<?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-9186422176988179675</id><updated>2011-07-31T18:32:40.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretending that everything is right to make it better.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>304</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8360997898892352775</id><published>2011-06-22T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T19:18:35.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me something sweet to get me by.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im starting to hate 2011. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my childhood is ending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my early teenage life is going to die any time soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im going turn 20 in 2 years time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im not prepared for this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is going too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8360997898892352775?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8360997898892352775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8360997898892352775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8360997898892352775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8360997898892352775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2011/06/tell-me-something-sweet-to-get-me-by.html' title='tell me something sweet to get me by.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8308858266362570297</id><published>2011-03-26T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T01:26:04.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haters gon hate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh my god, this blog is so dusty. how long have i not updated this blog? aaahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;felt like ages. lulz. anyone still using blogger? i think its dying. noooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alright then, so the topic for today: spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i kinda posted a mini spoiler regarding wade barrett's victory over kofi kingston and winning the ic title. what kind of mini spoiler you might ask? well, its just the gifs i made for my babygirl, twyla. obviously, it was for her. naw mean? so at first, i was being considerate by placing the read more tag just before the gifs. then, i posted them and i thought, 'hey, why dont i check my blog to see if it appears?' so it didnt. what do i do? i removed them. yeah, i remove the read more section. then next thing i knew, BOOM!, FUCKING FANGIRLS STARTED TO REBLOG IT AND FUCKING CREATED A SCENE. fangirls. smh. well, im sorry i spoiled it for you. geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to take a breather from this. this is just ridiculous. get a grip, will ya? if you dont like it, dont look and scroll pass it. it really irks me to read one of your fucking comments saying like 'how does it feels like to have someone telling you the spoiler of the movie you are waiting to see?' bitch please, i'll be grateful to that person. dont you read movie reviews? arent they spoilers too? they actually tell you whether the movie is great or not. they gave you hints and what not. so dont tell me all these shit cause your argument is invalid. just fucking no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILERS ARE EVERYWHERE AND YOU JUST KNEW ABOUT IT? WELCOME TO THE MOTHERFUCKING INTERNET! muahahahha *insert youmustbenew.jpg*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and to all those fangirls marking out at first by reblogging/liking my gifs and some other girl's photoset and then, bashing at them is just utter ridiculous. its pure stupidity. dont you see that by reblogging them, you actually, in a way, spoil it to your followers too? geez. i didnt know people like you can be so dumb. oh look at the motherfucking irony. and suddenly, some bitch said that i shouldnt spoil it. bitch please. majority of you who talk shit about my post dont even follow me. funny isnt it? like cmon. we dont even know one another. next time, read before bashing someone because i have a better comeback than you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoop de fucking do. i shall hunt for more haters. muahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8308858266362570297?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8308858266362570297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8308858266362570297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8308858266362570297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8308858266362570297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2011/03/haters-gon-hate.html' title='haters gon hate.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-1986699665477810603</id><published>2010-10-03T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:33:53.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i must be out of my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as usual, i've been revising my sciences lately. so much for my mundane life huh? yup. besides, i havent touched my maths at all. somebody please hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i cant wait for olevels to be over (again). cause firstly, i need to shop besides the prom which will not actually happen. and of course secondly, work. i know i have lots of cash but seriously, with the amount of items im going to buy, its not enough. obviously, some of the items will be done online and that, i have to think of the shipping. so during my free time/break, i've placed items in my cart on various sites. im almost done with HT and HMV stuffs. i just need time to view Pride Clothing. i swear, this is the hardest i've ever done in my entire life; choosing clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah FTS. i've already chosen 28 items from 2sites and stores. someone please knock some sense into me. thank you. and i almost forgot, im digging the 'new' layout. ok not really. its just a mistake i made but idgaf about it cause im too lazy to fix it and to find a new layout, let alone making one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loving the new songs lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1986699665477810603?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/1986699665477810603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=1986699665477810603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1986699665477810603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1986699665477810603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-must-be-out-of-my-mind.html' title='i must be out of my mind.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-1009805615316322053</id><published>2010-09-19T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T21:37:13.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken techno.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;is it just me or does mike shinoda totally looks like jorel decker? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;MINDFUCKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pointless post. ok goodbye all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1009805615316322053?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/1009805615316322053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=1009805615316322053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1009805615316322053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1009805615316322053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/09/chicken-techno.html' title='chicken techno.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8475430108223477376</id><published>2010-09-16T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:48:58.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its open like a whore's vagina.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yup, i've unlocked my blog due to my absence in blogging lately. the reason being: busy and more busy. so enjoy my couple of posts before i decided to lock it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8475430108223477376?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8475430108223477376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8475430108223477376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8475430108223477376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8475430108223477376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-open-like-whores-vagina.html' title='its open like a whore&apos;s vagina.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-9050203148133931419</id><published>2010-09-16T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:46:37.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im tryna cut you wanna make love, make love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO BLOG. its been a long ass time since i've actually written an entry here. yes, i've been busy with school and other issues in life (which i shall not explain.). oh and not forgetting, tumblr. hahaha paradise. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so school's gonna end and im gonna graduate (again.). and soon, its O's all over again. yay me! ah fuck it. no longer do i give two shits about it. i've lost all motivation already. all my inspiration are well poured onto my typography skills. what the hell was i thinking anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now, i've lost my flair in writing. great. thats it. im going back to tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-9050203148133931419?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/9050203148133931419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=9050203148133931419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/9050203148133931419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/9050203148133931419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-tryna-cut-you-wanna-make-love-make.html' title='im tryna cut you wanna make love, make love.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5941067272469543555</id><published>2010-09-10T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:56:31.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yay! celebration time. =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sorry for the lack of enthusiasm. theres nothing to celebrate anyways. i dont like today cause firstly, im jealous of people having families. you know, first day, people visit them. i dont have family. the only family; i have are my parents. but then, i've grown to get used to it. whats the point getting sad all day when its gonna be the same thing every year? so all i did today was sleep and watch tv. for one whole fucking day. there were times when im super pissed when i saw people visiting their relatives and wearing the same colour clothes. but IDGAF. its all good. im fine staying at home, eating good food while showing in money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lived a good life. :,D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5941067272469543555?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5941067272469543555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5941067272469543555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5941067272469543555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5941067272469543555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-yay-celebration-time.html' title='oh yay! celebration time. =.='/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8793618371393403359</id><published>2010-09-08T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:31:13.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saw 3? wait, its real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" class="post_content"&gt;today, i saw the aftermath of a suicide. to  be honest, the sight wasnt pretty. in fact, it was horrifying. the image  is still crystal clear in my mind. seriously. the lifeless body with  blood spewing around the walls of the apartment block; the lift landing  staircase especially. the bones sticking out of the body in various  areas. not forgetting the head. omg, how do i even describe it? the  brain. that whole chunk of brain was separated from the head itself.  worse thing, the police havent covered up that section yet. the head.  THE HEAD! OF ALL THINGS. THEY FORGOT TO COVER THE HEAD!  DFEIJUKHGTKUIIYNVIUCB THEY CAN COVER THE BODY, YET THEY FORGOT THE  FUCKING HEAD AND HER BRAIN. YES, ITS A LADY WHO JUMPED DOWN HEAD FIRST.  &lt;p&gt;at first, i didnt know it was a suicide after hearing a loud thud.  but then, came the police, a crowd of people and the police line.  suicide isnt funny. i dont even think i have any appetite to eat later  on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;brb, im shoving my insides down my throat or maybe not. im gonna puke.&lt;/p&gt;                                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8793618371393403359?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8793618371393403359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8793618371393403359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8793618371393403359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8793618371393403359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/09/saw-3-wait-its-real.html' title='saw 3? wait, its real.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5562702265063587463</id><published>2010-08-12T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:36:23.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now, thats deep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let’s face it, who in this world wants to fail? No one. Not even the insects, animals and other living things in this world. They all want to succeed. They all want to achieve success. They all want to feel what it’s like to be at the top of their game. But sometimes, at some point in their lives, they will have to smell failure. Some could be a drastic one; others may make a small impact in their lives. Either way, they knew what it feels like to fail at something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Failure, the word that many people despise, to others, it’s nothing. They have seen that particular word too many times until they forgot how it feels like to fail. Probably, these people have given up and they don’t wish to be helped anymore. They don’t want to trouble others. They just want to carry their own burden alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Personally, for me, I have been through a lot of failures in my life. Most of them have made a great impact on me and some had left a permanent scar on my mental self. I try to refrain myself from doing any self-inflicted injuries. However, when the pain is just too hard for me to take it, I hurt myself. I admit, this is one of the dumbest things a person can do to himself. But at desperate times, you just have no control over your body. Your mind misinterprets things and your heart decided to be against you. And sometimes, suicide feels like the simplest way to solve any problem. Why? Because your life just ended in an instant and you don’t have to think about all the stressful issues that have been bothering your soul. It seems like a perfect thing to do but think again. How would your loved ones feel? Do you ever think about their reactions when they found out that you committed suicide just because you cannot take it anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I do admit that I suffer from depression and at some point in time; I wanted to end my own life. However, I did not seek any professional help. Mainly, because I do not want my parents to know about my condition and also, I tend to keep matters to myself. Eventually, I will take it out on someone. It can be very frustrating and annoying. But the good thing is, I didn’t take my own life. What if the future holds something that I wished for? I may never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You see, I am a repeat student and going back to school to repeat is a challenge. A great challenge, I must say. Not only have I had to face my teachers but the stares from other people and their stigmas. It takes a whole lot of courage and determination to come back. Of course, I have no friends back then. I felt I was all alone. It was as if I was the only one doing this and there was no one else to talk to. I tend to cry when I’m alone, usually recess time, when there was no one in class. I would sit at the back of the class and silently cry with sad music as a soundtrack plugged into my ears. Sometimes, tears would fall without warning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of course, people will ask me how the standard of O levels is like. For me, I just put a strong face, cleared my throat and say it with a smile. But now, I have a close friend in class, whom I can confide in, whom I can trust and most of all, who went through the same path as I do. And yes, I do have haters or maybe people who envy me. But the wound that injured us, repeat students, can never be healed. Not even through the years. Other students tend to insult us about how express students are not that smart that they used to think. Even teachers will insulting us about it, though there are others who cared about us. And I really appreciate that. Haters gonna hate, lovers gonna love. But this isn’t really the matter. What matters most, is your will and the determination to do what you’ve never done before and that you know, you can achieve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just take a good look at yourself in the mirror, recall some of the failures you’ve been through and look at yourself again. Are you happy with what you’re achieved so far? If yes, good for you. If no, try again. Don’t ever be afraid to fail. Every failure is just a reminder for you, to do better than before. It doesn’t mean when you fail, you are a failure for life. No. Each and every one of you guys out there are talented, creative and smart in your own way. And no one can ever bring you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is one lengthy post I've ever written. And yes, i listened to The Diary and Danger Line again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5562702265063587463?