<?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-4215332447840949858</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:12:29.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life and Times of Alicia Goh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-1961590843583440188</id><published>2008-06-26T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:58:04.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE!!!</title><content type='html'>OK, this post has to be reeeeeeeeeally short (meaning as short as possible) because I need to go eat.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanna thank God for protecting my mom's shop. Why? because just about one hour ago, I was standing at a REAL LIVE FIRE SCENE!!!! eeeee!? There is this hair salon about 3 stores away from my mom's shop, and about 2-3 hours ago it caught on fire. So we, almost arriving home, receive this call from our pastor saying that Chick 'n' Sleek( the name) is on fire! (the hair salon's owner also go's to our church. So we rush back with Silky and all. What we were most worried about was because next door to Chic 'n' Sleek is a paper shop, where they print stuff, so the entire place is PACKED with paper. Meaning, that if the fire spreads the paper shop will automatically burst into flames. and right next door is a tuition center that is packed with kids 24/7...ok, maybe not 24/7 but you get the point. Then a chinese store, then my mom's shop. Which has lasers in it... which cost QUITE a lot. So we're like praying REALLY REALLY hard in the car as we drive back to the "scene of the crime" and my mom asks God to CUT of the fire. And, wadduya know? The reason why the fire didn't spread was because the "tenaga" people were smart enough to cut the electricity, if not, the whole row of shops would now be a nice,big, bonfire. Also, since Silky had to be brought also he was showered with admiration (not like he ever lacks it)  by a bunch of pretty "damsels in distress" who happen to be beating boys and well, giggling? Anyway, to cut the story short, the shops safe, no one got injured and SIlky will be having VERY happy dreams tonight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I wanna go eat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-1961590843583440188?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/1961590843583440188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=1961590843583440188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1961590843583440188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1961590843583440188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/06/fire.html' title='FIRE!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-1881992098227149933</id><published>2008-06-23T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T05:09:27.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff?</title><content type='html'>I'm like SO BORED right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm like always bored but, what to do? my brains DEAD! anybody know brain CPR? but still, i suppose it won't work, since my brains been dead for quite sometime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, now, PE sux even more. Why? becuase instead of last time when everybody runs around after one stupid ball we have to (get this) DANCE! and not just any dance, some kind of tai chi like kind of dance. Except its to christian music and stuff, in CHINESE! I like seriously can't run away from it. Everyone here speaks it. EVERYONE I tell you EVERYONE! haih...the dance is called zhan mei chow (obvioulsy wrong pin ying, 'cept for 'mei' but it could be another "mei" so i dunno) its like WORST than ballet. I mean, atleast in ballet you actually SWEAT! (not you SWT! haha) here all you do is wave your arms around and stuff. But, they say it makes you "thinner" (really) so I guess, WHATEVER! atleast i don't have to run after some stupid ball! haih...i miss football, even though i suck at it, but STILL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm getting better at stretching! no really, I AM...kinda...to those people from strecthy-land I'm horrible but to me I know I'm getting better..not FANTASTIC but a bit better. Hopefully by the end of this year I can fall asleep! That would be SO COOL!!! eeeee!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...what else can I talk about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tv in the car is busted...YAY! not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Happens In Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu Panda (AWESOME!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Smart (pretty funny, the "kiss" eeeeeewwwwwww!!! if you've watched it you should get what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all...ooooo, I just finnished "Lessons for a Sunday Father" GREAT BOOK! very addictive.I was hoping for a different ending but I guess it was a OK ending...never thought of that kind of ending, but it was ok. Less, "cliched" (if that's how you spell it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't really have anything to write about anymore...so BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-1881992098227149933?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/1881992098227149933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=1881992098227149933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1881992098227149933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1881992098227149933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/06/stuff.html' title='stuff?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-2723645238278684692</id><published>2008-06-09T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T05:53:19.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER!</title><content type='html'>So...today was the first day of school well, kind of, not first day as in FIRST first day but like first day after the holidays kind of day...DUH! why am I explaining this??? never mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeah, so, the holidays are officially OVER! how I know that? becuase I went to school today, like EVERYBODY! unless you happen to be able to skip school or something...but you get what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 2 days of my holiday were pretty productive, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we (me and my parents) went to Jusco to buy my new school bag becuase my old and faithful bag finally had to give its last breath...a moment of silence for my late bag...ok, back to the topic, since I'm very fussy over my bag we had to walk all over Jusco...KILLER! I tell you, KILLER!...anyway, we found the bag also a pair of new SHOES!!! YAY! and NO they aren't heels or anything their...ADIDAS!!! haha! then we watched...KUNG FU PANDA!!! and it was SO NICE! it was SO FUNNY! ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!!!!! ok...done laughing. Then later I went to Vern-vern's house for An-an's B'day. It was ok, we tried to call Jesse! haha, I know, I know its IMPOSSIBLE but we tried! HAHA, we actually got into America's line thingy and I heard the "lady" say that no such number was found, with an American accent, so it should be it...hmmmm, the closest I'ver ever got to him, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't go to church yesterday becuase of something...Also because we won't be seeing my dad next week we celebrated Father's Day this week so we had ITALIAN food! YUM! lol so that ROCKED! then...er...nothing really, nothing important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing happened until AFTER school. When I saw the girl that would be DESTINED to be Silky's wife I just hope that my dad thinks that too because I don't think he does.haih...sorry Silky, I tried my best....haih....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to go, so BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-2723645238278684692?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/2723645238278684692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=2723645238278684692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2723645238278684692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2723645238278684692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/06/over.html' title='OVER!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7377363677916316369</id><published>2008-06-03T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T03:59:26.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays....?</title><content type='html'>Holiday....? So the holidays are here...and almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays always seem so bright and shiny when I'm months away from it I'm like planning what I want to do for the holidays and then when it's finally here...I'm like wait, why are the holidays almost over? Didn't they ust start? What did I do anyway? OK, let's see, I er..slept, oh yeah, did a lot of that. What else? oooo, i followed mummy to the shop and um...oh yeah I read a book! and did a bit of LIFEPACS and ofcourse WATCHED TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you guys but I feel like the holidays are just flying by...which isn't a surprise since I slept for most of the time...haih...how on earth am I going to write a report on what I did during my holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably how it'll be like:&lt;br /&gt;During these past two weeks, all I have done is sleep, eat, read, watch TV, surf the net and a bit of LIFEPACS. Nothing really interesting happened therefore I have nothing to write. Please don't blame me for have such a bad report, it's not my fault that I have a boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, something interesting will happen or this would have to be my report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays can be sooooooooo boring or soooooooooo much fun. In my case, it's always the earlier, unless we go somewhere, but that's different, I haven't been out of Malaysia for ages! Excluding Singapore, but I haven't even been there in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is my life so boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is, I mean, My days are like in a rut. I do things without thinking. It's like a routine. Like, get up brush teeth, wash face, get dressed, tie hair, scream at mummy to hurry up, go to school, do work, eat, do work, go home (shop) sleep (have tuition, extra class) go home shower go online, practice piano, get ready for school tommorrow and then go to sleep. Repeat cycle for the rest of my teenage life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I hate it. Kinda. Well, yeah ,I think I do. But whatever, hopefully my adult life would be more productive...meaning, not in a RUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's the word...atleast I'm sure it sounds like it.Oh well, guess that's my life, sucky.But to the few viewers who read this sucky blog of my sucky life, HAPPY HOLIDAYS! and thankyou for reading this sucky post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~Ps. I'm just bored, I'm gonna commit suicide cos of my sucky life or anything...so don't panic or anything, and if u didn't panic then don't start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7377363677916316369?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7377363677916316369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7377363677916316369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7377363677916316369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7377363677916316369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/06/holiday.html' title='Holidays....?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-2634458192620964027</id><published>2008-05-22T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T07:27:11.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>elastic girls...sheesh....plus POINTE</title><content type='html'>My whole body is KILLING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...45 minutes of POINTE! You have got to be kidding me....especially when my body mass is so big and by feet are so small. By the time we finnished the exercises my legs were shaking...real BAD....and just when I thought that all the pain was done for the night...STRETCHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THese girls are inhumane...I think they came from a far off, undiscovered planet called "Stretchyland" or "Elasteland"they are like SO flexibles....they do these stretches and FALL ASLEEP! seriously....I was screaming there and they were closing their eyes and RELAXING!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...hiah...so after ballet my toes felt like they were broken, my muscles felt like they were torn and I was damned HUNGRY....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I think that I'm a pretty SUCKY ballerina...cos...I cant stretch, I can't remember the steps and the most obvious one is that I'm FAT! and even though I CAN do something to stop the last one I really can't be bothered, because serioulsy, FOOD IS TOO GOOD TO GIVE UP! I just can't...trust me I've tried...but it doesn't work I tell you, IT DOESN"T! so why do I even try? WHo KNOWs? Definitely NOT me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...to you close to annorexic, stretchable ballerinas...have fun dancing while I stuff my face with FOOD! HA! something which you can't DO....! Ok...that was the lamest come back ever...they'd just go...Fine, stuff your face you pig, while we look gorgeous on stage...besides, atleast we won't die of a heart attack due to too much fat around the arteries...and I'd just go...AHHHHHHH! my left arm hurts! I think I'm getting a heart attack!!!....then they walk off...laughing into the sunset....please please please don't let that be a prophesy of my future...please, please, PLEASE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...ok...I know...somethings wrong with me..I'm writting nonsense...as ussual...so I guess that shows that there ISN'T anything wrong with me...wait...ok...it just depends on how you look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have good news and bad news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good News...&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah! Airhead is OUT! YES!!!...but only in the US...plus JESSE"S NEW ALBUM!!!! DEPARTURE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Good as in...it'll be coming out here soon...OMG I'll my gramma to get it from Canada...YES! OMG! why didn't I think of that...I'm asking mummy to call her NOW!!! EEEEEE!!!...wait, when is she coming back...? NVM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news...&lt;br /&gt;OK...ALL of you should know this...and its not exactly "bad news" since David Cook really isn't bad...actually he's good...I just really wished that David A. would have won...haih...nvm...rmb, Clay Aiken was more famous than Reuben Studdard...I took that from StarMag last Sunday....but it makes me feel better...I guess....Oh yeah, I'm sure you all know what I'm talking about already so I don't need to say that I'm talking about AMERICAN IDOL!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NITE NITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-2634458192620964027?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/2634458192620964027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=2634458192620964027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2634458192620964027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2634458192620964027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/05/elastic-girlssheeshplus-pointe.html' title='elastic girls...sheesh....plus POINTE'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8904675760207724002</id><published>2008-05-22T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T06:31:53.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so much to say....too little brain....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...where do I start?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know ussually I have nothing to say...but now I have to much to say...which would probably end up with me forgetting everything I wanted to say and this post being extremely short, so I better get started on this before I forget EVERYTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll start with Mother's Day (I know...that was like 2 weeks AGO...!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Pelangi Plaza (A shopping mall in JB) with my mom,because she needed to get her hair done or something, and we saw that there was this contest called "beautiful mommy" which is a sort of beauty contest for moms and stuff. Now, I guess you know where this is going...my mother joins and blah but dont get me wrong she didn't WANT to join..I did. Yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking...VAIN! But the thing is that there is no "catwalk" or "talent thingies" all there is, is a photo. Free hair, make-up, and photos...which you can take with your daughter. So I was like...MUMMY! I WANNA TAKE PICTURES!!! (not just any pictures, ones with profesional photographers and their computers which touch up every single blemish that you have, making you look PERFECT! and who doesn't wanna look perfect?) so I talked her into it. So we took the pictures and it was kind of fun. The photographer guy was kind of funny...he was like so shocked because I was laughing like a hyeena...now looking back I know that I must have looked like an idiot but...WHATEVER...and my face was so RED he was like wah! why you so red? got handsome guy isit (shuai ge)...the problem with constant red faces people think that you're blushing because of THEM! Mei Hong said that it might make every guy,that doesn't know me so well, think that I like him...disaster right? niway...back to the point...ok...I'll just skip to the end...my Mom was supposed to get second, but because she wasn't there she didn't get the prize...haih..I know...dissapointing right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK...NEXT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a movie update&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: PRINCE CASPIAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!EEEEEEEE!AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/MMPO/505641~Chronicles-of-Narnia-Prince-Caspian-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess from my "screaming" in the beginnig you know that its FANTASTIC! so much better than the first...also Edmund and Lucy are like sooooooo grown up now! EEEEEEEEEEEE I love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! ok...stop screaming...EEEEEEEEEEE!!!! ok that was the last NO MORE i promise....haha...lame..I know...Whatever....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Book update!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have read 2 books (meaning bought) so far....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Hacking Harvard&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.robinwasserman.com/fw/images/store/hh-cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Robin Wasserman is a GENIUS!!! How the hell do you think up of a story like this and make it sound so awesomely interesting and funny is BEYOND me....It's almost as ridiculous as All American Girl (ridiculous, as in the possibilities of this being...well...possible)...and yet she was able to make this story quite "believe-able" ....hiah..I loved it...actually, I love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the back of the book...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE HACK:   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To get one deadbeat, fully unqualified slacker into one of the most prestigious school in the country.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE CREW&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eric Roth:The good guy, the voice of reason&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Max Kim:The player who made the bet in the first place&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Schwarz:The kid genius already on the inside...of Harvard, that is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lex:The little-miss-perfect valedictorian who insists on getting into the game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PLAN:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Use only the most undetectable schemes and techno brilliant skills. Don;t break the hacker's code. Don;t get distracted.Don;t get caught. Take down someone who deserves it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE STAKES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lot higher than they think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;................................................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something like that...it's really interesting....far fetched...but interesting....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;book 2....Recipe for Disaster   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, I have not finnished it yet...so I cant  comment completely on it...just that it's very nice...also another reason why I cant comment on it is because I gtg practice piano...haih...mom screamin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK...BYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we didn't have presentation for 2 weeks already...YES!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.p.s.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sean's going to Scotland tonight...for the hols...ALONE! 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Guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEI HONG AND YU XIN!!! the 2 girls from my previous blog. Yeah, they're here. Until Friday. The only reason why I can ACTUALLY WRITE THIS is because they're both on the phone. Yeah, they HAVE social lives! Cos' I really DON'T! I mean, if you look at my call records it's like totally lifeless, social lifeless....ok whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...they're OFF THE PHONE! which means that i gtg...tell you more about this in the next post! BYEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-5650955888948034277?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/5650955888948034277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=5650955888948034277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/5650955888948034277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/5650955888948034277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/04/intruders.html' title='INTRUDERS!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-266474435966436774</id><published>2008-04-25T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:48.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Burp-day Sean!</title><content type='html'>Though YOU (Sean) will never read this post...haha.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway....for those who DO read my blog I guess I'll tell you what happened last/this wednesday (24th of April). It was Sean's B'day ( a guy in my school) and he was turning 16. So his dad gave the school some $$$ to celebrate it here. So Mei Hong, Yu Xin and I decided to get him something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193444040783670594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/SBLR1svHrUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vuhhbpX2c7c/s320/Photo-0225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we were like what to give, what to give....hmmm....obvioulsy we wanted to give him something funny since, well, he's HIM! so the first thing we decided on was some thing girly...So at the end we came up with this...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193444255532035410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/SBLSCMvHrVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RGeYbMa6baY/s320/Photo-0236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It is a baby bottle and it is ADORABLE! it's actually in the shape of a little cell phone! when MEi Hong brought is to school I was like OMG I want it!!!! and she was like yeah! me 2! she almost bought him something else. So we filled it with milk (as in baby milk powder) and gave it to him.And he drank from it! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193445677166210402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/SBLTU8vHrWI/AAAAAAAAAME/LiifHcnojL0/s320/Photo-0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193445681461177714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/SBLTVMvHrXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/HeeJ5lUdgQ4/s320/Photo-0229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193445681461177730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/SBLTVMvHrYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/E11q0uZ08Sc/s320/Photo-0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193445690051112338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/SBLTVsvHrZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/J4FhGx4Llm4/s320/Photo-0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193445698641046946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/SBLTWMvHraI/AAAAAAAAAMk/vTCFRrgOn9s/s320/Photo-0239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There are actually A LOT more pictures but they're all about the same. The funny part was that he drank from it for like half an hour but when we checked how much he drank it was like only 1 and a half inches!!! cos the hole was too small. So Yu Xin told him to cut it wider but he didn't want to. So we told him to go home and drink it before he goes to bed tonight (he didn't, we asked him the next day). And it turns out that he never stoped drinking from his baby bottle till he was six! So ten years later, he got to drink from it again....haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also bought a t-shirt for another guy, Gabriel, his birthday was on the 1st of April. It was pink. And he LOVED IT!!!! he was saying thank you over and over again. And he said that he couldn't wait to wear it! He actually wanted to put it on then and there but we told him to wear it on Monday...so we'll see how he lloks in it onm monday...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm...what else is there to tell you guys about? Um...hmm....er....I HAVE NO IDEA!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our presentation this thursday was horribly BORING! because we didn't have time to prepare for it. Also because we weren't in the mood...haha...anyway...till next time, BYE!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-266474435966436774?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/266474435966436774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=266474435966436774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/266474435966436774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/266474435966436774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-burp-day-sean.html' title='Happy Burp-day Sean!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/SBLR1svHrUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vuhhbpX2c7c/s72-c/Photo-0225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7415990171118936111</id><published>2008-04-15T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T05:42:28.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Planet Shakers!!!! + ANIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;PEOPLE! WASSUP???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to the Planet Shakers concert last Saturday in FGA KL! It was pretty GOOD!...Good because we went kinda late so we (me, Dawn and Grace) had to sit in the balcony which wasn't quite so cool. Since I'm short I couldn't see a thing, so we had to squeeze to the front, but it was sooooooooo squishy there that there was barely space to jump! Plus, during the sermon this COUPLE was like acting all LOVEY-DOVEY so our vision was technically blocked by both their heads which were stuck together while they wispered sweet nothings into each other's ears. WAS NOT PRETTY! also the guy couldn't keep his hands off her. I was actually almost forced to believe that his hand was glued to her waist. I mean he was even JUMPING with his hand on her waist...which was actually REALLY FUNNY....I mean he couldn't even take his hand away to CLAP! sheesh...guys....how does she stand that? I mean, with him breathing down her neck!?! BUt maybe that's how you act when you're "in love"....anyway...this whole post is practically on THEM so...CHANGE TOPIC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this anime...La Corda D'oro (primo passo) which is SO NICE! haha....it's got like a bunch of clssical stuff in it(SWT will love it..I'm quite sure)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THe story is that this girl gets this like 'magic violin' from this fairy. THis violin is magic because it can play ANY TUNE that she wants...but she still has to practice. So she like joins this competion....and there's a piano genious, violin genious, cello genious, flute genious, trumpet genious and something else, which I do NOT know the name of. So anyway...I know it sounds KINDA lame but its really nice! I mean there's all these classical music and theey tell you A LOT about classical music that I never knew about. They just started showing it on Animax which was where I found it....but you can watch it on youtube too...which is what I'm doing...so BYE!!!! I WANNA WATCH!!! I'm up to episode 10!