thing. I think i'll wear something nice to christie's party, i think i kind of made her sad by saying i was going to wear pants. Can i borrow someone's nice clothes please? I guess sometimes you have to be the bigger person. And just be nicer sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GDPT is getting better. It's so weird, sometimes when they're teaching us or just asking me question abourt GDPT and stuff, it feels like these things are like directly at me and they know that secretly (well not so secretly on the blog) that i don't really like going. It's weird. Like on Sunday during phat phap (time when we're learning about Buddha's teaching) chi hoang asks me if i go because my mum makes me or because i want to. It feels like it's a trap. Feels like they're going "AHA! I know you don't really like going here so just admit it. ADMIT IT!" It scares me. I think i half have to go but maybe just maybe i do like to go GDPT. I don't know, it's a love hate kind of thing. I mean i've been going for half my life. HALF! That's crazy. Too crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok going to do history and then present time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-8715243913302470138?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/8715243913302470138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=8715243913302470138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8715243913302470138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8715243913302470138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/08/mudday.html' title='Mudday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TF_Fff27s-I/AAAAAAAAA3U/em7QqffJLOg/s72-c/P1000859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1642656659685304821</id><published>2010-08-07T21:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T21:43:46.182+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Satday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TF06aVyhkfI/AAAAAAAAA3M/0TlulHlXYiU/s1600/P1010155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TF06aVyhkfI/AAAAAAAAA3M/0TlulHlXYiU/s400/P1010155.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;I've been perfecting my method of cooking baby pancakes. They look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got a new DVD recorder. Yahoo! I'm starting get kind of scared by the number of weirdo links on the cbox. I've been thinking of going onto a computer that isn't mine or someone i know's (like an internet cafe's one of something) and clicking on the link just to find out. I'm quite scared actually. What if it's like some kind of freako link? Oh you trolls, can you please go away? Watching Marley and me so i'll fix this post later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1642656659685304821?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1642656659685304821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1642656659685304821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1642656659685304821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1642656659685304821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/08/satday.html' title='Satday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TF06aVyhkfI/AAAAAAAAA3M/0TlulHlXYiU/s72-c/P1010155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-6736532656387519749</id><published>2010-08-02T18:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:48:38.851+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Manday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TFaCKtGIySI/AAAAAAAAA3E/z2BhvR7khqo/s1600/P1010019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TFaCKtGIySI/AAAAAAAAA3E/z2BhvR7khqo/s400/P1010019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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: left;"&gt;GDPT was quite fun yesterday. We had a party, we ate food, watched this documentary. Documentaries are pretty cool. I want to watch some more now. The Good Hair one by Chris Rock is good, i've got to finish it soon. The one at GDPT was interesting. Pearls form on the bone after cremating an enlightened person. Bet you didn't know that did you? It was good but i can't remember what it's called :( Oh just remembered. Unmistaken child. GDPT was kind of sad too because this person came and he was mentally disabled and used to go to GDPT. He got into a car accident (as a result of not listening to his parents and doing drugs) and now he's handicapped. It was sad. OH YEAH! Engineering challenge tomorrow! NO school! YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was cold. Tomorrow will be cold. Wednesday will be cold. COLD. COLD. COLD :(&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/2066445498929104704-6736532656387519749?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/6736532656387519749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=6736532656387519749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6736532656387519749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6736532656387519749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/08/manday.html' title='Manday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TFaCKtGIySI/AAAAAAAAA3E/z2BhvR7khqo/s72-c/P1010019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-6201595384638816873</id><published>2010-07-29T21:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T21:20:41.313+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fir-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TFFVVRQvgbI/AAAAAAAAA20/rKi_qnnNPQ8/s1600/P1000891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TFFVVRQvgbI/AAAAAAAAA20/rKi_qnnNPQ8/s400/P1000891.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished i had a pen pal. You know, writing to someone random is pretty cool. I think sending letters is pretty cool. Stamps are so bloody expensive though. I remember that time when i sent christmas cards to everyone in our group and it was 55 cents for a stamp. Times that by 10 and that was already $5.50. But the worst thing was that i sent yvy's christmas card to the wrong house number. It was quite funny though. I think i only figured that out months later when we were talking about where we lived during digital media. Oh poor yvy. But yeah having a penpal would be quite fun. If it costs 60 cents (Far out the price just went up another 5 cents like last week or something) to post to Australia, i wonder how much it'll cost for overseas sending. At least it'll keep Australia post people on their toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum works at Australia Post. In the big office place. Once they had some play for children to come and watch. I went and it was the most boring thing ever. I didn't even understand what was happening, i must blame that on the bad acting. Ha! The best thing there was the free popcorn, cake and drinks. Oh and there was a clown making balloon animals so that was cool too. Oh and last year they gave free tickets to the opera. I had to wear nice clothes (I was actually going to wear shorts and a tee shirt but the my mum told me it was going to be fancy. Yeah right, it was normal and people wore plain clothes there) and all i remember is that the dude sitting next to me was crying when the lady was singing (it was so weird, lucky they had turned the lights off otherwise his wife would've found out he was a baby).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-6201595384638816873?