<?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-5687926</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:32:49.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>punker rocks</title><subtitle type='html'>dude i rock</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>599</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112696090901324464</id><published>2005-09-17T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T20:41:49.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new blog. thekillermiller.blogspot.com.. only problem is.. i forgot my username</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112696090901324464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112696090901324464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112696090901324464' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112687600812397818</id><published>2005-09-16T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T21:06:48.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>falling in love is the worst feeling ever! take my advise and never fall in love save yourself the time and paingrunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112687600812397818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112687600812397818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112687600812397818' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112685620664242288</id><published>2005-09-16T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T15:36:47.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>starting monday i will be getting a new blog. thinking of a name. so school was sick today. having one breakdown after another. need to start maning up! no more crying! so yeah i wasnt going to post anything about JOANNA! but i have to keep my loyal readers (shall not me named) entertained.. so here it goes. my bitchyness of the day. so honestly i really respect the fact that she has gutts enough</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112685620664242288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112685620664242288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112685620664242288' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112676968987294731</id><published>2005-09-15T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T15:34:50.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ANGEL!!My god! Super beyond touched.. I started crying while reading what you wrote. That’s wicked motivation right there babe.. thanks for writing it.. even though I don’t really know why you wrote all those things? Like what exactly did you read that personified me to be someone whos not a total idiot?? All my enters are about how much I hate the world and my life.. pretty pathetic bratty stuff</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112676968987294731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112676968987294731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112676968987294731' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112676863521883976</id><published>2005-09-15T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T15:17:15.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so life as a russian spy sucks! not allowed to do jackshit... mom lost her dimond ring and somehow thats my fault so im in huge trouble! blah... i didnt do anything!!! michelle called last night and my mom said " jills in hot soup and may not talk to anyone for the rest of her life" thanks mom! but on a lighter notegrungeRONIN IS PERFORMING IN MY SCHOOL 28 OF SEPTEMBER!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112676863521883976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112676863521883976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112676863521883976' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112668463925802560</id><published>2005-09-14T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T15:57:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so school was fun today.. shit i cant remember what happened... i know it was good shit.. ok think ya slept through chinse maths was useless CME CME we had to write about what our views of going "steady" are.. ok firstly wha is up with the word "steady"??? could they not have made it sound more ah beng??i was so anti- going-steady ahaha rachel had the hardest time writting it.. ok ya so im sleepy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112668463925802560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112668463925802560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112668463925802560' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112659710930678813</id><published>2005-09-13T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T15:38:30.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so spent like half the day sleeping the other half thinking about boys.. which has made be realise that boys come and they go and there will be new better looking sweeter talking ones.. they are everywhere!! i cant hide!!! that sucks.. and forever there will be that one boy whom your madly in love with but once you get with him, you cant stand being with him... i know confusing huh... and as much</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112659710930678813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112659710930678813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112659710930678813' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112651616447645067</id><published>2005-09-12T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T17:09:24.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why ah you people like to put yourself down? like hi im the original pro whos going to fail this year.. the pro who nicely failed all her subjects hahah! hoi takes skill you know to fail everything! you try lah think so smar all.. hmmm irony.. ya so michelle was helping me with POA after school today thank god for michellegrunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112651616447645067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112651616447645067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112651616447645067' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112623977404471003</id><published>2005-09-09T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T12:22:54.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so im telling you its the worse feeling in the world when you dont get mentioned.. like so whos your bestfriend and ther person stars to list out everyone else but you.. when that person is the first person on your list... ok maybe not first but one of the first.. ah screw itgrunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112623977404471003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112623977404471003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112623977404471003' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112615177458647210</id><published>2005-09-08T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:56:14.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH NO!!!! im grounded!!!! HOW!!!! what to do now?? i MUST watch LORD OF DOG TOWN!!! grounded till after the exams like fuck shit!!!! HORESMEN!!! blah... depressing sia... ploting has begun... ok so im grounded till after the exams right... but during the exams right after the paper i get to go home... hmmmm now i just need to get a few suckers to watch the movie with me... unless gary and all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112615177458647210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112615177458647210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112615177458647210' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112606518534378359</id><published>2005-09-07T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T11:53:05.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aiyo have you seen anything cuter then boys in love??? hahah FAIL!!! i tell you im so disappointed in hotts! i thought christian was the shy one but hotts!!! you were beyond quiet!! like blah! but anyways. the movie was shit! i felt like a whore hahaha! ok maybe not lah.. but ya being shared was dam funny... poor thing lah joel we need to get him a girlfriend... he thinks every dam girl is hot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112606518534378359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112606518534378359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112606518534378359' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112594120254085739</id><published>2005-09-06T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T01:26:42.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im high.. you know what i love??? coco krunch! dam good sial! hmmm i love the horsemen too!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112594120254085739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112594120254085739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112594120254085739' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112589359647021664</id><published>2005-09-05T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:13:16.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my darlings! i tll you im in such a good mood! i sleep funny.. went to sleep at 9.30 woke up at 2 talked to gary spazm boy muahaha! till like 5 something went to bed again at 6 woke up at 847 thanks to michelle! dont know where she is though tried calling her.. i have a bad feeling about it... aiyo relationships are too complexed for my little mind to comprehend therefor it is best not to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112589359647021664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112589359647021664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112589359647021664' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112581825946427019</id><published>2005-09-04T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T15:17:39.