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://album.vuilen.com/data/524/medium/group_la_corda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The main girl is the red head. The guy with green hair on the left plays Piano, the blue head plays violin, the blondie plays cello, the purple head plays the flute and the other lighter green head plays the trumpet. I like the trumpet guy...he's more "fun" as in he likes to play more! he's not so serious about music..the cello dude lives on music!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7415990171118936111?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7415990171118936111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7415990171118936111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7415990171118936111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7415990171118936111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/04/planet-shakers-anime.html' title='Planet Shakers!!!! + ANIME!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8533075529934907865</id><published>2008-04-12T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T02:33:22.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged</title><content type='html'>I have never been tagged before so what exactly do i have to do? Answer the questions, change one question then tag 8 other ppl? ok...I think I can to that....if that's what I'm supposed to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1. At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't know...Maybe after I finish Uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, get a proper job and stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2. What do you hope to accomplish most in life?&lt;br /&gt;I hope to become a good Christian doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3. What do you fear most in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Stuff going into my ear...especially water. It freaks me out! my ears are my MAJOR weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4.  The most regretted action you've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I dunno...i regret tons of stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;5. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Disneyland in America!!! I know it's kinda childish but what the heck! its bigger than friggin' Singapore!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;6. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To become a heart surgeon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;7. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I don't know...i mean, money isn't the most important thing in life but without money it'll be kinda hard to buy food and water and stuff...so I guess my answer is no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;8. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;My faith in God...same as Crys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;9. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Save for my education. Maybe buy some stuff...and ofcourse give to charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;10. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;NO...most likely NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;11. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;She's fun, she's nice and totally COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;12. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A good job, love me, love God....love my family, and take care of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;13. Are you ready for marriage? Why not or why yes?&lt;br /&gt;No. I don't think I'm ready yet....I'm too young and I need to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;14. What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm not sure...it's different for everybody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;16. If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;think before I talk...I have to learn to do that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;17. Are you satisfied with your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yeah..I guess...but I wanna move back to Klang...JB sux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;18. 10 years down the road, who will you become?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I would love to be in UNI studying medicine...I dunno whether I'll still want to be a Heart Surgeon...but I really want to do medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;19. What is/are yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; trademark(s)??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I dunno...I'm pretty crazy I guess...oooo...and my Jesse craziness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;20. Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My best friend....sometimes my parents...it depends on the problem...and if I can't tell either I can tell GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tagged:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ai Theeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sher Wyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Rebekah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;David P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dexter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Kajal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-8533075529934907865?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/8533075529934907865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=8533075529934907865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8533075529934907865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8533075529934907865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged.html' title='tagged'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8216093713535126163</id><published>2008-04-11T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:22:43.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored to tears....</title><content type='html'>Yes, like the title of this post I AM BORED TO TEARS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me, somebody, PLEASE! i beg of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THis Thursday the presentation went pretty well...me, Mei Hong and Yu Xin(the new girl) di like this thing on Amazing Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the story of John Newton and stuff, then Yu Xin read out the lyrics and then Mei Hong Explained the meaning. It was ok, y'know, less freaky since there is others up there with you...it makes it less frightening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news about presentation now is that we don't know what to do. We DEFINTELY want to do something together again, since its less scary butwe don't know what to do. We wanted to do a story but everything is either to short or to long or not able to divide into three parts. Haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..I don't want to tlk about presentation anymore...what else to tlk about???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, actually NOTHING! so I guess I should go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-8216093713535126163?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/8216093713535126163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=8216093713535126163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8216093713535126163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8216093713535126163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/04/bored-to-tears.html' title='Bored to tears....'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7800217046143637655</id><published>2008-04-09T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:49.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Guess who's birthday is today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9th of April....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ring a bell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not....I'll tell you who....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait for it...wait for it....ok...this is lame, bet you guys aren't even in suspence....anyway....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...its Jesse McCartney's Birthday!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187237158369722178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/R_zEtl5Vf0I/AAAAAAAAALs/jiBmtuuNUc4/s320/jesse+mac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whopee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three Cheers!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haih...not nice....I don't even know him, LOL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So..HAPPY BITHDAY JESSE!!!! (not like you'd see this, but if you did it would be SO COOL, write in my cbox!!! who am I kidding? there's no way he'd see this.)\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO I guess that's all...so erm....BYE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7800217046143637655?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7800217046143637655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7800217046143637655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7800217046143637655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7800217046143637655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthday.html' title='Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/R_zEtl5Vf0I/AAAAAAAAALs/jiBmtuuNUc4/s72-c/jesse+mac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-6188241037188374148</id><published>2008-04-07T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T02:04:01.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>So, I just arrived back from Klang. And it took us 6 hours! why?&lt;br /&gt;1)We took a break an HOUR into the journey&lt;br /&gt;2)My mom wanted to try another road. It turns out that road was in repair. VERY BAD JAM.&lt;br /&gt;3)Went to my grandfather's(on my dad's side)grave.&lt;br /&gt;4)We stoped for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I was boiling in the car. BOILING!!! or ROASTING whatever you want to call it. I seriously think that Silky became a HOT DOG. haha...I know, cliched and lame, WHATEVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...so yeah, that's all I have to say...haha....just complain about what a sucky trip I had...haha...OK um...BYYYYEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-6188241037188374148?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/6188241037188374148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=6188241037188374148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6188241037188374148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6188241037188374148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/04/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-5070539481024186695</id><published>2008-04-05T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T02:04:31.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soap Operas(boohoo, NOT)...movies(love em'!)....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/9/92/Hanakimiposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/9/92/Hanakimiposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm currently watching this show....I know it's old....and...well....not very nice....the kind of show I ussually make fun of, but I HAVE NO CHOICE!!!!....actually I do....but yeeeeeeeeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every week I have to sit in the car for 4 hours. Not that I'm complaining about it, cos in Klang only got TV but it's really boring in the car, and I don't like to sleep in the car because I always get headaches when I wake up. So what do I do in the car for 4 hours? I watch TV. WHich is one of the reasons why I'm watching so many movies lately. It's easier to watch serieses cos they last for hours. Episode after episode, where as movies ussually last for about 2 hours. So I have finnished watching "My lovely Kim Sam-Soon" and "What Planet Are You From". "Coffee Prince" was blur so I didn't finnish watching it.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://image.yesasia.com/assets/GalleryImage/r_g0000001099_0_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is like super DUPER old...but I love it! It's one of my Fav's&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://store.mountainapplecompany.com/images/WhatPlanet72.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know this show looks like the kind that would make you cry buckets but it isn't. It's actually quite funny...I also really like it, except for the leading male, he ruined the whole show. OK, maybe that's too much but, he's just NOT good looking AT ALL!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So far I have only liked 2 asian celebrities....guy celebrities....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Number 1 is obvioulsy...RAIN!!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://gallery.xenmobile.com/images/celebrities/rain001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know about you but I think that he is absolutely ADORABLE!!!! teehee. He's not really HOT but he's definitely CUTE! ; P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Number 2 is actually Taiwanese. He's in the boyband Farenheit....which I have never even heard of until my aunty in Aust told me about it. I only started likeing him after watching him in the taiwanes show on the top of this post. He's the one on the left. His name is Jiro Wang (so wierd, I prefer his name in the show, XIU YI!!!...haha)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img215.imageshack.us/img215/1803/5yd4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know he looks really "sisi" but don't all asian stars? and he's actually A LOT cuter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So...movies?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have watched 3 movies this week! 2 in the car. I'll go in chronological order...haha....L.A is kicking in (L.A as in Language Arts not Los Angeles)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first one was picked by my mom&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.porchlightfilms.com.au/porchimage/homesongposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Obvioulsy my mom chose it...I doubt I'd ever want to watch this kind of show....but it was actually quite nice. And the place where it was filmed....as in the house they filmed it in, my suspects that it might be in the neighborehood oh my parent's first home in Aust( I wasn't born then so I don't know). So I guess that's kinda cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next one is: 27 Dresses.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2007/10/16/27-dresses-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess you could say that I expected it to be funnier. But it was alright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The third is: Awake.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2007/11/08/awake-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, this movie IS SO COOL!!!! haha...thanx WAT for telling me about it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so that's it for the movie update...but now for the book update!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THe latest book I have read is....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;CONVERSATIONS WITH THE FAT GIRL..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/503/8600pw400vj0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This book is Nice. The reason why I took it out from the mass of books was because the title part"...fat girl" caught my attention. So I picked it up and read the back. Atfirst I was like hmmm...what if it's not nice? but then the comment said that if you like Jane Green and some other author you'd like this book. So I bought it...also it was only  RM12.90 so my dad had no objections to the price. so yeeeeeeeah...it's real nice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 stars!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today I watched mummy forensics again...but I'll leave that for another time...I think I've written enough! so BUH-BYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps. I did NOT buy those korean/taiwanese serieses...I borrowed them from my grandma and my cousin....but the movies I did buy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-5070539481024186695?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/5070539481024186695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=5070539481024186695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/5070539481024186695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/5070539481024186695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/04/soap-operasboohoo-notmovieslove-em.html' title='Soap Operas(boohoo, NOT)...movies(love em&apos;!)....'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-1213685187438948212</id><published>2008-04-03T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:33:52.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>presentations...</title><content type='html'>Salutations! Welcome to my humble blog...blah blah blah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired...but I don't feel like sleeping....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we didn't do any work at ALL!!! why? We were preparong for our presentation. WHy so late only prepare? Ah...that is what the teacher's were saying also. We were assigned our book reports 2 weeks ago...but last week (the week we were supposed to do what we were assigned) we did something else. I had to read a malay story, "Budak yang Degil"....teacher's comments? you should have memorized it and speak louder....my response in my head....how do you expect me to memorize a FREAKING story in another language when you told me to do this about 3 hours ago...minus lunch and devotion 2....not to mention we had to do some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week, me being forgetful as ussual, forgot all about the book reports. So, I, came happily/ innocently to school today thinking that there won't be any presentations and then WHAM!!! we have to do em' freaking reports!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to do on The Hiding Place...so I tried my best to recall what I read...and wrote a book review...WHICH I HAD TO MEMORIZE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end...I DID IT!!! I did the FREAKING REPORT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments...poor paper. Huh? you're thinking....Well...if you ask SWT or Renee they will tell you that I have the itchiest hands on planet earth. Give me a piece of paper, in less than 5 minutes it would be in ruins....folded marks everywhere, all the edges would be curly and most likely holes in em' too. So, while I was standing up in front of everyone I has twisting the paper round and round and round....so yeah! Also Mr. Lim was counting how many times everyone said "erm" or "um" (which ever way u wanna say it) and I only had....drumroll....5!!! haha....that's real little compared to someones 25!!! and another someone's 10 or 15 I think....haha....but I did have a few "la's"...lol....so yeah...that's um....OOPS! haha....my story of today's presentation! TADAA!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK....I'm not THAT bad...I still did work today...we stayed back till 5! haha...so I did complete a bit of work....though from 4:30 onwards...we played a little! teehee...haha....lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...um...i DO have book and movie updates...but I'll leave it for the next post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BUH-BYEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;SAYUNARA! (is that how you spell it? whatever?)&lt;br /&gt;ZAI ZEAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-1213685187438948212?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/1213685187438948212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=1213685187438948212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1213685187438948212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1213685187438948212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/04/salutations-welcome-to-my-humble-blog.html' title='presentations...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-6661226119668670891</id><published>2008-03-25T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T03:58:17.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I AM SO BORED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also today is my mom's BIRTHDAY!!! So...erm...HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY!!!! (though she won't even read my blog!)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.internet.is/mvala/birthday_monkey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ha ha...I like the monkey! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So...this week I have watched 2 movies....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://graffiti.tscpl.org/waterhorse45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK...this was reeeeally nice....to me....the water horse(aka Crusoe) is kinda cute....when it was a baby....but not when it was just hatched, that wasn't very cute...but like when it was in the bathtub age....5 STARS!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.boomerangshop.com/dvdcover/ImageWeb2/BratzTheMovieTheMovie1329_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly...I should have bought another movie...I mean I guess it was ok...but it just wasn't well...NICE! it was just OK....so yeah....hmm...about 3 stars&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOu might be thinking...wait...why so much about movies and m=nothing on books...well....here's my answer...I HAVE NO BOOKS!!!! Yes...i have run out of books and it sucks...I need to go to Singapore...and SOON&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK...i have to go....BYE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-6661226119668670891?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/6661226119668670891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=6661226119668670891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6661226119668670891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6661226119668670891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/03/bored.html' title='BORED!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7532372802360895724</id><published>2008-03-22T04:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:54:04.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SILKYYYYY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://b.magmypic.com/uploads/9/3c/93c19ced8305cb9e8b8e8cae09eaf0ad_PETFANCY_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Create &lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com"&gt;Fake Magazine Covers&lt;/a&gt; with your own picture at &lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com"&gt;MagMyPic.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.magmypic.com/subscribe"&gt;Discount Magazine Subscriptions&lt;/a&gt; - Save big!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a border=0 href="http://www.gigyamailbutton.com/wildfire/gigyamailbutton.ashx?url=aHR*cDovL3d3dy5naWd5YS5jb2*vd2lsZGZpcmUvd2Zwb3AuYXNweD9tb2R1bGU9ZW1haWwmdXJsPWh*dHAlM*ElMkYlMkZ3d3clMkVtYWdteXBpYyUyRWNvbSUyRmdldGNvZGU=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.gigya.com/wildfire/i/includeShareButton.gif" border="0" width="60" height="20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDYxODY4NDU1OTMmcD*1NDc4MSZkPXBhcnRuZXIrZGF*YSZuPWJsb2dnZXI=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7532372802360895724?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7532372802360895724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7532372802360895724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7532372802360895724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7532372802360895724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/03/silkyyyyy.html' title='SILKYYYYY!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-3102413894575067347</id><published>2008-03-15T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:43:01.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies...and a mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So...holidays are almost over...haih...i know...so sad....how on earth did all that time fly so fast...haih...anyway....during the holidays I watched some movies so erm...yeah...here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this movie is like old, but I just watched it...and I love it! haha!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.free-codecs.com/posters/guardian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This movie is ALSO very nice...it's interesting...GOD SAVE THE QUEEN! lol...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.obsessedwithfilm.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/2044poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Um....I'm not a huge fan of Nancy Drew so I guess it wasn't THAT great...and to me, they made her seem REALLY annoying, like super perfect or something...if I knew her, I would be REALLY annoyed with her...haha&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.impawards.com/2007/posters/nancy_drew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't watch this movie during the holidays but I haven't wrote about it yet ( i think) so um...it's REALLY nice...it's about MArtin Luther (obvioulsy lol)....so yeah....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.lutheransonline.com/lutheransonline/lutherfilm/images/Luther2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK...so I think that's all the movies....well except for this malaysian movie, not to y'know say anything BAD about malaysia...but this show, is probably THE WORST SHOW I HAVE EVER WATCHED IN ALL MY 13 YEARS OF AGE!!!! DO NOT WATCH IT! it's called Zap Chai Beng (is that how you write it?) and it's english name is mixed rice...i couldn't find a picture of it online...so yeeeeeeah....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Um...on Friday I went to Singapore Science Centre...hmmm...what to say about it? Well, it was ok...really big...really modern...and nicer than the malaysian one...haha... though I didn't get to go to the OMNI THEATER though...sniff sniff...haih....and they were showing something on MUMMIES! I KNOW! NOT FAIR!!! When they show stuff on MUMMIES i don't get to watch....haih...now there's this new show on the History Channel and I think it's called Mummy something...which is really interesting...i mean I love mummies! ok, maybe not LOVE but I find them soooooooooo interesting....lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The episode I watched today was about this Inca Mummy...it was from a fishing town, but it was placed in a wierd position. It was sitting crossed legged. The feathers on it's headress showed that it was a rich person and everything alse showed that it was a man except when they took a closer look at it's pelvis it showed that is was a woman...so...it remains a mystery! I KNOW! SO COOL! she might be a mini amazon! of a HIGH STANDARD! a WOMAN COULD BE OF HIGH CLASS THEN! THAT IS GREAT NEWS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha...ok I guess I should go now..so um...BYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-3102413894575067347?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/3102413894575067347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=3102413894575067347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3102413894575067347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3102413894575067347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/03/moviesand-mummy.html' title='Movies...and a mummy'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-2933909782761228669</id><published>2008-03-07T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T18:11:09.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially....</title><content type='html'>THe Holidays have officially begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived my first term!&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm actually felling OK...despite being awake so early....well, for a Saturday....what actually woke me up was the smell of food...and I was like....OMG what is that awesome smell! then I dragged myself out of bed....and went downstiars to eat....and then...well...here I am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...actaually I don't have anything to say...all I wanted to say was HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I said it....end of this blog post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-2933909782761228669?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/2933909782761228669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=2933909782761228669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2933909782761228669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2933909782761228669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/03/officially.html' title='Officially....'