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/6201595384638816873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=6201595384638816873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6201595384638816873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6201595384638816873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/07/fir-day.html' title='Fir-day'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TFFVVRQvgbI/AAAAAAAAA20/rKi_qnnNPQ8/s72-c/P1000891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1806399031266220567</id><published>2010-07-27T23:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:11:48.740+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeseday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Jacqueline! I know you're not going to read this so i'll post this up tonight so that i won't have to post it up tomorrow. Smart huh? I might as well say happy birthday today so then i won't be a bad friend. I still remember the first day i met you. Yes, How I met your Jacqueline Thuong. It was back in the year 2008, during english and i got called to the office by Helena. I was kind of scared by it was kind of cool cos i got to miss out on class. The office people were like "Nah we didn't call you to the office, go back." but then some teacher told me that Jacqueline was new and show her around yada yada ya. And that kids is how i met your jacqueline.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7ZT1oLthI/AAAAAAAAA2M/pHn99Idpai8/s1600/P1010147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7ZT1oLthI/AAAAAAAAA2M/pHn99Idpai8/s400/P1010147.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7ZgaGRBFI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ah_M9ox-xXQ/s1600/P1010148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7ZgaGRBFI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ah_M9ox-xXQ/s400/P1010148.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7ZrQoPLhI/AAAAAAAAA2c/oELog74R8mY/s1600/P1010149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7ZrQoPLhI/AAAAAAAAA2c/oELog74R8mY/s400/P1010149.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7Z4eKoSkI/AAAAAAAAA2k/rvymxumCGCo/s1600/P1010150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7Z4eKoSkI/AAAAAAAAA2k/rvymxumCGCo/s400/P1010150.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7aDh8KrSI/AAAAAAAAA2s/6q-R1HM8_HE/s1600/P1010153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7aDh8KrSI/AAAAAAAAA2s/6q-R1HM8_HE/s400/P1010153.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/2066445498929104704-1806399031266220567?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1806399031266220567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1806399031266220567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1806399031266220567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1806399031266220567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/07/cheeseday.html' title='Cheeseday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE7ZT1oLthI/AAAAAAAAA2M/pHn99Idpai8/s72-c/P1010147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-8142562301790978725</id><published>2010-07-26T20:29:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:30:34.183+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mungbeanday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE1iy_oeY5I/AAAAAAAAA2E/Oh8u3ThBHGY/s1600/image_zoom_new_85853_en.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE1iy_oeY5I/AAAAAAAAA2E/Oh8u3ThBHGY/s400/image_zoom_new_85853_en.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this thing for weird but cool watches. I have an even bigger thing for swatch watches (saying it makes me happy swatch watch&amp;nbsp;swatch watch&amp;nbsp;swatch watch&amp;nbsp;swatch watch&amp;nbsp;swatch watch&amp;nbsp;swatch watch). So right now i am totally saving up for this watch. It's so awesome and i saw it in the city so one day when i have enough money i will buy it. Full of eccentric goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-8142562301790978725?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/8142562301790978725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=8142562301790978725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8142562301790978725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/8142562301790978725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/07/mungbeanday.html' title='Mungbeanday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TE1iy_oeY5I/AAAAAAAAA2E/Oh8u3ThBHGY/s72-c/image_zoom_new_85853_en.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-711572162281343049</id><published>2010-07-24T22:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T22:33:13.206+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Satinday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TErc-s5KesI/AAAAAAAAA10/3wg9y_erU8g/s1600/P1000903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TErc-s5KesI/AAAAAAAAA10/3wg9y_erU8g/s400/P1000903.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was quite fun. We went to stocklands (it's become weekly tradition that we go to stocklands every saturday to watch these people give cooking lessons) to watch luigi (not his real name but i think it sounds cooler than his real name) cook south american food. The best thing was that we got to taste the really good food. He made churros and it was good. My mum had made a new BFF out of the lady that talked but didn't cook. It was weird, that lady is weird. My mum got promoted and actually got to help luigi cook. It was funny seeing my mum cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired. Zzzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-711572162281343049?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/711572162281343049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=711572162281343049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/711572162281343049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/711572162281343049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/07/satinday.html' title='Satinday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TErc-s5KesI/AAAAAAAAA10/3wg9y_erU8g/s72-c/P1000903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-5728970520118839052</id><published>2010-07-22T21:39:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:41:37.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fistday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TEguUgXgFMI/AAAAAAAAA1s/heJfOG37X9s/s1600/P1000858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TEguUgXgFMI/AAAAAAAAA1s/heJfOG37X9s/s400/P1000858.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cold. It's brrrrr......&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Vanessa trying to sing that bring it on cheer thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Christie and Danica at the bus stop today and i realised how different we all are to the person we were in primary.&amp;nbsp;Doppelgängers!!! (Oh goodness i love how i met your mother so much.