<?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-3281411593513019720</id><updated>2011-09-30T21:29:58.026+09:30</updated><category term='Emma Watson'/><category term='pinky weathorton'/><category term='dad'/><category term='weekends'/><category term='Wishlist'/><category term='2011'/><category term='books'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='Contacts'/><category term='one shot'/><category term='instructions'/><category term='Daniel Radcliffe'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='photos'/><category term='tumblr'/><category term='confessions'/><category term='Pretty Little Liars'/><category term='Rupert Grint'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='decisions'/><category term='life'/><category term='time'/><category term='the nutmeg'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='Princess Mimi'/><category term='Sterling Knight'/><category term='food'/><category term='lies'/><category term='queen bee'/><category term='Concerts'/><category term='character'/><category term='relief'/><category term='Tom Jordan'/><category term='love'/><category term='Disney'/><category term='limit'/><category term='40 hours famine'/><category term='the nerd prince'/><category term='formal'/><category term='30 day letter challenge'/><title type='text'>An Endless Dream!</title><subtitle type='html'>BEHOLD THIS DAY FOR IT IS YOURS TO MAKE.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-7689176594241778545</id><published>2011-08-16T21:47:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:14:58.140+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princess Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contacts'/><title type='text'>Review #1: Geo Princess Mimi (Brown) Contact Lenses</title><content type='html'>I have recently been sponsored by &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100002323077322"&gt;'Star Lense&lt;/a&gt;' to review a pair of contact lenses that they had in stock. Like the title of this post, you can pretty much tell which type I got. Let me start by briefing to you guys what 'Star Lense' is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Lense is an Adelaide based online store via Facebook where people can access the Geo contact lenses from. They provide a wide range of styles and colours as well as sizes to suit one's needs. The quality customer service is very assuring as you can choose to either have a local pick-up or to have the purchased items posted to you. This is handy as interstate/overseas customers can purchase products without hesitation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto the actual review, I tried the contacts on for the first time after soaking them in multi-purpose solution overnight. If you've ever worn contacts before, the Princess Mimi's are much larger in diameter compared to the Geo Angel ones. They both work well. Below will be my list of ratings for different aspects of the contacts and my overall first time experience with Star Lense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diameter: 15mm&lt;br /&gt;Water Content: 38%&lt;br /&gt;Base Curve: 8.6mm&lt;br /&gt;Packaging: 10&lt;br /&gt;Comfort: 7&lt;br /&gt;Style: 10&lt;br /&gt;Customer Service: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, there are a few ups and downs. I guess the downfall for comfort is the fact that the lenses were too big and the rims occasionally agitated the insides of my lids. Hence, causing a bit of pain. Other than that. I would definitely come back to purchase lenses from Star Lense. Below are some before and after photos of the lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10J0bPVep7g/TkpZHANlKsI/AAAAAAAAAV4/mf689EAw1-Y/s1600/SAM_1374.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10J0bPVep7g/TkpZHANlKsI/AAAAAAAAAV4/mf689EAw1-Y/s320/SAM_1374.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inside the packaging&lt;/i&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sh6DbBBFWUc/TkpbGSRYtXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6HiDger0c7Q/s1600/SAM_1379.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sh6DbBBFWUc/TkpbGSRYtXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6HiDger0c7Q/s320/SAM_1379.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;CUTE PACKAGING! Nicely wrapped too.&lt;/i&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/-HejR9XtW8W8/TkplIACVi8I/AAAAAAAAAWo/b-2EgHy-jug/s1600/SAM_1380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HejR9XtW8W8/TkplIACVi8I/AAAAAAAAAWo/b-2EgHy-jug/s320/SAM_1380.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Products&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mluf9h8z5M8/TkplObAL-8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/JJwJJg_ipfw/s1600/SAM_1384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mluf9h8z5M8/TkplObAL-8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/JJwJJg_ipfw/s320/SAM_1384.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Plano Lenses&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BvwzAgDzYOo/TkplURLrD9I/AAAAAAAAAWw/Nl_TJf_2jFs/s1600/SAM_1386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BvwzAgDzYOo/TkplURLrD9I/AAAAAAAAAWw/Nl_TJf_2jFs/s320/SAM_1386.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tada!&lt;/i&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XBBd1TVuWfU/TkplaDawRPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/mIGog_OOHCM/s1600/SAM_1442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XBBd1TVuWfU/TkplaDawRPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/mIGog_OOHCM/s320/SAM_1442.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;R eye (no flash)&lt;/i&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QmcAWUda1rk/TkplnD4omNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/QdUlAUzecdk/s1600/SAM_1451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QmcAWUda1rk/TkplnD4omNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/QdUlAUzecdk/s320/SAM_1451.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They're in! (no flashhhh)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rIheXHRqRME/Tkplgl-fkSI/AAAAAAAAAW4/RVQKjNpGibM/s1600/SAM_1450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rIheXHRqRME/Tkplgl-fkSI/AAAAAAAAAW4/RVQKjNpGibM/s320/SAM_1450.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;flashhh on!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Please don't mind my PJs and indecent make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Huong.&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/3281411593513019720-7689176594241778545?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/7689176594241778545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=7689176594241778545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/7689176594241778545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/7689176594241778545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2011/08/review-1-geo-princess-mimi-brown.html' title='Review #1: Geo Princess Mimi (Brown) Contact Lenses'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10J0bPVep7g/TkpZHANlKsI/AAAAAAAAAV4/mf689EAw1-Y/s72-c/SAM_1374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-2957723290790202041</id><published>2011-02-13T13:31:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2011-02-13T13:31:21.795+10:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Out with the old. In with the new!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;A new year, a new life, a new beginning. My high school life is dead and my uni life is about to commence. New friends, more time, more independence. This is what I'm talking about. This is the life.&lt;br /&gt;Watch me walk in the streets as I flaunt my look, pride and joy. Not to mention flaunting my adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am Asian, it is expected that I would typically go into Pharmacy or Medicine, etc. Yet, here I am, finally decided to take the path of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Podiatry&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;that will lead into my future. This is who I am. I will be someone who will look at feet. That's right feet. Maybe even one day, those feet may belong to &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I read online that blogging is also a way that some people earn money. They take blogging as a career and simply stay home and build their career via this form of interest. There are a number of people who have taken blogging seriously and have successfully achieved a lot. &lt;b&gt;MILLIONS&lt;/b&gt; of money come into their accounts. Amazing right? Some people like me and others prefer to just blog as a hobby or past-time. Just to let time fly. By reading the article online made me think whether or not I should create a new blog or simply upload posts on here which would also help me financially. Who knows. What is your idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Just an update, I finally accomplished something that I wanted. I bought tickets and went to the theatre show, '&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disney Live! The Three Classic Fairytales&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. I will post some photos at the bottom. It sure was a great experience. Hopefully I can score tickets to &lt;i&gt;Disney on Ice&lt;/i&gt; this year.&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/-k0_mVPUIU-8/TVdGQbjuFMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XPq762spngs/s1600/SAM_0374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k0_mVPUIU-8/TVdGQbjuFMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XPq762spngs/s400/SAM_0374.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tickets&lt;/i&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/-wXG1srkUbEo/TVdGe-4RzXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ykBi3p-zSIU/s1600/SAM_0381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wXG1srkUbEo/TVdGe-4RzXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ykBi3p-zSIU/s400/SAM_0381.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look at the Effects &lt;/i&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/-jTzjyHDx_WU/TVdIG6BEv1I/AAAAAAAAAVg/4pHCqAJHtDs/s1600/SAM_0389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTzjyHDx_WU/TVdIG6BEv1I/AAAAAAAAAVg/4pHCqAJHtDs/s400/SAM_0389.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The 4 hosts &lt;/i&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/-7YKlvyRIpPE/TVdIONxnCFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RNHVJDautxg/s1600/SAM_0404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YKlvyRIpPE/TVdIONxnCFI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RNHVJDautxg/s400/SAM_0404.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Snow White &amp;amp; The Seven Dwarves&lt;/i&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/-nlSFMIQ-0_E/TVdIVNlj-BI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TtaOrt19dyA/s1600/SAM_0419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nlSFMIQ-0_E/TVdIVNlj-BI/AAAAAAAAAVo/TtaOrt19dyA/s400/SAM_0419.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Cinderella&lt;/i&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQIaCAJg2fU/TVdIcQwr0LI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wQRlT2Wxjzc/s1600/SAM_0424.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qQIaCAJg2fU/TVdIcQwr0LI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wQRlT2Wxjzc/s400/SAM_0424.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beauty &amp;amp; The Beast&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-2957723290790202041?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/2957723290790202041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=2957723290790202041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/2957723290790202041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/2957723290790202041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2011/02/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k0_mVPUIU-8/TVdGQbjuFMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/XPq762spngs/s72-c/SAM_0374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-4291361395268273771</id><published>2010-08-08T22:05:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:05:01.680+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40 hours famine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'>total isolation</title><content type='html'>Damn girl, where have you been? Me? I've been too addicted to tumblr. I didn't intentionally mean to forget about blogspot. I guess I just did. Life's all right I guess, but I've found myself to be getting a whole bunch of things uncompleted. I've been postponing things and I gotta say. Not a good decision. So tomorrow my preferences for UNI should be written. Although I sat down with my mum today going through what I like and what I don't like. Turns out, I've written down all six of my preferences down in the order that I want them to be. Its just a matter of time once I confirm my bonus points, etc before I actually submit it. I'd say my deadline would have to be a week or 2. I must get them in before the end of the month or else there goes one of my preference. Now that would be quite distressing as I would have to pick another one. Let me tell you, it ain't easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know, I'm uncapped on Tuesday with a new plan. Do you know what that means? More downloads. Dude, I downloaded so much stuff that my laptop's memory was 12 gigs off from being full. Luckily the rents realised this and went to buy me a 500gb portable hard drive. At the moment that is the second item that I cannot live without. Of course nothing can replace my laptop. My life is on there. My net is included in first place as well. LOL! I have everything from TV series, Movies, Anime and Drama. Thats a lot of stuff.&amp;nbsp; I only noticed that all the episodes of Pretty Little Liars that I have uploaded in the past are now unavailable. I'm sorry to those who relied on them to watch. Aren't you just addicted. I noticed that once I put those episodes on there seemed to be more visitors. I do download them and I'm always up to date. I'll see if I can upload them myself to avoid missing episodes. Until then I guess you guys have to visit &lt;a href="http://www.casttv.com/shows/pretty-little-liars"&gt;CastTV&lt;/a&gt; or jst Google it. :D Anyway. Do pay a visit to my tumblr. Hopefully you'll find it entertaining. My 30 Day Letter Challenge is running smoothly and splendidly. Some people even say I write great letters. I believe I write good ones too. Who knows maybe on one of the days you'll be the topic of my letter. Until the next post. Enjoy your days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: 40 hour famine in two weeks time. Guess who's doing it? ME! That's right. At the moment I'm focusing on getting as much sponsors as I can. Anyone want to sponsor me? It'd be much appreciated. Just leave a comment. I'm giving up food. Glorious food. So drink drink drink for me! What am I drinking that's a secret I'll never tell. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-4291361395268273771?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/4291361395268273771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=4291361395268273771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/4291361395268273771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/4291361395268273771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/08/total-isolation.html' title='total isolation'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-3455013515515032596</id><published>2010-08-03T22:36:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:36:08.226+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day letter challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>The 30 Day Letter Challenge.