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7362931974434706009</id><published>2008-03-05T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T05:29:40.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff.......!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ello Ppl! Wassup?! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Technically (as ussual) I have absolutely NOTHING to say. But, not to fear, I'm sure the Idea Stalk would come around later....one way or another. I quite sure he's back from vacation already....Quuuuuuuuite sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, erm...what am I to say? (I'm still waiting for Mr. Idea) I guess I should say something about school right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, um...there really isn't much to say...I mean, It's normal, I'm getting use to it...Obviously I still miss Klang....but I guess it isn't so bad, y'knowAnyway...erm...it's holidays next week right? Is it? Dunno...haha...I just know it's soon....erm...I'm going to Singapore with some of the kids from school....to Singapore Science Centre, which I haven't been to in AGES so I hope It'll be fun...cos' I remembered that it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope it won't be like Petronas Science Centre. Cos' when I was younger I used to LOVE going there...I mean I use to BEG my parents to bring me there. Then I think last year I finally got to go...I was like REALLY EXCITED and when I went in, I was like OMG this place is soooooooooooo boring...ok maybe not THAT boring, but I guess once your expectations are THAT high, it seemed pretty let down-ish...y'know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha...anyway...just hope it doesn't end up that way..but I'm sure it'll be good...I mean c'mon, It's Singapore for crying out LOUD!....!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...yeeeeeah...tomorrow I have to do this "presentation" thing in school on long-term goals, which, to tell you the truth...I'n not too EXCITED about...I mean DUH! speaking in front of ppl...though it's only like less than 10 it still freaks me out!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have my first piano class tmr...seriously? how many sucky things can happen in one day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also just had my first chinese tuition class on Tuesday...which was OK...this teacher was my old one(from whenI was living in JB) so yeeah...she hasn't changed...yup! She's a girl, well woman actually...lol....All my teachers in klang were guys, EXCEPT for BALLET (ofcourse), can you imagine if I ahd a GUY for my BALLET TEACHER? that would have been so WIERD...y'know to have a MAN see you in your leotard...yeah, not a nice feeling, especially when they're telling you to TUCK YOUR BUTT IN! that would be sooooooooo awkward!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking (well, technically it's writting) of ballet...I'm starting my ballet class this Friday....AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK....no more school work...or studying....no more! Let's talk about (write) fun stuff like.....MOVIES!!! yes! no books! well, actually got....but later only...haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO. 1 on Alicia's boxoffice list....drumrolls....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;STEP UP 2: the Steets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.google.com.my/imgres?imgurl=http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/touchstone_pictures/step_up_2_the_streets/stepup2_galleryposter.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://popcornjunkies.insidepulse.com/articles/73778/2008/02/16/istep-up-2-the-streetsi--review.html&amp;amp;h=400&amp;amp;w=271&amp;amp;sz=80&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=2&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=aF6J-v3BCNgVrM:&amp;amp;tbnh=124&amp;amp;tbnw=84&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dstep%2Bup%2B2:the%2Bstreets%2B%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;five stars!*****!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;NO. 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licence to Wed (i know it's an old show...but yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.filmpeek.net/userimages/user3203_1176973910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quite funny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Four and a half stars&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;NO. 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jumper&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://digitalnoir.com/steve/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/jumper-poster-full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The movie was OK..I mean, when it ended it didn't feel like the end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;three and a half stars (the half is for HAYDEN!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!)lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK...I gtg...haha...BYE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7362931974434706009?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7362931974434706009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7362931974434706009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7362931974434706009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7362931974434706009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/03/stuff.html' title='Stuff.......!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7562150968958328529</id><published>2008-02-29T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T07:14:34.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet, Wet, Wet!</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! My Princes Diaries 9 is WET....AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I RUINED IT!...! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathe, breathe, breathe....ok...I'm ok now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm i'm Klang now. Actually I just arrived and there's nothing to watch on TV. You know, everytime I come back to Klang to watch TV there always aren't any programs to watch (other than American Idol at 11) and it's just NOT FAIR! I mean, I go and entire week without TV and I come back and there's nothing to watch? Seriously? WHat could be meaner?....Well, atleast I have internet now...if not I'd be dead by now....from boredom...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I don't really know what to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just thinking of American Idol...I just LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE David Archuleta! HE's soooooooooo CUTE! haha...that Danny guy is ok too...though his hair is kinda long...but still not bad....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="425" alt="" src="http://www.gambling911.com/David-Archuleta-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cute or what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So on book update...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Title:Beyond the Blond&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Author: Kathleen Flynn-Hui&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;About: In "Beyond The Blonde", author Kathleen Flynn-Hui gives the reader a behind-the-scenes look at the "world of beauty". The best to come along since The Nanny Diaries and The Devil Wears Prada, "Beyond the Blonde", points out how ugly the supposed world of beauty can really be. The heroine, Georgia Watkins, is a small town girl who grew up in her mother's beauty shop, without a father around and a little sister. The beauty shop manages to feed her family, but that is all. She moves to the big city after graduating from beauty school, but she refuses to forget where she came from. Growing up in a single parent home, Georgia knows what it is like to barely get by and she is determined not to fail. Her biggest struggle is overcoming her own fears and going for what she really wants in life.&lt;br /&gt;A brief glance at the novel might think it is only a shallow glance of the rich and famous, but "Beyond the Blonde" has much more substance than that. The first couple of pages will encourage the reader to find a comfy reading spot, because she or he will not want to put the book down. While Georgia's challenges are real, her clients can be just plain ridiculous- from the clients who bring in the children to match their hair color to the client who needs her hand held while a small strand of her hair is highlighted. Some clients will bring laughter to the reader, while some will just disgust or annoy. The jealousy, competition and back stabbing are not to surprising to find in a salon, but it is all fascinating just the same.&lt;br /&gt;Georgia has to learn many hard lessons as the big city salon is very different than the small town beauty parlor she grew up with. The author even points out how the names are different. Most small town beauty salons have catchy names, such as "Mane Event" and the like; names you wouldn't find in a city such as New York. Anyone familiar with small towns will be able to support that fact.&lt;br /&gt;"Beyond The Blonde" is purely delightful, a book to give to all your friends, and even your hairstylist. You can't help but not fall in love with Georgia- the small town girl who makes it big but still has a big heart- and you will find yourself cheering Georgia on and hoping for the best. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Obviously I took this from some website...Anyway, you don't have to read it, I didn't (the review not book) it's kinda long...I cou;ldn't be bothered to write one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually the reason why I bought this book was because it was a hard cover for RM 17.90...also the story looked OK....it turns out that it's really nice! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rating-Five Stars!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Movie Update:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just watched Sydney WHite a few hours ago and it's not bad...it's supposed to be snow white but Sydney white instead...the story line was pretty predictable...also very simple but it was OK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/07/Sydney_white_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, it really isn't bad...so yeeeeah....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually I gtg...COS it TIME FOR AMERICAN IDOL! haha...!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK...BYEEEEE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just remembered this quote from Princess Diaries that I found really funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"A woman needs a man as much as a fish needs a bicycle"-Princess Mia's Grandmother...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just found it hilarious....haha&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.seykota.com/tribe/FAQ/2003_Mar/Mar_01-08/fb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7562150968958328529?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7562150968958328529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7562150968958328529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7562150968958328529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7562150968958328529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/02/wet-wet-wet.html' title='Wet, Wet, Wet!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-3251327409750690502</id><published>2008-02-28T06:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T06:15:10.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one word...INTERNET!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY IT IS MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...ok I finally have internet in JB so now I can finally update my blog properly...did u realise that I just wrote finally twice in that past sentence alone?&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...just wanted to say that...cos I"M SO HAPPY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...yeah I'm saying 'haha' a lot too...HAHA...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OK..I have to go SLEEP now!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Very early...but yeeeeeeeeah...ok...BYE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~Ali the CIA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;I'll post up the Awards nite pics sooon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-3251327409750690502?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/3251327409750690502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=3251327409750690502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3251327409750690502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3251327409750690502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-wordinternet.html' title='one word...INTERNET!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-4125228163102137794</id><published>2008-01-19T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:47:50.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>I have finally got PRINCESS DIARIES 9!!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha...I found it in the Tesco MPH...can you believe it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean...I've looked in all these huge bookstores and found nothing but in a tiny one there it is! So i guess that proves that you should never underestimate a tiny bookstore! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also found my Big Boned there...third to the Heather Well's series which is nice since after so long does Cooper finally confesses...though she already has this like totally hot other BOYFRIEND but obviously at the end she goes with Cooper..I mean like DUH! she's been crushin' on him since the beginning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/190/465382887_67d4d704c9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though Princess Diaries 9 is different by the way that in Big Boned Heathr's long time crush finally likes her while Mia's long time boyfirend (MIchael) breaks up with her which totally sucks (sob) it's like sooooooooooooo sad. I mean I've been following them for about 4 years...though it started in 2000. Every year 1 book comes out I started from book 4. S o it's so sad since they've been going going out for sooooooooo long I practicall cried when they broke up in book 8. My mom said that I was crazy, since it's just a book...but since I've been reading for so long they're practically like my friends...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway...yesterday night when I finally found the book I was like jumping up and down in the bookstore and now thinking back I know that I must ahve looked like a complete IDIOT! haha....and after I bought it my heart was racing and I was like hyper all the way home...again my mom called me crazy. Only my dad (as in, in my family) knows how I feel when you get a book that you've been waiting for, for so long (almost a year) and it's finally yours you just get soooooooo happy...book lovers will understand. Like last year when a book my dad ordered online finally came (he had waited for months) he was hyper too. He couldn't even drive! he kept on looking at it, touching it and talking about it unjtil my mom told him to switch places to let HER drive cos' she was scared that he would like drive into a tree or something! Since he was looking at the book more than the road! I think. haha. So my dad understood why I was hyper and couldn't stop jumping, touching, looking and talking about the book. Me and my dad are BOOK CAZY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so...yeah...I just wanted to release my excitement...so...er...BYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the book that I've been waiting forever(atleast it seemed like it) for...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n46/n232761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-4125228163102137794?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/4125228163102137794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=4125228163102137794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4125228163102137794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4125228163102137794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/01/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/190/465382887_67d4d704c9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8354996787516544564</id><published>2008-01-18T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:20:41.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUFF?</title><content type='html'>HELLO!!! to anyone who still reads my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I guess I'm getting used to going to a new school and stuff...and actually it isn't half bad...I mean it actually has a plus side to it! I mean cos' there's no tv in JB AND INTERNET I have nothing to do, so what do I do? I stay back practically everyday until 5 and I actually do work! As a result I have finnished about 7 LIFEPACS this year another 2 more I'm finnishing next week. I dunno if that's really THAT fast but to me it kinda is...KINDA! I mean...I'M STILL IN GRD 7!!! ahhhhhhhh! once i'm all in grd 8 I'd be happier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my mom's forcing me to eat all healthy and stuff...it's like I eat vege in EVERY SINGLE MEAL! I even have to eat BREAKFAST! and you know what's worst? I ahve to leave my house at 8 a.m! It takes me like 45 minutes to get to school! I know compared to those kids in africa who walk to school for like hours it's nothing...but still! I used to be able to wake up at 8:20!!! haih...atleast the whole healthy diet thing is good...if you thought I was pink in Klang well....I'm wayyyyyyy pinker now...well...not 24/7 but sometimes I look at myself and go ahhhhhh! cos I'm sooooooooooooo PINK! its scary! haha...ok maybe not that pink! but still...pinker than ussual....better atleast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...erm...let's see...book update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading a few books lately, some of it you can see in SWT's blog...like The Royal Teatment, Big Boned...the Journey to the Rive Sea I've written about already...the EXCAHNGE also...But um...I've read April Rising which is VERY NICE! it's like first you get like so annoyed with April and Ellen's family then after reading for a little while you start to like April and Ellen and hae Courtney...oooh! and JAMES (sorry SWT, here he's not that much of a good guy...though he's supposed to be HOT! haha)...anyway...sorry I cna't find the picture becuase...well..I guess it's not famous enough so yeah... It's good...still waiting for Princess Diaries 9 to come out! I mean it's out in the U.S already! why can't Malaysia jus hurry and order it! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK...enough of books...now it's ttime for MOVIES!!! ha-di-ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just watched...AMAZING GRACE! finally got to finnish it! and it's FANTASTIC! haha...my dad's watching it now...(5 stars)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Potter. No she is not Harry's mom. haha. She is the author and illustrator of Peter Rabbit. Miss P&lt;a href="http://www.canberratheatre.org.au/pages/event/images/Peter-Rabbit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.canberratheatre.org.au/pages/event/images/Peter-Rabbit.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;otter was played by Renee Zellweger and she did a great job in pretending to be English and everything. And the drawings are like sooooooooooooooo nice! (A hundred billion stars..haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cleanflicks.com/imgView.php?movieID=2312"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.cleanflicks.com/imgView.php?movieID=2312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring it on: In it to Win it. The third from the Bring it on series and I thnk that it is the best yet! it's like sooooooo nice. Cos' the stunts are sooooooooo cool. I wish I could do that but I can't even split or do a cartwheel so I guess I'm destined to be a watcher of cheerleading not a cheerleader though George Bush was...which is kind of funny when you think about it...you know, like, the &lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51-UsZDH8sL._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51-UsZDH8sL._AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;president of the United States was a CHEERLEADER!!! ha-di-ha-ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 403px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="442" alt="" src="http://www.pinkdome.com/archives/Bush%20Cheerleader%20Andover%20Academy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway....I guess that's about it...don't really know what else to write about..so...erm..TTFN!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4215332447840949858-8354996787516544564?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/8354996787516544564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=8354996787516544564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8354996787516544564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8354996787516544564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/01/stuff.html' title='STUFF?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-222193010209082808</id><published>2008-01-06T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T02:06:08.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUt of complete BOREDOM</title><content type='html'>HEY GUYS! (meaning everyone...not just guys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassup? (the shortened form of What's up just incase...haha...ok you guys aren't dumb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...erm...guess where I am now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO...I'm not in my dad's office....still thinking.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO....I'm not at home...still no internet...even though I wish that you were right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"M IN....EMILY'S HOUSE! haha...ok...I'm bored...I don't have anything to say, do, or well...do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...well...I guess I should talk about my new school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...as ussual...the "interesting" (as interesting as my blog can get) things I dunno what to write...but the boring stuff such a book updates...I write more! haih..I'm hopeless...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...I really dun know what to say...and I've read soooooooooooooooooo many books that I don't even remember them...haih...anyway...erm....I guess I'm spouting nonsense I think I should go...but don't worry...I will try my best to wite a more interesting post next time...k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-222193010209082808?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/222193010209082808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=222193010209082808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/222193010209082808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/222193010209082808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/01/out-of-complete-boredom.html' title='OUt of complete BOREDOM'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-1652785023157544958</id><published>2008-01-01T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T07:13:13.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>New year. New school. New house. Practically new enviroment...practically. New, new, new...why do I hate new so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents say that this is a transition (is that how you spell it) time. BUt I don't want a transition, transaction or a new/change of season. I wanna stay with the old. I mean...yeah...the churches theme has something to do with new...but I don't like new. I like old. Yeah, sure....God gave me a good new school but GRC is awesome! why change? haih...whatever...no changin' to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...new topic....so erm...now we're in 2008....wow! time sure flies! haha...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The computer man still isn't here...yeah...he came that day, but he couldn't fix it....yup HE COULDN'T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...Idea stalk is obviously still on vacation...cos' I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure u guys dun wanna hear about books...which I happen to be very excited about becuase I finally got BIG BONED (the third part of size 12 is not fat and siaze 14 is not fat either) and I'm ecstatic! I mean I jumped around like a lunatic when I got it...like when I got Queen of Babble in the big City....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I also (finally) got Shopaholic and Baby! it's MINE!!!! WHOHOOOOO!!!! after 5 months....it's MINE! and it's the nicest Shopaholic book to me!...except I don't like her baby's name...I mean...c'mon...MINNIE BRANDON? just reminds me of mickey and Minnie mouse. Same goes for Donald Trump=Donald Duck...I know it's mean and all but a cartoon name reminds me of...well...that cartoon...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...well....sory for wasting your time...but I have good news for you....I have to go! YAY! lol&lt;br /&gt;Well...till' next time...the boredom must end...good bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy new year! again! YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-1652785023157544958?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/1652785023157544958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=1652785023157544958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1652785023157544958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1652785023157544958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-4346915829429957718</id><published>2007-12-13T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:49.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian writers</title><content type='html'>I HAVE BEEN WAITING PATIENTLY FOR THE COMPUTER MAN TO COME AND STILL HE DOES &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is supposed to come today...so if it isn't fixed by today I WILL SCREAM. I don't like coming down to the clinic so much everyday. Sitting in my dad's office. NOT NICE I tell you NOT NICE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok...I shouldn't be talking about internet since..well..the previous post was pretty much internet this and internet that....aside from the book thing. Well, what has been going on in my life recently is that Ai Theeng came over to JB and stayed for a week then on Saturday we went to camp (WHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!). And surprisingly we didn't get into any "serious arguments" just a tinsy wincy friction and (of course) "creative discusions" And I thought we wouldn't even be able to last through thw first 2 days. HA!!! never under estimate friendship! EVen though our day consisted a lot of movie watching and sleeping (since got no inernet and TV...I know...so sad)...but on our last day in JB (Thursday) we "discovered" this game that I downloaded ages ago called Grim's Hatchery that to me was incredibly BORING. But Ai Theeng insisted on playing. So we did. And guess what??? It turns out that it was FUN!!! addictive (atleast to me and AI THeeng)...so yeah...I guess that was it...I THINK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOW FOR CAMP!!! YAY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know...I had so much fun that I don't know what to say...I mean obviously it was freezing! especially in the morning and during Hydro War. OUR TEAM/CONTINENT ON!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! YAY!!!! lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had like tons and tons of fun! so yeeeeeeeeah! erm...our team (Bikini Donut) had THE MOST OBSCENE TAG THAT I haD EVER SEEN!!1 but it was really funny..haha...erm...um...hmmm...IDEA STALK ANYTIME NOW!!!...haih...I think the idea stalk is on holiday also...haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Erm...now for book update...i guess...yeah, yeah...I know THE MOST BORING PART! p.s I bought like 3 books in JB bu still no SHOPAHOLIC AND BABY...haih...so sad...I bought Shug, Mummy Diaries (don't worry...it has nothing to do with learning how to be a mom or anything) and Do you have any time? or something like that. I've only read 1 and a half so I guess I'll just "report" on that 1 book....SHUG!