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5562702265063587463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5562702265063587463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5562702265063587463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5562702265063587463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/08/now-thats-deep.html' title='now, thats deep.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-7171308744448889472</id><published>2010-06-25T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:19:35.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its almost over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRANCE WENT HOME. SO IS ITALY. I SAD. TONIGHT'S MATCH IS PORTUGAL VS BRAZIL AND SPAIN VS CHILE. YOU KNOW WHAT, SPAIN MUST WIN THIS FUCKING MATCH. IF SPAIN LOSE, THEY GO HOME. AND THAT MEANS, IM NOT WATCHING THE WORLD CUP ANYMORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ok i shall stop with the caps. anyways, my "1mth" of school holidays are coming to an end! OMGOMGOMGOMG! *panic* lol. actually, other kids are panicking. why? last min homeworks. hahaha but me? i have no idea what homeworks to even do. the moment i ask my classmate, he/she would say "need to do 10history mindmaps." and all i could say is, "i dont take history." and then, they will all bitch at me on how lucky i am by not taking history and taking lit instead, which to them, seems easier. honestly, its the same. i still need to analyze the poem/prose, understand the meaning behind it, look at the structure, words used and so on and so forth. (i can continue but im far too lazy right now) i mean, history students also need to analyze the sources given and what not. so what if you have to remember certain facts or dates, i have to remember the whole book im doing for the exams, like in detail. yeah, those details like emotions, happenings and everything else. at least, they have their hist class, in class, during lesson time (or school time. whatever you prefer.) unlike me, i have to stay back after school, on random days, at random places in school, just for lit. you lucky bastards. speaking of lit, i really wanna know whos gonna take us lit after term break. my favourite teacher ________________. (shall not say. i made a promise to her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, earlier this week, i had maths camp. and i drank 4red bulls and a can of naughty g. and i ate crappy school food. doing prelim papers from other school was such a bore. and being high on sugar just releases the boring-ness in the room. 2days of staying in an air-conditioned room, from 0830-1700, doing papers is the same thing as going to hell and back. yup, it was torture. for a while, at least. somehow, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i have to spent my last 2days of holidays before school starts. i so dont want this. i was enjoying my vacation. lol. and hopefully, no new timetables. i really liked the current one. 4free periods on monday, 3free periods on tuesday and 1free period on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my body clock sorted out. blame the world cup for screwing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7171308744448889472?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7171308744448889472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7171308744448889472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7171308744448889472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7171308744448889472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-almost-over.html' title='its almost over?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6567321870516816768</id><published>2010-06-20T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:20:59.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spain? world cup?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I SAD. DONT ASK WHY. THOSE OF YOU WATCHING THE WORLD CUP SHOULD KNOW WHY. THE UNDERDOGS ARE WINNING. THE TOP GUNS ARENT. IM PISSED AT SPAIN'S PERFORMANCE. SAME WITH FRANCE'S. ENGLAND? DEFINITELY. GERMANY? STUPID REF. GIVE KLOSE RED CARD JUST CAUSE HE TACKLED FROM BEHIND. THIS IS UNREASONABLE. WHY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SIGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AUSTRALIA? THAT TEAM LOVES RED CARDS. AT LEAST THE NETHERLANDS DIDNT DISAPPOINT ME. THAT IM HAPPY. I THINK IM GONNA QUIT WATCHING THE WORLD CUP IF NONE OF MY FAVOURITE TEAMS MAKE IT TO THE QUARTER FINALS. IM STARTING TO LOSE INTEREST ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thanks for reading. i apologize for the caps. im gonna burn my spain jersey now. kthxbai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6567321870516816768?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6567321870516816768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6567321870516816768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6567321870516816768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6567321870516816768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/spain-world-cup.html' title='spain? world cup?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6919962793860890721</id><published>2010-06-16T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T19:04:09.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this post has nothing related to myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;IM BORED. AND WHEN IM BORED, I TEND TO READ. AND WHEN I READ, I GET TOO ENGROSSED IN THE STORY TILL IT CAPTIVATES ME. DONT ASK ME WHY. IT HAPPENS. AND NOW IM DONE READING, IM HIGH AS FUCK FOR NO REASON. I THINK MY ADRENAL GLANDS PRODUCE TOO MUCH ADRENALINE. I THINK MY ENDOCRINE GLANDS ISNT WORKING PROPERLY. I THINK I HAVE A WILD IMAGINATION. WAIT, NOT WILD. VIVID. YEAH, I HAVE A VIVID IMAGINATION. DONT ASK ME WHY IM TYPING IN CAPS. I JUST LIKE IT. KTHXBAI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6919962793860890721?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6919962793860890721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6919962793860890721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6919962793860890721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6919962793860890721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-post-has-nothing-related-to-myself.html' title='this post has nothing related to myself.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6003534542875898427</id><published>2010-06-12T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T22:03:57.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a virgin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;am i? hmm. i doubt i am. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6003534542875898427?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6003534542875898427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6003534542875898427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6003534542875898427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6003534542875898427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-you-virgin.html' title='Are you a virgin?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6848333898925818650</id><published>2010-06-11T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:58:39.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;IM FUCKING BORED. YAY. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ok for the record, i havent been doing anything productive lately. especially after those extra classes. (some of it, i ditched.) congratulations nid. this is an achievement for you! i actually planned of going to the gym with some of my friends and even thought of practicing my maths. but i didnt. i guess i was lazy to even do those things i planned. june holidays are coming to an end. i can feel it. lol. soon after, theres oral. then, prelims. and finally, olevels (again). sigh. this sucks. yeah, you know it. its almost 2am now and im still not in bed when i should be. the latest i've been awake was 2days and i've been thinking of breaking my record. must stop sleeping late cause i'll wake up very late. (duh.) i mean the weather is so damn fine in the morning. IT ALWAYS RAINS! i think? and lately, when my mom wakes me up to help her do something, i ended sleeping on the sofa. hahaha oh well, since not many people are online and im bored playing sims3, l4d and l4d2, i shall engage myself in random chats with strangers on the net and most likely have cyber sex, if they asked. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOODNIGHT!/GOODMORNING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6848333898925818650?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6848333898925818650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6848333898925818650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6848333898925818650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6848333898925818650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/bored-much.html' title='bored much?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5647248232017153527</id><published>2010-06-10T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:57:38.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You The Only Child?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;technically, yes. but im not. i do have a half brother though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5647248232017153527?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5647248232017153527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5647248232017153527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5647248232017153527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5647248232017153527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-you-only-child.html' title='Are You The Only Child?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5709312967782815760</id><published>2010-06-08T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:46:16.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>describe me when i was 12. OMG, so gonna regret this. LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;when you were 12? i love this. AHAHAHA you were ________. with ___/___ hair. you hate 'mouse'. lol i forgot. i have STM, sue me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5709312967782815760?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5709312967782815760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5709312967782815760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5709312967782815760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5709312967782815760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/describe-me-when-i-was-12-omg-so-gonna.html' title='describe me when i was 12. OMG, so gonna regret this. LOL'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-435331703707802567</id><published>2010-06-08T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:41:36.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me 1 thing you hate about this world</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;you.  you make my life miserable. hahaha kidding. uh this is hard. ok ___________.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-435331703707802567?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/435331703707802567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=435331703707802567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/435331703707802567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/435331703707802567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/tell-me-1-thing-you-hate-about-this.html' title='tell me 1 thing you hate about this world'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-4252859639693366869</id><published>2010-06-08T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:41:06.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cyber sex? AHAHHAHAHAHHAHA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA FUCK YEAH! LOL &lt;br /&gt;its been a while huh? HAHAHAHH :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-4252859639693366869?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/4252859639693366869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=4252859639693366869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4252859639693366869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4252859639693366869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/cyber-sex-ahahhahahahhaha.html' title='cyber sex? AHAHHAHAHAHHAHA.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2779756964707331028</id><published>2010-06-06T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:12:19.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im proud of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;i know you are. thanks. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2779756964707331028?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2779756964707331028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2779756964707331028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2779756964707331028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2779756964707331028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-proud-of-you.html' title='im proud of you.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-7494667965159947394</id><published>2010-06-05T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T18:35:57.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats good at macs? im starving</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;i dont know, rabz. or saf. haha uh fillet o fish? thats my favorite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7494667965159947394?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7494667965159947394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7494667965159947394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7494667965159947394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7494667965159947394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-good-at-macs-im-starving.html' title='whats good at macs? im starving'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2534830190293494540</id><published>2010-06-04T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T22:53:32.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do u like drawing smiley faces on MSN? and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;DEFINITELY! because i like? uh its a habit? lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2534830190293494540?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2534830190293494540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2534830190293494540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2534830190293494540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2534830190293494540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-u-like-drawing-smiley-faces-on-msn.html' title='do u like drawing smiley faces on MSN? and why?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-3086254183674609214</id><published>2010-06-04T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:14:58.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneakers or sandals?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;sneakers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-3086254183674609214?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/3086254183674609214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=3086254183674609214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/3086254183674609214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/3086254183674609214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/sneakers-or-sandals.html' title='Sneakers or sandals?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-266740722588732328</id><published>2010-06-03T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:31:57.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could change one thing that happened last year what would it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;all the things before 110110.