</title><content type='html'>So I began the 30 day Letter challenge on tumblr. Since I can't import the post straight onto blogspot I had to copy and paste. AHAHAHAH! So here you go. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i851.photobucket.com/albums/ab79/huongoncrack/P5020052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i851.photobucket.com/albums/ab79/huongoncrack/P5020052.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who might you ask is my best friend? You of  course. Yes you!. No not you. YOU! The one and only Seo-Jeong. You are  one amazingly hilarious person I have met. When you laugh, the laughter  is so loud and unique and the way you express it just makes me laugh  along with you. To the point where sometimes my laughs sound weird as  well. So I guess I have successfully accompanied you down that road. We  went through high school together. Although we didn’t officially become  friends until year nine but I have got to say that I haven’t regretted a  single moment spent with you. We are like a body. You the head, I the  body. We just won’t be complete without each other. We’ve been through  so many things together and it just seems like we’re inseparable. I  actually consider you my sister at times. You’re like the sister I never  had. I don’t even have a sister. LOL! When the going gets tough, the  tough gets going. You share secrets and emotions with me and vice versa.  If we didn’t tell each other things then we wouldn’t be true friends.  So I guess this letter is dedicated to you, consider it my token of  appreciation and a keepsake to remind you of how grateful I feel by  having you as a friend. A best friend. The only thing I’m fearful of is  if you leave for your hometown. The place of fashion and beauty will you  still remember this goofy friend of yours? Will we lose contact and  never talk to each other or see each other ever again? That is what I am  most afraid of. I’m afraid of losing you. Gosh, I must sound like a  homosexual at the moment. Anyway, aren’t you just happy that you are the  first person whom I write a letter to daily? First on the list. THE  BEST FRIEND!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-3455013515515032596?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/3455013515515032596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=3455013515515032596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/3455013515515032596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/3455013515515032596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-day-letter-challenge.html' title='The 30 Day Letter Challenge.'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-8727243212495274511</id><published>2010-08-03T21:05:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:05:25.753+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessions'/><title type='text'>I give up</title><content type='html'>Oh deary me. It seems that I have been captivated and tempted by society, the people around me, etc. Honestly I have no idea why I do these things. The issue is on the verge between peer pressure and just utter stupidity. I now want to confess to you all. The thing that I did was join &lt;a href="http://huongoncrack.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tumblr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I really never planned in joining nor did I plan on actually enjoying and liking this site/social network? But boy oh boy. I love it. Indeed I know that tumblr is another bloggin site which is similar to blogspot. So why did I join and create one? I honestly don't know. Maybe it's the fact that I enjoy trying new things. I am sincerely sorry. I hope that you will be able to forgive me. I will still update this blog of mine along with tumblr and twitter. Why not come by tumblr? Hope you will enjoy mine if you do decide to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-8727243212495274511?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/8727243212495274511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=8727243212495274511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/8727243212495274511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/8727243212495274511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-give-up.html' title='I give up'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-1866380717239948852</id><published>2010-08-01T15:41:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:41:11.841+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'>e08-please do talk about me when i'm gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.watch-pretty-little-liars-online.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/b01872349390e9ab8435e913f2bd41a1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.watch-pretty-little-liars-online.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/b01872349390e9ab8435e913f2bd41a1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby is missing and A is still out there. The girls are ready to say  goodbye to Alison as her memorial service approaches. However, Alison’s  brother Jason shows up and the gang quickly finds out that saying  goodbye is the last thing he wants to do. The clique wants to celebrate  Alison’s life in a peaceful and positive way, but with Detective Wilden  back on the scene and Jason taking over the girls realize they may not  have prepared for what is to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.casttv.com/embed/v47kap5" style="height: 375px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; width: 432px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-1866380717239948852?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/1866380717239948852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=1866380717239948852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/1866380717239948852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/1866380717239948852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/08/e08-please-do-talk-about-me-when-im.html' title='e08-please do talk about me when i&apos;m gone'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-3161888879690149177</id><published>2010-07-26T21:25:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:36:40.500+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerts'/><title type='text'>Entertain me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE1zbaTzpFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/kjZvTN1ZaHc/s1600/icon+7.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE1zbaTzpFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/kjZvTN1ZaHc/s400/icon+7.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In three months time it will be the end of my high school career along with other fellow SEN10RS &amp;amp; SEN10RITAS. So I was slowly attempting to complete my summative assignments, whilst a commercial break during Masterchef Grand Finale. Guess what I saw. Well even though, I already knew about this around a few months ago. Two concerts that I eagerly await for has finally reached television. These are the famous JASON DERULO and MICHAEL BUBLE! Yet, out of these two I can only attend one. I'm sorry Jason Derulo but my end of year exams are more important at the moment. I just hope that I won't regret this and that you will come back to Adelaide for another concert one day. Preferably SOON! Honestly all the ticket prices for the best seats in the house aren't  that expensive for these events in the Adelaide Entertainment Centre,  even if they were I'd still pay it.  Very very soon. So I guess this blog today will be a photo blog accompanied by a my wishlist.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE WISHLIST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jason Derulo Concert(Curse you exams)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Michael Buble Concert&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jack Johnson Concert&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Disney On Ice(I will not miss this one next year)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mary Poppins Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Musical&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Katherine Jenkins Concert&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Josh Thomas's Live Shows&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Adelaide Show(another one which I miss out due to school)&lt;/i&gt;&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE12Xdi_GhI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RiQ3iKRZOig/s1600/tickets.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE12Xdi_GhI/AAAAAAAAAUo/RiQ3iKRZOig/s640/tickets.jpg" width="640" /&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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE12lD_zZvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/bDD-LMdf8u4/s1600/michael+buble.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="379" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE12lD_zZvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/bDD-LMdf8u4/s640/michael+buble.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE12iBDEJEI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CqDBbdJWvSM/s1600/jack+johnson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="376" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE12iBDEJEI/AAAAAAAAAUw/CqDBbdJWvSM/s640/jack+johnson.jpg" width="640" /&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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE122YQer4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/JE7p5kf-xz8/s1600/katherine+jenkins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE122YQer4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/JE7p5kf-xz8/s640/katherine+jenkins.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I know for sure that I will definitely be present for the Michael Buble and Jack Johnson Concert. No way in the world am I missing out on him as well as Jason Derulo. I really do think that everyone should have a wishlist because this motivates you and aids in having yiy develop the initiative to aim to complete this list. Although, this list has no end. Things just keep getting piled on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-3161888879690149177?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/3161888879690149177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=3161888879690149177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/3161888879690149177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/3161888879690149177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/entertain-me.html' title='Entertain me'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TE1zbaTzpFI/AAAAAAAAAUg/kjZvTN1ZaHc/s72-c/icon+7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-1751960946307753301</id><published>2010-07-23T19:13:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-23T19:16:13.522+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'>e07-the homecoming hangover</title><content type='html'>Spencer, Hanna, Emily, Aria and tout le gang deal with homecoming dance. Everyone is in a flux and the girls must defuse the situation. They’re also hiding info about Toby, and ‘A’s text messages are cuasing tensions to rise and rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.casttv.com/embed/ijbe17" style="height: 375px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; width: 432px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-1751960946307753301?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/1751960946307753301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=1751960946307753301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/1751960946307753301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/1751960946307753301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/e07-homecoming-hangover.html' title='e07-the homecoming hangover'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-6668910742248803378</id><published>2010-07-14T19:50:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:51:51.242+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'>E06-There's no place like homecoming</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://www.watch-pretty-little-liars-online.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/pretty-little-liars-homecoming.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://www.watch-pretty-little-liars-online.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/pretty-little-liars-homecoming.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the homecoming decorating committee is knee deep in balloons, the four friends from Rosewood are just trying to stay afloat. Dealing with heartbreak, a boyfriend’s virginity pledge and a vengeful sister all takes a backseat when one girl makes a shocking homecoming date choice that puts her in a possibly sticky situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.casttv.com/embed/1f1be9" style="height: 375px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; width: 432px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-6668910742248803378?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/6668910742248803378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=6668910742248803378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/6668910742248803378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/6668910742248803378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/e06-theres-no-place-like-homecoming.html' title='E06-There&apos;s no place like homecoming'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-4452786666102255856</id><published>2010-07-14T19:44:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:52:47.787+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'>E05-Reality Bites Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.watch-pretty-little-liars-online.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/pretty-little-liars-online.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://www.watch-pretty-little-liars-online.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/pretty-little-liars-online.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher wants a kiss, Hannah’s dad is back in the picture, the mom knows about the affair, the boy has trouble choosing which sister to sleep with..and, A. Oh, and lesbians! So much to like.&lt;br /&gt;The girls must pay the penalty for trying to ignore ”A”. Whether it is a family in crisis, parental praise for an undeserved honor looming over their head or wearing totally unfashionable scrubs while working off a debt – the girls must deal with it all. And on top of that “A”’s lipstick message is still haunting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.casttv.com/embed/wjmf911" style="height: 375px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; width: 432px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-4452786666102255856?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/4452786666102255856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=4452786666102255856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/4452786666102255856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/4452786666102255856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/e05-reality-bites-me.html' title='E05-Reality Bites Me'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-5078110280007712544</id><published>2010-07-14T19:40:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:44:30.320+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'>E04-Can You Hear me Now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.watch-pretty-little-liars-online.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/0bf24b7893ac5c5e82e49816d660b94d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://www.watch-pretty-little-liars-online.