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/R2IRSb8lBII/AAAAAAAAALU/7Hsf7_61o8Y/s1600-h/shug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143692732847686786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/R2IRSb8lBII/AAAAAAAAALU/7Hsf7_61o8Y/s320/shug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Title: shug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author:Jenny Han (this is her first book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis:&lt;br /&gt;Annemarie Wilcox, or Shug as her family calls her, is beginning to think there's nothing worse than being twelve. She's too tall, too freckled, and way too flat-chested. Shug is sure that there's not one good or amazing thing about her. And now she has to start junior high, where the friends she counts most dear aren't acting so dear anymore -- especially Mark, the boy she's known her whole life through. Life is growing up all around her, and all Shug wants is for things to be like they used to be. How is a person supposed to prepare for what happens tomorrow when there's just no figuring out today? (I copied it off the internet...too lazy to write haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score: **** (and no it's no a bad word...It's supposed to be 4 stars...haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...I just found out that Jenny Han really is asian...I just don;t know from where. I mean I searched in her Biographies but she doesn't write. Even though HAn does sound Korean. But she was born and raised in Richmond, Virginia so it doens't seem THAT cool. But still...GO ASIAN WRITERS!!!! haha! I hardly see asian writers that write the kind of books that I currently read. I mean there are tons of English and American writers, with the occasional Indian but hardly ever asian. Other than this book which has the word Vanity Bee in it, which I don't know if it's the author's name or the character's name, I can't remember. I think she's from Malaysia or Singapore. But I didn't like the book. after the first chapter I was like EWWWWWWWWWWW!!!! BORING! ( no offence to those that like this book, if you know which one I'm talking about) so I moved on to Every Boy's Got One by Meg Cabot which obviously ROCKED!!!! haha! so I guess I never really read a proper book by an asian. And if I want to be a Heart surgeon/ writer I hope that in the future there would be more asian writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...I guess I should go...since I'm quite sure that no one would read through this entire post unless you're seriously bored. And my dad needs his computer back..so BYE!!!! hopefully the computer guy can fix the internet by today so that I can write more...since this blog is practically DEAD....not that anyone cares, since well no one reads my blog...but still...so yeah....erm BYE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-4346915829429957718?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/4346915829429957718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=4346915829429957718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4346915829429957718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4346915829429957718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/12/thats-it.html' title='Asian writers'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/R2IRSb8lBII/AAAAAAAAALU/7Hsf7_61o8Y/s72-c/shug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-5411285351947908309</id><published>2007-11-30T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:50.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....still no internet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm Baaaaaaack!!!...frm VBS! Haih...VBS is over...and STILL NO INTERNET!!!! The guy came to fix the wireless and everything and my dad was like INTERNET IS BACK!!! and I was like yip-yip-HURRAY!!! ok...maybe not yip-yip-hurray! but my expresion is close enough (yip-yip-hurray/hurrah/simply smashing! sounds so Enid Blyton doesn't it??? well, to me...haha) so me, all excited, dash upstairs in record breakinh speed(for a fat girl who is tired and hungry) leep on my bed and on the computer still huffing and puffing from the "dash" and then looks at the fan thingy(it's the wireless thing which is suppose to turn green when there's internet) and it's WHITE!!! nothing. NOT YELLOW NOT GREEN JUST WHITE, BLANK, EMPTY. Bottom line still no internet. End of the story. End of the 'Exciting tales of Alicia the great: Close encounters with the return of the net' . DONE, ZIP AND BANG! Ofcourse if you were to ask me in person there would be more effects such as flying hands wide eyes (as wide as my tiny ones can open) and the ever so famous "blessings/holy water" otherwise known as saliva. OK, I'm suppose to write about VBS right? But I have NOTHING to say. REally. Other than the kids were cute, I got sick, acting the same thing 5 times was tiring, they lost my photo but I still had an AWESOME time. That's about it. So there. End of post. Haha...nvm...still got things to write...just not so interesting. Not that the other things that I've written is interesting but this is less interesting...unless you're looking to burn time...because if you are? Here's where you wanna be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alicia's newest book and movie updates!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Books...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Journey to the River Sea by Eva Ibbotson&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/R1AGMTQp6XI/AAAAAAAAALE/WfZKbYnxEbw/s1600-R/journey_river_sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138613983228062066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/R1AGMTQp6XI/AAAAAAAAALE/rU35Fg6-u3c/s320/journey_river_sea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story is about a girl who lost her parents and has to move to the Amazon to live with her only living relatives who are only taking care of her because of how much money she has. She travels there with her governess Ms. Minton aka Minty (to her). On the trip there she meats another orphan Jimmy something but because he joined this acting troupe thing he had to change his name into Clovis King. The obviously become friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they (she and Ms. Minton) arrive in the at her uncle's home, the house of rest, things aren't as fun as she thought they would be. Her uncle is in the rubber plantation business but because he treats the Indians so badly they run away leaving him broke. He only cares about his &lt;strong&gt;GLASS EYE&lt;/strong&gt; collection (probably more than his wife and kids) and spends hours every day admiring them! ( I know, Freaky). His wife is a total clean freak and carries all kinds of insect repellents and wakes up every morning super early to bang on the floors and kick walls to make sure that there are no roaches and stuff.She thinks tat everything in the Amazon is dirty so she imports everything from England. Therefore everything is canned and tastes disgusting. They have two daughters, twins, they wear white everyday with different colored sashes and ribbons. They follow each other eveywhere and they hate Maia (that's the name of the girl). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Maia loves the Amazon and has all sorts adventures and makes tons of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it sounds like a childish story and stuff but it's really nice. I give it 5 STARs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for movies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/R1AKjzQp6YI/AAAAAAAAALM/ft7KE_sgRUo/s1600-R/200px-Enchantedposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138618785001499010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/R1AKjzQp6YI/AAAAAAAAALM/7gaIAljAXk4/s320/200px-Enchantedposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just watched &lt;strong&gt;ENCHANTED &lt;/strong&gt;yesterday and I love it! It's funny AND nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really find Patric Dempsey that McDreamyish. James Marsden isn't cyclospish at all (he acted in X-men as Cyclops incase you don't understand) like acted all dumb and stuff which was funny...in a way...anyway overall the movie was great and I laughed a lot (not that that's a surprise or any thing...since I laugh a lot...don't I?) If you like the kind of movies that I like you'd probably like it. Even if you don't like the movies I like you might like it too...but you might not love it...you could even hate it...obviously it depends on what kind of movies you like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway...I have to go since my uncle's clinic is closing...so erm...BYE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&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/4215332447840949858-5411285351947908309?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/5411285351947908309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=5411285351947908309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/5411285351947908309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/5411285351947908309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/11/still-no-internet.html' title='....still no internet...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/R1AGMTQp6XI/AAAAAAAAALE/rU35Fg6-u3c/s72-c/journey_river_sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8756116990770827065</id><published>2007-11-06T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T02:20:30.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's mine,mine,MINE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-8756116990770827065?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/8756116990770827065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=8756116990770827065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8756116990770827065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8756116990770827065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-mineminemine.html' title='It&apos;s mine,mine,MINE!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-4891606996319712172</id><published>2007-11-03T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:50.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Soooo....Today was the leadership thingy and it was fun. I guess if you wanna read more abt it you should just go to DAvid P's blog cos' I very lazy to write...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...I guess there really isn't much to write about...other than the leadership thing....but I dunno what to write about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess its because I completely wiped out the moment I reached home...It's like WAT called me(I think) Three times and I didn't even hear the ringing till' the third or fourth time( mind you, that hardly happens...I dun think I'm that a heavy sleeper) and I don't even rmb what she said. I know she said "HA" and something about Kevjumba (he uploaded a new vid) I think she told me that and said "HA" because she finally beat me to one of his videos).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last timeI forgot what a person said on the phone was a few months back when my tuition teacher callled and asked me what flavour I wanted on my pizza. After he hung up I woke up and I was like &lt;em&gt;WHAt just happened...did I dream that or was that real??? &lt;/em&gt;Because Pizza is the kind of thing that I WOULD dream of. SO I checked my call records but because I called him earlier also it kinda combined everything and I didn't understand it. So I called him back and asked him if he DID CALL ME and it turns out I wasn't dreaming and I had peperoni Pizza...that's what I told him to order in my sleep...Isn't it cool that I can still order my favorite flavour in my sleep??? Atleast I think its cool...in a wierd kind of way...lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh YEah...for book up date I'm reading &lt;em&gt;Love and Devotion &lt;/em&gt;(mind you, it is NOT a romance...I repeat NOT a romance) and it's pretty nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Ryx4xm2YCJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dnIYEl4JzpY/s1600-h/jj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128606869305690258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Ryx4xm2YCJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dnIYEl4JzpY/s200/jj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just finnished Jemima J by Jane Green...and it's pretty nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its about this really fat girl who looses a ton of weight and becomes a swan...pretty standard stuff but its still nice. The way Jane writes it. Anyway I can't tell you more about it(like &lt;em&gt;Exchange)&lt;/em&gt; because the book is with SWT and I don't remember anything else about it other than the Author and Title...obviously the story but its really long to write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway...erm....what else....? uh! I guess nothing? lol....haha...hehe...hoho...mwahahahahaha....lol....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...I guess since I got nothing to write I'd better go....Buh-bye!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4215332447840949858-4891606996319712172?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/4891606996319712172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=4891606996319712172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4891606996319712172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4891606996319712172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmm_03.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Ryx4xm2YCJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dnIYEl4JzpY/s72-c/jj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7822070426644240873</id><published>2007-11-03T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T06:14:03.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7822070426644240873?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7822070426644240873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7822070426644240873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7822070426644240873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7822070426644240873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7050124241211390456</id><published>2007-10-28T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:50.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair, Hair, Hair...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you believe that I changed three different hairstyles in 2 days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, not exactly 3 cos' 1 of it is my current normal one....so now you're probably wondering...Alicia, hairstyles, 3? seriously...what did she tie a pony tail, then a pig tail then that weird lala/bimbo thing or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're wrong!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously the first one is me 'Au Naturale'&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RySVgW2YCFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/710xIsRRS1o/s1600-h/Photo-0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126386658976467026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RySVgW2YCFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/710xIsRRS1o/s400/Photo-0570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there's Curly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RySV9m2YCGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XwJz45f-ChA/s1600-h/Photo-0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126387161487640674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RySV9m2YCGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XwJz45f-ChA/s400/Photo-0566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was wearing black (obviously) so you can't really see the curl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason why I did curly was because I was in Singapore having a bopring time shopping while all you guys were in Sports Fiesta having fun (I should have listened to you guys) we (me and my mom) passed this store selling like fake eyelashes and stuff and they had like these instant curler thingys and the lady tried on my hair to demonstrate for my mom so I ended up like that. It wore off after 2 hours...don't worry I don't look THAT wierd anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least...STRAIGHT!!! like stick straight. ( again...don't worry it's temporal, it'll wear off by tomorrow when nI go to school.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have a picture but just imagine me with STICK STRAIGHT HAIR and voila! you got how I look like now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to tell you the truth? I still love my natural hair BEST!!! like DUH!!!...ooooooo comment which one you prefer on my cbox...Curly, natural or (if you can imagine) stick straight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess I should go...so um...Buh-bye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/4215332447840949858-7050124241211390456?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7050124241211390456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7050124241211390456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7050124241211390456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7050124241211390456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/10/hair-hair-hair.html' title='Hair, Hair, Hair...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RySVgW2YCFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/710xIsRRS1o/s72-c/Photo-0570.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8722086939126967405</id><published>2007-10-19T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:51.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The GREAT BIG BOOK EXCHANGE!!!</title><content type='html'>For the past THREE days I've had a ton of things to write. But I couldn't...why? Becuase my dad has been going to this option trading competion that lasts from like 6 p.m. all the was to about 4-5 a.m. and he had to bring the laptop so I didn't have to laptop to blog. Now, finally when the competion is over and I get to use to the laptop, guess what? I'm speechless, AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I shpould label this post as 'speechless pt 3' so I'm leaving it untitled until I can think of an title...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, actually yesterday...but then it was after 12...ok, no one cares about this stuff. As long as you know that I just read a book it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rxmop9EqnuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/osDQIzEXS7s/s1600-h/exchange_paul_magrs_150x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123311489832885986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rxmop9EqnuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/osDQIzEXS7s/s400/exchange_paul_magrs_150x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About this book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Exchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: Paul Magrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Simon and Schuster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pages: 295&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments: "I loved every page of it"-Melvin Burgess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wonderfully original"-Sunday Telegraph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Richly Engrossing"-The Irish Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A wonderful novel."-The Guardian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awards(not really, but don't know what to call this): Shortlisted for the Booktrust Teenage Prize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis: A bookshop crammed with wonders: a lost friendship rediscovered: sinister secrets and a terrible act of revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the death of his parents Simon, a shy 16-year-old, moves into his grandparents' claustrophobic bungalow. United by their voracious appetite for novels, he and his grandmother stumble across the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THE GREAT BIG BOOK EXCHANGE &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; bookshop with a difference. There they meet impulsive gothic Kelly and her boss, Terrance&lt;/span&gt;-and their friendships&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;forged &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; GREAT BIG BOOK EXCHANGE&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;resulting in a startling and and unsettling consequence for them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OK. I obviously didn't write that. Because of the big words that I would never use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, the story is really nice. The GREAT BIG BOOK EXCHANGE sounds super cool. I wish that there was a place like that. But well, there isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess I don't really have anything to write. I think that next time when I can think of something to write I should write it down then copy it into this blog. But oh well...whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess I don't really have anything else to say so um....bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~ CIA over and out~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ps. hopefully I'll have something to write the next time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-8722086939126967405?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/8722086939126967405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=8722086939126967405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8722086939126967405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8722086939126967405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/10/great-big-book-exchange.html' title='The GREAT BIG BOOK EXCHANGE!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rxmop9EqnuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/osDQIzEXS7s/s72-c/exchange_paul_magrs_150x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-3026864110138381845</id><published>2007-10-16T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:51.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BAAAAAACK!!!</title><content type='html'>Yipee! I'm back from JB!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this trip wasn't soooooo bad. Aside from the annoying cousins and fostrating grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, the cousin thing wasn't that bad. I mean the older boy (12) is like a much BIGGER BOOKWORM than me. I know...I was like WHAT? when I first met him. cos' last time when we were kids he would talk like non-stop like as seriously. He's worst than me (at the talking thing...last time) Now, he still talks a lot but he aslo reads A LOT! and you know whats the coolest? so is his mom. As in him, his mum AND his brother are bookworms...how cool is that? (his dad passed away awhile ago)...I mean a bookworm family! how cool is that? as in the whole family gets excited when we go to a bookshop...like me and my das! too bad my mom isn't such a worm....But like his mom let's him buy books....tons of them, too bad he reads chinese though...sniff sniff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway talking about bookworms...I like totally want a family like that. As in my whole family would be like totally excited when we go to the bookshop. With NO RESTRICTIONS to buy the books that we want. Not too much (books can be really expensive) but we still get books...tons of them. We would have like our own library in our house and stuff. I just hope that I can find a guy THAT bookwormy AND that likes me. heehee...its kind of like a wierd fantasy, huh? Well think whatever you want, I want a bookworm family when I grow up. You know what'd be cooler? A famous author husband. As in he writes books like Nicholas Sparks not those boring Get Rich Quick books or whatever. As long as he's Christian...OFCOURSE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, enough of fantasies...how did talking about my cousins lead to fantasies...you ask me, who I ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RxRoR9EqntI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6bg52EjI1fI/s1600-h/marshmallows+4+bfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121833333888294610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RxRoR9EqntI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6bg52EjI1fI/s320/marshmallows+4+bfast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RxRoR9EqntI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6bg52EjI1fI/s1600-h/marshmallows+4+bfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RxRoR9EqntI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6bg52EjI1fI/s1600-h/marshmallows+4+bfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                  Anyway, I bought this book called &lt;strong&gt;Marshmallows for Breakfast&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;(my bookworm aunty bought it for me) and its like soooooo nice. Well, kinda...its not funny, but very interesting. Its about this woman who moves back from Australia (back to England) to escape from something. Then she moves into this room(rented), where she meats these two kids whose parents are divorced. Then she starts to love them as her own. but then their mother kidnapps them from their father and stuff like that....its cool, just don't know how to explain without reading from the back(to lazy to get up and take the book...lol) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Singapore yesterday and as ussual bought A TON of books...yay! this time I bought like way less sweet valley than I usually do cos' the bookshop is like packed with sweetvalley, it has like one whole shelf DEVOTED to sweet valley. Anyway, I only bought a few sweet valleys. A bunch of other books...so to those who borrow my books look out! cos' there's a fresh new batch of rockin' books coming your way...OK not exactly fresh, since their 2nd hand, but rockin' none the less...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, I gtg...I'm like super sleepy, I have't slept since I arrived from JB...so Buh-BYE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&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/4215332447840949858-3026864110138381845?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/3026864110138381845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=3026864110138381845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3026864110138381845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3026864110138381845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-baaaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m BAAAAAACK!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RxRoR9EqntI/AAAAAAAAAKM/6bg52EjI1fI/s72-c/marshmallows+4+bfast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-4292630481399018345</id><published>2007-10-08T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T06:03:11.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless..pt 2</title><content type='html'>OK, I don't understand...why do I have nothing to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, you're think...sheesh, this girl has nothing to say yet, still wants to post stuff on her blog...wierdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer...the reason why I keep on posting stuff on my blog when I have nothing to say is because I'm like super bored..I mean seriously. There is nothing on tv, nothing else to look at online, all the books have been read more than twice ( I think, atleast the interesting ones are)...so what else is there left to do...oh right, LIFEPACs...but I dun feel like doing LIFEPACs. OK, so I do have some vocabs to do...but I dun wanna do...yeah, it has to be done, but I'll do it l8er. I know its bad to procrastinate...but seriously, I'd rather write nonsense on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, on Sunday I watched the 2nd Season of Hannah Montana and it was ok...I guess. Miley and Lily haven't went to High School yet so Lily hasn't been "transformed"...I guess I like Hannah Montana...but to tell you the truth I still think that 'The Suite Life of Zach and Cody' is like waaaay...funnier. To me, that is. But both are definitely one of my favorite Disney Channel Series...oooooh...plus Lizzie McGuire...That so Raven and Cory in the House aren't really that nice...especially That's so Raven...no offence to That's so Raven fans...Generally Disney Serieses are pretty good,so yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about Nickelodian. Their teen series and cartoon series really aren't even as close to Disney...other than Zoey 101 and Drake and Josh (those 2 are my favorites)...for cartoons it would be Avatar: the legend of Aang...I guess...I mean I guess I can't really think of any now...but yeah, I guess that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Disney Channel Shows...bothe Cartoon and Teen Series. (not in order):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lizzie McGuire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Suite life of Zach and Cody&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phil of the Future (kinda)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hannah Montana&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kim Possible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Dragon:Jake Long (its kinda nice...sometimes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, I can't think of anymore...but I know that there are somemore...I just keep on thinking of DCOMs...oh yeah, I read in Meg Cabot's blog that they're considering making Avalon High into a Disney Series...is that AWESOME or what???...even though I already know the story..also a few more other of her books are going to be made in to movies....so I guess I'd be looking forward to it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So it turns out that this post is pretty much abt shows and stuff...so yeah...ok..I guess I should go...so uh...buh-bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-4292630481399018345?