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha all the jokes in the whole wide world.. i'll get to that later... alst night the 4 horsemen came over. ya ive decided to call them that.. its faster than going gary christian joel and my fav. hotts! ya came over to watch dude wheres my car.. my sister dam spoiler lah. she was sitting there and like no one was talking.. busted i was looking forward to joel busting everyone.. WHAT YOUR FATHER </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112581825946427019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112581825946427019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112581825946427019' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112572469051659962</id><published>2005-09-03T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T13:18:10.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just to make myself clear i took back everything i said about being sorry... aka IM NOT SORRY.. i dont see what i did wrong.. so until i do im not sorry.. i dont believe in say sorry for nothing.. I HATE PEOPLE WHO REMIND ME OF MYSELF.. i like that line its wicked sickgrunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112572469051659962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112572469051659962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112572469051659962' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112571302165277049</id><published>2005-09-03T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T10:03:41.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to sleep at 5am and was awake bright an early by 9am... all because i could stand the fact that i said sorry for something i didnt do jack shit to.. haha all the jokes in the world.. please lah you think i got time to think abuot that... no loss no gain.. so it is that time again saturday night! movie night.. brilliant movie on tonight dude wheres my car.. and were going to have joel!!! whoo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112571302165277049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112571302165277049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112571302165277049' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112565222798170753</id><published>2005-09-02T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T17:10:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah love is good... so being told "i love you" by someone that you might actually love does a 360 on how your feeling.. fine im an emo punk poser. i couldnt care less what yall think of me.. as long as i have my friends and the people i really truely care about im fine... even if i use to think you were a really good friend.. people change doesnt matter...so go a head and bitch. you and i both </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112565222798170753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112565222798170753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112565222798170753' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112564254346959075</id><published>2005-09-02T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:29:03.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so like hell i just read what i wrote about a stupid ring and gee if thats the reason you got all pissed off your such a baby! good god that was like 1 sentence out of my WHOLE post! and i was making fun of myself!  if you really wanna get up set over something heres something to get upset overEMO PUNK POSER! hahahahahah i normally would get insulted being called a poser but than again, it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112564254346959075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112564254346959075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112564254346959075' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112550927990317767</id><published>2005-09-01T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T01:27:59.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok babes so turning the other way does not mean you dissapear or that i'd go away... like gees believe it or not i was actually hurt that you would and did do that! bitch! god im hurt i still am.. maybe im just over dramaing everything but like i thought that we were friends and the fact that you would go do something that stupid and childish is just beyond me.. so im totally over that.. AS IF! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112550927990317767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112550927990317767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112550927990317767' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112540710235291569</id><published>2005-08-30T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T21:05:02.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my darling if only i could express how much i truely truely love you. if only i knew myslef how i feel for you.. i longed for you all day. your consuming my whole being. my heart my soul its all yours. HAHAHAHA! god could i sound more gay! or maybe im in love... HAHAHA! that another joke! i am jill! tha all hardcore wise rockstar FLB who gets aways with everything! i DONT fall in love! it like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112540710235291569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112540710235291569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112540710235291569' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112519978059688691</id><published>2005-08-28T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T11:29:40.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so my parents arent in the country so we went out last night.. went to city hall than sat outside substaions cause i wasnt about to pay 8 bucks to stay inside for like half and hour. so yeah went to to coffee shop to eat.. i didnt eat was waiting for my hot fuge sunday! ahh good shit.. walked around looking for the 851 bus stop couldnt find it so took a train back to my place.. saw gayle a the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112519978059688691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112519978059688691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112519978059688691' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112510935247006019</id><published>2005-08-27T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T10:22:32.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holy shit so last night started out brilliant but it kindda screwed up at the end.. that alright though... sarahs birthday party so went out.. gary terry jason and kim.. oh and kims friend some really funky name.. so ya i tried bakeing but didnt work FAIL! wore this skirt short lah. and a top my mom instead of making noisy about how short the skirt was got pissed at me coz i ws wearing all black.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112510935247006019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112510935247006019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112510935247006019' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112479444356310235</id><published>2005-08-23T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T18:54:03.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shit im so cold its killing me! i swear my feet ar going to fall right off.. boinks! ok so school was such a drag today even thoug i was a sleep for a good part of the day... had to write a compo about a crime i witness.. all you smokers!!! thats a crime right under age smoking.. ya couldnt think of jack shit to wrirte to wrote about yamakasies... like hmmm SO COLD! ok ya so went to macs for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112479444356310235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112479444356310235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112479444356310235' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112463404941104771</id><published>2005-08-21T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T22:20:49.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah dont ruin it! what we have is nice dont get all emotional on me... no commitments once it gets all serious wheres the fun in that!grunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112463404941104771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112463404941104771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112463404941104771' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112462092491841881</id><published>2005-08-21T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T18:42:04.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you held my hand and walked me home.. i wanna hold your hand...hold your hand till morning..take my hand.. all the songs about holding hands.. hmmmm....so im in one of the best moods i have ever been in my life... which makes me scared cause i know its not going tolast forever which also means im going to crash and burn soon... but while it last might as well make the best of it.. haha jokes! my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112462092491841881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112462092491841881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112462092491841881' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112451987705056678</id><published>2005-08-20T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T14:37:57.