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/0bf24b7893ac5c5e82e49816d660b94d.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last episode, Hefty Hannah crashed her (ex?) boyfriend’s car and there were some lesbian makeout pictures taken of others. The girls block e-mails and text messages from all unknown users in an attempt to stop “A,” but their problems are far from over. One girl receives a surprise visit, while another receives a gift from a prospective paramour. And just when things couldn’t get any more complicated, the girls find out that trying to keep “A” away comes with a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.casttv.com/embed/bg2qds" style="height: 375px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; width: 432px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-5078110280007712544?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/5078110280007712544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=5078110280007712544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/5078110280007712544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/5078110280007712544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/pll-can-you-hear-me-now.html' title='E04-Can You Hear me Now?'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-8427882451972042753</id><published>2010-07-14T19:21:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:44:45.020+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'>E03-To Kill A Mocking Girl</title><content type='html'>The girls try to pay tribute to Alison's memory, but they are still faced with unresolved issues. Aria has an unpleasant encounter with her father's former mistress, and Spencer must face a vengeful Melissa. Hanna is trying desperately to get her boyfriend to forget the 'old Hanna'. But with "A" taunting them every step of the way, the girls will find that leaving the past behind is much harder than they first thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="330"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.megavideo.com/v/TJMHMN8L609e432a1d5704913e3bcb5f828f2db6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.megavideo.com/v/TJMHMN8L609e432a1d5704913e3bcb5f828f2db6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/3281411593513019720-8427882451972042753?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/8427882451972042753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=8427882451972042753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/8427882451972042753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/8427882451972042753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/pll-to-kill-mocking-girl.html' title='E03-To Kill A Mocking Girl'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-2050418862690235316</id><published>2010-07-14T19:15:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:45:01.597+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'>E02-The Jenna Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TD2GjWP-p-I/AAAAAAAAATo/XuVEqgxs8oc/s1600/vlcsnap-2010-07-14-18h41m34s102.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TD2GjWP-p-I/AAAAAAAAATo/XuVEqgxs8oc/s400/vlcsnap-2010-07-14-18h41m34s102.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With Jenna's return to Rosewood, the girls are forced to face an unpleasant incident from their past that sealed their friendship forever, especially since "A" won't let them forget it. Meanwhile, questions about the night of Alison's disappearance begin to arise, as the events of that fateful night continue to haunt Aria, Spencer, Emily and Hanna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.casttv.com/embed/x6rpcy" style="height: 475px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-2050418862690235316?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/2050418862690235316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=2050418862690235316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/2050418862690235316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/2050418862690235316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/pll-jenna-thing.html' title='E02-The Jenna Thing'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TD2GjWP-p-I/AAAAAAAAATo/XuVEqgxs8oc/s72-c/vlcsnap-2010-07-14-18h41m34s102.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-7075491244510519103</id><published>2010-07-14T19:08:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:45:16.249+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'>E01-Pilot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TD2BbHkuC_I/AAAAAAAAATg/sz5FakZdHIg/s1600/episode+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TD2BbHkuC_I/AAAAAAAAATg/sz5FakZdHIg/s400/episode+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the Pretty Little Liars. There's Aria Montgomery, Spencer Hastings, Hanna Marin and Emily Fields. When their best friend Alison DiLaurentis goes missing, they all grow apart. The girls begin receiving text messages from a person known as 'A' who is planning to reveal all their secrets which only Alison knows. They quickly begin to suspect Alison is the one behind the text messages but they might have the wrong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.casttv.com/embed/cjbye71" style="height: 475px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-7075491244510519103?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/7075491244510519103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=7075491244510519103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/7075491244510519103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/7075491244510519103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/pll-pilot.html' title='E01-Pilot'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TD2BbHkuC_I/AAAAAAAAATg/sz5FakZdHIg/s72-c/episode+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-4505247677195775256</id><published>2010-07-14T18:25:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T18:29:58.093+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Little Liars'/><title type='text'>PLL</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Got a secret&lt;br /&gt;Can you keep it?&lt;br /&gt;Swear this one you'll save&lt;br /&gt;Better lock  it, in your pocket&lt;br /&gt;Taking this one to the grave&lt;br /&gt;If I show you then I know  you&lt;br /&gt;Won't tell what I said&lt;br /&gt;Cause two can keep a secret&lt;br /&gt;If one of them  is dead…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Secret-The Pierce&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ctchannel.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/pretty-little-liars.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://ctchannel.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/pretty-little-liars.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wonder what PLL is? Let me tell you. On one condition though. Or maybe two. Keep this a secret. NOT! Only joking brag about it as much as possible. Get your friends and family to my blog. Get them hooked on to whatever PLL is. Be rest assured that they will and so will you. Mark my words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ever since this PLL thing came out I was hooked right at the beginning. I was so hooked that I downloaded every single episode. I am up to date and cannot wait for every Wednesday to download another one. &lt;i&gt;Pretty Little Liars&lt;/i&gt; follows the lives of four high school girls who are best friends. Last summer, one of their friends went missing in the middle of the night and was never found again. A year went by, and things are now heating up. I don't really want to spoil it for you. So every time I download a new episode I will upload it straight on to this blog of mine. I really do hope you'd enjoy it since I am. Ever since &lt;i&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Vampire Diaries &lt;/i&gt;have been on a break, I felt like something was missing. Now I have found this something and whilst &lt;i&gt;GG&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;TVD&lt;/i&gt; are on a break and we are all waiting anxiously for their season premiere. Here is a substitute that will be worthwhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-4505247677195775256?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/4505247677195775256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=4505247677195775256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/4505247677195775256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/4505247677195775256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/got-secret.html' title='PLL'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-5043942712516522741</id><published>2010-07-12T22:21:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-12T22:29:24.470+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>a very productive day</title><content type='html'>Pre-note: A big shout out to &lt;a href="http://thechapterof-love.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah Phan&lt;/a&gt; for mentioning me in one of her posts. Yes I do miss you too. Remember the days where we would verse each other or sometimes team up and defeat Danny etc. in Find-a-Word. I must grab myself a few of those books to indulge myself in them when I'm bored and feeling down. OH! That's right and my jigsaw puzzle that Danny also gave me and how for some reason out of nowhere everyone made it with me. LOL! Good times spent at Saturday Viet School. Be sure to visit this lovely girl's blog. You won't be disappointed. It's like a breath of fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned in my previous post or two, I talked about how I will be having a birthday lunch with the girls. It turned out the most of them couldn't come so it only came down to just myself, Amy, Anne and Tram who enjoyed our time together at &lt;i&gt;Cafe Amore&lt;/i&gt; in which I chose myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cafe is exceptionally sophisticated and it has a very nice ambience. The food is alright I guess. Let me give you a warning beforehand if you ever decide to visit that cafe. &lt;b&gt;DO NOT&lt;/b&gt; order the Ravioli if extremely salty food doesn't excite those little taste buds of yours. They won't like it. By the way, a great drink to have if you are still under eighteen years of age is to order &lt;u&gt;Lemon Lime Bitters&lt;/u&gt;. This drink will get rid of any sickening feeling that you get when you have ate too much. Another warning. Finish the drink &lt;b&gt;AFTER&lt;/b&gt; the meal. Or else you will not be able to enjoy the rest of your dish. The &lt;i&gt;rocket salad&lt;/i&gt; there is &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;EXCEPTIONALLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; good. It is to die for. I give it five Anne stars. Ravioli was given one Anne star by Anne herself. We soon realised that for some strange reason. Our group has matured in a way that no one could ever think possible. We don't seem to go out to birthday parties and get all drunk and stuff anymore. We tend to go out for birthday lunches now. How sophisticated of us right? In a way that is good, but shouldn't that hit us next year instead of this year? So lunch ended. We all went our own ways as we had things to do. I for one only wanted to do one thing. Shop my heart out. I mean come on &lt;b&gt;SALES&lt;/b&gt;! Everywhere. Who could resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I roamed Rundle Mall all by myself and did three hours worth of shopping and honestly time and money spent wisely today. I bought myself a lingerie set down at &lt;i&gt;Myer&lt;/i&gt; along with a nice pair of leggings and stockings for thirty dirty bucks. Great bargain if I do say so myself. A pair of heels at which I spotted down at Betts. Very high black patent heels. I'd probably say it'd be a platform but then again who am I to say it is or not. They were only forty dollars. Pity I didn't have enough money on me. Stupid one dollar short. But let me tell you, I will get my hands on them. My &lt;s&gt;psychic skills&lt;/s&gt; tell me that it will be hot in my hands this upcoming Saturday. I will definitely take a photo for you guys when I buy it. Those aren't the only bargains I bought. I got two nice cocktail dresses perfect for any occasion at &lt;i&gt;Myer&lt;/i&gt; also. Both short, one strapless and the other has really thin straps. One is plain in color and simple and the other has little mini circle patterns, gray in color. The gray one? &lt;b&gt;Night out with Eve&lt;/b&gt;. The baby pink? &lt;b&gt;Wayne by Wayne Cooper&lt;/b&gt;. Let me tell you cheap bargains. The Wayne Cooper dress was the only one left whereas the Night out with Eve, if I can recall correctly had a few leftover. I scored myself my favorite brand of perfume in which I have ran out and have been meaning to get it.&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Vera Wang-Princess&lt;/span&gt;. This woman is amazing. She has wedding gowns, perfumes, home accessories etc. You should visit her &lt;a href="http://www.verawangonweddings.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.I finally found the perfect wallet to replace my old one. Although my old one is an authentic Gucci one, I thought since everyone is getting into the craze of having wallets in the form of a clutch. Why miss out on the hottest fashion statements these days. So I scored myself one of these wallets/clutches down at &lt;i&gt;Sportsgirl&lt;/i&gt;. I also bought a few pair of earrings at &lt;i&gt;Diva&lt;/i&gt;, you should really think of heading down there. Although these earrings weren't on sale. They were a part of the new range. The paris range and the Vintage range. Very elegant looking. Let me tell you another bargain. It was on sale down from thirty or was it twenty five. Well any one of those two prices, they only have a difference of five. So guess how much it got slashed down to? &lt;b&gt;Nine, ninety five&lt;/b&gt; baby! That's right! It was such a nice pattern. I think I took a photo of it. Maybe if I can find where I put it then I can post it on here along with the dishes we had today at &lt;i&gt;Cafe Amore&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I believe it is time for me to stop rambling on about my life. I think that maybe tomorrow I will post up more of my photos and write a few more stories for &lt;i&gt;The Nutmeg&lt;/i&gt;. So below are photos of the dishes at &lt;i&gt;Cafe Amore&lt;/i&gt; and guess what I found the photo of my wallet/clutch. So hope I didn't bore you out to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: &lt;i&gt;Cafe Amore&lt;/i&gt; is situated on Pulteney Street, Adelaide CBD. &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BUONA NOTTE TUTTI!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsLU15K_pI/AAAAAAAAASg/15f-MZ2HQrU/s1600/P7060310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsLU15K_pI/AAAAAAAAASg/15f-MZ2HQrU/s320/P7060310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Our Table&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsJl7cEnjI/AAAAAAAAARw/ZUkTOyVsXGY/s1600/P7060304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsJl7cEnjI/AAAAAAAAARw/ZUkTOyVsXGY/s320/P7060304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Anne's Ravioli di Spinach e Ricotta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsJy4W9AvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/3XooWMSb-g0/s1600/P7060305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsJy4W9AvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/3XooWMSb-g0/s320/P7060305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Cotaletta Parmigana&lt;/i&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsKDlGKbuI/AAAAAAAAASA/RIHDA3MfRb8/s1600/P7060306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsKDlGKbuI/AAAAAAAAASA/RIHDA3MfRb8/s320/P7060306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Amy's Cannelloni della Casa&lt;/i&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsKSq14HiI/AAAAAAAAASI/ARuVKTBxriU/s1600/P7060307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsKSq14HiI/AAAAAAAAASI/ARuVKTBxriU/s320/P7060307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tram's Chicken Caesar Salad &lt;/i&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsKen1UdjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/l46F-FbhVNo/s1600/P7060308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsKen1UdjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/l46F-FbhVNo/s320/P7060308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anne Sneakily taking a photo of Amy and myself digging in.