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/4292630481399018345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=4292630481399018345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4292630481399018345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4292630481399018345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/10/speechlesspt-2.html' title='Speechless..pt 2'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-2207374039547283317</id><published>2007-10-06T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:51.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SILKY BOI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rwe039EqnrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vV4KJXuGMAM/s1600-h/Silky+in+winter+clothes+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118258374909796018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rwe039EqnrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vV4KJXuGMAM/s400/Silky+in+winter+clothes+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silky's Back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, just for the weekend, But I missed him soooooooooo much...he's sleeping next to me now, and he looks so ADORABLE!!! (atleast to me, if you don't agree, whatever)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RweyVdEqnoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2WmQE2Xn0mk/s1600-h/Silky...4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118255583181053570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RweyVdEqnoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2WmQE2Xn0mk/s400/Silky...4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK, this isn't exactly him NOW, but its similar enough...He's sleeping on my pillow in this picture, but now he's actually lying on his back on top of the blanket/quilt/comforter...whatever you wanna call it. He's like so tired now...he won't even open his eyes...so so so so so CUTE!!! ooooo...now his legs are twitching..who knows why, they just are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he has changed position. He is now sleeping on his side with is face in the blanket/quilt/comforter...hope he can breathe..!lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess you guys must be bored, because all I'm writing about is Silky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you wanna know why? its because I still don't have anything to write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, either the Idea stalk is sleeping already or he just wants to watch me suffer and write nonsense on my blog for you poor readers to read...awwww, you poor, poor things (oooh, Silky is now curled up in a ball in front of my pillow...sorry can't resist reporting his sleeping positions...teehee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, back to you poor readers, yeah, you can stop reading now...unless you're looking for a place to burn time. Then, my friend, you ahve come to the right place. CONGRATULATIONS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So back to burning time...hmmm...Silky is still looking as adorable as ever, with his eyes squeezed close, and ears sticking out, all curled up in a ball......WOW! major flash back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remember the first day I met him...I was at the pet shop and saw my perfect match. He had soft eyes...though I couldn't see them at that point, since this old beagle was trying to y'know "climb my leg" ...then when I could finally kick the old beagle off I looked at him and fell instantly in love. He had blonde hair, soft and silky and the most BEAUTIFUL brown eyes I had ever seen...&lt;/em&gt;wow, now you're thinking...isn't Silky a blakish-brownish a color, but wait! I'm not done yet...&lt;em&gt;so I walked right up to him and pressed my face against the glass that was keeping us apart and stared at him. I asked my mom if I could just go and hold him and she said ok. I ran up to him and hugged him...and when I let go of him...ewwww, his hair was ALL OVER ME! but I tried to overlook it and beg my mom if he could be mine, I knew that he was the one for me...yet no matter how much I pleaded my mom still said NO! instead she thought that this black "thing" was the one for me...so at the end I gave in(as usual) I took the "thing" and gave my "soul mate" one last look...and left him forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, so now the black "thing" is no longer a thing, but the dog of my dreams...I LOVE HIM!!! good thing I listened to my mom. If not every morning you would see me covered in dog fur. Blonde Dog Fur...lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, you guys obviously knew that my "soul mate" was a dog..but hey! IT WAS WORTH THE TRY...i tried to make it sound like a guy...but watever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I gtg...my mom says I have to sleep. SO bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, Tmr is the 2nd season premier of "HANNAH MONTANA" so uh..I guess I'm "excited" in a way...atleast I wanna see Lily be transformed form "skate chick to date chick" since y'know I'm Lily and Ai Theeng in Hannah...lol...jkjk...anyway..like I said...BUH-BYE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Silky is STILL curled up in a ball...so adorable!&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/4215332447840949858-2207374039547283317?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/2207374039547283317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=2207374039547283317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2207374039547283317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2207374039547283317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/10/silky-boi.html' title='SILKY BOI!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rwe039EqnrI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vV4KJXuGMAM/s72-c/Silky+in+winter+clothes+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7061394791929809011</id><published>2007-10-05T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:52.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Speechlesness...(is that how you spell it?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rwe7N9EqnsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/erKZTy6bucs/s1600-h/speechless.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118265349936684738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rwe7N9EqnsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/erKZTy6bucs/s400/speechless.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What to write, what to write...THE CHICKEN RICE SHOP!!! (in sing-song voice...lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih...So these few days I seriously have got nothing to write! I mean, every time I say that I end up have in something to write...so...(now I'm thinking).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....(waiting)......(yup! Still waiting)......(....).....................(?).............(YOH! I GIVE UP!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to type and type until something happens....eg. An Idea falls from the sky...from the stalk that sends babies...except this is his twin brother that sends ideas...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok...I got IT!!!...oops...now I lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm seriously losing it. I'm writing about losing it,when I am losing it...huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...lol, I just thought of one episode of American Dragon:Jake Long (yes, I watch it) where he blogs and sends the entire "magical world" against Professor Rotwood(is that how you spell his name?)....so at the end (when the credits are on) Grampa create's a blog and doesn't know what to write. So he asks Fu Dog and Fu Dog tells him to write what he feels and then Grampa writes 'Hungry'...lol...then he says that blogging sjould be called "Bloring" since its so boring...LOL!!! I kinda like that episode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm feeling...bored!&lt;br /&gt;har-di-har-har...yeah I know LAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Neethu spoke. She is like so GOOOOOOD!!! GO Neethu, Go neethu, go,go, GO Neethu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...uh! Yesterday something really special happened, which I can't write...but it was definitely SPECIAL! it was "refreshing" in a way...I guess we (not telling who) grew a whole bunch closer. I think. I mean we're already close, just now, it's I don't know...closer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooo, yesterday (was it yesterday?) we celebrated Crystal's Birthday..and it was like soooooooooo FUNNY! She kept on laughing, and laughing...so yeah, it was real FUNNI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, now these guys are fixing the air-cond so all the ppl sitting at the block of tables infront of the air-cond gotta shift places cos' it's like sooooo HOT! so now I'm sitting at a place with only one divider, which means that its like Fabian's, DL's, Caleb Victor's and Hou Weng's....how do they study??? I mean I feel so "exposed"! like everyone can see you...even though I'm sitting like way behind...where not much ppl go, except to use the computer and go to the toilet, but then tat's actually a lot of ppl...yet, they don't really look my way...so whatever...I'm invisible...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! to tell you the truth, from having nothing to write, I think I've written quite enough, no?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I gtg...buh-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Thanks, Idea Stalk...you ARE a stalk rite??? or was it a pelican???hmm...need to watch Dumbo again...anyone care to lend me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7061394791929809011?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7061394791929809011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7061394791929809011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7061394791929809011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7061394791929809011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-to-write-what-to-write.html' title='Total Speechlesness...(is that how you spell it?)'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rwe7N9EqnsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/erKZTy6bucs/s72-c/speechless.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-6811437836198275961</id><published>2007-10-04T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T02:14:11.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT!!!</title><content type='html'>OK, I don'y really have anything to say but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THAT GIRL ON THE "Wanted" POST IS NOT, I repeat NOT ME!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case "some" of you didn't read my " p.s" in my last post and thought it was moi. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I guess that's all I've got to say...so...buh-bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-6811437836198275961?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/6811437836198275961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=6811437836198275961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6811437836198275961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6811437836198275961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/10/not.html' title='NOT!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8160442745046458814</id><published>2007-10-02T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:52.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RwJTBdEqnkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PilA6iXU-R4/s1600-h/wanted+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116743411095477826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RwJTBdEqnkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PilA6iXU-R4/s400/wanted+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. This girl is NOT me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pps. To the guys who want to respond write down your name and contact number on the cbox. TQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-8160442745046458814?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/8160442745046458814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=8160442745046458814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8160442745046458814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8160442745046458814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/10/wanted.html' title='Wanted!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RwJTBdEqnkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/PilA6iXU-R4/s72-c/wanted+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8468253151436206998</id><published>2007-10-01T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:52.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Speechless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok, I have got absolutely nothing to write. The only reason I'm writting is because I have nothing else better to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing has really happened lately. I mean, Its more of the same old, same old stuff y'know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RwD789EqnhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oKhFydWm6vA/s1600-h/hairspray-movie-sound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116366201297739282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RwD789EqnhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oKhFydWm6vA/s200/hairspray-movie-sound.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                    I guess I did watch Hairspray on Saturday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was really nice. If you're into musicals, that is. Zac seems to be acting in quite a few musicals now, huh? since HSM. But like a lot of really good actors/actresses acted in this show so, yeah! It was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haih, I really am having writers block, or should I say bloggers block since well writers who have writer's block are like really good writers, while this is just a blog. So yeah, I've got bloggers block...LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, I gtg. Cos' now I've got something to do. Ok, I should have done this ages ago but I've been procrastinating (is that how you spell it?) it, so I guess since I've got writers block God probably really wants me to go practice my piano...so buh-bye!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. Gosh this is a short post&lt;/div&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/4215332447840949858-8468253151436206998?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/8468253151436206998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=8468253151436206998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8468253151436206998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8468253151436206998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/10/totally-speechless.html' title='Totally Speechless!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RwD789EqnhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oKhFydWm6vA/s72-c/hairspray-movie-sound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-2031723809837626369</id><published>2007-09-27T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:56.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lantern Pictures...</title><content type='html'>Hey!!!&lt;br /&gt;I guess you guys have already seen these oictures in David Poh's Blog but if you haven't then well here thay are...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_wNEqncI/AAAAAAAAAIE/33KVPtek2R8/s1600-h/lantern6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114822267929009602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_wNEqncI/AAAAAAAAAIE/33KVPtek2R8/s400/lantern6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these lanterns wer taken on the top of Dp's grandfather's car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_wdEqndI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KnGbrEa5UPU/s1600-h/lantern7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114822272223976914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_wdEqndI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KnGbrEa5UPU/s400/lantern7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is me...with two faces...how cool is that??? ok and a little freaky if it really happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_wtEqnfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/oBS4luADoIw/s1600-h/lantern8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114822276518944242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_wtEqnfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/oBS4luADoIw/s400/lantern8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_w9EqngI/AAAAAAAAAIk/A8w1xQzKSvM/s1600-h/lantern9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114822280813911554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_w9EqngI/AAAAAAAAAIk/A8w1xQzKSvM/s400/lantern9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_RNEqnXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hv-TUsxDNm8/s1600-h/lantern15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114821735353064818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_RNEqnXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/hv-TUsxDNm8/s400/lantern15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_RNEqnYI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AMq7YLKywfk/s1600-h/lantern2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114821735353064834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_RNEqnYI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AMq7YLKywfk/s400/lantern2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_RdEqnZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Z3dsYcbWKbo/s1600-h/lantern3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114821739648032146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_RdEqnZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Z3dsYcbWKbo/s400/lantern3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_RdEqnaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KVdFij03gCc/s1600-h/lantern4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114821739648032162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_RdEqnaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KVdFij03gCc/s400/lantern4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_RdEqnbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Gc2HG0mtiRU/s1600-h/lantern5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114821739648032178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_RdEqnbI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Gc2HG0mtiRU/s400/lantern5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt-89EqnSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ujMkzPYA_F0/s1600-h/lantern1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114821387460713762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt-89EqnSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ujMkzPYA_F0/s400/lantern1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt-9NEqnTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/a0CQln1ds-U/s1600-h/lantern10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114821391755681074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt-9NEqnTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/a0CQln1ds-U/s400/lantern10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt-9dEqnUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hm7SSHpQG9c/s1600-h/lantern11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114821396050648386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt-9dEqnUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hm7SSHpQG9c/s400/lantern11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt-9dEqnVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/tsnEes7fjAc/s1600-h/lantern12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114821396050648402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt-9dEqnVI/AAAAAAAAAHM/tsnEes7fjAc/s400/lantern12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt-9tEqnWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jhZbpPdexjQ/s1600-h/lantern13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114821400345615714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt-9tEqnWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jhZbpPdexjQ/s400/lantern13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess thats all...I'll write more about my sleepover with Renee next time...I'm going to watch Lovewrecked now...so BYE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&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/4215332447840949858-2031723809837626369?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/2031723809837626369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=2031723809837626369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2031723809837626369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2031723809837626369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/lantern-pictures.html' title='Lantern Pictures...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rvt_wNEqncI/AAAAAAAAAIE/33KVPtek2R8/s72-c/lantern6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-4911458569793472520</id><published>2007-09-21T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T07:34:56.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D.O.E</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, gals and alien pals...oook...do you guys even exsist???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today is the last day of D.O.E (Day of Excellence). There were two days in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we didn't do anything...almost!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;Today was for the Bible team quizzes and musical instrument performances. Atleast that was what WE thought!&lt;br /&gt;It ends up that Uncle Fan had moved our vocals up to today (or should I say yesterday) and we were fraking OUT!!! none of us were ready and some of us didn't even know who was going to play the piano/guitar for us. So we protested (sorta). Actually we just talked to Mrs. Poh because only Klang was moved forward and none of us were prepared. Mrs. Poh then talked to Uncle Fan and he agreed tolet us do the vocal tmr, like all the other centres...THank God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is the day that we have to do our vocals, speaches and recitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from Klang that did the speaches and recitation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rebekah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sher Wyn (aka SWT)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joel (the younger one)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nathaniel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caleb V.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David P.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;We also had vocals...which was like the only category that I was in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People from Klang doing vocals:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SWT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WAT (Ai Theeng)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Renee &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rebekah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sandra&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kajal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ariel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stephanie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neethu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joel Phillip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheryl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;People Doing Chorrale:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graham&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SWt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WAt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neethu &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rebekah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Renee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deborah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David L.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joel Phillip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amanda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry if I left anyone out!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess everyone did fine. Some fantastic. SOme fine. None Bad...GO KLANG!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I guess thats all that happened today...so until the next post, buh-bye!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-4911458569793472520?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/4911458569793472520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=4911458569793472520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4911458569793472520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4911458569793472520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/doe_21.html' title='D.O.E'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-5336940077142397112</id><published>2007-09-21T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T07:06:04.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D.O.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-5336940077142397112?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/5336940077142397112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=5336940077142397112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/5336940077142397112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/5336940077142397112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/doe.html' title='D.O.E'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7017080650625995893</id><published>2007-09-18T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T05:58:40.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Massive Headache!</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like this massive headache right now but its too late for a afternoon nap and too early to go to sleep for good...ahhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had football training which was cool...in a way. We had to do some jumping thing that was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had chorralle pratice again. It was ok I guess. Renee is still sick! HOPE YOU GET BETTER!!! (if you're reading this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really don't have anything to say/write. Especially with this massive headache and all...sheesh I guess I'll go...but here's a video from our chorralle practice of today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f977d226dbb4e469" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df977d226dbb4e469%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333541400%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1095A978C1136070434E7E9818F1135906684CEF.85787083A662A44B134CE0CE13FC06956BC04BEF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df977d226dbb4e469%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1b407ECq-UnZCdZQQpheboEKQyE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df977d226dbb4e469%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333541400%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1095A978C1136070434E7E9818F1135906684CEF.85787083A662A44B134CE0CE13FC06956BC04BEF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df977d226dbb4e469%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1b407ECq-UnZCdZQQpheboEKQyE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there. I posted this on youtube also...for fun...not like anyone will watch/comment on it...but oh well...WhatEver....!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7017080650625995893?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f977d226dbb4e469&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7017080650625995893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7017080650625995893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7017080650625995893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7017080650625995893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/massive-headache.html' title='Massive Headache!