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FROM UP HERE THE CITY LIGHTS BUR LIKE A THOUSAND MILES OF FIRE AND IM HERE TO SING THIS ANTHEM OF OUR DYING DAY!!! god thats like the sweetest thing ever! ah im so easy to please...so wehad to go for our personality test yesterday he results werent shocksing...shows that im out going hard core and im a sucker for sweet talkers...hmmmmmmm freaky huh... shit about how i live for compliments... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112451987705056678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112451987705056678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112451987705056678' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112436415660935530</id><published>2005-08-18T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T19:22:36.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blah so blah huh??? hmmm lets think schools cool ey?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112436415660935530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112436415660935530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112436415660935530' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112398974960207097</id><published>2005-08-14T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T11:22:29.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BOINK! ok so my moms acting up again just because i wont go swimming,... like hi isnt it a good thing that i dont want to go swimming? she made this huge deal about how im anti social.. now how did she com to that conclusion??? BECAUSE I WONT GO SWIMMING??? because i wont go swimming thus that makes me anti social??? CONNECTION???????? ah hell and she was like " im not going to let you go out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112398974960207097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112398974960207097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112398974960207097' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112386273661145233</id><published>2005-08-12T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T00:05:36.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HAVE LOST THE WILL TO LIVE SIMPLY NOTHING MORE TO GIVE! ok i think i messed the words up but it goes something like that right??? so boys are weird arent they.. i hate doing sit ups! but hell i got to start again.. like blah the stomach is grossness!!! like why am i telling you this?? entertainment?? thats sad... fuck we shall have to start studying soon ey?? oh well first step down i brought </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112386273661145233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112386273661145233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112386273661145233' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112364834966498632</id><published>2005-08-10T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T12:32:29.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last night was fun.. haha started out really fucked up lah.. as always i almost ended up crying... but hey big girl now cannot cry ah! the fireworks were killer say!! very pretty the stars and all.. then walked to suntec fucking crowded all lah.. walking saw a dead rat that had been run over by a car. christian went to take pictures queer!! stood around out side suntec for a while.. went in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112364834966498632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112364834966498632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112364834966498632' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112356275202537031</id><published>2005-08-09T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T12:45:52.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DID YOU REALLY WANT TO FIGHT OVER SOMETHING? ITS REALLY NOTHING IT DOESNT MATTER!! ok so it seems that everyone is having boy truoble whichi think is dam cute lah!!like all these little teenagers all growing up getting high on love and a few weeks later thinking about suicide! hmm im quuer arent i?? but hey love death and food thats life am i right? no point understnading it heck no point </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112356275202537031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112356275202537031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112356275202537031' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112348397114395288</id><published>2005-08-08T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T14:52:51.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bloody hell is hot! in still in the stupid cheer uniform.. which i see no point in taking off.. like hell i washed my haird nice nice with conditioner (something i almost never do) and blah we had performace today which i forgot about.. which meant the fucked my hair the gel glitter loads and loads of hair spray and unknown shit..ok so fuck shit i was in a pretty good mood till my bestfriend </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112348397114395288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112348397114395288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112348397114395288' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112330124030138771</id><published>2005-08-06T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T12:07:20.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>! ok so you know lifes abd when a line from a "punk" pop so describes how you feel.. ok so cheer yesterday was rocking docking like mass bonding happened... very nice feeling the love kiddies... so the darlings were all falling asleep all over the place which was sweet.. took pictures and stuff.. the performance went well.. could have gone better if the stunt didnt fall still dont know how the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112330124030138771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112330124030138771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112330124030138771' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112304456022092620</id><published>2005-08-03T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T12:49:20.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IM STILL TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHY IT FEELS SO WRONG WHEN IT FELT SO RIGHT! I JUST WANTED YOU TO SATY WITH BE FOREVER! blah didnt go to school today "sick" its raining... and i have to go out and get the cheerleading stuff.. tmr like its going to be a waste of time going to school... like hi im going to bether till 930 then have to go to HDB hub so not going to be bring a school bag tmrplus all my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112304456022092620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112304456022092620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112304456022092620' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112290562357771611</id><published>2005-08-01T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T22:13:43.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhhhh whats is it with all the boys i pick!! never the right one! ahhhh EMO!!grunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112290562357771611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112290562357771611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112290562357771611' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112288996528863547</id><published>2005-08-01T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T17:52:45.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this morning woke up vombied! was looking forward the whole day t come home and sleep.. SIGH! all the drama in school today! how many times must i say it boys and girls smoking is dam for you! in anyway you can think of! but i do understand why some people do it to "fit" in.. haha god if anyone smkoes to fit in your a fucking loser i can tell you that! but no.. see like good number of my friends </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112288996528863547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112288996528863547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112288996528863547' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112269338213459686</id><published>2005-07-30T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T11:16:22.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I THOUGHT I WANTED A STORY ENDING!!!!!!!! I LIKE THE PAIN I HATE THE PAIN NOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW I THINK THAT THE TRUSTH IS SCARED I THINK THAT IM JUST SCARED TO LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I THINK THAT THE TRUTH IS IM SCARED I THINK THAT THE TURTH IM EVERYTHING THAT I HATE</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112269338213459686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112269338213459686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112269338213459686' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112263765994726937</id><published>2005-07-29T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T19:47:39.