&lt;/i&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsK55jbTpI/AAAAAAAAASY/arFAw2j8TpE/s1600/P7060309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsK55jbTpI/AAAAAAAAASY/arFAw2j8TpE/s320/P7060309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Amy and her meal&lt;/i&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsLjDYn7yI/AAAAAAAAASo/CaeN0mVP-hM/s1600/P7060311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsLjDYn7yI/AAAAAAAAASo/CaeN0mVP-hM/s320/P7060311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anne put off by the amount of sauce in her Ravioli dish.&lt;/i&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsL9Q-1xEI/AAAAAAAAASw/AsE1mGRIQCc/s1600/P7060312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsL9Q-1xEI/AAAAAAAAASw/AsE1mGRIQCc/s320/P7060312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;My clean plate. Attempted to finish it. FAILED&lt;/i&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsMHMIUWOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/8QqaBdyS-M4/s1600/P7060313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsMHMIUWOI/AAAAAAAAAS4/8QqaBdyS-M4/s320/P7060313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; Amy already full but also attempting to finish it. FAILED!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsMQ9h4lMI/AAAAAAAAATA/BSf7vsZwJwE/s1600/P7060314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsMQ9h4lMI/AAAAAAAAATA/BSf7vsZwJwE/s320/P7060314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Anne's thumbs down. The red stuff is ALL SAUCE&lt;/i&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsMbew6uTI/AAAAAAAAATI/WnLds-0nHuo/s1600/P7060315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsMbew6uTI/AAAAAAAAATI/WnLds-0nHuo/s320/P7060315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Felt bad to leave with all our plates unfinished. So we divided the garlic bread into four.&lt;/i&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsM383cHPI/AAAAAAAAATY/1wI0i-z2QLo/s1600/P7060316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsM383cHPI/AAAAAAAAATY/1wI0i-z2QLo/s320/P7060316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; Look at that clutch. Who's is it? MINE!&lt;/i&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsMlURgBhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/aS2ctiPT9mw/s1600/P7060318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsMlURgBhI/AAAAAAAAATQ/aS2ctiPT9mw/s320/P7060318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;And again. Only this time with my papaw.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-5043942712516522741?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/5043942712516522741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=5043942712516522741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/5043942712516522741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/5043942712516522741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/very-productive-day.html' title='a very productive day'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDsLU15K_pI/AAAAAAAAASg/15f-MZ2HQrU/s72-c/P7060310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-9001394494850786866</id><published>2010-07-11T16:36:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-11T17:06:51.059+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queen bee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the nerd prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='character'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the nutmeg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinky weathorton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><title type='text'>The nutmeg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDls9oh6AeI/AAAAAAAAARo/bUjsH-YSRis/s1600/4651839977_b6a1ba03f0_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDls9oh6AeI/AAAAAAAAARo/bUjsH-YSRis/s400/4651839977_b6a1ba03f0_o.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;***HL***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A warm welcome to you. So I have been uncapped for approximately thirty nine hours and forty one minutes, and let me tell you. I have downloaded so many movies that I have only nine gigabytes worth of free space in my laptop. It's amazing how I can almost use up two hundred and eighty six gigabytes when it's only been one year. So anyway, one of the movies that I downloaded is &lt;i&gt;The Clique&lt;/i&gt;, you could say it is a cross breed between &lt;i&gt;Gossip Girl &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;Mean Girls&lt;/i&gt;. However, one slight difference is it's based on girls in the seventh grade over in America, the country of glam and money. So anyway, today's post I will be known as &lt;b&gt;Pinky Weatherton&lt;/b&gt; whereby I am a teenage high school girl in her senior year and an editor for the school newspaper &lt;u&gt;The Nutmeg&lt;/u&gt;. Hope you do enjoy reading my stories. Good day to you all, HL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;THE NUTMEG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sunday, 11 July 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'How to Create Character'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Audiences often ask if characters are based on "real people." Indeed, the impulse of the amateur is to write about "who&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; one knows." The professional, on the other hand, understands the impossibility of such a task. The "creator" of the character must know more about the character than one could ever possibly know about a "real person". The author must possess complete knowledge: what the character was wearing on Christmas morning when he or she was five, what presents he or she received, who gave them, and how they were given. A "character", therefore, is a "real person" who exists in another plane, a parallel universe based on the author's perception of reality.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;When it comes to people - don't write about who you know, but what you know of human nature.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pinky Weathorton.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'The Queen Bee'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The trick to being a queen bee isn't necessarily beauty but industriousness. Beauty helps, but without the drive to get to the top and stay on top, beauty will only make you a bee-in-waiting. Passing down the crown to the next bee-in-waiting is like an annual tradition which commences once the old queen graduates. However, the new queen is always obvious. The 'Queen Bee' has beauty, blonde as can be, a cheerleader captain, ranked highest on the popularity scale and will always have THE accessory: the football team's captain. He has the looks, the reputation, the car but let's not forget the key feature that makes them both the perfect couple. The small brains. It is time to break the tradition. Any girl can be the Queen Bee, but what really is the point of having one if she's only got the looks and not the brain. The leader should be someone who has all the qualities of a perfect person. There really is no point in having a queen bee, if the only purpose of that person is to provide a rules and spread fear across the school. I would like to have this opportunity to give a shout-out to all the queen bees out there. After your year you will be officially irrelevant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pinky Weathorton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'The Nerd Prince'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It usually starts in September. If you're a girl, and a senior, you look around and wonder: Will I have a date for the prom? And if not, how can I find one? And this is where the Nerd Prince comes in.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He's the guy you overlooked in freshman, sophomore and junior year. First he was the short guy with the high voice. Then he was the taller guy with zits. And then, something happened. His voice deepened. He got contacts. And all of a sudden you find yourself sitting next to him in biology, and you think - hey, I could actually like this guy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And then the Nerd Prince has his pluses. Because he hasn't been corrupted by being the hot guy his whole life, he's grateful. And because he hasn't been yelled at by coaches or trampled on by the football team, he's actually kind of nice. You can trust him...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pinky Weathorton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;***HL***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There you go, what did you guys think about it? True? Or not? Do leave comments even if it's not about my posts. I'd love to hear from my readers. Enjoy the rest of the day people. I believe it is time for me now to check up on my facebook and update my twitter. It's been so long.Toodledoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S: Big shout out to my anonymous person who visited my formspring and decided to be a coward and write a statement to me. I hope you're enjoying your life being a coward. Just to let you know, if you haven't realized formspring is a place to ask the user questions! DUH!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-9001394494850786866?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/9001394494850786866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=9001394494850786866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/9001394494850786866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/9001394494850786866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/nutmeg.html' title='The nutmeg'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TDls9oh6AeI/AAAAAAAAARo/bUjsH-YSRis/s72-c/4651839977_b6a1ba03f0_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-8732097256994504027</id><published>2010-07-10T22:53:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:53:18.824+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instructions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><title type='text'>Public thoughts</title><content type='html'>Dearly beloved visitors, readers and followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see anything different? Of course you do, since you are so observant and in addition to that since I previously blogged about how there will be a change. That's right it's my layout! Ain't it just simply devine. Big shout out to &lt;a href="http://denise-.blogspot.com/"&gt;Denise&lt;/a&gt; for her wonderful skills. So, the title of my blog is &lt;i&gt;An Endless Dream!&lt;/i&gt; hence why I decided to use this layout as it perfectly complemented my blog. I have also collected thousands of other layouts whilst I was browsing through &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/"&gt;blogskins&lt;/a&gt; and I hope that occassionally I will change my layout to avoid boredom for you guys. Anyways, I added a little bit of stuff here and there such as the tiny counter and music player. Anyways, I will now briefly list out the navigation buttons for y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;(number)=number of comments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;add=leave a comment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;arrow=back to top&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dream a little dream of me.=links to Denise's sites&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;links is obviously links. Just click on it and there will be links to my personal sites and other people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So there you go that's it for my brief overview. I'd love to expand on my list of blogs, so want to advertise yourself or just want to be cool and be seen on that list? Leave a comment and I'll sure help you in any way that I can. I think that will be all for me to say today. What do you think of the new look? Like it? Hate it? Or if you just want to say hi? Leave a comment. I'd appreciate it. Until the next post. From the blogger of &lt;i&gt;An Endless Dream!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-8732097256994504027?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/8732097256994504027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=8732097256994504027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/8732097256994504027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/8732097256994504027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/public-thoughts.html' title='Public thoughts'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-6410530086744542483</id><published>2010-07-09T18:00:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:44:54.197+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Old in age, Young at heart.</title><content type='html'>So, I have been seventeen years old for exactly nine days already. Before then, all I ever thought about when people mentioned about my birthday was for me to never grow old and forever stay sixteen. Eventually I thought about what I would miss out. The fun, the parties, the clubs, the alcohol. Not to mention the hype of being legal and all. So I truly accepted what was coming. I tried to make it so that seventeen wouldn't be a big deal and would make me have fun and enjoy myself. Outings and events which I hosted with my dearly beloveds. First event? A family party with lots and lots of food. Second a heart felt day spent with that someone enjoying breakfast, movie, lunch and lots of walking. Next up on the agenda? A strictly girlfriends only event where we eat, have fun and watch a movie. Gee, it has been quite a while since I last blogged. Two weeks if I'm correct? Maybe a bit longer than that. I even thought about abandoning this blog of mine. Yet, here I am blogging again. Reunited. Letting you guys read my thoughts and rant on about my life. So here we are halfway through the year twenty ten and I am a seventeen year old now. Today I feel like blogging so much. So instead of bombarding you with all my thoughts all in one post. I will do it in so many posts. All in one day. Watch me as I amaze you with how many thoughts I have. Enjoy your reading. :) I have decided to do these posts tomorrow. XD! As I am now bored with my layout, so not only will I blog my heart out tomorrow, be excited as this blog of mine will look different! Until tomorrow people, BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-6410530086744542483?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/6410530086744542483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=6410530086744542483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/6410530086744542483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/6410530086744542483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/07/old-in-age-young-at-heart.html' title='Old in age, Young at heart.'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-910929327756448206</id><published>2010-06-19T23:46:00.008+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:51:11.021+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sterling Knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Reminiscing...