<?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-2169213129928535437</id><updated>2011-07-28T11:43:37.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you ever notice me?</title><subtitle type='html'>LiFe Is AlwAyS hArD</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-4914236521831018016</id><published>2009-07-25T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:24:19.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL'S OUT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/Smvnqq3IovI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wpmED2Qsv6o/s1600-h/000_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362634501560771314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/Smvnqq3IovI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wpmED2Qsv6o/s320/000_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/Smvm2gHIXqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/p2q65bZ7I_g/s1600-h/1_545341415l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362633605321875106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/Smvm2gHIXqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/p2q65bZ7I_g/s320/1_545341415l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;YEa!!! No more school for me!!! Awesomme!! OK so on the last day of school, FARIHIN AND NULIN gave me a bottle filled with stars and a flower and one hallmark card and another card from the class(so called). Im going to show the picture next time. Nothing to say or do . Ok now i am bored!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2169213129928535437-4914236521831018016?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/4914236521831018016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/schools-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/4914236521831018016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/4914236521831018016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/schools-out.html' title='SCHOOL&apos;S OUT!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/Smvnqq3IovI/AAAAAAAAAIE/wpmED2Qsv6o/s72-c/000_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-7787373239208734701</id><published>2009-07-14T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T05:43:42.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter and fun...but also horror and guns</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/Slx9VxlzqLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/unahlSXs4KA/s1600-h/tt3834296fltt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 34px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358295469706684594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/Slx9VxlzqLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/unahlSXs4KA/s320/tt3834296fltt.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Something happened today that will never happen in H.I.S(i think). I was in physics class. There was this girl that was my classmate, and she told the teacher that she thinks her wallet was stolen. OK this is actually not the first time that happen to this class. It might have happened more then 11 times. Carrying on...the teacher then made us empty our bags and then stand beside our desk. We even have to empty our pockets. After the girl(the one who lost the wallet)went through almost everyone's stuff, a guys from the class who i dont know where he went said that he found the wallet in the garbage bin. It's stupid you know?!!! Then the teacher in my class says that we have to go see the dm(discipline master) after school in the blue room. Just to make it clear the room is not blue. Another thing is that i overheard from my classmates that we might have to stay back until 6 PM. It is already bad enough that i have to stay back for extra higher chinese lesson. But of course we did not stay until 6 la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~Dione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/2169213129928535437-7787373239208734701?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/7787373239208734701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/laughter-and-funbut-also-horror-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/7787373239208734701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/7787373239208734701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/laughter-and-funbut-also-horror-and.html' title='Laughter and fun...but also horror and guns'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/Slx9VxlzqLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/unahlSXs4KA/s72-c/tt3834296fltt.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-5088595315764771984</id><published>2009-07-09T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T06:12:16.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So tired today=.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So much homework=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Can't wait for summer break to be over=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today i went to school(again)then after school go buy my lunch and then come home eat then watch television then do hw. Oh and of course eat dinner and have a shower. Nothing to do and having some borin weekdays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There is this art teacher today say that my drawing that i drew today looks like ghost **** her lah. Man she is such a bossy teacher. I am like trying my best to come up designs for the Y.O.G goodie bag and then she puts me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ok there is a question i really don't get i will say it and then you guys can try to answer for me. Here is the question: Why is there a need for "north"? Now you guys can answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;~Dione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-5088595315764771984?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/5088595315764771984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/tiring-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/5088595315764771984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/5088595315764771984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/tiring-life.html' title='Tiring life'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-3706814640952813259</id><published>2009-07-08T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T05:33:35.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Stop Thinking ABout......</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hey guys! You knw something, even over the summer break i still can't stop thinking of that G-guy. I knw it is dumbe but i cant help it. I even think of him when i was going to sleep. =.= I really cant wait for 7th grade. Hope that sumer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;break would be over soon. Summer break over.....summer break over...summer break over. LOL! :) Today got so much hw. I think i cant finish it before 12 midnight. Want to go back H.I.S....more interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;~Dione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-3706814640952813259?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/3706814640952813259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-stop-thinking-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/3706814640952813259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/3706814640952813259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-stop-thinking-about.html' title='Can&apos;t Stop Thinking ABout......'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-4501701033754862696</id><published>2009-07-04T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T05:09:41.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is something great going to happen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hey my frens!! Guess wat finally got ONE day holiday. This is the first time i got so excited to have a day off of skool. ANway a few days ago which i forgot o say, my mum says that we might be able to stay in China for one more year. I really hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so cause later it might not true. REally really hope so...=.