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its 7.44 and i havnt had dinner! am i being a brat? no i am not! where are all my friends?? out having fun! where am i?? at home with no food! god dammit let go eat already! all the violence jill! michelle oh darling michelle i know how you feel.. i love you.. never mind eli! at least you know that when you do get married he knows that FAMILY IS MORE IMPORTANT!! big big HINT to someone... aww eli</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112263765994726937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112263765994726937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112263765994726937' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112262750964362128</id><published>2005-07-29T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T16:58:29.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>god im like in so much pain cant take it!!!!!!!! cheerleading is pain!!! fuck lah cant even carry my school bag... haha i actually brought books home this time.. im so proud of myself.. POA is getting betere like today i was hotshit.. answering questions. i felt like a nerd... i was guessing lah but most of the answers were correct! OUCHY!!! so chirstophers party iis tonight and I CANT GO!!!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112262750964362128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112262750964362128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112262750964362128' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112236386712343142</id><published>2005-07-26T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T15:44:27.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112236386712343142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112236386712343142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112236386712343142' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112230192077625354</id><published>2005-07-25T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T22:32:00.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>god i feel like crap. i mean like a horrible person. what do you do when you know that you are leaving out your friend. that you just dont really have that click anymore with the person.. do you work harder at it or let it slide? i dont want to let it slide.. what to do? dont like it when my friends are hurting.. dont like it when they and i cant do jack shit about it... hate it when they are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112230192077625354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112230192077625354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112230192077625354' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112217419029974645</id><published>2005-07-24T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T11:03:10.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JUST SO LONG AS THIS THINGS LOADED!!! cant get enough of that song! so averys party was last night. it was cool i suppose.. i felt so bad lah ordering him around making the bus driver come back.. THANK YOU!! so sweet lah.. and then right... haha ok im abit not working today.. felt weird like gayle wasnt being gayle-ish. and a few people were also kindda all attitude. didnt take many pictures </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112217419029974645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112217419029974645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112217419029974645' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112213562172287700</id><published>2005-07-24T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T00:20:21.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuck say chirstopher and gary rock my world! details tmr</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112213562172287700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112213562172287700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112213562172287700' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112202945305763586</id><published>2005-07-22T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:50:53.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM STUPID AND LAZY! or so says my T-shirt! very cool stuff.. just came back going to be dead tired my sunday! sigh! must wake up at like dunno what cow time to get to school at 7!! gees people what happened to a 5 day week huh huh huh you tell me you tell me now!!!!!!!!!! ive got this german kazaa its sucks ass man! they dont got no thrice or avenge or anything! aint nothing like those summer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112202945305763586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112202945305763586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112202945305763586' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112184481883140301</id><published>2005-07-20T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T15:33:39.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my god i feel like a girly girl! so averys having a party this saturday right. and i didnt want to go for it but everyone was like you must come! and now its kindda like a big thing! which i actually want to go for now! and i think i know what im going to wear which is like too cute!! all i need is for faith to lean me her skirt! ahhh i'd do anything for that skirt! its like wicked short! and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112184481883140301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112184481883140301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112184481883140301' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112167016419011845</id><published>2005-07-18T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T15:02:44.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah baybeats. the parentlas actually let me go for bay beats yesterday. shocking! ok so people need to back off the slang which by the way i DONT HAVE! yeah electrioc rocked out! WERE NOT MADE IN THE USA!! thats a huge slap in the face for the american bands. and what is with boys and having to bathe all the time??oh oh right so met scott with sarah and hes huge! ok maybe not the huge its all in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112167016419011845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112167016419011845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112167016419011845' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112161141023517663</id><published>2005-07-17T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T22:43:30.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>too late to give details but if you want bay beats part 2 go to friendster and check out the picturesgrunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112161141023517663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112161141023517663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112161141023517663' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112156890589490291</id><published>2005-07-17T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T10:55:05.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sing song* moshers rock! moshers rock! moshers rock! rock rocks my sock!s everyone else can go fly kite go fly kite go fly kite. ha ok my ego has been blown up again as you may already be able to tell. all the girlys who "moshed" at the third place i moshed at bay freaking beats!!" baybeats rocked out! very good bands with very good people! met shaunna miss sarah was sleeping that stupid child. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112156890589490291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112156890589490291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112156890589490291' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112126596361959091</id><published>2005-07-13T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T22:46:03.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you hate talking to me when i act like this.. i hate talking to you ever!! always saying you trust me when its so bloody obvious you dont! i know how you feel about me! i hate you and everything about you FAKER!!! god im crying why am i always doing this.. whya re you always doing this to me! i know how much you 2 hate me ok i get it!! ive gotten it fromt he time i was 5.. im never going to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112126596361959091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112126596361959091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112126596361959091' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112117686128441596</id><published>2005-07-12T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T22:01:01.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so moms like totally over reacting over jack shit! like gees man i wrote on my hand big deal!grunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112117686128441596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112117686128441596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112117686128441596' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112108445162263675</id><published>2005-07-11T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T20:20:51.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so you think you know someone than you find something out and your world is rocked</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112108445162263675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112108445162263675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112108445162263675' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112106912124219003</id><published>2005-07-11T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T16:05:21.