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ways back on topic. In year six i used to be the one who hung out with the dumb (some were quite smart actually) popular asian and white kids and we played soccer every day (while the smarter people played cops and robbers and tips). Yeah it used to be like every lunch time we'd go to the soccer oval and play like girls against guys and stuff. It was so fun, I even brought my soccer ball sometimes and we'd play for all of lunch. UNTIL one day Alitar kicked my ball over the fence and i never found it. UNTIL one day (probably 6 months later) we were playing soccer and i guess the owner decided to finally go into their backyard,&amp;nbsp;coincidentally&amp;nbsp;find the&amp;nbsp;ball&amp;nbsp;and throw it back. That was the best day ever. I was in the PSSA team for newcombe ball (i hated it but i somehow made it on the team) and soccer ( we lost every single game :( ) and cricket (it was fun, i remember grace was in it :)). I think i even had a slight potty mouth (not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad though) from all those times i got hit by the ball. Once i sprained my arm (because i was goal keeping and my hand went further back than usual) and i had it wrapped for a couple of weeks (i secretly wished it was broken). I was like really good friends (even best friends with some) with Phoi (Yeah the really pretty person that some probably know, i saw her at breadtop once.) and Fiona (the short one who is like BFFS with Kristina) and Judy and Mylan and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange? I bet you some won't believe this but it's all true. It seems that i'm quite different now. Maybe i was so different because i was never in the smarter classes at St Johns. In year 6 my name wasn't even on a freaking role and they put me inn any class. I was sad. I could have been in a smart class. I guess that being in the dumber classes was more fun and i had cool friends. It's strange. Danica used to be a nerdy librarian. Grace had nice hair and was a full on OC nerd. Christie had white bogan friends. We've changed. Their our Doppelgängers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace just for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://positive-posters.com/"&gt;http://positive-posters.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-5728970520118839052?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/5728970520118839052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=5728970520118839052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/5728970520118839052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/5728970520118839052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/07/fistday.html' title='Fistday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TEguUgXgFMI/AAAAAAAAA1s/heJfOG37X9s/s72-c/P1000858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-62552163108148987</id><published>2010-07-21T22:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:36:13.513+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wensday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TEbpZIkHXRI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Ow-sYE56sKQ/s1600/P1000899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TEbpZIkHXRI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Ow-sYE56sKQ/s400/P1000899.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of having a scavenger hunt/puzzle thing some time in the holidays. Go grab a partner and join. I think it'll be fun. You'll win a prize. Lots of puzzles and thinking and running. It may be totally a ripped off version of GDPT, but it'll still be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-62552163108148987?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/62552163108148987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=62552163108148987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/62552163108148987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/62552163108148987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/07/wensday.html' title='Wensday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TEbpZIkHXRI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Ow-sYE56sKQ/s72-c/P1000899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-4911704050424664010</id><published>2010-07-14T20:14:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T20:16:57.222+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Whensday</title><content type='html'>I don't really get what this is. I'm quite slow with this. But i'm going to do it anyways. How many are you supposed to tag? Crap. I've only got three. Three bears, three sisters, three musketeers, three bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christie - http://fearhasnovoice.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Genevieve - http://pettyporcelain.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Wendy&amp;nbsp;- http://blog.wendzilla.net/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Share one thing that nobody knows about you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why just share one? Hmmm.....I have never actually eaten a pork roll thing ever maybe one or two bites before. I like the carrots and pâté and bread but the thought of the weird coloured meat kind of grosses me out. Oh another thing is i hate it when people ask me to grab things out of a fridge/cupboard that i am unfamiliar with because i'm afraid i won't find it and i'll look like a damn blind fool and i usually get super nervous and blind when they do ask me and I still end up not being able to find the object :( I sometimes still count with my fingers. I like making sound effects. Usually when i'm in public and i'm telling someone (usually my sister) a funny/smartass comment about the place we are at i always get told off by her for talking so loud but to me it sounds like my normal voice. I think people hear differently to what i hear. I've never watched lion king (i think you already know that but we all just need to get over the fact that i haven't ever watched it). I'm really good at scooping ice cream into cones. In the christmas holidays i worry that i'll forget how to write. My favourite vegetable is corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your biggest regret in life?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Not continuing to play tennis when i was a kid. I could&amp;nbsp;actually&amp;nbsp;be quite good if i kept on playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What would you do with a thousand dollars?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUY A RIPSTIK!! Maybe a bag of&amp;nbsp;marshmallows, some shoes, a loft bed. Oh! Swedish meatballs and that jam thing from ikea. And lots of pairs of socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could go back in time, would you still pick the person you are with right now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you like or dislike about my (the taggers) blog page?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't read that much but these blogs actually get me to read something that isn't a book. I like looking at pictures too. It's just too bad that posts don't come regularly, but who can be blamed when we all have better things to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-4911704050424664010?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/4911704050424664010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=4911704050424664010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4911704050424664010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4911704050424664010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/07/whensday.html' title='Whensday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1002700469625956236</id><published>2010-07-13T20:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:18:11.584+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Toothsday</title><content type='html'>I just can't be bothered to type. Went to cockatoo island yesterday and looked at this crazy cool art collection thing. Highlight of the day - this video of a japanse woman/man singing some song shown in a dark room. It was creepy funny. Today went to nan tien temple in&amp;nbsp;Wollongong we were supposed to go to this geyser thing but it was raining and we got lost driving there. Highlight of the day - there was this calligraphy table set up for you to calligraphy-write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think this is more than enough proof that i should be a wedding&amp;nbsp;photographer&amp;nbsp;on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw3T0d1f4I/AAAAAAAAAzs/Td3eumt4tOg/s1600/P1000850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw3T0d1f4I/AAAAAAAAAzs/Td3eumt4tOg/s400/P1000850.