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-266740722588732328?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/266740722588732328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=266740722588732328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/266740722588732328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/266740722588732328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-you-could-change-one-thing-that.html' title='If you could change one thing that happened last year what would it be?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5709032533160921417</id><published>2010-06-03T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:31:42.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you rather be really hot or really cold?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;can i be neutral?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5709032533160921417?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5709032533160921417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5709032533160921417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5709032533160921417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5709032533160921417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/would-you-rather-be-really-hot-or.html' title='Would you rather be really hot or really cold?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6742589459377435471</id><published>2010-06-03T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:30:38.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>name someone you think who is adorable.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;my cat. oh wait, its someone. that would be me!&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDD aint i adorable?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6742589459377435471?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6742589459377435471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6742589459377435471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6742589459377435471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6742589459377435471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/name-someone-you-think-who-is-adorable.html' title='name someone you think who is adorable.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6779793282726403647</id><published>2010-06-01T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:31:17.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey, hey! dont go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me what you're feeling lately &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You just cant keep it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Locked  up so deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its better just to let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my chest be  your pillow&lt;br /&gt;Keep you warm when you get cold&lt;br /&gt;And when you start to  fall&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;That we all have our reasons&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they  come and go like seasons&lt;br /&gt;Summer, fall, through winter, spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All  the heartache that they bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let this rain wash the pain away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  pray this love is here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Been there in your heart from the very  start&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you im never leavin.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dear diary, i feel ______. school's been ______. cakeface is repeating the same old redundant stuffs, making me feeling bored throughout her class. my favourite song is playing on the radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:300%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS PATHETIC! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im bored. chatting with random strangers on the net seems fun right now. certain tunes are playing on itunes on repeat. i wanna go to library to read some books. i broke test-tubes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ANYWAYS! IM SO FUCKING FRUSTRATED WITH THE SCHOOL'S ADMIN. LIKE SERIOUSLY. YOU WANNA KNOW WHY? THIS MORNING, WHEN I WANNA TAKE THE BUS TO INTER, I COULDNT TAP MY EZLINK CARD. SO I THOUGHT THERES NO BALANCE LEFT. SO ONCE REACHED, I RAN (LITERALLY.) TO THE MRT STATION TO CHECK MY CARD. AND GUESS WHAT? MY CARD EXPIRED! AND THERES STILL LIKE 3BUCKS IN IT! 3BUCKS CAN TRAVEL A LOT YOU KNOW! JOURNEY TO SCHOOL ALREADY USED UP MY 1.20. =.= THEN, AFTER CHEM CLASS, WENT TO THE GENERAL OFFICE AND YOU KNOW WHAT, THAT FRIGGIN CUNT AT THE COUNTER KEPT ASKING ME IF I WAS UNDER FAS WHEN I ALREADY TOLD HER REPEATEDLY THAT IM NOT. AND THATS NOT ALL, AFTER I TOLD HER ABOUT MY ISSUES, SHE STILL CAN SAY 'GOOD MORNING' TO ME, IN AN IRRITATED TONE. CMON BITCH, I KNOW RESPECT IS IMPORTANT BUT SERIOUSLY? MY MORNING AINT THAT GOOD. IF YOU'RE IRRITATED WITH ME, JUST DONT ATTEND TO ME. PLAIN SIMPLE. AND WHEN YOU SO CALLED 'CHECKED' MY CARD, YOU JUST STOOD THERE AND KEPT ASKING ME IF I EXTEND AFTER 5WORKING DAYS. PLEASE, I ALREADY DID. BESIDES, YOU PEOPLE HAVE THE RECORDS. GO CHECK AH. BUT, NO. YOU PEOPLE DIDNT. JUST BROWSE THROUGH SOME FILES AND TALK ABOUT SOME RANDOM STUFFS WITH I DONT EVEN KNOW. ONE THING STILL LINGER IN MY MIND, WHY DIDNT THE ADMIN TOLD ME ABOUT THIS EARLIER? WHY DIDNT THEY CHECK THOROUGHLY BEFORE CALLING STUDENTS? THE ADMIN DIDNT EVEN INFORM ME ABOUT MY CARD BEING UNSUCCESSFULLY ACTIVATED OR WHAT NOT. SO OF COURSE, I THOUGHT EVERYTHING WENT AS PER NORMAL. AND NOW, THIS HAPPENS, YOU EXPECT ME, THE STUDENT, TO DO EVERYTHING. LIKE SERIOUSLY? YOU PEOPLE HAVE THE CONTACTS, THE INFORMATION. CANT YOU JUST PICK THE PHONE TO CALL AND CHECK REGARDING THE MATTER? OR EVEN CHECK THE MAIL ABOUT THE STUDENTS WHO NEEDED TO EXTEND THEIR CARD. SERIOUSLY, I FEEL LIKE THE STUDENTS ARE BEHAVING MORE MATURELY THAN THE ADULTS. NOW, ALL I HAVE TO DO IS WAIT TILL WHEN I CAN USE MY CARD AGAIN. SO NOW, IM STUCK TO USING COINS OR WORSE, ADULT FARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight diary. im sure tomorrows gonna be a new day. i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6779793282726403647?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6779793282726403647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6779793282726403647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6779793282726403647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6779793282726403647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/hey-hey-dont-go.html' title='hey, hey! dont go!'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-342912099473611763</id><published>2010-05-19T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:11:42.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you high on ORG____?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;HAHAHAHHA IM ALWAYS HIGH ON SOMETHING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-342912099473611763?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/342912099473611763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=342912099473611763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/342912099473611763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/342912099473611763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-you-high-on-org.html' title='are you high on ORG____?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-4710066531602471515</id><published>2010-05-01T01:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T22:06:24.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you decide.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;some people said that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S9sG-f71MSI/AAAAAAAAAdo/utfDEujmqEU/s320/UU8sftjMcqxu23axZeKzeIUIo1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465970243538333986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i kinda believed it for a moment until i start wondering &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; am i fighting for. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; am i fighting for? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; am i fighting this war?&lt;/span&gt; maybe, im feeling a little bit like Christopher Boone,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; in case you dont know, its from a book called 'The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so i start drawing faces like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S9sKO5lbCtI/AAAAAAAAAdw/lC0h5z15fww/s320/Untitled+%289%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465973823836457682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to cheer me up, which is pointless actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes i wish i could tell that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S9sMBT-N-vI/AAAAAAAAAd4/eijhQDxstuU/s320/shots364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465975789424868082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but i just dont know how to say it. this is hopeless. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S9sNGQvIrWI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SDJdNjUKHGM/s320/FML.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465976973967273314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but honestly, i wish i could just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S9sNyqbZJ8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/9uamHORYNtk/s320/tumblr_kpfddtwvVb1qzr4iuo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465977736778033090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(if only thats possible, i would do it in a heartbeat.) however, there are people who stood by my side, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;telling me to persevere cause they want to see me do well. cause i know they love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; cause i know, i know im that special person in their hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;wtf is this sentimental shit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt; fuck this sentence, thats bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; but then again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S9sQCBOYQ5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/7nMsqcrXqMA/s400/fretgbhry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465980199618757522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;read the last question carefully. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why does it hurt so many people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; im still trying to figure it out. sigh. this is really pointless. asking questions that has no definite answer or maybe no answers at all. i should know the answers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;not you, not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S9sTmzfw1TI/AAAAAAAAAeo/geZbr37qoqU/s400/l_278c65daf2a44ab19c92e1370ee834d4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465984130123617586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i shall be back in a couple of months time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; i know you'll understand cause i know you said those words to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S9sVVbd3uGI/AAAAAAAAAe4/yltDaohCFD4/s320/Photo0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465986030638708834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that you will wait for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;happy birthday, j-dog. and zul too. oh well, happy birthday everyone. (even though its not your birthday.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-4710066531602471515?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/4710066531602471515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=4710066531602471515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4710066531602471515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4710066531602471515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-decide.html' title='you decide.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S9sG-f71MSI/AAAAAAAAAdo/utfDEujmqEU/s72-c/UU8sftjMcqxu23axZeKzeIUIo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6030019786820429513</id><published>2010-04-12T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:13:45.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this may be the end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S8Mon-7FOXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YlH2XWWmW1o/s400/IMG_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459251840673986930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sigh. i havent been revising and practicing my math lately. fuck, i dont even know what im doing or what im supposed to do. somethings wrong with me. i know it but i dont know whats the cause of it. if someone were to come up and ask me if i regret taking this path. the truth is, i did. but what would i do if i took a course in ITE instead? i would not like it either. theres so many choices yet i chose this path. maybe i prefer taking the hard way. i love pushing myself over the limits though i know it would only hurt me in the end. is it worth it? i dont know. maybe i should stop being a feisty daredevil cause i've had enough. maybe i shouldnt cause thats me. maybe i should stop with all these 'maybes' cause nothings gonna change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i swear, until now, i have yet to find the root of the problem that has been bugging me lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6030019786820429513?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6030019786820429513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6030019786820429513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6030019786820429513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6030019786820429513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-may-be-end.html' title='this may be the end.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S8Mon-7FOXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YlH2XWWmW1o/s72-c/IMG_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2101580455140319628</id><published>2010-04-12T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:07:05.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What celebrity would play you in a movie about your life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;none. cause no one can play my character as well as myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2101580455140319628?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2101580455140319628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2101580455140319628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2101580455140319628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2101580455140319628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-celebrity-would-play-you-in-movie.html' title='What celebrity would play you in a movie about your life?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8969501755920600911</id><published>2010-04-12T19:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:34:10.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What was the worst movie you've ever seen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;worse movie? hmm, i would say x-men origins: wolverine. the special effects were too obvious. and the storyline was quite confusing. theres 2 Deadpool. like really?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8969501755920600911?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8969501755920600911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8969501755920600911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8969501755920600911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8969501755920600911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-was-worst-movie-you-ever-seen.html' title='What was the worst movie you&amp;#39;ve ever seen?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5080853400683319464</id><published>2010-04-08T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:13:06.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I told you i would, bahahahaha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;yeah, but you didnt flood it. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5080853400683319464?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5080853400683319464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5080853400683319464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5080853400683319464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5080853400683319464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-told-you-i-would-bahahahaha.html' title='I told you i would, bahahahaha.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2563945260769996156</id><published>2010-04-08T20:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:13:05.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions Answered
What's the most delicious meal you've ever had?