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so school started of abit weird but got better.. our teachers are just as crazy as us kids is wear! goodness now i know why all IJ girls turn out the way we do.. like chinese was the last lesson and the teacher didnt come which rocked... so free period lah... everyone went down to by milo the thing kena jammed.. so the whole class was trying to kick the bloody thing to get free drinks... so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112106912124219003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112106912124219003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112106912124219003' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112098409274687104</id><published>2005-07-10T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T16:28:13.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what i like aout being me... i get over things pretty fast... so totally over the little bust burst... thought about it.. cried over it and now i feel all better..good as new.. now i got to go find food! hungry as hell</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112098409274687104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112098409274687104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112098409274687104' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112097975252318452</id><published>2005-07-10T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T15:15:52.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>god ok so why am i such an unhappy child? no kindding i can make something that in fact really happy and sweet and find a million things that will make you hate it...god ok so love makes people forget me... either that or im to obsessed with myself and think everyone forgot about me... its all in your head jill.. yeah right! your just telling me that to shut me up... fine than i shall shut up and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112097975252318452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112097975252318452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112097975252318452' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112083278427438718</id><published>2005-07-08T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T22:26:24.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>god so i was in a hella bad mood this morning... dead tired for some reason... ok maybe i do know why i was in such a bad mood.. god i was praying so hard i'd just die.. stop the weird feelings i feel about people.. but than the day got better... god man for real people change when they get a boyfriend or girlfriend suddenly everything else to not important and they have to die die stick up for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112083278427438718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112083278427438718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112083278427438718' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112073012553024465</id><published>2005-07-07T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T17:55:25.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im such a sucker i swear.. i get to close to people too fast than i get screwed over.. but all they have to do is do some small thing thats kindda sweet and i melt and all is forgiven.. so much for hardcore ey? rachel was singing to me yesterday when i was feeling super depressed.. haha surprisingly that made me feel abit better...so much drama... came home looked at some pictures made be happy..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112073012553024465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112073012553024465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112073012553024465' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112057504508850754</id><published>2005-07-05T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T22:50:45.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so tmr is gonna be photo day! taking many many artish pictures!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112057504508850754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112057504508850754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112057504508850754' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112048110783785111</id><published>2005-07-04T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T20:45:07.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so everyone has to lax out and learn to love alittle more.. i dont care what kind of love just love... like love your friends and shit you know.. the world has become way to serious! like saying i love you makes such a huge deal.. trust me if i say i love you to some one its only as a friend i highly doubt i'll ever say i love you to someone in that other kind of way.. but until that everyone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112048110783785111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112048110783785111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112048110783785111' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112031644858950208</id><published>2005-07-02T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T23:00:48.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BREAKNG NEWS! ok so im vocals for a band.. like a real band.. hahaha JOKES! i didnt even know that! benji the guitarist said im the vocalist like  dont even know these dudes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112031644858950208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112031644858950208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112031644858950208' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112031607621718591</id><published>2005-07-02T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T22:54:36.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>punk! my back is killing me!! yes punk im giving up "fuck" and changing it to any other word that pops into my head.. and most of the time the only other word i think of is punk.god pain! i feel like an old lady.. a very bored of lady. there is nothing to do.. waiting for the movie to come out lord of dogtown or something like that.. the dude who acted in "elephant" is acting in that movie too.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112031607621718591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112031607621718591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112031607621718591' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112028874174296998</id><published>2005-07-02T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T15:19:01.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LORD OF DOGTOWN! the next bgi thing babe.. the whole world of teenage boy skateborading is gonna be taken up to a whole new level of pros and wannabe pros... skateborading shall once again come alive in the mainstream. this im time im not complaining.. bunch of skater dudes with pretty nice bodys with out their shirts doing wickedly stupid cool stunts blow my mind!bring on the broken bones and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112028874174296998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112028874174296998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112028874174296998' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-112023025329989397</id><published>2005-07-01T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T23:04:13.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had youth day celebrations today mass seemed to pass really fast... everyone looked pretty! got to friendster to check the pictures... lots of dancing very fun.. sleepy now so no going into details... dance competition good stuff i respect everyone who went up and shook their stuff takes gutts i tell you! something i lack! good job everyone. took millions of pictures. went to town ate slacked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112023025329989397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/112023025329989397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112023025329989397' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111994863071697739</id><published>2005-06-28T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T16:50:30.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>joke of the day.. some chick in my english class stood up and proudly proclaimed to the class that she likes MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE!!! the joke is that shes one of them "simple plan is so punk" kindda kiddies... jokes!!!!shes is known as friday the 13th girl.. she dressed up "goth" ha if you can even call what she was wearing goth.. she looked like a 10 cent hooker! like gees babe friday the 13th is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111994863071697739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111994863071697739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111994863071697739' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111994837748889718</id><published>2005-06-28T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T16:46:17.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>met gayle early early in the morning today went to school together.. was listening to music in the very yucky bus... school makes me tired and hungry... we took hight and weight today and i lost weight again! this sucks 42kg to 40kg...i miss you more than i did yesterday! cant remember much that happened today... ha english was drtty! michelle and i made it dirtty.. we have a lady whos coming in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111994837748889718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111994837748889718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111994837748889718' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111987227671115279</id><published>2005-06-27T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:37:56.