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw3gY0zEII/AAAAAAAAAz0/twBaOusFoO0/s1600/P1000853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw3gY0zEII/AAAAAAAAAz0/twBaOusFoO0/s400/P1000853.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw3srUTrVI/AAAAAAAAAz8/yLUhscnMw8Y/s1600/P1000855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw3srUTrVI/AAAAAAAAAz8/yLUhscnMw8Y/s400/P1000855.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw36bc0_kI/AAAAAAAAA0E/grX5TRKZgSk/s1600/P1000913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw36bc0_kI/AAAAAAAAA0E/grX5TRKZgSk/s400/P1000913.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw9HyAAPoI/AAAAAAAAA1M/kFSuCe65NQs/s1600/P1010008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw9HyAAPoI/AAAAAAAAA1M/kFSuCe65NQs/s400/P1010008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;How do you pronounce biennale? be-in-na-le?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw4JUVyXeI/AAAAAAAAA0M/B6pNWQK7Y2o/s1600/P1000920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw4JUVyXeI/AAAAAAAAA0M/B6pNWQK7Y2o/s400/P1000920.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;So sad that we couldn't jump on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw4Xa4KvOI/AAAAAAAAA0U/SS0Hrc8my2I/s1600/P1000925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw4Xa4KvOI/AAAAAAAAA0U/SS0Hrc8my2I/s400/P1000925.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Fireworks cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw4j1q0s6I/AAAAAAAAA0c/3l7nCgi9UIo/s1600/P1000957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw4j1q0s6I/AAAAAAAAA0c/3l7nCgi9UIo/s400/P1000957.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Humungo hubble telescope thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw4w2Uil3I/AAAAAAAAA0k/z4RkMYLzbug/s1600/P1000959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw4w2Uil3I/AAAAAAAAA0k/z4RkMYLzbug/s400/P1000959.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw49Wbd3tI/AAAAAAAAA0s/1ShYCZ3BpEE/s1600/P1000982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw49Wbd3tI/AAAAAAAAA0s/1ShYCZ3BpEE/s400/P1000982.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw5JdhAP5I/AAAAAAAAA00/5iEVJLhfDrI/s1600/P1000983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw5JdhAP5I/AAAAAAAAA00/5iEVJLhfDrI/s400/P1000983.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw5gFxPW0I/AAAAAAAAA1E/KFMLTp9hp4E/s1600/P1010059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw5gFxPW0I/AAAAAAAAA1E/KFMLTp9hp4E/s400/P1010059.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Ha i realised that there are animals on the to of the temple. How cool :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw5VqOeaqI/AAAAAAAAA08/AU-GlQNus5w/s1600/P1010090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw5VqOeaqI/AAAAAAAAA08/AU-GlQNus5w/s400/P1010090.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;There was this&amp;nbsp;calligraphy&amp;nbsp;table at nan tien temple and i decided to do it. I'm pretty bad at it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1002700469625956236?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1002700469625956236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1002700469625956236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1002700469625956236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1002700469625956236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/07/toothsday.html' title='Toothsday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDw3T0d1f4I/AAAAAAAAAzs/Td3eumt4tOg/s72-c/P1000850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-8574656454900008169</id><published>2010-07-10T21:51:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:56:50.537+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sattyday</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;OH OH I MET LUKE NGUYEN TODAY!!! AND I TOOK A PHOTO WITH HIM!! I just don't have the photo because someone else took it on their phone. Stocklands is so cool. THANK YOU THANK YOU for getting him to cook there. My uncle used to go to karate with Luke and he used to kick Luke's ass. Isn't that interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to post up a couple of pictures off stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDhZlovnEyI/AAAAAAAAAy0/biQV8BNqZrQ/s1600/4734631653_203966f077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDhZlovnEyI/AAAAAAAAAy0/biQV8BNqZrQ/s640/4734631653_203966f077.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yohoo! My thing that i sent to meetmeatmike's actually got posted up on her wall and photographed. That is amazing. It's the bottom right one - the kettle on the cool paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDhciYUNd1I/AAAAAAAAAzk/_IuEsmB4snw/s1600/P1000834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDhciYUNd1I/AAAAAAAAAzk/_IuEsmB4snw/s400/P1000834.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made some confetti with some tissue paper. That is some pretty crappy night photographing :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDhaSq1XxII/AAAAAAAAAzU/_8YPkPwzbnY/s1600/P1000838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDhaSq1XxII/AAAAAAAAAzU/_8YPkPwzbnY/s400/P1000838.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is better :) Just more lighting would be nicer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDhaG1nowRI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ER3TmKvGDDo/s1600/P1000840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDhaG1nowRI/AAAAAAAAAzM/ER3TmKvGDDo/s400/P1000840.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baking paper confetti pouch - crap ass embroided sides and a fish drawn on in blue kilometrico pen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDcMXZWUhCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Yhft40UFnFM/s1600/P1000816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDcMXZWUhCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Yhft40UFnFM/s400/P1000816.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Damn this is a pretty good picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDcMem89T7I/AAAAAAAAAyk/YLlIMEhODCE/s1600/P1000807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDcMem89T7I/AAAAAAAAAyk/YLlIMEhODCE/s400/P1000807.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDcMg7NUfCI/AAAAAAAAAys/MD7S3xmwHV4/s1600/P1000803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDcMg7NUfCI/AAAAAAAAAys/MD7S3xmwHV4/s400/P1000803.