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8932856102070246632</id><published>2007-09-17T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T08:38:18.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.....?</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have absolutely nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Why post then you ask?&lt;br /&gt;Because I am absolutely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt; out of my skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today SWT came over to practice for the D.O.E duet that we're doing. Even though we barely practiced at all (Shhhh!). Because we kinda spent most of the time surfing the web...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooo...today we had our FIRST chorralle (is that how you spell it? oooo...medicene...that's how you spell it right?) practice. It was pretty funny. We were like practicing on the stairs since D.O.E is like this THURSDAY!!! (yikes!) and I have no freaking idea why suddenly I thought on 'The Sound Of Music' even though we didn't sound half as good (well atleast me...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! that was my day. Atleast the part of my day worth writing about. Sure I could y'know "elaborate" on the practices, but to tell you the truth I'm like way, WAY to lazy right now...haih...atleast tomorrow there's football. And football is hardly ever boring, so I guess I would have more things to say, write, say? then...but till tommorrow, I must bid thee farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooook....where did that come from? no idea...since my brain is especially empty right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read 'The Series of Unfortunate Events' ? Cos' it like totally ROX!!! well, atleast I love it. Lemony Snickets (which obviously isn't his real name) is like a great writer. I mean I read this series like last year after getting hooked on 'The Austere Academy: book the fifth' that I had found in my friends room....I think her name was Hannah...I can't really remember. And it couldn't be more of a coinsidence that a month later (or something like that) the movie came out, so I was like totally hyped. Then I started to buy his books...I think I have 3 or 4 books in this series. I forgot about it until like, yesterday when the book 'The Penultimate Peril : book the Twelfth' was on sale...25% off. And I was like I WANT!!! (like a typical SPOILT child) but my dad was like NOOOOOOOOO! and I was like but it's 25% off! (my dad's a sucker for sales) And my dad miraculously said N-O=NO!!! I was like so, so, so, so, so, so SAD! and sulked all the way home...kinda, I can never stay mad at my dad. I try, and try, and try but always fail...haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books are like one thing that I can really get upset about. I mean who knows how many fights I've been into with ppl just because of my crave for books. And I don't mean fights about my parents not allowing me to read the book cos' its not appropriate or something like that. It's almost always about the price. Why do they make books so expensive anyway? I wish there was like some exclusive bookworm club where bookworms can get an exclusive 50% discount all over the world for any book...yeah I know...DREAM ON. Well here's a list of books which I recomend you read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alicia's List of MUST READ BOOKS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Series of Unfortunate Events. (depresing...nothing good ever happens in this book. But its good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopaholic Series (for ppl who love shopping. If you don't like shopping you still can read it but there are lots of shopping bits.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Undomestic Goddess (definitely a must read)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Princess Diaries (for tweens...but I still love it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All American Girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Size 12 is NOT fat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Size 14 is NOT FAT either.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marley and Me (a biography that like TOTALLY ROX...I cried at the end...It was THAT good...! You MUST read this. IT IS NOT GIRLIE! IT IS ABOUT A MAN AND HIS DOG.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Boys Next door (cute, funny, loved it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Little House Series. (classic that rules!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Megan Meade's Guide to the McGowan Boys. (living in a house full of 7 hot guys that you aren't related to...what could be better?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prom Crashers (funny and original)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess there definitely is a LOT more but for now...these are all I can think of...They are not in order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway its getting kinda late so I better go before my parents burst...so BUH-BYE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-8932856102070246632?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/8932856102070246632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=8932856102070246632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8932856102070246632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8932856102070246632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='.....?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-842573499063105353</id><published>2007-09-16T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:08:25.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid!</title><content type='html'>Stupid bookshops!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I didn't mean that. Bookshops are probably the best shops on earth...well other than restorants and pharmacies. Restaurants because without them we would have to eat homecooked meals all the time. Which isn't bad, but sometimes you suddenly get a craving for something Italian or Japanese (you get the point) and the only dishes your mom knows are Chinese, so restaurants are VERY IMPORTANT! Pharmacies because they sell medicene(damn, is that how you spell it? who cares? you get my point) and without them you will die. Sure you can get them(medicene) from doctors...but still...to get them from doctors you have to go for a check-up or something, right? and do you really need a check-up for a headache? just for panadol? So pharmacies are also VERY IMPORTANT. Ok, so are clothes shops, cos' without them you'd be naked! which ofcourse makes clothe shops VERY, VERY IMPORTANT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, come to think of it department shops/supermarkets are most important because they have practically everything. But the stuff there aren't always so nice right?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to why I was calling bookshops 'Stupid"...umm...what was it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, forget it. I think I've wrote about it before. I'm just kinda (ok, very) annoyed with the fact that they still haven't got 'Shopaholic and Baby' since like last month. I mean MPHs all over Malaysia are out of that book! except for the expensive version. How a got this imformation? I asked the guy at the counter which branches of MPH still have that book. He checked. All the MPHs have none. I saw it with my own 4 eyes!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't really have anything else to say...So BUH-BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;br /&gt;p.s :to all those who are sick, GET WELL SOON!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-842573499063105353?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/842573499063105353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=842573499063105353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/842573499063105353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/842573499063105353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/stupid.html' title='Stupid!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-4719157624339539693</id><published>2007-09-14T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:58.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures...</title><content type='html'>So here are a few pictures (That I stole from some ppl...shhh!) from the GRC Rally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlHW7vpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8AOQIgmec4Q/s1600-h/grc+rally+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110292089510018706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlHW7vpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8AOQIgmec4Q/s400/grc+rally+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlHW7vqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/u68dUl47gXQ/s1600-h/grc+rally+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110292089510018722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlHW7vqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/u68dUl47gXQ/s400/grc+rally+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlXW7vrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CnQUnEBaqFk/s1600-h/grc+rally+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110292093804986034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 13px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 4px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="60" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlXW7vrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CnQUnEBaqFk/s400/grc+rally+2.jpg" width="97" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlXW7vsI/AAAAAAAAAGk/k6Vt7J8Jl8U/s1600-h/grc+rally+11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110292093804986050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlXW7vsI/AAAAAAAAAGk/k6Vt7J8Jl8U/s400/grc+rally+11.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlnW7vtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oiGi2EG8Eew/s1600-h/grc+rally+10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110292098099953362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlnW7vtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/oiGi2EG8Eew/s400/grc+rally+10.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutmgXW7vkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6-mq70uZCoY/s1600-h/grc+rally5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110290908394012226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutmgXW7vkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/6-mq70uZCoY/s400/grc+rally5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutmgXW7vlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AqVAkbY2EDw/s1600-h/grc+rally4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110290908394012242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutmgXW7vlI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AqVAkbY2EDw/s400/grc+rally4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutmgnW7vmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6WT-wYKJL7o/s1600-h/grc+rally3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110290912688979554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutmgnW7vmI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6WT-wYKJL7o/s400/grc+rally3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutmgnW7vnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/alQuQjTf3Uc/s1600-h/Grc+rally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110290912688979570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutmgnW7vnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/alQuQjTf3Uc/s400/Grc+rally.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rutmg3W7voI/AAAAAAAAAGE/UFmy3nyTq_E/s1600-h/grc+rally+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110290916983946882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rutmg3W7voI/AAAAAAAAAGE/UFmy3nyTq_E/s400/grc+rally+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still hadn't taken down my lala/bimbo hairstyle...that's why I look so stupid...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...I don't really have anything to say so buh-bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-4719157624339539693?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/4719157624339539693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=4719157624339539693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4719157624339539693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4719157624339539693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/pictures.html' title='pictures...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RutnlHW7vpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8AOQIgmec4Q/s72-c/grc+rally+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-6868851160914238043</id><published>2007-09-11T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:00.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradise Concert...!</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday night I went to the Paradise concert in Grace Klang and it was totally GREAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pictures that I took with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaPerdGyRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/x-bxzcK7nu0/s1600-h/Photo-0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108928584522058002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaPerdGyRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/x-bxzcK7nu0/s400/Photo-0441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaPfrdGySI/AAAAAAAAAFc/F5Q85wcQYHw/s1600-h/Photo-0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108928601701927202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaPfrdGySI/AAAAAAAAAFc/F5Q85wcQYHw/s400/Photo-0442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaO87dGyMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Iu_KfMcz9vk/s1600-h/Photo-0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108928004701472962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaO87dGyMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Iu_KfMcz9vk/s400/Photo-0433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met her while we had our lunch break(they were parcticing for the concert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaO9bdGyNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pxUNbrG3XEA/s1600-h/Photo-0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108928013291407570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaO9bdGyNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/pxUNbrG3XEA/s400/Photo-0434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaO9rdGyOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/c6jOpa1Spds/s1600-h/Photo-0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108928017586374882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaO9rdGyOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/c6jOpa1Spds/s400/Photo-0435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry, its a bit blur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaO-LdGyPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Zdz231u3rfk/s1600-h/Photo-0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108928026176309490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaO-LdGyPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Zdz231u3rfk/s400/Photo-0437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This guy is the pastor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaO-rdGyQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kK5E4dC8tKs/s1600-h/Photo-0440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108928034766244098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaO-rdGyQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kK5E4dC8tKs/s400/Photo-0440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess thats all I wanted to do...so buh-bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4215332447840949858-6868851160914238043?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/6868851160914238043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=6868851160914238043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6868851160914238043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6868851160914238043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/paradise-concert.html' title='Paradise Concert...!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuaPerdGyRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/x-bxzcK7nu0/s72-c/Photo-0441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7019074895185410683</id><published>2007-09-09T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:00.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grc youth RALLY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuOnN7dGyKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Eh3-LINpX-4/s1600-h/FinalParadise07-flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108110260108183714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuOnN7dGyKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Eh3-LINpX-4/s400/FinalParadise07-flyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomorrow is the Paradise Live Concert! don't forget to go, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Dewan Grace,Taman Chi Liung, Klang&lt;br /&gt;Time: 8pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert is free, so if you want good seats make sure you go early.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry so late only write about it. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuOmoLdGyJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RQJ4H-uple8/s1600-h/FinalParadise07-flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108109611568122002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 5px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuOmoLdGyJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RQJ4H-uple8/s400/FinalParadise07-flyer.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuOkprdGyII/AAAAAAAAAEM/QRj4S0zDcnU/s1600-h/grc+rally+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108107438314670210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuOkprdGyII/AAAAAAAAAEM/QRj4S0zDcnU/s400/grc+rally+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday was the very first GRC YOUTH RALLY...WHOOOOOOOOO!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was AWESOME!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok maybe not that many ppl turned up, which was kind of an discouragement at first. But, aside from that the rally was great! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the acts were great. Except for the last scene for our(Klang's) skit. David L forgot to bring the gun( toy gun...don't worry...LOL) on stage, but no worries, David did a pretty good cover up and got the "nerd"(Samuel) to bring the gun on to stage...Alls well that ends well, right? (that is the saying right?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, The speaker was AWESOME too. WHOOOOO!!! GO DAVID POH!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;About 10 ppl accepted Christ last night, also 20+ ppl rededicated their life to christ. YAY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess there really isn't anything else to write about currently...sooooooooo....buh-bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/4215332447840949858-7019074895185410683?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7019074895185410683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7019074895185410683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7019074895185410683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7019074895185410683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/grc-youth-rally.html' title='Grc youth RALLY!!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RuOnN7dGyKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Eh3-LINpX-4/s72-c/FinalParadise07-flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7146005118663154240</id><published>2007-09-06T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:00.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored...tired...pointe!</title><content type='html'>So I'm pretty bored and tired now but like whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we (ppl in the skit) went to PJ for our dress rehersal thingy for the rally tmr ( I know, time like totally flies) and I had to dress up like a bimbo/lala girl which was kinda awkward at first but after awhile it was ok...until LUNCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atfirst we were like one of the first ppl who ate so no one really saw me. But later when everyone came downstairs to eat it got really wierd (to me). It felt like everyone was staring at me cos' I was dressed all wierd and stupid. It could have been my imagination but boy, was I glad to get out of that dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the t-shirt for the rally is like totally nice...I mean...like its totally nicer than the ISCF rally one ( no offence to the designer ). So if you're going make sure you buy one k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;POINTE SHOES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107058303926375090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rt_qeBS9krI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zdYMck15MuE/s400/pointe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATlast! finally my pointe shoes are done! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ( Bekah and me) started our first Pointe shoes excersises which like totally &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HURTS!!!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;like me and Bekah were screaming while Ji hu (another girl in our class) did everything cool. She did everything and looked like it didn't hurt at all! Ok, her legs were sorta shaking but she still didn't say a word!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess you might be thinking if it hurts so much, what for learn? well here's why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Usually the main reason why a little girl wants to learn ballet is because of pointe shoes. I mean you dream about wearing that tutu with the "pointy shoes" and dance across the stage looking sooooooooo pretty, then you tell your mom, "mummy, I want to do that" (after watching some ballet show). So mummy sends you to ballet lessons and you think that you're super great and show of to your friends.......After grd 2 still no "pointy shoes" (the only reason why you still learn is because you see the big girls using them)....grd 4 ( you want to quit because ballet is stupid and boring, but your parents don't allow it)....grd 6 (you think what the heck! two more years and I'm finished with this ballet...might aswell continue)...grd 7 (WHAM!!! your teacher asks you if you want do pointe shoes, ofcourse you say YES!)...few weeks later, and your toes are killing you and you wonder why you ever wanted to learn pointe shoes...then you look back and go '&lt;em&gt;oh thats why!'....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I guess thats about it....buh-bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7146005118663154240?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7146005118663154240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7146005118663154240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7146005118663154240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7146005118663154240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/boredtiredpointe.html' title='Bored...tired...pointe!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/Rt_qeBS9krI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zdYMck15MuE/s72-c/pointe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-3771646865239700796</id><published>2007-09-02T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T06:13:27.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life...</title><content type='html'>I know, I know...LIFE SUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that was a bit harsh...also I don't really feel that way...but isn't that what evryone says. Its always my life sux, this sux, that sux...and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure, sometimes it totally feels that way but I guess thats just life. Nobody's life is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I just write that? I have avsolutely NO FREAKING IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was kind of boring I suppose. I mean nothing happened, nothing DIDN'T happen...it was just ordinary. My dad fell sick...which isn't exactly ordinary but still not something much to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I don't wanna move to JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the stuff I wrote about the JB centre was really mean (kinda I suppose). I'm sure they're not all that bad, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANNA MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I like totally hated it when I first started in GRC. I like cried everyday and wished that I could go back to JB. I like begged my parents like crazy. So its kind of like now. I'd probably cry everyday until I find some awesome friends there and once I'm setled...YAY! we're moving again...NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm overreacting...I guess moving could be fun...in a way. Hopefully this would be the last time we move. Until University, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I don't really move THAT much. I mean Crystal's friend (was it Crystal or someone else) moved like to 14 different schools and is like only 14 yrs old which I like so cannot compare to myself. So I guess I SHOULD be grateful that I don't move THAT much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooooooook. What I'm writing is utter nonsense...so I guess I better go....since I have nothing better to write...C ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-3771646865239700796?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/3771646865239700796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=3771646865239700796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3771646865239700796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3771646865239700796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/09/life.html' title='life...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-6252954453124567736</id><published>2007-08-30T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T10:24:11.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy MERDEKA, MALAYSIA!!!</title><content type='html'>today is MERDEKA!!! ok I didn't know the 31st is Merdekah until like a few weeks ago...but anyway...I see it more like TOMORROW GOT NO SCHOOL...YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Jusco today cos' every Thursday is like bookshop day for me and my dad (he is the daddy bookworm, I'm the little one)...so I like looked for Shopaholic and Baby cos' I was upposed to but it onn this trip to the bookshop but Popular was out...so I went to MPH they were out too...can you believe it? whats the use of having two freaking bookshops( ok i didn't mean that bookshop, you are not a freak, I love you) in one damned small shopping mall and not have 1 book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popular's staff told me that already 3 ppl had asked for that book and they still don't have it. Who the hell is responsible for ordering the books anyway? can't you see that the book is on demand? and still it remains as out of stock I mean seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is supposed to be a happy post but whatever...I guess I should go...this was supposed to be a short post so I'm going to keep it that way...and HAPPY MERDEKA!!!...again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-6252954453124567736?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/6252954453124567736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=6252954453124567736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6252954453124567736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6252954453124567736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-merdeka-malaysia.html' title='Happy MERDEKA, MALAYSIA!!!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-3208706014417120827</id><published>2007-08-26T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T07:49:05.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday.</title><content type='html'>So today is my birthday...and you know what it still feels the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after church me, WAT, mum and dad...oh yeah and maid went out to "celebrate" my birthday. First, we went for lunch. Me and Ai Theeng had Pizza and Japanese Octopus Balls (I ate most of it, WAT only had 1)...it was delicous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went Ice skating (just me, WAt and my maid) we skated for hours and guess what? Ai theeng can finally skate, I repeat WAT can FINALLY ICE-SKATE...HOW COOL IS THAT??? after sooooooo many attempts to get her to relax and atleast try to skate and let go of the railings it finally paid off (like I said, NEVER GIVE UP!). So we skated and gossiped for like ages. For the first time we skated from 3:15 p.m-7:24 p.m we were like so tired and I had blisters all over (well atleast my ankles) my feet...it hurt so so so so so so so BAD. So we waited, and waited, and waited but my parents still hadn't come to pick us up (my parents went to visit a friend) so we got so hungry that we had McDonald's for my birthday dinner. It wasn't the best but definitely not the worst. oh well atleast I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived home me and WAT watched a few of Kevjumba and Happyslip videos and read a few things then she went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am writing about my birthday knowing that it is coming to an end but still atleast I enjoyed it...weeeeeeeeelllllllll guess I better go, got school tmr...*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-3208706014417120827?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/3208706014417120827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=3208706014417120827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3208706014417120827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3208706014417120827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7963516845141147381</id><published>2007-08-24T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:09:56.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JB. birthdays...and gifts...YAY!</title><content type='html'>So incase you didn't know tmr is my BIRTHDAY!!! and I'm turning TERRIBLE THIRTEEN!!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I got probably one of the best birthday presents EVER! remember the list of all the books I wanted for my birthday? yeah, I like got 4 out of 6...HOW COOL IS THAT??? y'know come to think of it being fat isn't THAT bad. why? every year my grandma (on my dad's side) along with my two aunties always give me clothes for my birthday. But this year they were like...Haih, we don't know how to buy clothes for Alicia anymore. We usually don't get the right size anyway. (I only see them during long school breaks) So they asked me...What do YOU want? and I was like BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! then they said ok, how much? so I told them. and they gave me the $$$ for three books. One from each. So I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopaholic Abroad/Mannhattan- Sophie Kinsella&lt;br /&gt;Shopaholic Ties the Knot- Sophie Kinsella&lt;br /&gt;Shopaholic and Sister- Sophie Kinsella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of my phone calls to my dad (while we were in JB) I told him about the books and I was like can you buy me a birthday present (he said no the last few times cos' he said that I have too much books anyway) and surprisingly he said OK! (this shows persistence pays off, NEVER GIVE UP) so I'm going to buy Shopaholic and Baby the next time I go to the bookshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yeah remember when I said that I was finnished with Meg books since there are none left to buy until new ones come out, but guess what? Avalon High: the Merlin prophecy (or something like that ) just came out. BUT, No worries, I bought it...so again...until the new books are out, none left to buy (p.s thanx WAT) YIPEE!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIIII LLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEE BBBBBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKKKKKKKKKKKKZSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt; thats I love books, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevjumba has new videos...this time with happyslip...2gether. But know worries they aren't going out Happyslip is married and has a kid (thank god). So kevjumba is still "available" even though there is like 0% chance that any of us Malaysian fans will ever, ever get to go out with him...but oh well. GO KEVJUMBA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~CIA over and out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-7963516845141147381?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7963516845141147381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7963516845141147381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7963516845141147381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7963516845141147381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/08/jb-birthdaysand-giftsyay.html' title='JB. birthdays...and gifts...YAY!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-1190225484868704550</id><published>2007-08-17T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T07:39:02.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOKS.....! you gotta love 'em...</title><content type='html'>hEY Bloggers! (who are bloggers? is it the readers or the writers? if the writers why do we call the readers bloggers? anyway...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! I have Every Boy's got one-Meg Cabot...and it rocks! like all other Meg books...DUH!&lt;br /&gt;I almost couldn't get it cos' my mom said that me and my dad spend way too much $$$ on books so well we aren't allowed to buy any more...BUT I used my charming sweetness to change her mind abt this book...LOL...but its true...in a way. Now you're thinking....SPOILT BRAT!!! or the kind of things that automatically come into your mind when you think abt only childs which are totally unfair...its a STEREOTYPE!!! (is that how you spell it?) even though alot of times its true...but still unfair! Anyway, now that I've got all of the Meg Cabot books that I can possibly get now...I'm focusing on SHOPAHOLIC! which really isn't so bad.even though I'm not into shopping that much...other than books, which so far I have not read abt her buying yet...ooooo...except for that indian curry cook book that i don't think really counts...cos' I well don't buy cook books, but whatever its still nice. READ IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;List of books that I have bought:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life swap-Jane Green&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Confessions of A Shopaholic-Sophie Kinsella&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every Boy's Got One-MEg Cabot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things you can buy for my B'day (its on the 26th i'm turning TERRIBLE THIRTEEN)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopaholic takes Mannhattan-Sophie Kinsella&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopaholic Ties the Knot-Sophie Kinsella&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopaholic and Sister-Sophie Kinsella&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopaholic and Baby-Sophie Kinsella&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marcy and Me-don't know the author but it has a golden retriever on its cover&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ten things to do before you're 16-again don't know the author.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So tmr I'm going to JB so I guess I won't be posting anything till probably school starts...oh yeah hopefully we go to SIngapore...BOOKS HERE I COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CIA-over and OUT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps. I had to use my own precious $$$ for the books...sniff...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pps. Lots of times the only child is restricted from doing many things that you guys can. eg. going out with friends alone, having your own E-freaking-Mail even when you're turning terrible THIRTEEN, and a whole bunch of other stuff (man this is a long pps)...again...over and out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-1190225484868704550?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/1190225484868704550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=1190225484868704550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1190225484868704550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1190225484868704550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/08/books-you-gotta-love-em.html' title='BOOKS.....! you gotta love &apos;em...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-3475727712670232207</id><published>2007-08-10T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:01.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a few pics I found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RrxNI3JXF7I/AAAAAAAAADk/vynX7lpaNWg/s1600-h/me-%2Balicia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097033692914063282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RrxNI3JXF7I/AAAAAAAAADk/vynX7lpaNWg/s400/me-%2Balicia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               Me and Andrew...When I was a kid in JB.&lt;br /&gt;P.s I think I rmb you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RrxNJHJXF8I/AAAAAAAAADs/rd4QduA6-Ko/s1600-h/Photo-0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097033697209030594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RrxNJHJXF8I/AAAAAAAAADs/rd4QduA6-Ko/s400/Photo-0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       Me and JO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RrxNJHJXF9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/DxkfpZQz9KE/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097033697209030610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RrxNJHJXF9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/DxkfpZQz9KE/s400/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Me, Bekah, Joel, David.P, Deborah and Jeffery&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/4215332447840949858-3475727712670232207?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/3475727712670232207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=3475727712670232207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3475727712670232207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3475727712670232207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-few-pics-i-found.html' title='just a few pics I found'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RrxNI3JXF7I/AAAAAAAAADk/vynX7lpaNWg/s72-c/me-%2Balicia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8389431609766726032</id><published>2007-08-07T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T08:21:16.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New house..New school...New friends?</title><content type='html'>Hey guys wassup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from JB about an hour ago, but still not tired cos' I slept in the car...AFTER watching SURF's UP! I think it's pretty nice, but definitely not as good as HAPPY FEET!!! but thats besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the "new school" that I might go to next year and...IT FRIGGIN' SUCKS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So they've got some pretty fun stuff like y'know drama club( they're trying to make a movie! for school ofcourse, Not big screen), cheerleading (its not like I'll even be in it since y'know I'm huge and absolutely CANNOT JUMP) but aside that its about it...NO MORE GOOD POINTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD POINTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The main supervisor has this thing against DOCTORS! and as you should know I WANNA BE one.(she dicouraged her son to be a doctor)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can only take your LPT once. If you fail, you go straight to ALT, fail?...REDO THE WHOLE DAMN BOOK!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NO...i repeat NO AIRCOND....AHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They use caterers...no more going out...sniff...sniff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they have lunch WHEN the caterer comes...and thats like 12: 50!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No science experiments...a.k.a only VCD...WAH!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reports HAVE to be presented infront of the WHOLE CLASS(school). Every single one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom doesn't like her (thANK goodness, I don't want to go there!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NO football training&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girls are only allowed to play NETBALL for PE...I mean NETBALL...Please?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School starts at 8:30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They take extra Malaysian math...plus the AOP one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to take MALAY there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to take a Malay daignostic test...even worst&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NO drawers. How am I supposed to put all my stuff on my desk? that is if I still want to have space to do work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They talk sooooooo much! how are you supposed to study? (that has some good in it.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No UNIFORMS! i guess this should be good but I hate planning the outfit the night before. Its so annoying!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess that's abt it. WOW!!! 17 that's quite a /lot compared to the good stuff.Anyway, enough of the bad stuff about JB. Now for the good stuff....THE HOUSE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I absolutely LOVE it. We have like a black chandelier,and all these awesome lights and above my bed there are like tiny stars that I can on at night when I sleep. and my bathroom's door is like camoflauged into the wall so that you can't see it...and there's like this net thingy that goes around my bed. and we have like this fountain fountain thingy outside with this small but nice garden. and a whole bunch of other stuff that I like totally don't know how to describe. The only thing is that its JB and there's no TV. Anyway I gtg...but check out the celebs that I look like first...even though I know none but BoA...&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" href="http://www.myheritage.com/" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;img height="579" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/62/08/82/620882_45076571d88b64t6vgpe51.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooooooooooooooooooo...yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C YA!!!!buh-bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ALI the CIA~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-8389431609766726032?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/8389431609766726032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=8389431609766726032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8389431609766726032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8389431609766726032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-housenew-schoolnew-friends.html' title='New house..New school...New friends?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-7233883161497963872</id><published>2007-07-25T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:06.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAT DISECTION PICS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdOY3JXF3I/AAAAAAAAADE/9DVo-6f5fk0/s1600-h/Photo-0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091124092792674162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdOY3JXF3I/AAAAAAAAADE/9DVo-6f5fk0/s400/Photo-0321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           People who disected the RAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdNs3JXFyI/AAAAAAAAACc/OwtbfcgLcv0/s1600-h/Photo-0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091123336878429986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdNs3JXFyI/AAAAAAAAACc/OwtbfcgLcv0/s400/Photo-0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                               Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdNs3JXFzI/AAAAAAAAACk/A2yrEF3qdbQ/s1600-h/Photo-0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091123336878430002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdNs3JXFzI/AAAAAAAAACk/A2yrEF3qdbQ/s400/Photo-0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      Fur of head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdNtHJXF0I/AAAAAAAAACs/s1WNkwKY83c/s1600-h/Photo-0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091123341173397314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdNtHJXF0I/AAAAAAAAACs/s1WNkwKY83c/s400/Photo-0281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                Skull with nose still on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdNtHJXF1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/X0bbKQ-gFjs/s1600-h/Photo-0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091123341173397330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdNtHJXF1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/X0bbKQ-gFjs/s400/Photo-0298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              Skull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdNtHJXF2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/0qlEfVVMjyM/s1600-h/Photo-0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091123341173397346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdNtHJXF2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/0qlEfVVMjyM/s400/Photo-0314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      Fur of rat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdMw3JXFvI/AAAAAAAAACE/wVQY997RY90/s1600-h/Photo-0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091122306086278898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdMw3JXFvI/AAAAAAAAACE/wVQY997RY90/s400/Photo-0296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      Body parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdMw3JXFwI/AAAAAAAAACM/ykr_4b1HYmY/s1600-h/Photo-0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091122306086278914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdMw3JXFwI/AAAAAAAAACM/ykr_4b1HYmY/s400/Photo-0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      Body part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdMw3JXFxI/AAAAAAAAACU/Xs4mbdzXPGo/s1600-h/Photo-0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091122306086278930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdMw3JXFxI/AAAAAAAAACU/Xs4mbdzXPGo/s400/Photo-0274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Body parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdL6nJXFqI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZDLm5Vp9GkA/s1600-h/Photo-0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091121374078375586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdL6nJXFqI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZDLm5Vp9GkA/s400/Photo-0307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Cutting open the rat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdL6nJXFrI/AAAAAAAAABk/IraQa3b9sEc/s1600-h/Photo-0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091121374078375602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdL6nJXFrI/AAAAAAAAABk/IraQa3b9sEc/s400/Photo-0313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       The rat's body with skin still on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdL6nJXFsI/AAAAAAAAABs/D71JmOdAAnY/s1600-h/Photo-0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091121374078375618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdL6nJXFsI/AAAAAAAAABs/D71JmOdAAnY/s400/Photo-0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   Opened rat Body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdL6nJXFtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SAiNaN8De-o/s1600-h/Photo-0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091121374078375634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdL6nJXFtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SAiNaN8De-o/s400/Photo-0278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     Opened rat body&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdL63JXFuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Upmfep0w0Ao/s1600-h/Photo-0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091121378373342946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="195" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdL63JXFuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Upmfep0w0Ao/s400/Photo-0269.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                Some of the body organs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                       The RAT&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdJ3nJXFmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hDU9o26YB7s/s1600-h/Photo-0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091119123515512418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdJ3nJXFmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hDU9o26YB7s/s400/Photo-0302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdJ3nJXFnI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZXXnQafJn5c/s1600-h/Photo-0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091119123515512434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdJ3nJXFnI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZXXnQafJn5c/s400/Photo-0264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                Crucified rat with tail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdJ33JXFoI/AAAAAAAAABM/v752a_MfN6s/s1600-h/Photo-0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091119127810479746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdJ33JXFoI/AAAAAAAAABM/v752a_MfN6s/s400/Photo-0304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Crucified rat without tail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdJ33JXFpI/AAAAAAAAABU/sjiZ-rvXOGE/s1600-h/Photo-0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091119127810479762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdJ33JXFpI/AAAAAAAAABU/sjiZ-rvXOGE/s400/Photo-0305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       The Rat's tail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, sorry guys it took so long for me to upload the pics...so now you got 'em...sorry the pics aren't so clear...its hard to take photos with bloody hands...anyway...bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ALI the CIA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4215332447840949858-7233883161497963872?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/7233883161497963872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=7233883161497963872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7233883161497963872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/7233883161497963872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/07/rat-disection-pics.html' title='RAT DISECTION PICS...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqdOY3JXF3I/AAAAAAAAADE/9DVo-6f5fk0/s72-c/Photo-0321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-5905143011669902528</id><published>2007-07-24T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:46:07.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a photo from Broga.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqYTAXJXFgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CF_dhe_rmP4/s1600-h/broga+camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090777325723129346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqYTAXJXFgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CF_dhe_rmP4/s320/broga+camp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4215332447840949858-5905143011669902528?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/5905143011669902528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=5905143011669902528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/5905143011669902528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/5905143011669902528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-photo-from-broga.html' title='just a photo from Broga.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dhpJ40zfFzo/RqYTAXJXFgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CF_dhe_rmP4/s72-c/broga+camp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-6097027680919785091</id><published>2007-07-24T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:48:59.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good news, I SURVIVED!</title><content type='html'>HEy guys, gals and alien pals! (if you guys actually exsist?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I S-U-R-V-I-V-E-D...WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year camp was FANTASTIC! I mean, the food was better, the worship was better, the dorms were better (aside from no free rooming, which wasn't so bad), the raft was definitely better...haih, I think that everything was better this year...YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only so-called bad part at camp was that when we arrived there was no electricity or water. We were like in a sauna or oven there and still I don't think I really lost any weight...sheesh. But one good thing about the electricity and water outage is that during the worship we could all really focus on God and not anything else. SO i guess the outage wasn't THAT bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing in camp for me was that there was NO JUNGLE WALK!!! I repeat NO JUNGLE WALK!!! I am happy thinking about it already! ESpecially, instead of trudging through a muddy, "leech" invested jungle, everyone got to have fellowship and have fun the whole night. That was when me and Caleb.C went crazy and hyper...WHOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sad news?&lt;br /&gt;By this august 4th or 5th me, my parents, my maid and Silky will be moving into our new house in JB officially. Not really staying as in leaving school yet, but moving in. So I guess that really confirms the whole I'm definitely moving to JB thing....sniff sniff...I'm really gonna miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the house looks fantastic and I'm sorta excited for it but the only sad part is that, THE FREAKING HOUSE IS IN FREAKING JB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, calm down...anyway, I gtg....MOM is bugging about something I gotta do....C YA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye,&lt;br /&gt;~ALI the CIA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;CAMP LIKE SO TOTALLY ROCKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-6097027680919785091?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/6097027680919785091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=6097027680919785091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6097027680919785091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6097027680919785091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-news-i-survived.html' title='good news, I SURVIVED!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-4169052808983168622</id><published>2007-07-19T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T09:02:16.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broga Camp</title><content type='html'>So in another few hours I'll be in Broga. Excited? ok, ok lah. Nervous? kinda. What if I can't survive the survival course?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;If I die please attend my funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNfortunately I have no time to make a will so everything that belongs to me goes to Silky. Simple as that. The books are to be read to him everyday and the money will be spent on making him happy (not that theres much though) and the clothes will be cut up into clothes for him. The rest that would be no use to him can be given away to any charity. As long as its christian and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was stupid. Never mind. So I was bored and had nothing better to do than to write on a blog that people hardly read. Until I beg them to, that is. So thanks guys for reading my nonsense! Anyway, if you, like me have got nothing to do but burn time writing (in your case, reading) my blog you would know that my last entry was kind of "depresing" to me. SO incase you're wondering, my spirits have been lifted way higher than my last entry. I am now back to the "happy me" because of KEVJUMBA'S video BE HAPPY! ok just kidding (even though he does rock!)I guess I'm just happier y'know? Why? I have absolutely NO idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally got my ballet exam results and guess what? if I had lost about 3 marks I would have FAILED!!! that, is how bad I am. So thank God that he let me PASS if not you would be reading a probably mor depressing entry than the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should tell you what happened today, even though its nothing really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00 a.m. : wake up. Off the alarm&lt;br /&gt;7:40 a.m. : off the alarm again.&lt;br /&gt;8:20 a.m.: off the alarm AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;8:23 a.m. : drag my body out of bed and crawl to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;8:30 a.m. : rush around franctically trying to get myself ready.&lt;br /&gt;8:40 a.m. : get in the car.&lt;br /&gt;8:50 a.m. : arrive at school. Talk to friends.&lt;br /&gt;9:00 a.m. : Assembly.&lt;br /&gt;9:30-11:50 a.m. : Do work.