</title><content type='html'>When we think of the living, however, we have a very different set of expectations.&lt;br /&gt;People who are alive are in process.&lt;br /&gt;They are &lt;i&gt;growing, developing, evolving, changing&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We speak to them and of them in the present tense.&lt;br /&gt;We can share a relationship with them.&lt;br /&gt;We can converse, argue, ask questions, share ideas.&lt;br /&gt;We value their presence.&lt;br /&gt;We cherish their companionship.&lt;br /&gt;Happy when they are near, we miss them when they are far away.&lt;br /&gt;They are a vital part of who we are; we matter to them and they to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;That was a little verse in the &lt;i&gt;Dominews&lt;/i&gt; in which I found very insightful at church today. Anyway, Friday the 18th of June 2010, marked the end of Harry Potter Week for the year twelves at St Aloysius College. Hone stly, I would do anything to relive that week all over again. As you must have read from my previous post, I was Cho Chang. XD So the week began with everyone into the Harry Potter mood. Most people had character names. Practically all characters were taken. Incredible. Our subjects changed, we were sorted into houses (I ended up being in Slytherin. Pretty devo), the tables in the study centre were aligned in columns, signs were put up, quidditch sign up sheets were up, Platform 9 and 3/4 was up, a sorting hat cake was made, cut and ate, etc.&amp;nbsp; The two most interesting was the Quidditch tournament and the shared lunch. Quidditch was absolutely amazing. Best experience I have had in my life. Nothing will be able to compare to it. There were only two teams. Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. Obviously Gryffindor won..... We had broomsticks, snitches, and bludgers. How amazing is that. Shared lunch? Stunning. So much food, everyone ate to the point of no return, well to the point they couldn't eat anymore, there was a massive bread in the shape of a crocodile, BUTTERBEER, cake, croquembouche, pasties, cake, pies, chips, biscuits, soft drinks, spiders etc. Most successful shared lunch ever. So the week ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend began, Saturday came. Pretty devastated this morning as I missed out on my weekend dose of Sonny with a Chance. To add on top of that. Saw a great pair of Monty heels today, for fifty bucks. That's right, FIFTY FRICKEN BUCKS! In a nice natural colour as well. Not to mention patent and high heels. But no. The heels had to be one centimetre too big for my feet. So I left the store pretty devastated. But then, mum decided to cheer me up by buying me a large cup of my favourite beverage at Gloria Jeans. A &lt;i&gt;Cookies and Cream Mocha Chiller&lt;/i&gt; heavenly much. Not to mention the fact that she bought me two books today. &lt;i&gt;The Carrie Diaries-Candace Bushnell&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner-Stephenie Meyer&lt;/i&gt;. So I spent the rest of my morning and afternoon. Sitting in my bed, endulging myself in my beverage and absorbing every single word contained in the two books. I was in my own fabulous world. For afternoon tea, I made myself a bowl of creamy chicken soup with toasted sandwich slices with spreaded butter. I got to admit, it was a great dish. Made me full for the rest of the day. So I downloaded a movie today. Disney's latest, StarStruck. Starring the one and only Sterling Knight from Sonny with a Chance. Great movie. Songs were amazing. So catchy that I ended up downloading the whole album. So now, I must complete my practise test for Chemistry, statistics project for maths studies, magazine cover reflection for english communications and so many more. My exams are nearing. I need to start revision for that also. Soon. Very very soon. So I must end my post here. I'll let you experience my week through the photos. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Harry Potter Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzfKqCwLeI/AAAAAAAAARY/ae-yceEcxMM/s1600/P6060027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzfKqCwLeI/AAAAAAAAARY/ae-yceEcxMM/s320/P6060027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The Great Hall&lt;/i&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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzB3eIwjRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/QNmdnBztgSY/s1600/P6060030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzB3eIwjRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/QNmdnBztgSY/s320/P6060030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The Fat Lady&lt;/i&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzC5K6J7nI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YED0Df6RSX0/s1600/P6060041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzC5K6J7nI/AAAAAAAAAO4/YED0Df6RSX0/s320/P6060041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Platform 9&amp;amp;3/4&lt;/i&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzCif5041I/AAAAAAAAAOw/KCuRQeAEIo4/s1600/P6060039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzCif5041I/AAAAAAAAAOw/KCuRQeAEIo4/s320/P6060039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Moaning Myrtle is watching you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzEezFGbwI/AAAAAAAAAPA/892kf4x-vfY/s1600/P6120054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzEezFGbwI/AAAAAAAAAPA/892kf4x-vfY/s320/P6120054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; The Quidditch Sign up sheet&lt;/i&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzItFSUfoI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4iIFE1ogVmw/s1600/P6120061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzItFSUfoI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4iIFE1ogVmw/s320/P6120061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Snitches&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzI9YNKvWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/8sarNXiApxE/s1600/P6120062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzI9YNKvWI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/8sarNXiApxE/s320/P6120062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; The audience&lt;/i&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzJSj3Zn5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/pOaeQKR45BI/s1600/P6120063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzJSj3Zn5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/pOaeQKR45BI/s320/P6120063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Broomsticks&lt;/i&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; 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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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzKfZGKPPI/AAAAAAAAAPw/NQOTXU7Z_tw/s1600/P6120070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzKfZGKPPI/AAAAAAAAAPw/NQOTXU7Z_tw/s320/P6120070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gryffindor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&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 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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzL2rNVVsI/AAAAAAAAAQI/hOUFfiUpSp0/s1600/P6120117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzL2rNVVsI/AAAAAAAAAQI/hOUFfiUpSp0/s320/P6120117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quidditch in action&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzNC47Jf6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Fw2O-KgXD1Y/s1600/36873_130743240279755_100000322398265_232599_4946974_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzNC47Jf6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Fw2O-KgXD1Y/s320/36873_130743240279755_100000322398265_232599_4946974_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quidditch contestants&lt;/i&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzNertveyI/AAAAAAAAAQY/mWIRnM2Zr8M/s1600/28285_407687363186_519203186_4235534_2362806_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzNertveyI/AAAAAAAAAQY/mWIRnM2Zr8M/s320/28285_407687363186_519203186_4235534_2362806_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pizza&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzNscLg5cI/AAAAAAAAAQg/00LKVPCmgXs/s1600/28285_407687368186_519203186_4235535_3484590_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzNscLg5cI/AAAAAAAAAQg/00LKVPCmgXs/s320/28285_407687368186_519203186_4235535_3484590_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Butterbeer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Saturday 19th June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The following photos have been editted by me. Photos were taken by me. So I can proudly say, that I have somehow extended my small skills in photography and editting photos. All thanks to &lt;i&gt;Photoscape&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Photoshop. &lt;/i&gt;So so proud of myself. &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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzOMxQmwgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GNPfid-jQKo/s1600/P6140156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzOMxQmwgI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GNPfid-jQKo/s400/P6140156.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;A relaxing morning&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzOrcnVWTI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8E-2ysBN7Vg/s1600/5111_1194485341665_1214373552_30580215_821922_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzOrcnVWTI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8E-2ysBN7Vg/s320/5111_1194485341665_1214373552_30580215_821922_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzOxjkHo4I/AAAAAAAAARA/xXdTQZf48zc/s1600/P3270036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzOxjkHo4I/AAAAAAAAARA/xXdTQZf48zc/s320/P3270036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzO2JGROHI/AAAAAAAAARI/fLTo47vYATY/s1600/P6140156+%282%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzO2JGROHI/AAAAAAAAARI/fLTo47vYATY/s320/P6140156+%282%29.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brings back memories from my childhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzO8Ew_fFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/nzhwTvBESBY/s1600/24o0v2t.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzO8Ew_fFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/nzhwTvBESBY/s320/24o0v2t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o what do you think about my photos? Like them? Hate them? Any advice? Any improvements? Do comment, your help would be much appreciated. OH! and anyone, seriously anyone at all. Know of any shops in Adelaide that has Polaroid films available for the public to purchase? I really want to use my Polaroid camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;StarStruck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="file-info"&gt;&lt;/span&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;/div&gt;Here is the movie for you all to enjoy. Ain't I nice. Anyway, currently trying to find a higher quality version. If I can't I'll just upload my downloaded version one day. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Tell me what you think afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe border="0" frameborder="0" height="415" scrolling="no" src="http://www.zshare.net/videoplayer/player.php?SID=dl017&amp;amp;FID=72923766&amp;amp;FN=Starstruck%20SDTV%20XViD%20-%20IMAGiNE%20www.filmupdatelist.com.flv&amp;amp;iframewidth=648&amp;amp;iframeheight=415&amp;amp;width=640&amp;amp;height=370&amp;amp;H=72923766c6d8b269" width="648"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StarStruck, the official music video. The catchiest song ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rOuErtbjslY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rOuErtbjslY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-910929327756448206?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/910929327756448206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=910929327756448206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/910929327756448206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/910929327756448206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/06/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing...'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBzfKqCwLeI/AAAAAAAAARY/ae-yceEcxMM/s72-c/P6060027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-2797479381033507477</id><published>2010-06-15T22:19:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-15T22:21:18.511+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Stay away from me.</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;/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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBd22qdWerI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TVC0l9mrEf0/s1600/7-3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBd22qdWerI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TVC0l9mrEf0/s400/7-3.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stay away from me.&lt;/i&gt; A harsh statement/phrase isn't it. However, some people deserve to be treated harshly for what they have done. They should know that "&lt;i&gt;What goes around, comes around&lt;/i&gt;". Sorry, but it's the truth. The person whom I want to read this blog will never be able to navigate to this blog of mine. They will never know how I feel and what I think of them. I am not someone who can take being put on the spot in situations. I am not the person whom people want me to be. I am me. I have my own opinions, my own beliefs, my own life, my own choices and my own emotions. No one can force me to feel what they want me to feel. I feel what I want to feel. Whether its happiness, sadness, stressed, tired, angry, frustrated, fussy, etc. &lt;b&gt;I am me&lt;/b&gt;! Yet &lt;u&gt;some&lt;/u&gt; people just don't understand this. It's like they have no form of common sense whatsoever. One day they will leave me no choice but to inform the police and obtain a restraining order. That way, I will be able to feel safe, and treated like a human being who can do whatever they please. Insane right? But, I am the person who will go to that extreme measure once I have been pushed to the limit. So if YOU (the person whom will never read this and understand the harm that they are causing on me) do not eventually stop. Don't blame me for the outcomes. You will only have yourself to blame as you are the one who started it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-2797479381033507477?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/2797479381033507477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=2797479381033507477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/2797479381033507477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/2797479381033507477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/06/stay-away-from-me.html' title='Stay away from me.'