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this enough proof that i should be a wedding photographer? ah-a-a-a-a-a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh world cup. World cuppy world cuppy world cuppy. Isn't it such a wonderful thing? Every four years we are all brought together for this one event. It's like the Olympics but there is only one sport. Every time some strange new&amp;nbsp;clairvoyant&amp;nbsp;animal randomly appears and becomes famous. This octopus is talked about it everywhere - people want to make paella out of it, a german chef wants to tenderise it with his mallet and i bet you&amp;nbsp;there&amp;nbsp;are millions of people using the&amp;nbsp;octopus&amp;nbsp;to help themselves win a couple of bucks betting. Actually you know what? I heard from my grandma that there's this parrot (or some kind of bird) that is rising up to fandom (or is it startdom?) &amp;nbsp;and it picked netherlands to win. I wish the bird is right but i think spain will win. My guess is that the score will be 2-0. I think i'm wrong like usual. Last four years and the four years before that and before that and before that there were probably some other poor animals (a cat, dog, bear, lizard, snake, whale, pig, donkey, mouse, fish? hmmm) that predicted the winner. They're probably dead now - cooked to death or totally ignored when a totally cooler cat came along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-4306359078557596838?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/4306359078557596838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=4306359078557596838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4306359078557596838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4306359078557596838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/07/frieday.html' title='Frieday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TDcMXZWUhCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Yhft40UFnFM/s72-c/P1000816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2000404471305167409</id><published>2010-07-03T17:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T17:49:06.505+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Satanday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TC6c2tt2eMI/AAAAAAAAAyU/7MQaKDXYzEg/s1600/ds_copen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="322" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TC6c2tt2eMI/AAAAAAAAAyU/7MQaKDXYzEg/s400/ds_copen.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been very bludge-y and boring. Finally it's the holidays. I can stay up and watch tennis and soccer. YAY! Awww&amp;nbsp;Grace isn't coming over tomorrow. So sad, no tennis match with her :( At least i don't have to clean my house up just for her. My mum was going to make sausage rolls and stuff but i guess she'll be missing out. Oh yeah,&amp;nbsp;I can play doodle jump and fruit ninja all day long. yoohoooohohohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to the city to show this family friend around. It was so cold and boring. We took a lot of pictures, walked up stairs, then walked back down, caught a free bus and bought honey roasted mixed nuts. They were good. I had this really nice vegetarian malaysian curry for lunch. It was good. It was really really good and spicy. Then we went shopping. Yeah i got another Abercrombie and Fitch hoodie for thirty. Yeah! I saved sixty buckroons. I want another vans hat from urban outfitters, but it's yellow and blue. Only $9.99!!! plus ten dollars shipping. damn i really want it. I will have to save up for quite a while. I should get a job or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know what's the best? Wearing kids clothes. I love wearing EXTRA LARGE kids clothes. It's the best. I think kids clothes are nicer than adult clothes. I should get more kids clothes. Going to abercrombieandfitch kids now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2000404471305167409?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2000404471305167409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2000404471305167409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2000404471305167409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2000404471305167409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/07/satanday.html' title='Satanday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TC6c2tt2eMI/AAAAAAAAAyU/7MQaKDXYzEg/s72-c/ds_copen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2031123048071876253</id><published>2010-06-27T21:56:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:57:37.977+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCczSyzqeZI/AAAAAAAAAyM/DhRuTzOTO_8/s1600/4737511527_054bc46cbb_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCczSyzqeZI/AAAAAAAAAyM/DhRuTzOTO_8/s400/4737511527_054bc46cbb_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember this. Hahahahahahhahahah. Genevieve, you never called me :( I was waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i a bad friend? I really need to start making birthday present for people. I realised i only ever made them for ever second birthday. Danica - yes. Michelle - no. Genevieve - yes. Grace - no. And Grace is like my best friend (I&amp;nbsp;actually don't know if we are best friends. There's evidence that we are but you just don't know or maybe i'm just crazy and we are. Not sure yet, will find out soon. I'll put that on my list) and i din't even make her anything, i always get her a present or card or something. Oh i think that kind of makes us BFFS, giving presents :) Statue thing, 12th birthday card,&amp;nbsp;energizer&amp;nbsp;battery (was that for her birthday? i'm not tooo sure): ahh yes it's all coming back to me. Any ways&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;have to make her the best present ever!!! Got to look for cool things on my craft websites. Anyone have a shoe box??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah got new clothes today. A package from my aunty came and got stuff. I love her so much. Very very much. I really want to go to&amp;nbsp;America&amp;nbsp;now. Got a new hoodie, two shirts, a beanie and a beret. They smell good. The aunty linh smell. I bet she hugs them to sleep before she sends them to us. She's awesome. I miss her :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week of school. Finally, i can sleep properly. I actually don't really sleep in.&amp;nbsp;Sleeping&amp;nbsp;in for me is like until 8:30. I think i'm weird. Yeah i've got to the city and go out with grace (not on a date, man saying stuff like this can get misinterpreted&amp;nbsp;so easily. wow it took me so long just to spell misinterpreted, i'm not sure it's even right) I think i can do stuff. Got to make a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holiday to-dododododo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace's birthday present&lt;br /&gt;revision for exit exam in 2-3 weeks :O&lt;br /&gt;english speech&lt;br /&gt;build monkeys&lt;br /&gt;rewatch season one of modern family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2031123048071876253?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2031123048071876253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2031123048071876253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2031123048071876253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2031123048071876253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/06/sanday.html' title='Sanday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCczSyzqeZI/AAAAAAAAAyM/DhRuTzOTO_8/s72-c/4737511527_054bc46cbb_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-4311538653393081461</id><published>2010-06-25T22:03:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:34:26.202+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCSR6YAMTEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/R6SySRYum3Q/s1600/4726995110_9b1543c552.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCSR6YAMTEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/R6SySRYum3Q/s400/4726995110_9b1543c552.