MACARONI WITH CHICKEN! im dying to have it right now.

2 weeks ago
What kind of music can you just not stand to listen to?

anything with Justin Bieber. sorry JBiebs fans, i just cant st</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;oh wtf?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2563945260769996156?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2563945260769996156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2563945260769996156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2563945260769996156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2563945260769996156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/questions-answered-what-most-delicious.html' title='Questions Answered&#xA;What&amp;#39;s the most delicious meal you&amp;#39;ve ever had?&#xA;&#xA;MACARONI WITH CHICKEN! im dying to have it right now.&#xA;&#xA;2 weeks ago&#xA;What kind of music can you just not stand to listen to?&#xA;&#xA;anything with Justin Bieber. sorry JBiebs fans, i just cant st'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-490823791214636457</id><published>2010-04-03T19:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T21:03:08.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mountain dew?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S7cfvGa9tUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/OzRGRFFlc5w/s400/tumblr_kxet3whwDI1qa5cgco1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455864367620666690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i remember kissing Mairah on her cheeks (or her lips?) and Rabz was disgusted. HAHAHHAHA oh the memories. now, i miss that bitch of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyways, i haven't been updating regularly and will continue to do so due to Olevel exams. i will still blog but only if necessary. however, i will still be seriously active on tumblr, twitter and formspring cause its much more simpler. not that i want to abandon blogger, so chill orites? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i've been stoning for hours. i dont know why but i've lost my motivation to do all my homeworks, especially math. and now, im staring at my lit assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;i hate prose. =.=  &lt;/span&gt;i've been playing with the apps on my iPhone, watching some videos and stoning. to simplify, im procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about school issues. im sick of it already. from a teacher who is a perfectionist to 'skipping class' to irritating people, i need a break from this. ok, lets get back to what i wanted to say/have been doing for the pass 2days or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, there was sports day. (isnt this part of school issues? urgh, whatever.) it was uh-mazing, to say at least. after that, had lunch with Fadhilah and headed to the gym. as usual, we were unmotivated again. haha my ipod when haywire while i was working out. so i cant listen to songs which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, it was Good Friday. i decided to finish up all my homeworks but i place it aside until now. so i procrastinate all the way till now. and will continue to procrastinate until God knows when. ok, i lied. i didnt really procrastinate. i was busy with my online shopping. too busy, that i exceeded my own spending limit which is $200. so much for limiting cause i spent almost $250 with shipping. goodness, where am i gonna find all this cash to make up for it? any kind souls out there? ok kidding. i was bored. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Warning: This is a non-related entry in this post as Nidia was just too bored and she feels that there is no need to place this in another post.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, chapter 48 was just too mushy except for the end. now, i sense trouble. i mean, the whole part (note: except for the couple of paragraphs at the end) is just about the couple, her friend and how the couple had fun during work hours. its just their make out session! like WTF? i want drama. i want suspense. i want to see people fighting. well, not the fighting part. just arguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Oh shit son," she mumbles as George coughs uncomfortably.&lt;br /&gt;"Well look," Jordan puts on a fake smile. "It's the happy couple."&lt;/blockquote&gt;that is just the last paragraph which is like the only link to the next. now, i hate cliffhangers. its ok, its gonna be worth the wait. i guess? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna read other stories but im afraid that i would get confused. and that is not what i wanted. but what else am i gonna do while waiting for new chapters to be published? oh well, im gonna read chapter 1 of What I Made For You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;this part is totally pointless. seriously. dont you think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-490823791214636457?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/490823791214636457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=490823791214636457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/490823791214636457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/490823791214636457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/mountain-dew.html' title='mountain dew?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S7cfvGa9tUI/AAAAAAAAAcg/OzRGRFFlc5w/s72-c/tumblr_kxet3whwDI1qa5cgco1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-1398677852134399773</id><published>2010-03-31T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:46:00.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have you had enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S7MaHw8WWgI/AAAAAAAAAcY/9I9wyMshUdo/s400/IMG_4928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454732294375234050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;haven't you learn your lesson? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;i doubt so. you still continue pissing me off without failing. stop teaching and treating us as if we've flushed out everything from our minds. its not like we're dumb or something but seriously, stop. i know what im supposed to do. i've been through it. i've done it countless times before. i dont need your guidance to pull me through this practical. and please stop saying that what i learnt last year could be wrong so that explains why im back to repeat. thats total bullshit. theres no point arguing with you cause you continue winning. but at the end of the day, lets see who shall have the last laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more thing, stop teaching us the things that are ALREADY out of syllabus. and please, teach correctly. i would rather have my former teacher teaching me right now, rather than you. and calling people names like, slow reaction time? like wtf? its standard. oh, like you are so perfect that you dont have any reaction time, that you will react simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough with humiliating people. enough with the discrimination. enough with the nonsense you're trying to put up against us. enough with the reverse psychology you're trying to do to us, its not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahap kesabaran seseorang ada batasnya. jangan sampai aku naik darah.&lt;/span&gt; you wont like the outcome of it. mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1398677852134399773?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/1398677852134399773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=1398677852134399773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1398677852134399773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1398677852134399773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/have-you-had-enough.html' title='have you had enough?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S7MaHw8WWgI/AAAAAAAAAcY/9I9wyMshUdo/s72-c/IMG_4928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-668109364000362119</id><published>2010-03-31T13:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:48:19.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the most delicious meal you've ever had?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;MACARONI WITH CHICKEN! im dying to have it right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-668109364000362119?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/668109364000362119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=668109364000362119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/668109364000362119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/668109364000362119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-most-delicious-meal-you-ever-had.html' title='What&amp;#39;s the most delicious meal you&amp;#39;ve ever had?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8442060063082498125</id><published>2010-03-31T13:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:45:41.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of music can you just not stand to listen to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;anything with Justin Bieber. sorry JBiebs fans, i just cant stand his voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8442060063082498125?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8442060063082498125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8442060063082498125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8442060063082498125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8442060063082498125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-kind-of-music-can-you-just-not.html' title='What kind of music can you just not stand to listen to?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8024833763103028346</id><published>2010-03-31T13:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:43:37.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would be the best thing about being a vampire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;im immortal. hahaha ohoh and i can live on blood!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8024833763103028346?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8024833763103028346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8024833763103028346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8024833763103028346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8024833763103028346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-would-be-best-thing-about-being.html' title='What would be the best thing about being a vampire?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-1792948809775007276</id><published>2010-03-31T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:39:26.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What and who pisses you off the most?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;irritating people and some immature people. ohoh and &amp;quot;that teacher&amp;quot;. never fail to piss me off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1792948809775007276?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/1792948809775007276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=1792948809775007276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1792948809775007276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1792948809775007276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-and-who-pisses-you-off-most.html' title='What and who pisses you off the most?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-7622834150173444241</id><published>2010-03-30T20:37:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:37:53.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have any scars on your body?  If so, how'd you get them?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;yup, plenty. uh from chicken pox to insect bites to accident scars. that pretty much sums up everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7622834150173444241?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7622834150173444241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7622834150173444241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7622834150173444241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7622834150173444241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-have-any-scars-on-your-body-if.html' title='Do you have any scars on your body?  If so, how&amp;#39;d you get them?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-7816899911066789343</id><published>2010-03-30T20:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:37:52.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What household chore do hate to do the most?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;sweeping. i'd rather mop the floor. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7816899911066789343?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7816899911066789343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7816899911066789343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7816899911066789343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7816899911066789343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-household-chore-do-hate-to-do-most.html' title='What household chore do hate to do the most?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-3635599041753441022</id><published>2010-03-30T20:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:37:52.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the best place near you to get some ice cream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;that provision shop under an apartment in front of mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-3635599041753441022?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/3635599041753441022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=3635599041753441022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/3635599041753441022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/3635599041753441022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-best-place-near-you-to-get-some.html' title='What&amp;#39;s the best place near you to get some ice cream?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2652999268515437061</id><published>2010-03-30T20:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:37:52.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you were stranded on a desert island, which one person would you bring with you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;one person? i cant decide. someone might kill me for my answer. so i better not say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2652999268515437061?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2652999268515437061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2652999268515437061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2652999268515437061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2652999268515437061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-you-were-stranded-on-desert-island.html' title='If you were stranded on a desert island, which one person would you bring with you?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-1688850195799569983</id><published>2010-03-30T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:37:51.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What was the last book you read?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Jumping Off Swings by Johanna Knowles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1688850195799569983?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/1688850195799569983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=1688850195799569983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1688850195799569983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1688850195799569983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-was-last-book-you-read.html' title='What was the last book you read?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8827266958086495256</id><published>2010-03-30T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:37:51.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're beautiful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;uh ok. thanks for the comment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8827266958086495256?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8827266958086495256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8827266958086495256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8827266958086495256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8827266958086495256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-beautiful.html' title='you&amp;#39;re beautiful.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-3081946229607371347</id><published>2010-03-30T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:37:51.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who inspires you the most?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-3081946229607371347?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/3081946229607371347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=3081946229607371347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/3081946229607371347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/3081946229607371347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-inspires-you-most.html' title='Who inspires you the most?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5470310836204264460</id><published>2010-03-29T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:39:35.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>japan? L.A pride? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S7C5l8JfJSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vOJOS60dos8/s400/3298188412_f927f3acc9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454063210197886242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IM GONNA GET MY L.A PRIDE CLOTHING SOON! WEEEE! THANKS VICTOR! :DDDDDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im so elated that i have no words left to describe my feelings. haha yay for new clothes. yay for new bags. yay for new accessories. yay for everything. haha omg, this is insane. time to rep my hood! haha ok wtf? and in total, i have calculated that im gonna spent almost 150bucks including shipping and additional costs. after which, i can safely conclude that i am broke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sadly, Fadhilah couldnt find anything at F21's Japan store. I STILL CANT FIND THE CALI RING! and her necklace. worse thing, she doesnt know what to buy from Japan. you weird girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohoh and i almost forgot, i can read people's minds. :D (random joke of the day.