&lt;br /&gt;11:51 a.m. : go to the toilet. see W.A.T model what shes going to wear to 1Utama with her sister. NOt to sure. Not my kind of clothes, but still nice.&lt;br /&gt;12:00-12:50 p.m.: eat lunch.&lt;br /&gt;1:00- 1:45 p.m. : Do more work&lt;br /&gt;1:45 p.m. : do duty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih. Tired of writing time. SO the rest of the day was junk so you don't need to know that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think I better go. Incase my dad comes and sees that I'm not asleep yet. so Buh-BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ALI the CIA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I don't die tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-4169052808983168622?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/4169052808983168622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=4169052808983168622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4169052808983168622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/4169052808983168622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/07/broga-camp.html' title='Broga Camp'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-3460473491887881001</id><published>2007-07-16T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T07:25:18.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything about well...everything?</title><content type='html'>These few days have been pretty wierd...actually not wierd just...different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I missed school from Tuesday-Thursday last week. I got a 100 bucks from my uncle. My aunty went back to Australia. My uncle went back to Canada. Emily got a dog. Me and NEethu wrote a report/story for the GRC magazine. I got the book Tommy Sullivan is a Freak-Meg Cabot. I ordered Every Boys Got One-MEg Cabot. I have 23 Meg CAbot books(the 24th is on its way). I am most definitely moving to Johor. My life kinda sux in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE MOVING!!! i know to some people my moving is nothing but I really hate it. My parents say that I shouldn't complain because some people move a million times more than me. But whatever! I still hate it! Here are the places I have moved to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Australia (DUH! THAt really doesn't count )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saudi Arabia (SO DAMN HOT!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Batu Pahat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Johor Bahru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Klang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and now we're going back to Johor.SO its only about 5 places but I still hate it. Especially me being the only child and all. Because when we move I've got no one to even hang with or talk to, other than my parents, which isn't exactly the right choice. Oh, HOW I ENVY YOU PPL WHO DON'T MOVE!!! i HATE MAKING new friends cos' its always hard to get in to one of they're groups when they already have they're own cliques. Sheesh! Stupid MOving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I guess I've been in a pretty bad mood lately and I don't even know why. Is it obvious? I don't know. SWT now I totally know how you feel. Hopefully camp will "revive" me to my old more "happy" side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I hate it when I feel all alone and stuff. Sometimes I just wish that I could start my life all over again y'know? like go in a complete different direction. Atleast then I would know what to do. I just wish that my uncle would just leave and go back to Taiwan. I wish that my uncle didn't die. I wish that my uncle didn't do that stupid thing. I wish that my family was the same as last time. I wish things hadn't gotten so complicated. I wish that my aunty would stay for good. I wish that my stupid eyes weren't so annoying. I wish that I was smarter. I wish that I could undo time. I wish that Adam and Eve didn't sin. I wish that...I should just stop wishing right now because all these wishes will never come through. I wish that I would stop wishing and start thinking happy thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I guess that was one of the only wishes where I can well sorta do for myself. So now happy thoughts and good news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I PASSESD MY BALLET EXAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;All that hard working finally paid off. SO I don't know the exact result but I know I passed and I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so HAPPY about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Also as you know I'v got 23 Mag cabot books...1 more (the one in order) and I've got all her books other than the Mediator series( ghosts and stuff...not good) and 1-800 where are you series (which is a physicic-soory don't know how to spell). YAY!!! atleast until around the end of the year I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Also CAMP!!!! can't wait for that! a little nervous if they y'knoe assign cabins but still I'm totally excited for that since quite a lot of GRC klang kids are going....compared to last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Oh Yeah! I also got new specs/glasses/eyes. I just had to replace my old ones. They were just HOPELESS! anyway my power also went up by 50 degrees each eye. so one side is 425 and the other 400+ I think. And a whole bunch of other stuff like estimatism and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I also passed my Piano exam but I only got PASS so no big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Silky put on weight, which is good because after Sunik (my maid-pronounced as- Suni) left for INdonesia for awhile he like totally lost so so so so so so so so so much weight so I'm glad for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I guess I better go now..hopefully the next time I post an entry it'll be happy! I feel better already anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;C ya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~ALi the CIA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-3460473491887881001?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/3460473491887881001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=3460473491887881001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3460473491887881001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/3460473491887881001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/07/everything-about-welleverything.html' title='Everything about well...everything?'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-6088524116138085979</id><published>2007-07-03T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T07:27:08.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Cousins and Birthday Parties.</title><content type='html'>7 in total. 7 baby cousins that is. After spending a weekend in Ipoh with all 7 of them I don't really mind being the only child again. Don't get me wrong they are absolutely adorable(to me atleast) but not always...they cry,hit, fight,spit etc. but they also hug, kiss, say adorable things, giggle, smile, follow you around(sometimes good sometimes bad) etc. I guess every baby does that and I was like that too when I was little, as was everyone else including my parents...man I can't imagine that! So I guess I'll tell you their names first. Joshua, Joyce and Jonathan (order of age) are my fifth uncle's kids. Nicola, Anna, Samuel and Timothy are my fourth uncle's kids. Now in order of who I like most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joshua&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joyce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nocola&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anna&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jonathan and Samuel (its a tie)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Timothy (he's still a wee baby, can't talk yet. But a good sleeper)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joshua-pretty violent but so so so sweet...I LOVE HIM!!! as you know it was love at first sight. I heard from my mom just now that yesterday night after we left Ipoh Joshua was upstairs playing and he fell down and knoked his head agianst a corner and his head started bleeding. He cried really soft (funny how when they don't need to cry they cry SOOO LOUD and when they should cry LOUD they cry softly...sheesh) and since he was alone upstairs no one could hear him. His whole face was bloody with his shirt. Finally someone saw him and rushed him to the hospital. My fourth uncle stiched him up(did I mention that all my 5 uncles are docters?). Whew! I think he's better now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce-Very cute and sweet. Follows&lt;em&gt; J&lt;/em&gt;oshua everywhere giving him hugs all the time. Her giggle is sooooo adorable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nicola-A year younger than Joshua. Pretty cute but not my fav.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anna- two words: DAd MAGnET! she will not leave her dad alone. tHE MOMENT HE WALKS AWAY SHE WILL BAwl till he comes back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest-no coment.&lt;em&gt;I'll try to upload photos of them soon...and the rat discection pics...sorry guys! and gals!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIRTHDAY PARTIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Celebreted two this past four days. ONe for my Grandma (blech!) another for Joshua (muax!). My grandma turned 66 I think...don't care. JOshua turned 7...can you count that as a baby...I don't think so but he still is to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEAD PPL'S ASHES!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Now, this post has dead ppl's ashes. We visited my Grandfather and second uncle's grave or ashes on Sunday. Everyone creid at my 2nd uncle's place(adults only) no one cried at my grampa's...Why? UNcle was a good, kind man. My grama's fav. son. Grampa was a cheater, cheated on my grama...is that a bit too personal?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway I guess I don't really have anything else to say so....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUh-Bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Ali the CIA~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-6088524116138085979?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/6088524116138085979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=6088524116138085979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6088524116138085979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/6088524116138085979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/07/baby-cousins-and-birthday-parties.html' title='Baby Cousins and Birthday Parties.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-2999915668113342632</id><published>2007-06-29T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T09:48:30.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping, dresses and dead ppl's ashes...</title><content type='html'>OK this has nothing to do with dead ppl...just to make it clear. I just couldn't think of anything to rhyme with dresses....so I'll start wih shopping.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just came back from Jusco about a few min-...OMG! I mean hours ago...man time flies! anyway back to the story....and I bought a dress ( I know! a dress! and me! WOW!) which is the trenchcoat kind...I think thats how you describe it! I also bought a pair of shoes which is very nice...aleast I like them. Plus earrings,a hair clip and nail polish...so to those that know me very or pretty well you might be thinking why so much girlie stuff usually its straight o the bookshop and back? well its because I went with my auntie and we...actually me had to find something for my grandma's birthday/family reunion/ celebration of Ahee joining the family (long story). Actually I bought an other dress (WOW! 2 dresses in a month!) but it was all black and my mom was like OMG! no way you're wearing all black to your grandmother's b'day party you're supposed to be happy and blah! even though I guess I should be happy cos' th older she gets the faster she dies (&lt;em&gt;evil laugh)&lt;/em&gt; so what I utterly H-A-T-E her! so now you're thinking sheesh! who hates their grandma? this girl is evil I will naver ever read her blog ever again...but I do have my reasons and I think that if you were me you'd hate her too. So now I'm wearing a army green dress (no more black for mourning...haih...I'll get my chance) white shoes and blah!  so I guess thats all for shopping...now for the next subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FIFTH UNCLE IS BAAAACK!!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;See I don' hate all my relatives (other than my grandma,3rd uncle and his wife...again I have my reasons...I don' totally like my first uncle too...again, my reasons). Actually I'm happy because his son ( don't worry he's only 5 and 11 months) is with him and I absolutely ADORE him...HE IS SOOOOOOOOOOO CUTE!!! I used to dress him, sleep with him, feed him and whatever else you do with babies cos' it was love at first sight! except in a totally cousinly way not the romantic way. That was when he was about 3 I guess or maybe 2...hmmm...Damn ! those stupid glasses ! (as you should know my glasses keep splitting in half!) OH YEAH! I forgot his name is Joshua. THat time he sill lived in England now he lives in Canada with that cute canadian accent which is a lot like american accents just to let you know...just incase you don't. So I guess thats why I'm really happy...NEXT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FELLOSHIP HALL!-&lt;br /&gt;I kept the "so-called" best for last. GRC KLang is offcially temporally in the fellowship hall. Why? because the main church building is under construction and all the dust is no good for our precious little GRC-ian lungs so we must quickly move to the fellowship hall so that we don't we don't get sick. The only down about the fellowship hall is that its so damn HOT! but other than that its fine. We don't need dividers anymore cos' we can't move the dividers over, so now we each get to sit opposite each other two on each table. i'M SITTING opposite Rebekah, Renee and Crystal, SWT and Neethu but poor, poor WAT is the only girl that haz to sit opposite a guy, whose name is Andrew. 'Licia feels for you... Anyway I guess thats about it...well other than our trip to genting which really isn't important so nvm...so I guess I'll c you the next time...l8er..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ALI the CIA~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-2999915668113342632?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/2999915668113342632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=2999915668113342632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2999915668113342632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/2999915668113342632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/06/shopping-dresses-and-dead-ppls-ashes.html' title='Shopping, dresses and dead ppl&apos;s ashes...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-9142102924750205180</id><published>2007-06-22T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T09:51:41.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm....</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's not much to write...as usual. I'm at my cousin's house now but I'm hangin' with my aunty now...her bf is takin' a shower now. So we just finished wathing Fantastic 4: The rise of the silver surfer and it was pretty good. Chris Evans is so so so so so so so x100000 HOT! but ofcourse not as Hot as JESSE...DUH!!! Jeremy Sumpter is Hot too...ooooo that gave me an Idea for hottest acters....not in order....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesse McCartney (DUH!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeremy Sumpter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chris Evans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brad Pitt (old dude)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tom Cruise (ditto)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rain!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Orlando Bloom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matthew Underwood&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jason Dolley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nick Whitaker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cody Linely&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haih! amazingly I can't think of anymore...give me time...I'll give you more hot guys....you probably don't agree to everything but hey! every1 has different opinions...hey maybe you can post your fav guys in my cbox...just a suggestion...but please do if you can think of super hot guys i wanna know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm...what else to write? or should I say type......................................ok I'm outta ideas..................................Um..........................hmmm................................GOD !THIS IS STUPID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So my cousin Stephen just came back from England....and my uncle is coming back on Monday from Canada....My dog isn't feeling well and I'm pretty sad cos' he isn't eating well...I think my dog isn't eating well cos' he misses my maid...who is coming back next week YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i can't believe I just said that but to tell you the truth it sucks eve harder without the maid than with...WHY? the answer is: DISHES, CLOTHES, SHOES,SWEEPING,MOPPING,COOKING,And THE REST OF THE STUPID DAMNED HOUSEWORK! which i didn't exactly do all but doing one or two is bad enough! I have to keep on thinking, Is my uniform dried and ironed for tomorrow? are there enough socks? are my shoes dry? are there enough clean clothes? and so on...its fustrating! After all I AM A SPOILT BRAT! hahahaha...I guess its true...but I'm the only child waht can I say? ....WOW ! after having nothing to say I guess I wrote enough...so i gtg and well I don't know? burn time? anyway....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUH-BYE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Ali The CIA~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-9142102924750205180?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/9142102924750205180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=9142102924750205180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/9142102924750205180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/9142102924750205180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm....'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-408046555663430057</id><published>2007-06-13T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T08:17:40.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sTuffed!</title><content type='html'>OMG! I am sooooo full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finnished having dinner and am so stuffed...ahhhh! I can hardly talk and breathe at the same time! but atleast I can still type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also kinda sad cos' I have to miss the Planet Shakers concert and JOel's church rally thing. So I have to miss these things cos' we're (me,parents,aunty and bf) going to Johor and Singapore. I guess the only good thing about this trip is that I get to miss school on Monday but that isn't totally good either...haih...&lt;em&gt;if you ain't got no money take your BROKE AsS HOME!!!!  &lt;/em&gt;I'm listening to Glamorous now (obviously in a way) its kinda nice after awhile...hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else has happened in the past few weeks that I have to share?....ooooo....I just got my POINTE SHOES! YAY! what is it you ask (incase you don't know)? they're ballet shoes...the kind you use to stand on your toes and they like totally hurt like crazy...OUCH! but I still need to get some1 to sew them 4 moi...I'm excited about this cos' usually nwhen you're a kid you see those pretty ballerinas on tv on their toes and you go I wanna learn to do that so you learn dance which usually you end up quiting which I almost did especially after grd 6 (so hard) but my mom would't let me (thanx MOM) so I had to stay on and finally I get to learn Pointe shoes after more than around 6 years of waiting! So I guess I'm pretty excited abt it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I've pretty much ran out of things to write so I guess this is good-bye till the next post so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh-Bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lOve Alicia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-408046555663430057?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/408046555663430057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=408046555663430057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/408046555663430057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/408046555663430057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/06/stuffed.html' title='sTuffed!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-8071223631524024277</id><published>2007-06-09T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T19:06:22.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Hey Bloggers! or whoever that is reading this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEah! finally my aunty is here...WHOOHOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I couldn't sleep until about 2:30 a.m so technically its early today but whatever. I couldn't sleep cos' I was really excited cos' today my aunty is coming or is it was coming? man my english! Anyway...after dozing off at about 2:30 a.m I am awakened by my alarm clock at 5:15 a.m to go to the airport to pick them up (my aunty and her boyfriend) as they arive from Australia. So we arrive just in time to meet them unlike last year where me and my dad had to wait for about a hour. Then we go and eat breakfast. I had Yam Rice(yum...!) both my aunty and her bf had Chicken Rice, my grandma had laksa(I think) and my dad had nasi lemak. Then my grandma had to go to the market to buy some meat and stuff which was very funny cos' my aunty's bf (Chris) had never been to a Malaysian market cos' he was born in Australia and raised there so I guess he must have been atleast a little grossed out seeing everything covered with flies and stuff. Also he had never seen or eaten magonstine b4 in his life so he tried that too. Apparently the coke in Australia is diff from the one here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway other than feeling extremely excited I also feel tired not to mention that I have to go to church in a few more minutes so I gtg...I guess the only sad part is that I most likely can't go to the hillsong concert things l8er so have fun you guys who are going...sniff sniff...So I guess I should say bye now rite? So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh-Bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-8071223631524024277?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/8071223631524024277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=8071223631524024277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8071223631524024277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/8071223631524024277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-1844408217129645613</id><published>2007-06-09T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T18:47:28.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finaly!</title><content type='html'>Hey Bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! my aunty is FINALY here...WHOOHOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-1844408217129645613?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/1844408217129645613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=1844408217129645613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1844408217129645613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1844408217129645613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/06/finaly.html' title='Finaly!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-1719687820732303932</id><published>2007-06-05T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:10:49.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair,Sushi and JB</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I got a hair cut! So you're probably thinking so what? but for moi its HUGE! Why you ask?...I just cut a fringe...again you're thinking....so? I have a fringe...but for me not so much...the last time I had a fringe was when I was like 3-4 yrs old. Not only is it my fringe but my hair is also really short...well to me. My mom says that I apparently "look younger" and that i used to look "old" like a "aunty" and my cousin agrees so maybe this fringe is kinda good in a way but I H-A-T-E it absolutely HATE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of so called sad stuff now for the fun stuff yesterday I went to my cousin's house to make sushi for fun. My grandma taught us and we tried which was the funny part cos' our sushi...well atleast mine wouldn't stay together especialy my california roll (no one ate any of our sushi even ourselves....2 disgusting). So after we (me and my cousin) got tired of playing around with sushi no one was gonna eat we decided to go to the clinic (her dad's clinic also where my dad works and is below my house) and do jet peal which is nice. Jet peal is rhis oxygen and water spray thing that cleanses your face (ask WAT she's done it b4 too). Usually my dad does it for me but this time a nurse called Joyce did it for us and it ends up that pimple squeezing is part of the treatment so we had to get our prmples sqeezed and it HURT BAD!(ouch!) my cousin even cried! She had a lot on her forehead thank God i don't have that much yet...so anyway after the pimple pain we did the jet peal and as I said it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for JB....three words IT WAS BORING!&lt;br /&gt;Except for the part where I went to Singapore and bought tons and tons of books...second hand but still readable...YAY! BOOKS! The food wasn't too bad either cos' after being away from JB for so long my mom brought me top all my favorite stores so another...YAY! but other than that all I did in JB was sleep...which actually isn't so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I guess I've finally written what there is to write after about a week or 2 so I guess I better go...so BYE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-1719687820732303932?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/1719687820732303932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=1719687820732303932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1719687820732303932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/1719687820732303932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/06/hairsushi-and-jb.html' title='Hair,Sushi and JB'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215332447840949858.post-289053589164319541</id><published>2007-06-05T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T03:08:35.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgot!</title><content type='html'>hey guys or gals....or bloggers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is a repost of what I wrote in my other blogwhich i can no longer access cos' i forgot my password and username...lol...so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my first time doing this blog thing so...what exactly do I write? Ai Theeng and SwT said that its something like a online diary so i guess i'll just write what happened today.....(i'm warning you that my life is very boring.So unless you want to burn time you don't have to read this.)I forgot to set my alarm yesterday so i woke up late. Rushed to the bathroom brushed my teeth and blah, blah, blah...the stuff that every1 does in the morning. Then I reach school. Today we are having a class party so its only half day(YAY!). We have assembly. Swt and I work on the Bear report due today. We eat. We clean up. Mrs. Poh talks to us. I reach home at about 1 something. I sleep until about 3. wake up watch tv until about 5 or 6. Call SWT. Watch Friends then Cory in the house...watch tv 'till 9. Then...man this IS boring...I'm so sorry I wasted your time but then again I DID warn you.Hmmmm....ok there is absolutely nothing productive in my day today so i guess i should stop writing...um....Bye?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215332447840949858-289053589164319541?l=alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/feeds/289053589164319541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215332447840949858&amp;postID=289053589164319541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/289053589164319541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215332447840949858/posts/default/289053589164319541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicia-blakstarr.blogspot.com/2007/06/forgot.html' title='Forgot!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12376982364630862911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