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you see my envelope? It's there, just blending in with the rest of the envelopes. It's actually cool that i found it on one of those pictures on her blog. Actually i'm not sure if she even opened it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCSSIQ1gWFI/AAAAAAAAAx0/2NGXPxoFxyM/s1600/P1000733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCSSIQ1gWFI/AAAAAAAAAx0/2NGXPxoFxyM/s400/P1000733.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The etsy stuff came in the mail for me. Got two card wallet things for $5.50USD.It was only supposed to be one but because the button on the yellow one is screwed up the really nice chick gave me another one. How nice, i should send her a pack of tim tams. And i bought this sketchbook thing to put all my drawings and stuff &amp;nbsp;in one place. Actually i think i'll draw my happiest book thing in it.&amp;nbsp;Moleskine. That's an awesome word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCSSUmSaJiI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ikXEReSgMu8/s1600/P1000740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCSSUmSaJiI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ikXEReSgMu8/s400/P1000740.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got my&amp;nbsp;monkeys&amp;nbsp;in the mail. The packaging that it came in was soooo pretty (as you can see in the picture above). All i've got to do is put it together. My goodness it's taking so long. It took one and a half hours to put the head, body, legs and box together. Now have to put the paper engineering parts to it. Then times the time taken to make one by three because there are three. I think it'll take me like a couple of days to finish. Lucky it's nearly the holidays. Thank you uponafold for such fast delivery :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCSXICu7v-I/AAAAAAAAAyE/WD-FUv-8iDE/s1600/P1000728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCSXICu7v-I/AAAAAAAAAyE/WD-FUv-8iDE/s400/P1000728.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i already said so bu i want to say it again because Frankie is cool, I recieved it in the mail. Thank you Angela and Vanessa very very very much for subscribing me! I will read it soon. Maybe tonight if i have time. Maybe when the soccer gets boring. Oh Portugal and Brazil. What a match. I think it'll be goooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been receiving lots of things in the mail this week. Too bad my mailbox looks so ugly. We should get a new mailbox. A really pretty one with cool&amp;nbsp;numbering&amp;nbsp;on it. Just one more pair of earrings and my life will be complete. AHHHHHHH :) I am in so much debt, i keep on digging deeper and deeper don't i? I want to learn how to speed stack really quickly. Can someone please buy me some speed stacking cups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're are good soccer matches on tonight! Can't wait for the Portugal and Brazil one. I'm thinking of carrying my&amp;nbsp;mattress&amp;nbsp;out to the living room and sleeping in front of the tv. I think my&amp;nbsp;mattress&amp;nbsp;is heavy though and then i'll have to carry it back. This is a two man job i think. Cool, watching tv on a mattress in the living room is a pretty good idea. OR i could always bring the tv in my room. Nah that's not even possible. I used to have a tv in my room back when i was sharing. One day we watched tv too much and my mum got angry and told my dad to take it out immediately. There was no warning at all and it just had to happen when the&amp;nbsp;Simpsons&amp;nbsp;was on :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to Genevieve's house just to pet her cat. I've actually never petted a cat. I don't like cats that much. I think it was because i joined GDPT so young and there was a cat there that ate&amp;nbsp;McDonalds&amp;nbsp;fries and that freaked me out and scarred me forever. I think i have a cat phobia. CATAPHOBIA :O Actually it's called AILUROPHOIA. :O ARGHHGHRAGHAJHTAG Maybe that's why i haven't ever watched lion king. &lt;br /&gt;&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/2066445498929104704-4311538653393081461?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/4311538653393081461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=4311538653393081461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4311538653393081461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4311538653393081461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-you-see-my-envelope-its-there-just.html' title='Freeday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TCSR6YAMTEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/R6SySRYum3Q/s72-c/4726995110_9b1543c552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-7832531296870226559</id><published>2010-06-21T20:57:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T21:02:35.169+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Monoday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TB8UuFUvuyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/5MOh4AxeV6s/s1600/P1000728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TB8UuFUvuyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/5MOh4AxeV6s/s320/P1000728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay got new Frankie in the mail today and some paper T2 cups i stole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sleep last night on the couch and then woke up to go to sleep in the bed. I thought it was like 11:45 ish nearly 12:00. I woke up in the middle of the night and i seriously thought it was morning or close to waking up time. I looked at my clock but i still couldn't figure out what time it was. One hand was on the eleven and the other on six. I sat there for like five minutes figuring out whether it was 6:55 or 11:30. The hands looked like they were the same length :( I really thought it was 6:50. It turned out to be 11:30 when i checked my phone. I went back to sleep. Woke up late. I think that was a bad omen. Today was a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just forget what happened at school because nothing interesting happened. Except i kind had an english accent on a couple of words. By a couple of words, i only meant pants. Pants like paaaants or like p-aunts. That's all that happened. OK so here comes the super duper bad stuff that freaken ruined the whole day. Actually i shouldn't go into heaps of detail just in case stuff happens. Grace's super expensive ring fell down a crack while i was passing it to her in some kind of ET way and yeah we too like half an hour to get it out. It probably would've taken less time but someone pushed it further under the plastic seat part. My hands are still kind of red though. At least we got it or else i would've had to pay and you know i'm not made of money. I still owe grace $1 :( I think tomorrow will be cooler. These pictures from &lt;a class="links" href="http://dolciodille.blogspot.com/2010/04/summer-fiesta-on-designsponge.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed:+DolciOdille+(Dolci+Odille)"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;are a great inspiration for stuff. I'm going to try and make some stuff like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TB9GfJQ5BoI/AAAAAAAAAxU/fUzx252nb7Y/s1600/4566410972_04c57c90b6_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TB9GfJQ5BoI/AAAAAAAAAxU/fUzx252nb7Y/s640/4566410972_04c57c90b6_o.jpg" width="411" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TB9GhMwrLwI/AAAAAAAAAxc/S2fieCf5kv4/s1600/4565783043_aa2e3935d5_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TB9GhMwrLwI/AAAAAAAAAxc/S2fieCf5kv4/s400/4565783043_aa2e3935d5_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TB9GiNcnmhI/AAAAAAAAAxk/E-LSZYyVb4A/s1600/4565783183_24013ab57b_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TB9GiNcnmhI/AAAAAAAAAxk/E-LSZYyVb4A/s400/4565783183_24013ab57b_o.jpg" width="400" /&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/2066445498929104704-7832531296870226559?