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBd22qdWerI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/TVC0l9mrEf0/s72-c/7-3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-1920871259854819339</id><published>2010-06-12T21:05:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:05:02.662+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relief'/><title type='text'>Joy to the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBNweDv1d8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/CsYrB9FdHTo/s1600/13-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBNweDv1d8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/CsYrB9FdHTo/s320/13-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the banner above says. '&lt;i&gt;Happiness is only real when shared&lt;/i&gt;'. So here I am sharing my happy thoughts with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finally&lt;/b&gt; a long weekend. No one can be as happy as I am right this instance. God, senior year has been a living nightmare for me. And I'm pretty sure everyone else in year twelve is sharing a mutual feeling with me. Amazingly, for the first time I have &lt;i&gt;finished all my homework and assignments&lt;/i&gt; in &lt;b&gt;one night&lt;/b&gt;. Now my long weekend can just be left for me to relax, facebook, movies, Gilmore Girls, The Big Bang Theory, sleeping, sleeping, baking, baking and more baking! Vancy's birthday this upcoming Tuesday, got to get a move on with deciding on what cake to bake for her to bring in for the group. However, my orthopedic appointment is first thing on Tuesday. Great! Can't wait.... =_=" Honestly, I do not want to go at all, but it is for my own good and I want to know what's wrong with my stupid eye. Hopefully nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mid-year exams are coming up. Year tens and elevens get to go first though. To be truthful, we year twelves whilst walking towards the bio, chem and physics lab, we see the little year tens crying and talking to their teachers saying how stressed out they were from all the work and exams and stuff. Honestly. You are a year ten. We are year twelves. This is our final year, the big year, the year that will decide how our lives will be in a few years. We are supposed to be the ones who are stressed out, crying etc. &lt;b&gt;Not you&lt;/b&gt;. Although, my mid-year exams are coming up in a fortnight. I believe I should study now. To hell with it, tomorrow I will start. So I found out my exam timetable two weeks ago. When we were first notified that the timetables will be handed out during admin, part of me didn't want it and wanted to believe that the exams will never happen. That wasn't the case. Then the other part of me wanted to look at it to know when my last day of term is and whether or not I have any exams on my birthday. Thank heavens I had&lt;b&gt; no exams &lt;/b&gt;on&lt;b&gt; my birthday&lt;/b&gt;. So that day can be for me to study hardcore for my last two exams. Italian and finally Chemistry. Honestly why does Chemistry have to be last. Anyways, so my birthday this year will be spent with him and all we are going to do is head out for lunch. Since his exams end a week earlier than me. &lt;i&gt;Lucky person&lt;/i&gt;. You might be thinking, what about my friends? Well, hopefully everyone I want to spend my birthday with will be free, so that I can have lunch with them during the holidays. Just to let you know, my holidays aren't holidays. They are like school for me this year. I spend my time at holiday seminars every single day, every single week during the holidays. All that I am hoping for at the moment is for &lt;i&gt;school to officially end&lt;/i&gt;, for me to &lt;i&gt;graduate&lt;/i&gt;, have my &lt;i&gt;three month summer holiday&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;party party &lt;b&gt;PARTY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will be turning seventeen soon in two weeks time. I don't want to get older. But then if I don't grow up, then I will never reach eighteen, become a legal adult, drink alcohol (&lt;i&gt;like I don't anyway&lt;/i&gt;), go clubbing, not to mention going to the casino for the first and last time. XD So my friends have been asking whether or not I will be hosting an eighteenth. My answer? Hell yes! It's my eighteenth. Why wouldn't I?! I was thinking of hosting a masquerade party or a dress up party with or without a theme.&amp;nbsp; What do you think? Any suggestions? Feel free to comment and leave me with your wonderful opinions and thoughts. Even if it's just a friendly greeting then I would really appreciate it. I got to get back to my beloved Gilmore Girls now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S:&lt;/b&gt; My year level is hosting a &lt;i&gt;Harry Potter Week&lt;/i&gt;. I honestly cannot wait any minute longer. &lt;u&gt;I am the SAC Cho Chang of 2010&lt;/u&gt;. LOLOLOL! Myself, Natalie Carfora, Kate Riggs and Jessica Sands stayed back on Friday until five o'clock decorating the year twelve common room. I took photos, but I'm &lt;b&gt;not allowed&lt;/b&gt; to post them or upload them on facebook at all until Tuesday comes along. I promise I will post the photos up as soon as friday night comes. Until then have a wonderful long weekend and enjoy it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toodledoo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-1920871259854819339?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/1920871259854819339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=1920871259854819339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/1920871259854819339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/1920871259854819339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/06/joy-to-world.html' title='Joy to the world.'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TBNweDv1d8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/CsYrB9FdHTo/s72-c/13-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-7433231220258332806</id><published>2010-06-05T21:45:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:50:54.453+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Night That Was......</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!"&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;That's right, this post will be about &lt;i&gt;the night that was absolutely amazing&lt;/i&gt;. You want to know what this night was? Do you? Do you really?&amp;nbsp; LOL! Well, I was supposed to blog about it like what? Three weeks ago? But don't you worry about that cause now I'm here and about to update you with that night. So about April I blogged about my formal dress and stated myself that I would blog about the night that I wore that magnificent dress of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the night came, the day couldn't have ended better than with my whole group of friends and their dates gathered together with the rest of the year 12 cohort all &lt;b&gt;dressed up and pretty&lt;/b&gt;. Honestly, the food? Should have been better. My vegetarian dish was a disaster... too salty for my liking, and I'm a salty food lover. The dessert? A chocolate tart, extremely sweet. Got sick of it after a few forkfuls. Decorations, I expected better since I attended most of the SRC meetings regarding formal preparations. A bit disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this post wasn't created so that I can list and discuss about the cons of the formal. The sole purpose is to just rant and rant on about &lt;b&gt;the night&lt;/b&gt; until I run out of things to talk about and probably by the time you guys get sick and tired of me talking about it. On the day, my school instead of being like any other school and making the students attend lessons during the day; we have a traditional school event that is held once every year on the day of the formal. That's right, our school is cool when it comes to allowing the students to bludge lessons. XD. The event? &lt;i&gt;Walkathon&lt;/i&gt;. That's right, a walkathon. This event doesn't last for the whole day. Oh Lord no. It only lasts for 2 and a half hours. After that, the year 12's get to leave at 1pm to go and get ready for the big night. Unfortunately, the students below us a year get to leave at the same time too as our formals are joint. Yes, that's right. I'm talking about the year 11's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, where was I. OH! That's right. My group all ended up going home to have a shower, eat lunch, relax and then get ready. Some had hair and make-up appointments, the rest just went home. Me? I, not only went home but at 3 I departed my house to go over to Amy's shack. We had a formal appointment with each other. LOL! We prepared and talked and talked some more. Unfortunately talking while applying make up is a &lt;b&gt;big distraction&lt;/b&gt; and a cause for lateness. So we rushed. However, we weren't the only ones that were late. Anne had to pick us up and when we called her, she only just started on her hair. So instead of sticking to our schedule to arrive at Lisa's house for pre-drinks and light snacks at 5. We were &lt;u&gt;an hour late&lt;/u&gt;. Some were even an hour and a half late. LOLOLOLOLOL! All in all, we eventually arrived, corsages were presented and tied and all departed in 4 cars to arrive at the final destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Adelaide Festival Theatre's Banquet Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the formal: we &lt;i&gt;ate, danced, took photos &lt;/i&gt;(&lt;u&gt;both professional and unprofessional&lt;/u&gt;), &lt;i&gt;voted&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;laughed&lt;/i&gt; and practically enjoyed our time together. Awards were given out on the night, two of us from the group won awards. Myself=&lt;i&gt;Most Formal Obsessed&lt;/i&gt;, Anne=&lt;i&gt;Future Picasso&lt;/i&gt;. The event was concluded with a speech made by our two presidents Sarah Del Fante and Emma O'Shaugnessy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with me going home with a balloon, a corsage, an award sash, half of my once a full pair of diamond earrings (&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;which my mum constantly nagged me about for the next few days&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;. =.=""") and two sore feet (&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;in need of a massage and a warm bucket of water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;). :D So that was my twelve hours worth of fun and memories spent wisely on the &lt;b&gt;Friday 7th of May 2010&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, are some photos that were taken on the day. I hope you will be able to experience or get a sense of the vibe that was going on around me just by looking at them. &lt;b&gt;Enjoy&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;070510&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo4Ru2LcrI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ca1ooVnVJ5U/s1600/31757_392588978212_571978212_4001287_5987525_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo4Ru2LcrI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ca1ooVnVJ5U/s320/31757_392588978212_571978212_4001287_5987525_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Amy &amp;amp; Myself&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo4Oz_z-CI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fkpiTkoRVeY/s1600/31757_392588963212_571978212_4001284_7971413_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo4Oz_z-CI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fkpiTkoRVeY/s320/31757_392588963212_571978212_4001284_7971413_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And Again&lt;/i&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo3dhBxPVI/AAAAAAAAALo/9WgFVAdiMic/s1600/0059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo3dhBxPVI/AAAAAAAAALo/9WgFVAdiMic/s320/0059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Function Room&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo3VS4yB7I/AAAAAAAAALg/gjNLQpN-82k/s1600/0058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo3VS4yB7I/AAAAAAAAALg/gjNLQpN-82k/s320/0058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; The Two Presidents: Emma &amp;amp; Sarah&lt;/i&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo3hCj0JUI/AAAAAAAAALw/tL3BlzC7QtU/s1600/0171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo3hCj0JUI/AAAAAAAAALw/tL3BlzC7QtU/s320/0171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Sash says it all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo3jVwPV1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/PR5tRYEyNA4/s1600/0185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo3jVwPV1I/AAAAAAAAAL4/PR5tRYEyNA4/s320/0185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; The Future Picasso&lt;/i&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo34xo2ECI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_-YbtLh1-qQ/s1600/0450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo34xo2ECI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_-YbtLh1-qQ/s320/0450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Amazing Group&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo3xETx4MI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XqrWpcwmbwk/s1600/0424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo3xETx4MI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XqrWpcwmbwk/s320/0424.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Imitation of our Italian Teacher, Ms Allmand&lt;/i&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo4WK26lEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-Q1KHOxh4mE/s1600/31757_392588988212_571978212_4001288_2733204_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo4WK26lEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-Q1KHOxh4mE/s320/31757_392588988212_571978212_4001288_2733204_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Phuong, Amy, Tram, Anne, Vancy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo6wMRCHAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1mycYFsfAPo/s1600/28103_1476683436441_1214373552_31395110_5072879_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo6wMRCHAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1mycYFsfAPo/s320/28103_1476683436441_1214373552_31395110_5072879_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Lisa, Seo-Jeong, Jemma, Candice, Sunila, Tessa, Daniella &amp;amp; Myself&lt;/i&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo7Hfq-XQI/AAAAAAAAANA/DY88NSingMM/s1600/Wednesday,+2+June+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo7Hfq-XQI/AAAAAAAAANA/DY88NSingMM/s320/Wednesday,+2+June+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Year 12 Italian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo7Q6iBZyI/AAAAAAAAANI/cMr697yVM9U/s1600/Wednesday,+2+June+2010+%2811%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo7Q6iBZyI/AAAAAAAAANI/cMr697yVM9U/s320/Wednesday,+2+June+2010+%2811%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Daniella &amp;amp; Myself&lt;/i&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;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo7s2s2o6I/AAAAAAAAANg/LuXB_D39fyk/s1600/Wednesday,+2+June+2010+%286%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo7s2s2o6I/AAAAAAAAANg/LuXB_D39fyk/s320/Wednesday,+2+June+2010+%286%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Back: Joseph, Hung, Alex, Chris&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Front: Myself, Lisa, Tarra, Linh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo7-EDsD9I/AAAAAAAAANo/SBPW0GgPEY0/s1600/Wednesday,+2+June+2010+%284%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo7-EDsD9I/AAAAAAAAANo/SBPW0GgPEY0/s320/Wednesday,+2+June+2010+%284%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;XD&lt;/i&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo8HmdrFAI/AAAAAAAAANw/et-Sqvn4QPk/s1600/Wednesday,+2+June+2010+%283%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo8HmdrFAI/AAAAAAAAANw/et-Sqvn4QPk/s320/Wednesday,+2+June+2010+%283%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lisa, Myself, Tarra, Linh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo8Pooc76I/AAAAAAAAAN4/-KS2-XGINbY/s1600/Wednesday,+2+June+2010+%282%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo8Pooc76I/AAAAAAAAAN4/-KS2-XGINbY/s320/Wednesday,+2+June+2010+%282%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Natalie with her favorite girl.