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so like totally oh my god!!! huh????????? do i like him do i not??? no its not the evil one who so many of you are thinking about ... hes totally gone thank god! but heck im not really into anyone thank heavens dont think michelle would be able to handle another boy... wednesday wanna go watch them jam but..... like no time all..my fringe is so queer... if its brushed to my right its fringe.. if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111987227671115279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111987227671115279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111987227671115279' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111986049095684881</id><published>2005-06-27T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T16:21:30.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so first day of school and i already miss the holidays... motivation for getting through the week... fridays a half day!! so it was really nice seeing everyone again took many many pictures! so pretty! i didnt miss the yucky vomit canteen food... tmr got pe joy!!!! trying to find food.. looking very hard can find jack shit... so the da vinic code its like a rocking books totally rules! its like a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111986049095684881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111986049095684881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111986049095684881' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111969795647579401</id><published>2005-06-25T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T19:12:36.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so picture this... the night before you went to sleep at some odd hour and today on a saturday you gotta wake up early and get your ass down to school for 5 hours of training! when in fact you should be in town enjoying the last few days of the holidays! but to your surprise you go down to school and what do you see??? a bunch of boys playing football.... than you see more boys.. and more of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111969795647579401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111969795647579401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111969795647579401' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111966499225735093</id><published>2005-06-25T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T10:03:12.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah ok so the gig last night was heavenly...had a brilliantly awesome dream last night too! ah high in the sky right now... even though its like 9.30 in the morning! training later today but thats all right i have happy thoughts wanna hear other good news im so totallyl over whats his name finally! god he was being such a jerk off that night but thats all cool! ha!!! the other dude what a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111966499225735093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111966499225735093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111966499225735093' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111960104456711016</id><published>2005-06-24T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T16:17:24.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright one last night of freedom!!!! going for the gig tonight.. got a new keyborad dam noicsy mand... the space bar is like super loud and the keys are freaking hard topress lah! but thats allright!!! goodness im so excited im going out!! god save my soul... right so we had training today jilly feels strong! i tell you without training my body it totally fine just one day of training im covered</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111960104456711016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111960104456711016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111960104456711016' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111944616175042794</id><published>2005-06-22T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T21:16:01.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chirs dares challange me? im telling you babe freaks do i blood! fine dont believe.. so bought a dress today.. i know tell me about it who died? but no its for a wedding! yes the aunties and mom have been dying to get me into a dress.. i know for a fact that one aunty is gonna gimmie 20 bucks just for wearing it.. haha wait till she sees it.. fucking short shit i tell you!  but oh wells a dress </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111944616175042794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111944616175042794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111944616175042794' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111940910938611876</id><published>2005-06-22T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T10:58:29.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have brilliant timing... i was telling gayle that i would miss her coz shes sec4 and out of shcool this year.. and that i'd have no fun during recess and no one to write too anymore.. and no more of her going on about how boys are scum no more long johns.. and than im like gayle i think my nose is bleeding,.,..  AND IT WAS!!! like hell !!! i have never had a noce bleed... but i guess being sick</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111940910938611876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111940910938611876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111940910938611876' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111937008389762605</id><published>2005-06-21T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T00:08:03.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it rained last night took a picture of what it looked like outside my room at 2.33am... very peaceful.. so im thinking of giving this whole goth thing a break!  my clothes are gone which means now i got nothing to hide behind.. so much easier before with the make up and all that blck.. walking down town people stare at you like your a freak.. didnt bother me too much. now i got nothing no more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111937008389762605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111937008389762605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111937008389762605' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111925081281332913</id><published>2005-06-20T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T15:00:12.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>music sucks lah! they left me when i need them the most.. so i knew from the start i wasnt going to sing alica keys... so when he asked me to pick my fav band and sing any song from them... than why was it the only songs i could think of was helena and angela baker and my obession with fire? ok maybe coz the other girl with me her name was angie... but even than...so im sick... gees... ha gym. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111925081281332913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111925081281332913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111925081281332913' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111919209491566137</id><published>2005-06-19T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T22:41:34.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so the 3 day getting over a boy thing taking alot longer that 3 days! like even just the name gets me... talking to michelle she just said the name and im like crazy! whats wrong with me? i mean that that one dude treated me and well still is treating me like crap and that i actually care! ok so i have decided that the hair is going! gonna cut it all off... not saying that theres much to cut! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111919209491566137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111919209491566137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111919209491566137' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111910864694139461</id><published>2005-06-18T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T23:30:47.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so now that im pissed i have decided to just type anything and everything.. the first thing that pops into my head... hmmm HIM! ok now not the first thing... ok erm... come on random thoughts... do you thik if you keep a boy a way from the world from the time hes born./.. like a new born baby you keep him in a room a way from the rest of the world no radio no tv no books right... do you think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111910864694139461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111910864694139461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111910864694139461' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111910731377320058</id><published>2005-06-18T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T23:08:33.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>god fuck the world i tell you! pissing the living say lights outta me... dont call back all... like fuck lah dont say when your not gonna do... than the bitch of a sisiter fucking taking my phone.. god i wanted to hit her so badly... fuck this shit lah everyone do me a favour and diegrunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111910731377320058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111910731377320058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111910731377320058' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111902463773767075</id><published>2005-06-18T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T00:10:37.