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/7832531296870226559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=7832531296870226559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7832531296870226559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/7832531296870226559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/06/monoday.html' title='Monoday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TB8UuFUvuyI/AAAAAAAAAxM/5MOh4AxeV6s/s72-c/P1000728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-4827675801086013820</id><published>2010-06-17T21:12:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T21:13:36.272+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fur-sday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TBn_yyQ9lvI/AAAAAAAAAw0/06L_RV4RYKs/s1600/P1000723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TBn_yyQ9lvI/AAAAAAAAAw0/06L_RV4RYKs/s320/P1000723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TBoAK-0LC9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/2p5f05ouFNk/s1600/P1000726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TBoAK-0LC9I/AAAAAAAAAxE/2p5f05ouFNk/s320/P1000726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super cool envelope i made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i haven't been blogging in a while because i just ran out of things to say. I'm letting all this material &amp;nbsp;build up so that my post won't just be a sentence long. I'm darn tired. On&amp;nbsp;Saturday&amp;nbsp;i thought it was&amp;nbsp;Sunday. On Monday i thought it was&amp;nbsp;Sunday. On&amp;nbsp;Tuesday&amp;nbsp;that it was&amp;nbsp;Monday. At least on&amp;nbsp;Sunday&amp;nbsp;i thought it was&amp;nbsp;Sunday. Well this week has been kind of relaxing and stressful. I bought a t shirt at DFO on Monday. I&amp;nbsp;watched&amp;nbsp;the soccer. Australia sucked. My mum's coming first in this world cup competition at her work place. That's cool. I'm going to send my envelope tomorrow. Yeah it's this super cool envelope competition thing. Send something in, you could possibly win. I drew awesome pictures on my cool paper and now i'm sending it in. This is cool. AHHHHH. OK going to do history now. and read. DEAR reading: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;rop &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;verything &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ead reading. Awesome huh? Oh&amp;nbsp;Christie&amp;nbsp;remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TBn_-oDO_9I/AAAAAAAAAw8/ZXrUgYEo1Zk/s1600/P1000722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TBn_-oDO_9I/AAAAAAAAAw8/ZXrUgYEo1Zk/s320/P1000722.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2066445498929104704-4827675801086013820?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/4827675801086013820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=4827675801086013820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4827675801086013820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/4827675801086013820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/06/fur-sday.html' title='Fur-sday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TBn_yyQ9lvI/AAAAAAAAAw0/06L_RV4RYKs/s72-c/P1000723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-2404118526235365504</id><published>2010-06-12T21:16:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:17:22.659+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturnday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TBNqbaiUAvI/AAAAAAAAAwc/lqjrycpuMxE/s1600/2-nikki-catalano.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TBNqbaiUAvI/AAAAAAAAAwc/lqjrycpuMxE/s400/2-nikki-catalano.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. I haven't blogged in ages. Everything has been happening this week. I've got to choose subjects for HSC and it's so so hard. This decision is like&amp;nbsp;determining&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;whole&amp;nbsp;life. What if i do bad? What if englush screw me up. I hate english so much. Why does it have to be compulsory. I suck i suck i suck. Damn this english. This week has been very stressful. Very emotional. I've been happy sad happy confused angry happy annoyed ignorant confused stressed sad happy happy sore back annoyed happy happy tired stressed. Well now i think i have sorted it all out. I think i know what i'm going to do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;3u&amp;nbsp;extension&amp;nbsp;one maths offline&lt;br /&gt;2u advanced english&lt;br /&gt;2u chemistry&lt;br /&gt;2u biology&lt;br /&gt;2u engineering studies&lt;br /&gt;2u legal studies &lt;/blockquote&gt;Arghh i'm scared of becoming old. Damn i have to write a viet story recount thing now. Gdpt sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-2404118526235365504?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/2404118526235365504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=2404118526235365504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2404118526235365504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/2404118526235365504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/06/saturnday.html' title='Saturnday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TBNqbaiUAvI/AAAAAAAAAwc/lqjrycpuMxE/s72-c/2-nikki-catalano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-3350646694125511214</id><published>2010-06-08T22:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:10:13.387+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Twosday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TA4hZdJuajI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Hl43a87LTsM/s1600/vase-intestine-pattern-470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TA4hZdJuajI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Hl43a87LTsM/s400/vase-intestine-pattern-470.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;School photos today. It sucked. Every time the man was going to click it someone would ruin it and then the guy would talk, start the count down again and say cheese thing. Yay i got to stand up on a step. The worst thing ever is the individual picture. Now i actually have to smile properly because they changed the layout of the picture book thing. When i buy group only i meant group only, no individual shot of myself or anyone else. I used to smile whatever, teeth/no teeth/nearly blinking/blinking and i never cared because i wasn't going to buy the more expensive stuff. This year sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i haven't blogged in a couple days, i'll just recap anything cool that happened on the weekends. Well i went to parramatta on saturday and i bought a pair of vans at platypus. They're blue. Oh and i bought a tommy hilfiger jumper at david jones and then we went to eat lunch. On sunday it was gdpt and it was the usual. I got hit the bell. I cut bread rolls. It was ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-3350646694125511214?