= OK..today i did practically nothing. It was so boring and tomorow i still have to go to church. Life here is like so boring. You will just go skool or work in the morning come home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;shower then do homework then later just watch alittle of television, then it is laready time to sleep. This would go in a cycle. Sooooo boring!!! REally really really really hope i dont ever come back to singapore well except for summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;breaks to attend one month skool. Hope to gradute in H.I.S!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*Vic your in taiwan right?!! Well...enjoy your time there. Shopping...going out with frens and stuff. Have fun!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;~Dione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-4501701033754862696?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/4501701033754862696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-is-something-great-going-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/4501701033754862696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/4501701033754862696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-is-something-great-going-to.html' title='There is something great going to happen.'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-5146132279408155889</id><published>2009-07-02T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:54:49.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'> =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I went to skool today again. It was ok i guess but i still like H.I.S better. I think everyone can say the same yea?! Monday skool holiday yea!! First class was something not sure wat. Then it was something else i really am not sure wat classes are they i listen to the teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I really wish i got no skool and can go out everyday to shop. So far i bought a pair of black shoes for skool, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue jeans that is the colour of my font now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;one grey headband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; You knw my frens in skool keep asking me why i go to skool if this is a summer vacation. I dont even now wat to say cuz i also dont knw why am i in skool on a summer break. You wat even the teachers here ask me. Nothing to say......=.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~Dione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-5146132279408155889?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/5146132279408155889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/5146132279408155889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/5146132279408155889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='&lt;LIFE IS SO BORING AT TIMES&gt; =.='/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-1561956488002244093</id><published>2009-07-02T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:19:50.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GReaT TimE GreAT frIEndS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Hey HEy guys!! Wats up? I still miss y'all you knw. Anyway, i went to skool on wednesday the first of july and it was soo awkward. They made me inroduce in liek every single class and the boys are so immature. I hate admit but they are even worst then Gillian, Brandon, Shiva, Jun, Kazuki blah blah blah. They would like walk around in class and then you knw. And there is defintely many jerks. But iN summary i think i haD a great time? :) I also met two new frens their names are Nurlin and Farin(if correct spelling). That is all i have to say but i cant wait to go bac to china and shop like hell!!! :) :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;~Dione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-1561956488002244093?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/1561956488002244093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-time-great-friends.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/1561956488002244093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/1561956488002244093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-time-great-friends.html' title='GReaT TimE GreAT frIEndS!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-200170149549870405</id><published>2009-05-12T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T06:00:27.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Sucks!! I feel so sad!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I am sooo sad just found out my crush likes my bestfriend and almost told him i liked him since well fifth grade or so. He just asked me for her number on MSN!! man i feel bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-200170149549870405?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/200170149549870405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-sucks-i-feel-so-sad.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/200170149549870405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/200170149549870405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-sucks-i-feel-so-sad.html' title='Life Sucks!! I feel so sad!!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-2942860463092264468</id><published>2009-05-09T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:34:37.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Wet Was Here Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hey guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PAFA picnic woohoo!! It was like awesome. OK we had ,balloon fight and everyone was like so wet especially brandon, shiva, and rahul. I was like trying to run away from the water or something and i didnt knw that rahul was like behind and then i felt water all over. Man it happened like to times. Too bad vicky was not here it was totally fun. And then someone dare shiva to take of his shirt. I am guessing he said no but someone took of his shirt for him. Telling you it was really awkward. ST went to emma's house for sleepover man i want to go too. Played soccer found out tht playing without shoes was better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-2942860463092264468?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/2942860463092264468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/05/mr-wet-was-here-today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/2942860463092264468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/2942860463092264468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/05/mr-wet-was-here-today.html' title='Mr Wet Was Here Today'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-7996270197851157</id><published>2009-05-08T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:49:40.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Complicated?!! I Think so...xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hey Guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okey today was and ok day i guess. Music nothing happened. Oh u knw wat i found out that gill likes 2 girls....... it is vicky and ST it is like totally so weird. He is like a playboy or something. Anyhoo....me no crushes yet at least i think. Well...test for science oh and steph was like crying for like 40mins or something?!!! That can so go in the world record(no offence steph). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;In Summary this is a very very very very very very very very very very very very boring boring boring!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-7996270197851157?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/7996270197851157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-complicated-i-think-soxd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/7996270197851157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/7996270197851157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-complicated-i-think-soxd.html' title='Life Complicated?!! I Think so...xD'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-405247341864215598</id><published>2009-05-07T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T03:24:48.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>French fieldtrip boring!