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5470310836204264460?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5470310836204264460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5470310836204264460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5470310836204264460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5470310836204264460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/japan-la-pride.html' title='japan? L.A pride? :)'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S7C5l8JfJSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vOJOS60dos8/s72-c/3298188412_f927f3acc9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6857954400244933259</id><published>2010-03-29T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:22:41.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it should have been 17-1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Shawn Michaels.&lt;br /&gt;one of the most greatest wrestlers of all time. (imo. no offense.) sadly, he lost to Undertaker in a Career vs Streak match. no one will ever break the streak but its ok, theres always TNA. like Jeff Hardy for instance, he moved to TNA. and its quite depressing knowing that i wont be hearing his theme song again during Monday Night RAW. sigh. thank you Shawn, for everything you gave us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;): WWE has lost the greatest talents of all time and im sure many of the wrestling fans will agree with this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6857954400244933259?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6857954400244933259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6857954400244933259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6857954400244933259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6857954400244933259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-should-have-been-17-1.html' title='it should have been 17-1.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5201270487676606016</id><published>2010-03-29T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:01:32.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in luck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;sometimes. depends actually but mostly, yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5201270487676606016?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5201270487676606016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5201270487676606016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5201270487676606016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5201270487676606016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-believe-in-luck.html' title='Do you believe in luck?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8134686877817710766</id><published>2010-03-29T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:55:50.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If your house was on fire and you could only grab three things, what would they be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;my phone, money and some important stuffs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8134686877817710766?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8134686877817710766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8134686877817710766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8134686877817710766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8134686877817710766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-your-house-was-on-fire-and-you-could.html' title='If your house was on fire and you could only grab three things, what would they be?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5151159650021858159</id><published>2010-03-29T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:38:15.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you rather be a famous musician or a famous actor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;idk. hahaha maybe a famous musician. i can travel around the world. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5151159650021858159?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5151159650021858159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5151159650021858159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5151159650021858159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5151159650021858159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/would-you-rather-be-famous-musician-or.html' title='Would you rather be a famous musician or a famous actor?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-1134880812201777799</id><published>2010-03-27T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:35:21.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could eliminate one thing you do each day in the bathroom so you never had to do it again, what would it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;no idea. haha i love the warm water and the substances. ok that doesnt make any sense at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1134880812201777799?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/1134880812201777799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=1134880812201777799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1134880812201777799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1134880812201777799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-you-could-eliminate-one-thing-you-do.html' title='If you could eliminate one thing you do each day in the bathroom so you never had to do it again, what would it be?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8668239227112779977</id><published>2010-03-27T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:35:20.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kutty! Where do you get tumblr themes? HEH, angus ftw! My kitty &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;KUTTY! HOW YOU KNOW I GOT TUMBLR? YOU STALKER! hahahhaa eh, angus is mine! :D and the themes are there? hahaha just search and tada! lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8668239227112779977?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8668239227112779977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8668239227112779977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8668239227112779977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8668239227112779977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/kutty-where-do-you-get-tumblr-themes.html' title='Kutty! Where do you get tumblr themes? HEH, angus ftw! My kitty &amp;lt;3'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6034176520738496653</id><published>2010-03-24T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:33:27.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've crossed the line.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="105" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fi76rRVXR8Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=0&amp;amp;loop=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fi76rRVXR8Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=0&amp;amp;loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="false" width="105" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;listen and understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i feel like explaining every single detail for what happened during physics class but i dont want to. its not that i hated suvian. i just lost all my respect for her as a teacher. just cause of a simple problem - didnt attend extra class. and she made a huge fuss out of it. who is not mad pissed? i know we're wrong. i know we should have told you earlier that we dont have the paper. but since we have last years notes and the lessons are almost similar, why should i? even if the paper is really important, we have the initiative to ask from others what we've missed. the way she judged us and the tone of her voice is as if we got a F9 for combined sciences, which is so not true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"if you get an A, then, its fine for you for not attending my class."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fuck that. i took triple sciences(combined and pure) and i got D7 for both. its good enough i got D7. you think its easy to take a pure subject? so what if i got an A1/A2 for sciences, if i fail my math, whats the point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"are you still living in the past?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, just so you know, we are living in the past. its not easy to move on. its not easy to see most of our friends going to poly/jc while we're still stuck in high school. its not easy to face these social stigmas. it was never easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she can insult us and humiliate us in front of the class but do not and never ever insult our former teachers. they did their job in teaching us well. and no, its not our choice to flunk Olevels. for your information, it takes a whole lot of courage, pride and determination to come back and repeat. so please, place yourself in our shoes. try to understand why we felt this way, why we acted that way and why these tears fell. cause no one tries to understand what we're going through except for the 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wanna go back to our private getaway, our secret paradise where no one would hurt us, where we are able to feel safe, where we know we are accepted for who we are. i loved that room. lets go back there, shall we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6034176520738496653?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6034176520738496653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6034176520738496653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6034176520738496653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6034176520738496653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/youve-crossed-line.html' title='you&apos;ve crossed the line.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2285453596137366118</id><published>2010-03-24T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T19:00:26.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Will you consider entering Singapore Idol?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;the music industry in SG is not that good than the US. so i dont think its worth it to even enter SI.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2285453596137366118?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2285453596137366118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2285453596137366118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2285453596137366118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2285453596137366118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/will-you-consider-entering-singapore.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2875616245234169829</id><published>2010-03-23T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:42:15.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>el urgencia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S6jOetndT-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/imrsrdEy_Kg/s400/tumblr_kwzfblcQhI1qaueo4o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451834375968477154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i know Olevels are still 7months away but im already freaking out. i dont know why but i dont want history to repeat itself. this is my final chance and if i dont make it to poly, im screwed. thats it for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, i collected my Olevel cert today with Fadhilah. :D well, i was depressed, as usual. for the record, i hated seeing E8 on my cert. it looks ugly! so much for having B's, C's and D's and suddenly, a letter E came out of nowhere. sigh, its depressing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so now, im doing my math revisions while charging my iphone. and, not forgetting that MSN is so fucked up now. silly glitch/bug/virus. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2875616245234169829?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S6jOetndT-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/imrsrdEy_Kg/s72-c/tumblr_kwzfblcQhI1qaueo4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6424612571677698723</id><published>2010-03-22T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:13:58.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all hail, all hail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the next time you breathe, you better think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and your parents thank God for the mercy of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;an eye for an eye but i don't need to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;who needs eyes, motherfucker, i can feel you bleed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i got a plaque in the attic and the bitch is gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;not another word till im platinum no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;a critic talk shit, watch a bitch get rolled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i only say bitch when i see a bitch so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i was wondering, where has originality gone to? and if you want to (or happen to) follow some trends or someone's style, please make it your own. like change it or whatsoever. make it unique. such people can be posers at times. whats the point of being someone you're not? sigh, i wonder why such people do these things to fit in. wheres your own sense of style?  sadly, i do not learn the art of attention seeking/posing. if i were to take such lessons, i would have followed whats hot and popular right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ps: if you're offended by this post, im sorry. i meant no harm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6424612571677698723?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6424612571677698723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6424612571677698723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6424612571677698723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-dad and i bought jeans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-mom bought her watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-bought my iphone (and im left with only 400bucks. =.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-changed my watch strap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and a whole lot more which i dont quite remember. hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ohoh, and for the record, i regret buying an iphone. i wanted the almighty N97, which is a Sidekick lookalike. but apparently, theres no stock for that phone. =.= sigh, i wanted it so bad. so im stuck with an iphone. (should have taken the Blackberry Storm 2) how i wish Sidekick wasn't banned in Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6874187666331982978?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6874187666331982978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6874187666331982978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6874187666331982978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6874187666331982978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/wheres-all-my-money.html' title='wheres all my money?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-3400494240183766920</id><published>2010-03-19T22:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T18:53:17.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck 'cute'. im sexy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"What?" He asks as he looks into my eyes. "You know starin' is rude  princess."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "But you look so cute," I answer as I lean my forearms on his shoulders  and link my fingers behind him as I begin to circle my hips while he  keeps pulling me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Fuck 'cute'," he mumbles and he upthrusts causing me to let out a moan  in surprise. "I'm sexy," he grins and I roll my eyes with a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chapter 47 just made my day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ohoh and formspring is acting up on me again. i received 2questions and already answered them but only 1question is posted here. and the worse thing, the second question went missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt; sigh, today is so fucked up. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;its all back to normal now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-3400494240183766920?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/3400494240183766920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=3400494240183766920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/3400494240183766920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/3400494240183766920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/fuck-cute-im-sexy.html' title='fuck &apos;cute&apos;. im sexy.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-7932887730460748152</id><published>2010-03-19T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T18:55:29.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Hi Nid, why are you so awesome? HAHAH :D &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;i know where this is coming from! HAHAHAHA cause im awesome like that! :DDDDDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What's the secret to happiness?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;secret to happiness? am i that cheerful? gosh, i have no idea. i just laugh when its funny. wait, i dont think this answers your question. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7932887730460748152?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7932887730460748152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7932887730460748152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7932887730460748152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7932887730460748152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-secret-to-happiness.