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its 12 something and i feel numb. im sick! went to sleep at like 9.30 and im sweating like hell. my throat is killing me! feels like i have glass in there. but heck suck it up ay. get the alicial keys song diary stuck in my head. getting really annoying that song. its 1208 where are all the nice people online! so boring...oh hey i got cable back! thats cool! digital cable. gonna go watch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111902463773767075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111902463773767075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111902463773767075' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111893764134298265</id><published>2005-06-16T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T00:00:41.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dude i am telling you the heat is on! i need to get the role in wizard of oz. i konw tell me about it! could they not have picked a more lameass muscial to do?? gees.. i think i got the singing down been stressing over it thanks to michelle.. my voice is wacked no! i think i got a fever! bite this ! the mothers making everything suck! god i need to get a brilliant role just to shove it in her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111893764134298265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111893764134298265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111893764134298265' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111876521432867510</id><published>2005-06-14T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T00:06:54.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so always confused and periods dont make anythign clearer. thinking about it... if having a boyfriend is going to make me diss my friends and stpo talking to them annd focus on that one person as if he were the only person in the world.. life would be pretty boring...yet looking at people like my cousin who seemms to be crazy in love with whats her name is kindda cute i suppose... cute that this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111876521432867510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111876521432867510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111876521432867510' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111859022994244982</id><published>2005-06-12T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T23:30:29.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today rocked lah!freaking tired now... tmr must wake up for trainning all! sigh! ahh went out to watch kenneths gig! haha fucking sad i say no one was there at 3.30 than cheat my feelings time changed to 6 than again changed to 5 something! but hey. i felt like the freaking terminator or however its spelt! everytime shit gary i have to  go home!!! 10 min later im back!!  shit gary i have to go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111859022994244982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111859022994244982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111859022994244982' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111850897158405391</id><published>2005-06-12T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T00:56:11.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>god i want to take part in street fest next year! HEAVENS! i cant sing i mean i dont knwo if i can! god being up there with everyone looking at you.. all your friends screaming for you! people you dont even know scream for you! the energy the lights  the everything! stupid fuck ass teachers not letting me sing for the primary 6 farewell mass! fuckers all of you! "oh you dont have the right voice.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111850897158405391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111850897158405391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111850897158405391' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111841721327276335</id><published>2005-06-10T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T23:26:53.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i was actually reading alyssa's blog. ah shit man she said someting abuot homework and i realised that i dont got none! like i mean duh of cause the teahcers gave us some but i lost it all... do you think i can use the same excuess on all the teachers.. coz having to think of differenet excuess for different teachers kindda hard lah~grunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111841721327276335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111841721327276335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111841721327276335' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111838202511363030</id><published>2005-06-10T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T13:40:25.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aiyo my friends are dam good looking lah! goodness... ok i think its safe to say that i know some of the best looking people in singapore! so good looking how can?? not fair i tell you... its like im melting! ha right so.. back to looks... like hi the girls are to die for babes!  the boys are well... yeah they look dam good! and even thought who dont look good at first glance the more you look at</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111838202511363030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111838202511363030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111838202511363030' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111830153663699865</id><published>2005-06-09T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T15:18:56.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aiyp hes so cute! like god im going to end up marrying a nice chinese boy! noooooooooooo!!! must up hold the eruasian in me! but ah there are some pretty cute chinese boys ah! shit it! haha ok so new eye candy! hes very nice looking! ah the lip ring kills me lah im such a sucker for metal!goodness too bad hes got a girlfriend yeah.. not like that would have made a difference! ha see why get a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111830153663699865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111830153663699865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111830153663699865' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111824692300535488</id><published>2005-06-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T00:08:43.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i just watched nip tuck.. scary shit i say.. having periods are wacked like i was having super bad cramp... even thought i didnt have my period i swear i thought my insides were gonna come out if i pissed! gees man what do boys get? they wet their beds sometimes.. doubt that happens alot and even if it does cant hurt anywhere near periods do! goodness ok so my junior is hot lah! but her in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111824692300535488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111824692300535488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111824692300535488' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111815865094517258</id><published>2005-06-07T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:37:30.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so peopel read my blog! thats always cool to know! next time tag so i know people read! god dont waste your time on me... with no more black clothes i guesss now  i have to work on forming up some kind of personality... hahaha why do people think that by repeating things it makes them seem more of what its not... like when michelle tells are joke she'll repeat the punch line in hopes of it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111815865094517258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111815865094517258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111815865094517258' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111813856275309932</id><published>2005-06-07T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T18:02:42.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello all my pretty dolls! gues whos back??? miss you?? hope not too much...EGO so... the beach was ok i hated the sand! got everywhere i tell you ... dad and i swam pretty far out i got scared coz the tide came up and it was massive hard to swim back... but i did it! hell being a lifegard is dam hard sial! which is why i have come to my conclution that mr chan can not have been a lifegard its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111813856275309932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111813856275309932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111813856275309932' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111788995871688898</id><published>2005-06-04T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T20:59:20.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really wish he'd stop playing with me like that very confusing... stressful yet entertaining... which brings me once again to why god made men in the first place... many of you must be thinking that its because of the whole reproduction... i mean hi if there really is a god and he really did create all these wonderful things dont you think if he wanted to hed be smart enough to unable us to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111788995871688898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111788995871688898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111788995871688898' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111788597499219962</id><published>2005-06-04T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T19:52:55.