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Today was really weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Drama:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Today was fine in class i guess. Except for the fact tht we went on stage without any practice or anything. I just made up the line as we went. Anyway emma was Gretel, gill was Hansel, megan was The Witch, shiva was the Father, and i was the Mother. Man i feel soo old acting tht character. It was pretty fun though. oh and ST's skit was hilarious well a part from the 1st part which i am not so sure wat was goin' on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Field trip: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ok i have to admit that the fieldtrip was 80% boring and 20% fun. All they did was talk and talk and talk. And the highlight of the trip was............................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;...................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;...................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;...................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;...................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;...................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.....................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;...................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;....................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;....................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;MC DONALDS!!!xD lol. It was boring. And something weird happened. Steven Chen just gave me 2 RMB for nothing and he was like" See, i am so nice"(yea right!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;LA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ok it was awful and tiring!! GOSH i hate this class, and that ugly Perseus drawing thing of some sort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;SOcial Studies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;BORING BORING BORING. Oh wait can you believe that gill got nothing wrong in his map test. It was like unbelievable. But ali was like the opposite. He wrote nothing on the physical map test well except pacific ocean which he got right. And Brandon was like super super super hyper everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-405247341864215598?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/405247341864215598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/05/french-fieldtrip-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/405247341864215598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/405247341864215598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/05/french-fieldtrip-boring.html' title='French fieldtrip boring!!!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-5443613940190491136</id><published>2009-05-05T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T05:28:57.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE ISN'T ALWAYS WAT IT SEEMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hey guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;OKey today was drama and we were suppose give compliments someone. And i was suppose 2 give a compliment to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;. Anyway i really have 2 admit tht it was awkward. I really didn't have anything 2 say, at least i can't think of anything. Carrying on....we were giving compliments and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; was like," Dione. without you class would be nothing"(something like tht). I was like "ok". Awkward!!XD and brandon had a face like ooooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then it was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;j's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; turn to give a compliment 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; so he was like" Kathryn.....you are tall" and then evryone started to burst out laughing. I dont think anyone would want a compliment like tht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Rest of the day was boring i guess. Nothing else really happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-5443613940190491136?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/5443613940190491136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-isnt-always-wat-it-seems.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/5443613940190491136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/5443613940190491136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-isnt-always-wat-it-seems.html' title='LIFE ISN&apos;T ALWAYS WAT IT SEEMS'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-2043871862638340008</id><published>2009-04-29T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T04:06:12.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry me 2 lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SfgtVXYa_MI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cKiJ0BYLQQ0/s1600-h/sanya+trip+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330060004069932226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SfgtVXYa_MI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cKiJ0BYLQQ0/s320/sanya+trip+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm really really sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; not posting but there is really nothing much to post!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Anyway today at science was sooooooo cool we had to catch insects and stuff like tht. Then but it in a box of some sort kind of like creating a Man made environment. FYI all the boys in our class(except Gill)are wimps. They dont even dare 2 catch a millipede. Even sophie and kathryn is better then them. I am so disgusted. Oh n steph caught a frog. She showed it to david then he was like so freaked our he actually screamed like a girl. lol. so hilarious. No offence to the ppl i offended though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-2043871862638340008?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/2043871862638340008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-me-2-lazy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/2043871862638340008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/2043871862638340008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-me-2-lazy.html' title='Sorry me 2 lazy'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SfgtVXYa_MI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cKiJ0BYLQQ0/s72-c/sanya+trip+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-8494980611223463478</id><published>2009-03-24T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:15:38.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Today is my last Day in sanya. To be honest i am both happy and sad. But still cant wait to go back. n now it is raining here. Which is really weird. anyway i will post the pics someotherday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-8494980611223463478?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/8494980611223463478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/8494980611223463478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/8494980611223463478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-day.html' title='LAST DAY!!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-7724187025506101195</id><published>2009-03-22T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T01:29:28.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>excited!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YAY!!! Its holiday!!! GOING TO SANYA TOMORROW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So excited cant wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-7724187025506101195?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/7724187025506101195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/03/excited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/7724187025506101195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/7724187025506101195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/03/excited.html' title='excited!!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-1268731108303514091</id><published>2009-03-18T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:45:51.