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-1836945649838807970</id><published>2010-03-18T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:44:34.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gummy bear? o.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to start my post, i shall present you this video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HBa458RoLpw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HBa458RoLpw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love that? hahaha i cant believe that gummy bear existed. best thing, it ships everywhere. holy guacamole! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, today was supposed to be a movie outing with rabz and saf. but apparently, the laptop configuration at RP was super duper long that it took almost hours to complete it. so we had to scratch off our movie outing and headed home. while waiting for their lappys to be configured, we walked to causeway point. and i swear it was the most boring place ever. no wonder the west side (or north as what rabz would say) have the worse dress sense ever. no offense. :D had our lunch at pastamania. lemme tell you this, it was heaven! so yeah, walked back to some void deck at woodlands. for the record, it was still raining (part drizzling, part heavy rain. =.=) at 1645hrs. ok make it 1700hrs. gosh, i dont even know how many times i've been drenched and soaked in rainwater. speaking of which, im already having a temperature. sigh, i need to get well or i cant go out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, (why do i always start with anyways?) im thinking of changing my layout. since Deuce is no longer in the picture and Daniel (or Danny) is replacing him, so why not make a simplified version? but then, im too lazy to use my tools of trade to edit and re-create my layout. (yes, i have multiple image editing software. and yes, photoshop CS2 and CS3 are one of them.) there are plenty more things to do but i shall list it in point form. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-spray lacquer on faux cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-complete my half finished homeworks. (they never get done fully. sigh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-read chapter 46 of My Lips Are Sewn Shut and comment on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-complete fadhilah's history ppt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-do blog layout (if possible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-fix my body clock (always get screwed up during holidays.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i guess thats it for today. its almost midnight now. and i shall start by reading MLASS. kthxbai for reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1836945649838807970?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/1836945649838807970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=1836945649838807970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1836945649838807970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1836945649838807970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/gummy-bear-o0.html' title='gummy bear? o.0'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-4870706344662974064</id><published>2010-03-18T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:00:23.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What would your dream job look like?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;no idea. but i like to be rich and famous. hahaha well, not really. uh seriously, i have no idea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;got issues?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-4870706344662974064?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/4870706344662974064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=4870706344662974064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4870706344662974064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4870706344662974064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-would-your-dream-job-look-like.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-310751272490540854</id><published>2010-03-17T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:03:22.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i really need to stop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S6DebqkYrrI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nO_tzL5P3qY/s400/Photo0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449600115983036082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today, i didnt do CIP. why? cause my migraine came back. and i was sleeping on the couch so peacefully when my mom woke me up saying that my form teacher called. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyways, i went out to meet my mom cause she wants to check on some prices of the phones. actually, i didnt do much today so i guess point form would be better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- helped fadhilah with her history's powerpoint slides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- did some homeworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- painted syafiq's faux cookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- played some songs on the keyboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, this is not me. oh ___, you &lt;s&gt;dirty little whore&lt;/s&gt; liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-310751272490540854?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/310751272490540854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=310751272490540854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/310751272490540854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/310751272490540854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-really-need-to-stop.html' title='i really need to stop.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S6DebqkYrrI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nO_tzL5P3qY/s72-c/Photo0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-287053572746402322</id><published>2010-03-15T21:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T10:23:03.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you sir! too, sir! welcome to the grave!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S540S34ljTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/kiuSNa_eUTs/s400/douchebag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448850098008460594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;douchebag&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;) - an individual who has an over inflated sense of self worth, compounded by a low level of intelligence, behaving ridiculously in front of colleagues (or classmates) with no sense of how moronic he appears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;apparently, for someone i hate so much, i shall call that person a bag of douche. seriously. oh and im watching Sweeney Todd again. :D now how wants some meat pies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-287053572746402322?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/287053572746402322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=287053572746402322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/287053572746402322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/287053572746402322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-sir-to-sir-welcome-to-grave.html' title='you sir! too, sir! welcome to the grave!'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S540S34ljTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/kiuSNa_eUTs/s72-c/douchebag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2985067511373658671</id><published>2010-03-14T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:48:14.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Would you rather get up early or sleep late?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;sleep late.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2985067511373658671?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2985067511373658671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2985067511373658671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2985067511373658671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2985067511373658671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/would-you-rather-get-up-early-or-sleep.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8326084398169999266</id><published>2010-03-12T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:20:37.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our time is running out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S5pVj0KIAZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xQEW2Gv0lpA/s400/shots1383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447760773042930066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I DID BETTER THAN I EXPECTED! (except for humans. =.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so i did a comparison between last years and the current common test. and guess what? *insert suspense music* I IMPROVED A LOT! like a whole lot. seriously. no joke. showed my parents and &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my mom was like 'you're actually very smart. you used to be very good in all subjects. the only reason you fail is that you're too lazy to study.'  &lt;/span&gt;and my dad just kept comparing like what i did earlier in school and when i was alone at home. worse thing, my dad wants me to get all A's. he was like 'you improved a lot, in every single subject! im impressed.' while i just sat there chewing my food like no &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;one's business. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so i've talked a lot (i think.) and you guys are dying to see my results and itching to know why i have to brag about it so here you go. fyi, im gonna post both my sec4 (exp) and sec5 (NE) results. ps: NE means Normal Exceptional. in other words, im special. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sec 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;English  C6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maths  F9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Science (Phy/Chem)  D7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Malay  C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Combined Humans (SS/Lit)  F9  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pure Bio  F9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Design and Technology  B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sec 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;English  B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maths  C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Science (Phy/Chem)  B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Malay  A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Combined Humans (SS/Lit)  E8  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pure Bio&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Design and Technology  NA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i think SS screwed my whole humans paper. worse thing, its on Venice. argh! so not my forte. and yes, i dropped bio and dnt cause for me, lesser subjects = more concentration on weaker ones. though i miss going to the bio lab and playing CS at MacStudio, at least im combining certs. therefore, at the end of the day, im still taking 7subjects. well, literally. but hey, at least its gonna be on my cert! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8326084398169999266?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8326084398169999266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8326084398169999266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8326084398169999266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8326084398169999266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-time-is-running-out.html' title='our time is running out.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S5pVj0KIAZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xQEW2Gv0lpA/s72-c/shots1383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5172507752763441197</id><published>2010-03-09T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:58:48.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if looks could kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S5ZdM20WSAI/AAAAAAAAAa0/EacTwVuqEtI/s400/fergergv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446643274806085634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i miss having late night chats at starbucks while drinking white chocolate mocca. sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sometimes, i just dont get people. not that im autistic but seriously, i just dont get it. i know we're a threat to you but you dont have to rub it in our faces. enough with the 'oh they're experienced' stigma already. sometimes i wonder, if you're so damn smart, why arent you in express stream in the first place? but thats not the case i wanted to say. the thing is, dont fill the space for the sake of filling it. (you dont have to get what i mean) given a choice, i would rather go to a private school or overseas to continue my studies. but i dont want to. why? cause i dont come from a filthy rich family (though i admit most of my relatives are). we know we're not welcomed but who gives a fuck? certainly, i dont cause i know my motive of why im there. and if looks could kill, i would have murdered every single one of you mofos. (no pun intended)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;fuck that shit. i dont even know what im rambling about. i just need to get it out of my chest. one and for all cause im sick of bottling up my problems. i dont want to stumble and fall down. again. no more depression pills. no more prozac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and now, Muse's Absolution is on replay especially track 3. i think im gonna change the disk to Hollywood Undead's Swan Songs track 14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;and the reason why im not telling the titles so you could figure it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5172507752763441197?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5172507752763441197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5172507752763441197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5172507752763441197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5172507752763441197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-looks-could-kill.html' title='if looks could kill'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S5ZdM20WSAI/AAAAAAAAAa0/EacTwVuqEtI/s72-c/fergergv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-52383611059372583</id><published>2010-03-09T19:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:39:56.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Paris Hilton or Britney Spears? :)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Paris Hilton cause thats hot. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;  &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you could have an endless supply of any food, what would you get?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;any food?  hmm, chicken? HAHAHHAHA ok i dont know what food i want. im a contradicting person.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-52383611059372583?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/52383611059372583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=52383611059372583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/52383611059372583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/52383611059372583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/paris-hilton-or-britney-spears.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-324916459602665192</id><published>2010-03-08T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:19:38.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what? wtf did i just say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 56px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S5TbUQnS35I/AAAAAAAAAak/QBia_Jh_AQk/s400/ergtyhtju.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446218990501420946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sigh. people these days. cant accept ones opinion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 52px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S5Tb17MEuGI/AAAAAAAAAas/QHTKimHg6HU/s400/ccdvsa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446219568865654882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and people cant curse correctly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;im sorry if this post offend someone in particular. *coughs*yan*coughs* no offense dude but your tweets make a great example to wh&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;at im gonna portray in my post. :D flame me for all you want &lt;/span&gt;but seriously, whats wrong with people these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-324916459602665192?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/324916459602665192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=324916459602665192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/324916459602665192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/324916459602665192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-wtf-did-i-just-say.html' title='what? wtf did i just say?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S5TbUQnS35I/AAAAAAAAAak/QBia_Jh_AQk/s72-c/ergtyhtju.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2714785552865519131</id><published>2010-03-08T18:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:23:59.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What one thing are you exceptionally good at? &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;exceptionally good at? hmm, i have no idea. why dont you tell me what am i good at? :D&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2714785552865519131?