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/3350646694125511214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=3350646694125511214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3350646694125511214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/3350646694125511214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/06/twosday.html' title='Twosday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TA4hZdJuajI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Hl43a87LTsM/s72-c/vase-intestine-pattern-470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-6089502025028249574</id><published>2010-06-05T18:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T18:16:15.825+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fri(end)day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TAoHYNt2EkI/AAAAAAAAAwM/N1aQrf1c8cs/s1600/bird-cage-470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TAoHYNt2EkI/AAAAAAAAAwM/N1aQrf1c8cs/s400/bird-cage-470.jpg" width="321" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once again i forgot to post this up yesterday so let's pretend it's Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i made up a pretty cool game. The sick game. It starts off with someone sick and 10 cents. If he/she infects someone else then he/she must give that person 10 cents compensation. If the next person spreads it then they must pass the 10 cents on too. Keeps on going and going. Person who doesn't pass it on wins! Yay ten cents. Ok writing this down doesn't sound as good but i think it's still cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and I had so much fun in Maths. Genevieve and Wendy were gone, Grace and i sat next to each other again. It was fun just talking. Planning holidays together and figuring what we want to be when we grow up. Grace wants to be a K popstar and learn Korean from her servants (well their not really servants but doesn't it just sounder cooler when i call them that?) What ever happened to getting to know your best friend? I realised i know not much about Grace. Well now i know what her favourite food is. It took me too many guesses. Pasta, pizza, chips, kebabs, chicken, kim chi, sushi, raddish, betroot, salad, banana bread, lychee, mango, dragon fruit. The guessed again and again. Turned out to be jack fruit. I should get her a jackfruit for christmas. Jackfruit and coconuts :) I also know she has two dogs and used to love this bird called Nana but then it ate poison and died. She has a cool house too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-6089502025028249574?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/6089502025028249574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=6089502025028249574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6089502025028249574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/6089502025028249574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/06/friendday.html' title='Fri(end)day'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TAoHYNt2EkI/AAAAAAAAAwM/N1aQrf1c8cs/s72-c/bird-cage-470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-1091787389842961745</id><published>2010-06-03T21:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T21:03:32.097+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirstday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TAeL5_azNQI/AAAAAAAAAwE/64Dz4EOuSr0/s1600/fish-holding-net-470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TAeL5_azNQI/AAAAAAAAAwE/64Dz4EOuSr0/s400/fish-holding-net-470.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freezing. It's always freezing. When it's not (which is like never) then it's sunny. The sun makes it all warm and nice. It makes people happy. Oh man that safety dance song is so annoying, i've heard it like a bajillion times this week. I wish it was bright and happy and sunny and warm and inviting and yellow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you kind of hate it when you're so oblivious to the signs or what is happening and once someone tells you about it you just can't go back to normal and then you're just always thinking? Yeah that sucks. That's kind of like that how i met your mother episode where Lily chews really loudly and because Marshall loves her spo much he never noticed it but when Ted or someone told him about it he just couldn't stop hearing her chew loudly and he goes crazy. I guess you can't really go back to normal from that. Oh shucky darns isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today genevieve was away so grace sat next to me in maths and we had fun. FUN FUN FUN. A lot of fun. A tonne of fonne. We had some BFF bonding time. I think we're telepathic and we can just give each other "the look" and we know what each&amp;nbsp; other is saying to us. That's crazy cool. Kind of like How i met your mother. And we stole a marshmallow from the biggest morning tea. We had scoops of fun. No even better, we had swimming pools of fun. I hope that we're still friends when we're old grannies. I hope our families have Christmas parties together and i like baby sit her kids or something. Then our kids can be BFFs and then their kids are BFFs and it just keeps on going. I want grace to learn how to drive so that she can drive me around. I think it'll be too weird for me to drive (yeah like really imagine it, so so weird.). And we can take holidays together and road trip. Wow, so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. Going to eat now. Good night :) Remember to wake up tomorrow morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2066445498929104704-1091787389842961745?l=chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/feeds/1091787389842961745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2066445498929104704&amp;postID=1091787389842961745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1091787389842961745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2066445498929104704/posts/default/1091787389842961745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chortlingspatulas.blogspot.com/2010/06/thirstday.html' title='Thirstday'/><author><name>Vivian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01089880996262546797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aacwBJzIMtQ/TV4PLNaxW7I/AAAAAAAAClU/xu3emdwBusk/s220/P1010533.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TAeL5_azNQI/AAAAAAAAAwE/64Dz4EOuSr0/s72-c/fish-holding-net-470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2066445498929104704.post-3986387101105653463</id><published>2010-05-31T21:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:17:07.460+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Munday(ne)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TAN5dEj7EoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/VwYxiVA4Eco/s1600/P1000707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_baktwfGKIkI/TAN5dEj7EoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/VwYxiVA4Eco/s320/P1000707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really like my mexican candle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for huckles, it's Genevieve's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So it was mufti and freezing cold today. Oh yeah it was gen-pen's birthday. I can't believe that we actually had to pay for mufti. Where is all the money going to? Any how, it was freezing cold today. Wet and rainy. At one point it was sunny. A BIRTHDAY MIRACLE! But then it rained again :( Nothing really interesting happened today. I got my geography mark back. 29 out of 40 isn't too bad, i got 30 but then a mark was taken off :( sad. Oh and now i have two catch phrases i learnt off tv. 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