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S: There are like hundreds of photos. These are just a few. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&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/3281411593513019720-7433231220258332806?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/7433231220258332806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=7433231220258332806&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/7433231220258332806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/7433231220258332806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/06/night-that-was.html' title='The Night That Was......'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAo4Ru2LcrI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ca1ooVnVJ5U/s72-c/31757_392588978212_571978212_4001287_5987525_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-4482005669767736116</id><published>2010-06-01T18:37:00.079+09:30</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:55:37.936+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma Watson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rupert Grint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Radcliffe'/><title type='text'>So magical, Yet fictional.</title><content type='html'>Today, is the &lt;u&gt;start&lt;/u&gt; of a new season and the beginning of the month at which I was brought into this world. These past few months; the weather, school, health and money has been hectic for me. As I mentioned in one of my previous post my eye was given the okay from the doctor. Yet, today I come home to find a message for me requesting for me to come into the office and have a chat! I mean seriously a chat, once I heard the word "chat" this gut feeling came to play and I knew that something was wrong. I just knew it. At the moment I have no clue what is wrong with me, all I can do is sit here hopelessly and await for the day of the appointment to come so I can finally be updated. So, I am tired and not exactly content. however, I remembered in double chemistry today Amy reminded me of a Youtube clip that our teacher showed us earlier this term and I re-watched it just then. Amazingly I forgot how this clip could bring a smile to my face, actually smile is an understatement more like laughter! After watching it, the song (tune if you want to correct me) is now stuck in my head and so I have decided to base this post on Harry Potter! I have included the clip below, just to let you all get wrapped in this clip's sweet little hands! Because '&lt;i&gt;SHARING IS CARING!&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tx1XIm6q4r4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tx1XIm6q4r4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may still remember that the first movie of the Harry Potter sequel was released 10 years ago. Back then Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint and Emma Watson were just little kids. Now we know them as big movie stars who have grown significantly.&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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATlIjlB6dI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZEYPXnZRNFE/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATlIjlB6dI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZEYPXnZRNFE/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Past&lt;/i&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATltd5TcBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iMX6G95pCCU/s1600/harrypotterfashionmor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATltd5TcBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iMX6G95pCCU/s320/harrypotterfashionmor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Present&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't have much to comment about Daniel and Rupert but Emma on the other hand! Emma Watson a teenager just like me, yet so god damn prettier than me!&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Yes, you're sensing jealousy from me. She's got the package, I'm sure you'll understand for me. LOL! The looks, the brain(?), the career, the money, the support, the clothes, the publicity etc. The list goes on people. I'm jealous mostly of the fact that she's Burberry's model! I WANT TO MODEL FOR BURBERRY! (*drools) Anyway, here are some photos of Emma that I believe are just absolutely stunning. This could possibly be the longest post I have written (typed) so far in this blog of mine. Enjoy, while I do other things. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATrt1wTLcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uQlp4nwszRs/s1600/actress-emma-watson-people-tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATrt1wTLcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uQlp4nwszRs/s320/actress-emma-watson-people-tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even when she's getting touched up, she looks so beautiful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATsLzQ7C2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/1cTK3ekZR7o/s1600/efkz84.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATsLzQ7C2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/1cTK3ekZR7o/s320/efkz84.jpg.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of the many wonderful Burberry photos&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATtCZ7-deI/AAAAAAAAALI/SOsXl1Koi_E/s1600/emma-watson-photo-shoot.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATtCZ7-deI/AAAAAAAAALI/SOsXl1Koi_E/s320/emma-watson-photo-shoot.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Speechless.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATt31MRMWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/S-qBbkXmhhs/s1600/34171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATt31MRMWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/S-qBbkXmhhs/s320/34171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Magical Trio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-4482005669767736116?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/4482005669767736116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=4482005669767736116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/4482005669767736116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/4482005669767736116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-magical-yet-fictional.html' title='So magical, Yet fictional.'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TATlIjlB6dI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZEYPXnZRNFE/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-8763352328477323965</id><published>2010-05-30T17:40:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:40:35.276+09:30</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Don't be afraid, out with it! &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/huongoncrack" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/huongoncrack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-8763352328477323965?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/8763352328477323965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=8763352328477323965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/8763352328477323965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/8763352328477323965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspringme_30.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-3585384850277917226</id><published>2010-05-29T22:20:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-29T22:20:40.706+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>Decisions, decisions, decisions. If you can't make your own decisions then what is the purpose of living. I believe that every single unique and individual person has the right to make their own decisions regarding themselves. This makes me wonder why some people just &lt;i&gt;LOVE&lt;/i&gt; to interfere in other people's lives and are unable to just keep their noses to themselves. I mean I am &lt;b&gt;100%&lt;/b&gt; sure that nobody wants to have decisions made for them. So why do some people choose to interfere when they clearly don't want to have anyone involved in their choices. It's just so hypocritical of them. Get over yourselves and most of all get out of other peoples business! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ineedmotivation.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/am2-00001decisions-posters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.ineedmotivation.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/am2-00001decisions-posters.jpg" width="239" /&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/3281411593513019720-3585384850277917226?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/3585384850277917226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=3585384850277917226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/3585384850277917226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/3585384850277917226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/05/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-8939351458891190202</id><published>2010-05-29T22:06:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-29T22:06:47.911+09:30</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Don't be afraid, out with it! &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/huongoncrack" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/huongoncrack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-8939351458891190202?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/8939351458891190202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=8939351458891190202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/8939351458891190202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/8939351458891190202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspringme_29.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-1419703137408026069</id><published>2010-05-29T16:46:00.006+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-29T22:50:28.631+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The many thanks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #999999; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAEUgrf9DlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3tmZwHuALVw/s1600/009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAEUgrf9DlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3tmZwHuALVw/s320/009.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999; font-family: inherit;"&gt;At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping it all over his lap. When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him by never even bothering to practice. When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to football to one birthday party after another. You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back. When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row. When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked him by waiting until he left the house. When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion. You thanked him by telling him he had no taste. When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter. When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug. You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked. When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You thanked him by taking it every chance you could. When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him by being on the phone all night. When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn. When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags. You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn’t be embarrassed in front of your friends. When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you how deep he loved you. You thanked him by moving halfway across the country. When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him . You thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their children. And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on &lt;b&gt;YOUR HEART&lt;/b&gt;. If you love your dad, re-blog&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-1419703137408026069?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/1419703137408026069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=1419703137408026069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/1419703137408026069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/1419703137408026069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/05/many-thanks.html' title='The many thanks.'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TAEUgrf9DlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3tmZwHuALVw/s72-c/009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-6915348296207546228</id><published>2010-05-28T18:55:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-28T19:04:01.474+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Jordan'/><title type='text'>The emotional experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, this post was postponed so many times. Like you don't even want to know. Well, I finally found the time to finish it off. So here we go with another one of my posts where I ramble on about nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since two weeks ago, when I got my new pair of glasses. &lt;strike&gt;My heart sank. &lt;/strike&gt;Let me tell you, it kept on sinking. I tried to do so many things just to attempt to get it to float again. Yet, day after day it continued to sink and sadness began to rise. Although, that was how I felt for the past two weeks. My heart has finally resurfaced and it is now time for me to celebrate as results have been revealed and I am &lt;b&gt;OKAY&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyway, so I was roaming around on Youtube and I discovered a new artist. That's right a new artist. Let me tell you, normally I'd only listen to &lt;i&gt;RnB&lt;/i&gt; songs and upbeat songs. I would occasionally listen to slow songs, yet, I have found myself to &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; this song. Although while watching this music video, I have picked out a few habits of this singer. But all in all, I still love the song. Currently trying to search for the song online so that I can download it. So far.... no luck whatsoever! Hopefully I will be able to find it soon. Anyway, I've posted the music video below. 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&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/huongoncrack" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/huongoncrack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-7918140480115459807?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/7918140480115459807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=7918140480115459807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/7918140480115459807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/7918140480115459807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-9190318026480469714</id><published>2010-05-15T21:46:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-15T21:46:29.873+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='limit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>How far is far?