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2714785552865519131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2714785552865519131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2714785552865519131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2714785552865519131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-one-thing-are-you-exceptionally.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2010210393537745043</id><published>2010-03-08T18:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:37:08.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant do it alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S5TQKeaaJaI/AAAAAAAAAac/gpROW___h-o/s400/DSC03411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446206727778870690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;i wish i had a secret identity so no one would know the real me. to simplify, i want to be invisible.&lt;br /&gt;is that even possible? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;been ranting my hearts off with hafiz (thrasher) lately. well, both of us have been ranting about everything that bothers our lives at the moment. from his class cheer to some useless people to paramore's concert. and the funny thing is, we didnt even go the their concert. what irony. all thanks to twitter, we're not left out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and uh, we make the best event managers if given the chance (contacts and cash). seriously, paramore's concert is just wayy too short. =.= total ripoff of the fans' money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;its already march and soon its gonna be the 3rd month anniversary of the worst day ever. sigh. i should stop all this post depression stuffs. its just gonna affect me again. i need to talk with hafiz again. or maybe rabz. whoever comes online first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2010210393537745043?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2010210393537745043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2010210393537745043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2010210393537745043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2010210393537745043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-do-it-alone.html' title='i cant do it alone.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S5TQKeaaJaI/AAAAAAAAAac/gpROW___h-o/s72-c/DSC03411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8692111759731301646</id><published>2010-03-05T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:35:05.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Wreslemania 26, Career vs Streak, HBK or Taker?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;omg, my dream rematch came to life. hmm, i want HBK to break the streak. 17-1! SERIOUSLY! cause their match at wm25 was breathtaking.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What's your favorite genre of music?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;i listen to anything basically. you name it, i listen to it. :D&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you could be on one TV show which one would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;WWE! and i will drag (or invite?) sufyan along. HAHAHHAHA ok lame. =.=&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Who's the most beautiful person you know?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;every girl is beautiful in her own ways. oh and uh, every guy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What was your first paying job?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;washing dishes. im not kidding. i got some cash, food and uh, something else.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What TV show makes you laugh the loudest?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;some magic show which makes fun by hypnotizing people. i dont know the name of it but its hilarious.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What was the worst concert you went to?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;worst concert? hmm, no choice but its singfest. too many bands, so little time. and uh, falling barricade. oh the memories.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;who inspired you the most?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;everyone. even you! in every way possible.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Who's the smartest person you know?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;smartest person? no idea. i havent met someone whos a genius. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8692111759731301646?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8692111759731301646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8692111759731301646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8692111759731301646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8692111759731301646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme_05.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6640681190607427600</id><published>2010-03-04T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T20:37:09.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 197px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S4-oMrXPPII/AAAAAAAAAaM/Gp7gb1M2hNU/s400/double.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444755410266307714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;twitter seems to be full of random things ever! but this just makes the cut. so much for a glitch. im seeing double. like who the hell would want to tweet 2different types of things but its the same hash tag? (if you dont understand, its ok. you dont have to.) and this is another random post brought to you by nidia (who happens to be so bored and drawing doesnt kill her boredom. neither does doing homeworks.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6640681190607427600?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6640681190607427600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6640681190607427600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6640681190607427600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6640681190607427600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/double.html' title='double?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S4-oMrXPPII/AAAAAAAAAaM/Gp7gb1M2hNU/s72-c/double.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-7154656379975056950</id><published>2010-03-03T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:21:17.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause tonight, im devastated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and all I talk about is you but you don´t hear me though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;how do I get you to believe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7154656379975056950?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7154656379975056950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7154656379975056950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7154656379975056950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7154656379975056950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/cause-tonight-im-devastated.html' title='cause tonight, im devastated.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5898784623604274020</id><published>2010-03-02T21:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:42:51.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i did it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S40S529mIhI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/mMqQxycgkkU/s400/Photo0386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444028309776507410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FINALLY! I CAN DRAW THE BUTTERFLY ON J3T'S MASK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok that was random. i was effing bored and started to draw that in the middle of my revisions. hahaha but thats not my main point cause im so proud of myself for passing my maths. :D and its not a mere &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;good pass or just pass or whatsoever. I ACED IT! FUCK YEAH, BITCHES! &lt;/span&gt;(btw, its a super duper easy paper. seriously. no joke.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but seriously, i cant believe what i've accomplished today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5898784623604274020?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5898784623604274020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5898784623604274020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5898784623604274020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5898784623604274020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-did-it.html' title='i did it?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S40S529mIhI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/mMqQxycgkkU/s72-c/Photo0386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-1809798498266911056</id><published>2010-03-01T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:44:06.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been fired?  If so, why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;nope. its actually the opposite. i quit on the job itself. kinda hectic, i must say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1809798498266911056?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/1809798498266911056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=1809798498266911056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1809798498266911056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1809798498266911056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme_01.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2071181130535639389</id><published>2010-03-01T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:21:51.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterflies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i felt like posting this up just to update you strangers, especially my supportive friends, what i got for my Common Test. basically, i only received my chemistry and physics marks. i ditched my maths class today cause we already released so late and i dont feel the point of me to go to class since we're left with approx 15mins before school ends. so i have yet to know my malay, english and maths marks. hopefully, i'll get them tomorrow. :D i cant tell you the marks but technically, i've calculated my marks for combined science and guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I GOT B3 FOR COMBINED SCIENCES! FUCK YEAH, BITCHES! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;maybe its an advantage for me cause i have a pure biology background. and that places me aside from others in the class. i may not top the class but who cares. its better than last years results. i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2071181130535639389?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2071181130535639389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2071181130535639389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2071181130535639389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2071181130535639389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/butterflies.html' title='butterflies.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6659473459077984376</id><published>2010-03-01T18:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:20:25.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you could master one skill what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;i'd rather be the jack of all trades than be a master of none.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;what was your biggest mistake in life? &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;we all make mistakes, dont we? sometimes, personal issues like this are not meant to be mention online.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Alright another tough question, state who are your favourite top ten supervillains in marvel and why? (I'm the same person as just now )&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Pyro&lt;br /&gt;- you should know why. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadpool&lt;br /&gt;- he's the merc with a mouth. smart and witty. what else can i say? except that the wolverine movie just ruin his character. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elektra&lt;br /&gt;- she's one hot chick who happen to made it on this list. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnage&lt;br /&gt;- hmm, he's like the darker version of Venom. somehow. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabretooth&lt;br /&gt;- he's just the perfect nemesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daken&lt;br /&gt;- try reading Wolverine: Origins and you'll know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister Sinister&lt;br /&gt;- wicked mad scientist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apocalypse&lt;br /&gt;- what else can i say? he's stronger than Jean Grey and uh Scarlet Witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quicksilver&lt;br /&gt;- i wish i could run as fast as him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystique&lt;br /&gt;- shape shift? fuck yeah!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Alright, heres a tough question, state who are your top ten favourite marvel superheroes and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Wolverine&lt;br /&gt;- cause he's just awesome. :D if you knew me well, you should that he's my number 1 in this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambit&lt;br /&gt;- the fact that he could make things explode by touching them mesmerized me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadowcat&lt;br /&gt;- SHE COULD WALK THROUGH ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean Grey&lt;br /&gt;- hmm, the fact that she's the phoenix is AMAZING! gosh, she could read people's minds. telekinesis &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-23&lt;br /&gt;- Wolverine's clone. i just cant find a reason why shes in my top ten list but shes there for a reason. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rogue&lt;br /&gt;- one touch and she knows you. but i feel bad for her especially when it comes to relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daredevil&lt;br /&gt;- he's blind but not blind. weird guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel&lt;br /&gt;- he got wings and he can fly. (duh! =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psylocke&lt;br /&gt;- shes like a robot but not a robot. wicked awesome chick. too bad, i forgot from where i knew her. must be some comic. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Torch&lt;br /&gt;- i like boys on fire. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6659473459077984376?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6659473459077984376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6659473459077984376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Who&amp;#039;s the most overrated musician?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;hmm theres a lot. but i would say Justin Bieber and the jonas brothers. gahh, theres a whole lot more but i can only remember these two. sigh. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7816970998749508369?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7816970998749508369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7816970998749508369' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I WANT TO MAKE FAUX CINNAMON COOKIES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;so i can fool my friends to think that its a real cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;or maybe just bake some cookies for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1866055222283542654?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/1866055222283542654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=1866055222283542654' title='0 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type='text'>choked?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today, i choked on Nutella bread. and i had the guts to eat it in class in full view of everyone with my math teacher looking at me and asking questions. this is why i cant eat pills or tablets as a whole. i was traumatized since young. and i choked on a fish bone. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok so today i,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- created a scene cause i was agitated and somewhat irritated by my physics teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- lit class was canceled, had to continue online which was like a few hours ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- scared fadhilah with the school cat (school's mascot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- doodled with her during our 5free periods. oh and if you're reading this, Fish Must Put Sauce&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and thats it for today. i guess. haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5338077083932853620?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5338077083932853620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5338077083932853620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5338077083932853620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5338077083932853620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/choked.html' title='choked?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-1362213386433909380</id><published>2010-02-21T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:24:26.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls = evil. boys = douchebags?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S4EyF2oILTI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9873MEHteGE/s400/IDNdGSy2Mqvi0ebdQOYb9ahTo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440684900984827186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yet another pointless post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ohoh and i have 3PERIODS OF LITERATURE AFTER SCHOOL TOMORROW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1362213386433909380?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S4EyF2oILTI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/9873MEHteGE/s72-c/IDNdGSy2Mqvi0ebdQOYb9ahTo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-4932316130652160366</id><published>2010-02-19T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:02:17.