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so im in a pretty good mood today... i felt dam sick in the morning! to make it worse i lots weight!! like fuck man 3kg! im 38kg again! fuck! in 5 days doing nothing i lost 3 kg!! shittyness! im getting dragged to malaysia tmr! joy! not!!! i hate it dont wanna go...grunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111788597499219962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111788597499219962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111788597499219962' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111779732678369618</id><published>2005-06-03T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T19:15:26.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey i miss you and you you too i miss you you you you oh yeah i miss you too... you you oh ok i suppose i miss you i totally miss you you you that person behind you yeah i miss you and you... oh you... haha i miss you too.. i miss you oh i dont miss you... ok maybe i dogrunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111779732678369618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111779732678369618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111779732678369618' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111777181238671055</id><published>2005-06-03T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T12:10:12.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>should have known she was more crazy than that! she didnt take my clothes and lock them up she threw the lot away! crazy woman she is! threw away my brilliant black pants with my to die for studded belt! all my darling black shirts! thank god i saved my pussy shirt! crazy! she says im the one who doesnt think! ha she threw away my pants which had my e.z link inside! shes got to pay for a new one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111777181238671055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111777181238671055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111777181238671055' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111772624244101670</id><published>2005-06-02T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T23:30:42.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sneaking a spys job is never done! in fact it only begins when the sun goes to sleep! friends are making it all better though.... alyssas back! from where ever she came from... hmmm ok... im so lossing contact with the world its not funny! what sucks however is that your not talking to me! what did i do? why are you avoiding me? i mean i cant blame you... dont really talk to you anymore so you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111772624244101670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111772624244101670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111772624244101670' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111760932839469716</id><published>2005-06-01T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T15:02:08.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>get on get off no time to watse have to be quick! never know who might catch me! so today so took all my black clothes and locked them up somewhere ... though i have the feeling she threw them away... matter does it not its her money i used to buy them! and dont talk as if you love me... telling me that i should try and eat my lunch.. telling me that you put in extra prawns just for me!! speak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111760932839469716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111760932839469716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111760932839469716' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111754904162391862</id><published>2005-05-31T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:17:21.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i made it back! up date! now they are spying on me! not allowed to go on msn! i have no clue how i thought they would be ok with my results! this is the worste! i hate them! the more i read my book the more evil i feel! thoughts! cant go out! what can i do at home? lock me in my room! you might as well not allowed to do shit! shes got  no right taking my phone! its mine! i can pay for it! mine! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111754904162391862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111754904162391862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111754904162391862' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111751760379477212</id><published>2005-05-31T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T13:33:23.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so they didnt take to my results all that well... im a spy not havnig the phone and computer having to sneak and wait for them to fall asleep to use it! she took my hand phone which she has no right to she didnt pay for it none of them paid for it thats mine!! but i'll find it a good spy always  gets what she wants... now having to go... cannot get greedy never know whos coming after megrunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111751760379477212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111751760379477212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111751760379477212' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111745825399341464</id><published>2005-05-30T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:04:14.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok like the results are back cleared my mid-years. the mothers being a bitch about it but thats nothing new! god i cant stand it my sister is actually going to be home! like now i get to do all the house work while she sits back and watches! thank god gayle came over today! she was teaching me the guitar wicked cool shit i say! the only song that i cant actually rememeber and play haha believe it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111745825399341464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111745825399341464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111745825399341464' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111741863753699747</id><published>2005-05-30T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T10:03:57.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so to remove the nail polish or not? going to get my results today! i know can you feel my excitment! i think the parentals should be ok with fuck shit marks i have produced! i have prepared them enough! i think..... shit lah i hate not being smart! than again i hate alot of things like not being taller!i hate that im not great at nything! im good at stuff but not great at anythingn i dont excell</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111741863753699747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111741863753699747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111741863753699747' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111737516700098585</id><published>2005-05-29T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T21:59:27.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i suppose it wouldnt have lasted it would have been nice if it did but heck i'll get over it i always do... so i'll carry on with my fake smile and pretend to get excited when you do decided to tell me something even though i know your keeping everything from megrunge</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111737516700098585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111737516700098585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111737516700098585' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111735933650067507</id><published>2005-05-29T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T17:35:36.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i use to write poems in sec 1 i thin! everything thaat pissed me off i'd turn it into a poem and now that i read it, they are stupid! like really! madness i swear! so i was in my room thinking about why im here! haha deep shit! but really i mean im the mistake child! i smell  chilly! so i want to go out! i want to go out with someone interesting and some one who you know i cant just talk to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111735933650067507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111735933650067507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111735933650067507' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5687926.post-111734631154752760</id><published>2005-05-29T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T13:58:31.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok everyone take note! the 29th of may i think! jill is in a very good mood! i was at seans blog and i was listening to that song he has on his blog and for no reason i feel happy! it isnt even a happy song! but i feel so high! i want to take pictures! pictures can never be bad! i love them! im wearing my bright blue flower shorts and my dance works shrit with my pick glitter bangles and i feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111734631154752760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5687926/posts/default/111734631154752760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkerrocks.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111734631154752760' title=''/><author><name>punk rock princess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