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S-6HkmjTr0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/_qBxjFGD-c8/s1600/2984746890_ba2627662c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S-6HkmjTr0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/_qBxjFGD-c8/s320/2984746890_ba2627662c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever went for a stroll to reflect on your day, actions or thoughts? A walk that seems like forever, one that gets you thinking and thinking until you no longer want to reach your destination? One that makes you eager to continue the walk until the end of time cause of how relaxing you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, there's just one issue. When is the end of time? Think about it, when the going gets tough, the tough gets going and you run far far away to hide. But &lt;i&gt;how far is far&lt;/i&gt;? At the end of the cliff no matter how high you're high up, you will always come to a halt when jumping off of one. You either meet death or you enter a whole new world. So you could say, the sky is the limit. Literally. Only, if you're going up! On the other hand, if you're traveling horizontally, then obviously the sky &lt;b&gt;IS NOT&lt;/b&gt; the limit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-9190318026480469714?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/9190318026480469714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=9190318026480469714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/9190318026480469714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/9190318026480469714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-far-is-far.html' title='How far is far?'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S-6HkmjTr0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/_qBxjFGD-c8/s72-c/2984746890_ba2627662c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-7438716777211472695</id><published>2010-05-15T14:19:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-15T14:19:35.913+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one shot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>One Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S-4fwrjzH3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/DNTbpNnrYxA/s1600/UQgp2j9oBg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S-4fwrjzH3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/DNTbpNnrYxA/s200/UQgp2j9oBg.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I were a builder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then you'd have a castle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Drive on the highest mountain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And if i were a billionaire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'd give you every material thing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But unfortunately all I have to give to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is an imperfect heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But it's a heart that beats only for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words, emotions, thoughts, meanings, all of those helped one man to form a song. A song where&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;there's a sense of urgency and commitment is conveyed. A person finally coming to realize his true feelings for another, yet all is too late. The other had waited too long, to the point where they have decided to move on as they cannot endure the pain any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song makes you wonder, can someone really become that committed and feel a sense of regret when they let someone go, someone that will never return once given freedom? It makes you think about the saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you love someone let them go. If they return they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S-4l9Cu5TDI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/JyeYYtWja-o/s1600/free-caged-birds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S-4l9Cu5TDI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/JyeYYtWja-o/s320/free-caged-birds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I believe that this saying can both work and fail. If you think carefully, in a way the saying means that once someone is set free and one wants them back it means that they miss them. Yet, it is all too late to turn things back. People need to realize and make up their minds or maybe even take chances and take that extra step. If both are friends, why not risk your friendship and explore a whole new dimension with that person instead of cowering away afraid of losing the relationship. Life is about taking risks and the same thing applies to love also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-7438716777211472695?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/7438716777211472695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=7438716777211472695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/7438716777211472695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/7438716777211472695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-shot.html' title='One Shot'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S-4fwrjzH3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/DNTbpNnrYxA/s72-c/UQgp2j9oBg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-4770961089451981483</id><published>2010-04-28T22:55:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:48:22.624+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>What is the point anymore?</title><content type='html'>It's late, I'm tired, yet my head is filled up with so much anger, feeling heart broken, experiencing delusions, making irrational decisions that seem to be rational at present. The only way to ease this load off my back is by blogging. &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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S9guLrUaMaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/SGIYH8VZoEM/s1600/promisess600x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S9guLrUaMaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/SGIYH8VZoEM/s400/promisess600x600.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Promise are made to keep". &lt;/i&gt;This saying is just a bunch of bullshit, if it really is true why do I find the people closest to me mistreating me and my emotions. Admit it, promises just aren't meant to exist, that's how I see it. If you don't see where I am coming from, then please let me explain myself. Ever ask yourself the reason as to why a promise is made to you and you feel all happy inside sensing a bit of hope, yet you find yourself experiencing excruciating pain when you realize that the promise was just a hoax. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deceptions, Lies, Betrayal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. It's just all too much to bear.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;I am now over promises, any promises made towards me mean nothing, I will only believe what is told to me when I witness it. Just how many broken promises, how much pain can one endure. My answer? None, no one should have to experience any of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S9gy9PcqxLI/AAAAAAAAAJE/vrsfbgRl2jM/s1600/article-1198962-05AC91A2000005DC-393_468x488.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S9gy9PcqxLI/AAAAAAAAAJE/vrsfbgRl2jM/s320/article-1198962-05AC91A2000005DC-393_468x488.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feelings I have for my family are now gone. It has now officially been locked up under '&lt;b&gt;JUNK-OLD STUFF-THE PAST&lt;/b&gt;'. Emancipation. Up until the end of last year, this word wasn't a part of my vocabulary or dictionary. Ever wonder why? Because, I never knew such thing existed, never knew that one can undergo this process. At first I thought it was silly for someone to choose to emancipate from their parents, now I can understand why some kids choose this option instead of running away. I, for the past few hours have been drawing up a visual pro and con table up in my mind towards this idea. After holding a private debate with only me, myself and my conscience, I have decided that after I finish my final high school year (this year) I will officially ask the court to undergo emancipation and I will leave this family. This manipulative, selfish, arrogant, hypocritical and untrustworthy bunch of people. I deserve to have my own freedom, my own life, a life where I can do everything at my own pace and at my own free will. Now I know what you might be thinking, let me guess, is it somewhere along the lines of:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THIS GIRL DOING?! ISN'T SHE BEING IRRATIONAL AND TAKING THINGS TO THE EXTREME?!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know, you may think that I am insane, but that's because you're not in my situation. One cannot endure a lot of pain, especially when it's caused by the people whom you love and thought who loved you in return. I just want to be able to have independence, my own social life, make my own decisions, be who I want to be, do what I want to do. My life wasn't created to be controlled by someone other than myself. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a human being, not an animal or an experimentation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My brain can function properly, I walk, talk, eat and play perfectly fine. So why does anyone have the right to tell me what to do and make decisions for me? I just don't get those people. I just want to get through this year peacefully and then I will be free once and for all. I hope to some day be like these birds.&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/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S9g29o22X9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/hEZtkn0t5Kw/s1600/free-caged-birds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S9g29o22X9I/AAAAAAAAAJI/hEZtkn0t5Kw/s400/free-caged-birds.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/3281411593513019720-4770961089451981483?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/4770961089451981483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=4770961089451981483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/4770961089451981483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/4770961089451981483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-point-anymore.html' title='What is the point anymore?'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S9guLrUaMaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/SGIYH8VZoEM/s72-c/promisess600x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-2026243527244264222</id><published>2010-04-24T16:38:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:49:04.090+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formal'/><title type='text'>Who's life is it anyway?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;So it's a Saturday afternoon during a long weekend. This is the big year, a pile of homework and assignments that are supposed to be started on or completed by me. Yet I find myself &lt;i&gt;accessing the internet, going on Facebook, MSN and watching The Vampire Diaries whilst blogging&lt;/i&gt;. How ridiculous. Well to some extent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i851.photobucket.com/albums/ab79/huongoncrack/liars-all-arounds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i851.photobucket.com/albums/ab79/huongoncrack/liars-all-arounds.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The second term to the year has begun. The first week over, I thought everything would be okay in my life. That is until this idea popped into my mind. Sometimes I wonder why people choose to be someone whom their not in front of other people. I mean, if people don't appreciate you for who you are then why would you want those people play a part in your life. But, I find myself somehow often knowing someone hiding their true self with the aid of lies, deception, fake qualities and personalities. Not to mention the fact that they can sometimes be so engulfed in hiding themselves that they end up becoming a &lt;b&gt;backstabber&lt;/b&gt;. So you see, I find being someone that you're not comes with many consequences and bad qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://becreativephotography.com/personal/christina/0121ChristinaGlen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://becreativephotography.com/personal/christina/0121ChristinaGlen.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that's off my chest, another issue. This is just a &lt;u&gt;brief&lt;/u&gt; story. The year began and as a senior I knew that the formal will be happening soon. Week by week the formal crept up closer. So I bought my dress and got my heels a month before hand. Just when I think that all the stress of formal would disappear. It didn't. Do you know why? It's because I have now got the issue of my clutch, accessories, hair and nails etc. Although this is constantly in my mind and taking over my focus, I still believe that everything will be ready before the day of this amazing event. In just two more weeks and I will enjoy the best night of my life with the people I love. Finding myself, constantly smiling, laughing, taking photos, dancing, eating and having the time of life. I will now present to you exclusively the look of my dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S9KWhmlfVgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/3THNY3w7Rq8/s1600/image.php.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S9KWhmlfVgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/3THNY3w7Rq8/s400/image.php.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go. Well. feel free to comment and tell me whether or not you would like to be someone you're not. So we have now reached the end of this post. Time for me to attempt to start my homework. CIAO&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3281411593513019720-2026243527244264222?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/2026243527244264222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=2026243527244264222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/2026243527244264222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/2026243527244264222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/04/whos-life-is-it-anyway.html' title='Who&apos;s life is it anyway?'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/S9KWhmlfVgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/3THNY3w7Rq8/s72-c/image.php.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3281411593513019720.post-6769530628287586759</id><published>2010-04-23T23:02:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:51:00.944+09:30</updated><title type='text'>A Fresh Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seize the Day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i851.photobucket.com/albums/ab79/huongoncrack/3206283106_1dc3d53e4b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://i851.photobucket.com/albums/ab79/huongoncrack/3206283106_1dc3d53e4b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Today I finally updated my blog. It's been yonks since I've blogged on here. I guess I got sidetracked. Gosh. I never realized how hard it was and how much time and effort was required in changing the layout of your blog. Maybe I'm just a noob. Well tonight is practically dedicated to updating the layout. Tomorrow will be another day, a new blog, a new thought or a few thoughts. Let's just say the next blog will be about something that I want to get off of my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3281411593513019720-6769530628287586759?l=huongoncrack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/feeds/6769530628287586759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3281411593513019720&amp;postID=6769530628287586759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/6769530628287586759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3281411593513019720/posts/default/6769530628287586759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huongoncrack.blogspot.com/2010/04/fresh-start.html' title='A Fresh Start'/><author><name>huong</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZlM1U4GHIs/TEwDu4F5ndI/AAAAAAAAAUA/3U5SoJ474Eg/S220/DSCF8704.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