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont push your luck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S4EPUxg3Z3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/AUGPiihb5io/s400/Gu1SoS1tRqda0c2h0imoVBBxo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440646674403256178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;this is why i dont like people who thinks they stand out from the rest. they're just doing that to attract attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; i dont know why im posting this. but im just frustrated with you. seriously. you're annoying, irritating and oh so stubborn to the max. no wonder, they dont like you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;so now im doing my combined science revisions for no reason. its like suddenly i feel like doing it. weird. anyways, i didnt have much motivation to workout. cab-ed all the way from school to gym but fadhilah have no mood to workout. besides, we're tired and im starving. :D so i went to Tampines1 to buy my headset at Challenger and went back home around 1530hrs. and until now, as i am blogging and talking with fadhilah on skype and uh doing my revisions, i still havent changed to my home clothes. worse still, i havent taken a shower. YET! will do so, soon. hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why cant you just accept the fact? hmph, dumb bitch.=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-4932316130652160366?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/4932316130652160366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=4932316130652160366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4932316130652160366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4932316130652160366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-push-your-luck.html' title='dont push your luck.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S4EPUxg3Z3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/AUGPiihb5io/s72-c/Gu1SoS1tRqda0c2h0imoVBBxo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-7314018148305935401</id><published>2010-02-17T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:16:12.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh hai.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S3vcKYFnPWI/AAAAAAAAAZc/GR8NJLGnUek/s400/shots934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439183045802802530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;i was bored. shoot me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wanted naughty g but i bought red bull instead. pandai uh, nid. asal tk beli both skali? sigh. school was pathetic, nuff said. common test starts next week and i have no motivation to re-revise. and worse still, almost every &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;teacher expects me to get all A's. =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and yes, this is a pointless post. just doing it to kill time but apparently, its not working. kthxbai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7314018148305935401?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7314018148305935401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7314018148305935401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7314018148305935401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7314018148305935401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-hai.html' title='oh hai.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S3vcKYFnPWI/AAAAAAAAAZc/GR8NJLGnUek/s72-c/shots934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-727548441986158045</id><published>2010-02-16T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:27:27.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 323px; height: 345px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S3pHao4M9tI/AAAAAAAAAZU/aR8Jc1Sqrao/s400/loser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438738022978614994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i pity this 'girl'. seriously. and what makes her think im male? omg. this chick must be desperate. hahaha ohoh and hafiz can still tell me that im lesbian just cause i said i feel rejected that she didnt reply to me. i should actually play the game with her since i was procrastinating. again. but damn, i forgot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ps: i personally think she's stalking me. o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-727548441986158045?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/727548441986158045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=727548441986158045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/727548441986158045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/727548441986158045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/loser.html' title='loser.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S3pHao4M9tI/AAAAAAAAAZU/aR8Jc1Sqrao/s72-c/loser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-4395354017006894832</id><published>2010-02-15T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:06:18.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 60px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S3j_RbEQrNI/AAAAAAAAAZM/7X3SWOLpUpk/s400/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438377224838360274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; love these boys. especially J-Dog, for tweeting that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-4395354017006894832?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/4395354017006894832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=4395354017006894832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4395354017006894832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4395354017006894832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/cat.html' title='cat?'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S3j_RbEQrNI/AAAAAAAAAZM/7X3SWOLpUpk/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-4628138246692838814</id><published>2010-02-13T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:52:48.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S3a7_pHnAfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/haH6-dmuZ1I/s400/Photo0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437740302140375538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;last 2days ago, marks the first month of something which happens to me. i dont wish to elaborate it further cause i have to move on. and now, i have nothing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-4628138246692838814?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/4628138246692838814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=4628138246692838814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4628138246692838814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/4628138246692838814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-month.html' title='first month.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S3a7_pHnAfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/haH6-dmuZ1I/s72-c/Photo0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6015019792002941972</id><published>2010-02-11T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:04:40.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuckface.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S3Px-CH7bGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/LvM76zztdto/s400/tumblr_kw094y8JRR1qzkznso1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436955223190629474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;stop being nice to get along with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6015019792002941972?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6015019792002941972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6015019792002941972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6015019792002941972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6015019792002941972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/fuckface.html' title='fuckface.'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/S3Px-CH7bGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/LvM76zztdto/s72-c/tumblr_kw094y8JRR1qzkznso1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-218512318372757608</id><published>2010-02-11T18:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:44:54.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Have you broken any bones?  If so, how?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;duh. =.= &lt;br /&gt;hmm, my right hand got trapped in between the lift door. my left hand was slammed by a car door and a netball. and my left ring finger looks weird. o.0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-218512318372757608?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/218512318372757608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=218512318372757608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/218512318372757608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/218512318372757608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_9831.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6806502799108343353</id><published>2010-02-11T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:13:40.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Dora The Explorer or Go, Diego, Go! ?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;both are the same right? only difference is that one is a girl and the other is a boy. and since i watched Dora the Explorer first, so im gonna choose her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6806502799108343353?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6806502799108343353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6806502799108343353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6806502799108343353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6806502799108343353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_11.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-760199993638799647</id><published>2010-02-08T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:00:32.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;duh. they exist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-760199993638799647?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/760199993638799647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=760199993638799647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/760199993638799647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/760199993638799647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_7256.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-6906566715494451610</id><published>2010-02-08T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T13:26:51.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;what makes you think johnny will stick to you forever? &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;WTF? =.=&amp;quot; please. do not include our crazy msn chats here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-6906566715494451610?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/6906566715494451610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=6906566715494451610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6906566715494451610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/6906566715494451610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_08.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-181554891540233109</id><published>2010-02-07T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:45:04.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;well of course.. mr nathan is the next big thing.. if TNA hires him, it&amp;#039;s the end of WWE forsho, right?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;fo sho, my homie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-181554891540233109?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/181554891540233109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=181554891540233109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/181554891540233109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/181554891540233109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_4518.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-1389195687179058097</id><published>2010-02-07T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:39:20.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;yeah, cause im cool like that! x] and nahh, batista&amp;#039;s afraid of mr nathan, so they put batista in a storyline with john cena instead.. listen up TNA, mr nathan is a free agent!&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;hahahaha i see. what storyline. sigh. BUT, if TNA wants mr nathan, i will stop watching WWE. lol ok wtf?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-1389195687179058097?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/1389195687179058097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=1389195687179058097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1389195687179058097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/1389195687179058097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_8705.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-7103278071204003301</id><published>2010-02-07T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:29:23.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What&amp;#039;s your biggest phobia?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;the sea. i almost drown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7103278071204003301?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7103278071204003301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7103278071204003301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7103278071204003301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7103278071204003301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_8011.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-5528271902502415699</id><published>2010-02-07T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:23:31.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;how can you be so random at times ?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;cause im awesome like that.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-5528271902502415699?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/5528271902502415699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=5528271902502415699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5528271902502415699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/5528271902502415699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_7346.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-7087745120393767496</id><published>2010-02-07T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:13:40.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;you don&amp;#039;t know me? i&amp;#039;m the coolest guy aliveee! i&amp;#039;m mr nathan&amp;#039;s agent!&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;you&amp;#039;re the coolest guy alive? OMG! HAHAHAHA of course i know you. so hows mr nathan? is he gonna fight batista later? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7087745120393767496?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7087745120393767496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7087745120393767496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7087745120393767496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7087745120393767496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_3850.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-8666743283682712746</id><published>2010-02-07T17:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T17:22:02.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;do you know me?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;hmm. no. who are you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-8666743283682712746?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/8666743283682712746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=8666743283682712746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8666743283682712746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/8666743283682712746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_7680.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-7952579957891193700</id><published>2010-02-07T13:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:13:38.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What are you most excited about right now?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;nothing at the moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-7952579957891193700?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/7952579957891193700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=7952579957891193700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7952579957891193700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/7952579957891193700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_3815.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186422176988179675.post-2186140572863015154</id><published>2010-02-07T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:13:23.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you could have a super power, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;to be invincible, can fly and uh read minds. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/hxcNID"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9186422176988179675-2186140572863015154?l=the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2186140572863015154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9186422176988179675&amp;postID=2186140572863015154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2186140572863015154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9186422176988179675/posts/default/2186140572863015154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-livingmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_07.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>nidVENGENZ*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08295271555212647485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pm90EK9391c/SSylZhHQWHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dMl1SQJR8yw/S220/shots1099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