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIKING - PARENTS + FRENS = SUPER FUN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Hey Guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;The hiking trip was really fun. We were laughing the whole trip. It was tiring also, and everyone was sweaty and  smelly. LOL!! I actually found out that  Rahul was alittle scared of dogs like me. COOL! Even though the hike was fun, something scary happened. Me, Rahul, and Jun were racing with each other. The road was pretty wide at that time. Then as we ran, it became so small that three of us almost rolled down the hill. It was freaking yet kind of cool. Rahul was like" OK, take a break. That was scary!". I think that is wat he said not sure. Anyway, after that we did not dare to race anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Jun was so clumsy throughout the whole trip. NO OFFENCE JUN IF YOU ARE READING MY BLOG. Anyway, he kept tripping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Today(18 march 2009)was boring man i hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-1268731108303514091?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/1268731108303514091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/03/hiking-parents-frens-super-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/1268731108303514091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/1268731108303514091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/03/hiking-parents-frens-super-fun.html' title='HIKING - PARENTS + FRENS = SUPER FUN!!!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-8805260335793559645</id><published>2009-03-13T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T02:08:14.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE!! Super Scary!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;Hey Guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;Today in french class we were watching a scary movie called " I Am The Legend". Even though i watched it before, i still get scared at the scary parts of the movie. Anyway, the movie was starting, and i already felt jittery. Then later, the scary parts came n i kind of scream but not loud, and almost bury my head into someone beside me. Well...i was used to bury my head to my dad if we watch scary movies and he will tell me if it is ok to watch again. This tme it was different. Gill was the person sitting beside me. It was awkward for me, but i DIDN'T DO IT GET IT!? Still shaking now though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;Lunch time...well finally. Super hungry. After lunch went to library checked mail...then kt came over and showed me tis disgusting book. Weird!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-8805260335793559645?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/8805260335793559645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-super-scary.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/8805260335793559645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/8805260335793559645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-super-scary.html' title='MOVIE!! Super Scary!!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-6853175755776506854</id><published>2009-03-09T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T05:13:14.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SKOOL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I didn't know why i felt so tired today. But i almost fell asleep in almost every single class. Well today wasn't really a special day but, we are going to have a free dress day. Yippee!!! I really have nothing to say. Well today in the bus i had a really weird dream.I dreamed of this boy who almost look like gill. Anyway, he was crying outside the boys bathroom near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;French&lt;/span&gt; class. So i just went over and comfort him. Then he just suddenly hugged me and asked me to be his girlfriend. Then i woke up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;weird! But it is kind of cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;So i told St and the others, but they laughed which is kind of fuuny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-6853175755776506854?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/6853175755776506854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/03/skool.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/6853175755776506854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/6853175755776506854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/03/skool.html' title='SKOOL!!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-1335908510506978008</id><published>2009-02-28T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T05:26:53.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEPOVER!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Had a sleepover with kat. I was....duh fun! On friday we baked cookies and asked Jun to come over 2 my house. The cookies were delicious. i ate sooo much. To bad none of u guys(except for kat and Jun) get 2 try it.  Then at 7 i went for so called choir practice. IT was Fun.  Oh i forgot to say tht i losed the pool game to jun. Had 2 give him chocolate. Man...he was suckish at 1st but so gd after. I hate u Jun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;P.S Just to tell u whenever Jun text me or something, my mum will make fun of me. She would say tht he is my "boyfriend". He IS JUST A FRIENDS GUYS AND GIRLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;PP.s Really nervous 4 2morrow at church. And brandon i am not a dweeb if i go to church u idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-1335908510506978008?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/1335908510506978008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleepover.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/1335908510506978008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/1335908510506978008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleepover.html' title='SLEEPOVER!!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-8555757767341169667</id><published>2009-02-22T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:11:40.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wATEVA</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hey yo wats up? There was a funny class which i am not sure. A and P is behind me. A is gay beuse he is speaking in a girl voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-8555757767341169667?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/8555757767341169667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/02/wateva.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/8555757767341169667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/8555757767341169667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/02/wateva.html' title='wATEVA'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2169213129928535437.post-9094613875582067012</id><published>2009-02-19T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T02:33:26.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey everyone this is my new blog. Even  though it is the same web  add bu i deleted the old one.the old one was really messed up so i have to sart again. just treat it like the sold one and dont ask me any other questions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2169213129928535437-9094613875582067012?l=doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/feeds/9094613875582067012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/9094613875582067012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2169213129928535437/posts/default/9094613875582067012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doughnutgirl12.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey.html' title='HEY!!'/><author><name>DOUGHNUT GIRL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09278647324895469387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEW-3zscRz8/SLZv-j-7x_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/l8o2uxx_NLQ/S220/7.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
