<?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-13887391</id><updated>2011-11-18T18:46:01.398+11:00</updated><category term='dell inspiron 1525'/><title type='text'>rearview mirror of me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5869302716770106705</id><published>2010-07-17T15:21:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T15:21:21.868+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving ship</title><content type='html'>I have moved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not going to say where. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you REALLY want to read, just msg me and let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5869302716770106705?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5869302716770106705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5869302716770106705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5869302716770106705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5869302716770106705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/07/moving-ship.html' title='Moving ship'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5896634216581501295</id><published>2010-05-31T23:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:41:34.487+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting sick is no fun</title><content type='html'>I think getting sick is about as bad as actually being sick. Right now, I feel TERRIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;I have a nose so blocked I'm sure China's stuck up there somewhere. My throat feels like there are a million ants crawling up and down it. My chest feels like a sumo wresteler is sitting on it. And to top it all of my stomach feels like someone is hacking away at it with a very dull knife... not actually cutting but just about to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me sick now please so I can enjoy being my usual un-sick self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded tonight of Ernerst Hemingway's shortest story. Do you know it? &lt;br /&gt;"Baby shoes for sale. Never used."&lt;br /&gt;It is only 6 words long but to me it speaks a thousand stories of  joy, hope, anxiety, dreams, sadness, remorse, pain, anger and so much  more. It's amazing how such few words can make you feel so many things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stop being so melodramatic now and hopefully pass out to a world where everything's peaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5896634216581501295?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5896634216581501295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5896634216581501295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5896634216581501295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5896634216581501295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/05/getting-sick-is-no-fun.html' title='Getting sick is no fun'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7705462483107190425</id><published>2010-05-27T21:50:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:00:18.916+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gleeture</title><content type='html'>It has come to my attention that Glee, the most amazing show on the face of the planet thus far, is to some extent TORTURE (Gleeture) to some people. And by some people, I mean my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thus come to the awesome conclusion that I can forcefully will my boyfriend to see and/or do things my way by capturing him and sitting on him and singing Glee songs (terribly) in his ear. It is quite awesome and I suggest you all try it if your partner is particularly averse to Glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that 'Taking Chances'; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fXuAj6jP0M&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fXuAj6jP0M&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and "Can't fight this feeling";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v634X69WfrY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v634X69WfrY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does wonders for getting your way. Or maybe if you're in an arguement with your loved one and just cbf fighting anymore.... BREAK INTO SONG! He/she will be so confused that they will probably just laugh....or think you're crazy. Either way, it's better than fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is #49821 on my "Why I heart Glee" list. What? You don't have one? Shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7705462483107190425?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7705462483107190425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7705462483107190425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7705462483107190425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7705462483107190425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/05/gleeture.html' title='Gleeture'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7002410040893801807</id><published>2010-05-25T17:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T17:46:47.984+10:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!</title><content type='html'>Hola,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has been happening in my life. Happy with my new job and finally getting comfortable being around the boss and his forever snarky remarks. Once you get used to him, he's actually quite a cool guy. Just found out today that he has a Felix the Cat tattoo somewhere on his body (I didn't dare ask where).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie is grinding his claws into my leg as I type. He's officially our cat, I don't care who says what. He's mine... I mean... ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potato and bacon soup for dinner tonight!! It's going to be my first venture into soup making so we'll see how that goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that happy note, I shall leave you with a comic piece that kept me laughing for a good 10 minutes. I go through this once a month as I'm sure all you female readers out there do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sinfest.net/comikaze/comics/2010-05-25.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://www.sinfest.net/comikaze/comics/2010-05-25.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite comics to pass the time, www.sinfest.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7002410040893801807?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7002410040893801807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7002410040893801807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7002410040893801807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7002410040893801807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/05/updates.html' title='updates!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4744296426452275586</id><published>2010-05-03T13:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:40:03.629+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Busyyy</title><content type='html'>I'm finally too busy to blog. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a job which keeps me occupied and then when I'm at home I'm too tired and letting my feet recover from blisters. Godamn shoes that kill my feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a really quick post today. Got a few things on my to-do list for my day off.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture that I hope will make your day as it made mine. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://perfectpandas.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/7236_4530_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://perfectpandas.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/7236_4530_thumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming obsessed with pandas lately. They are the cutest things everr!!&lt;br /&gt;Love love!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4744296426452275586?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4744296426452275586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4744296426452275586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4744296426452275586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4744296426452275586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/05/busyyy.html' title='Busyyy'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4203695482764400636</id><published>2010-04-24T19:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:51:24.616+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What gets me through the day</title><content type='html'>When I'm feeling down and feel like life is shit, which has been a lot of the time lately, I really forget to think about what makes my life so much better than what I think it is. I have so many things to be appreciative for and it's really easy to focus on what is bad rather than what is good because I guess that's just the way we work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a fantastic family who no matter where they are in the world will pick up on my feelings and give me a call, email or text to see how I am. My mum, dad, brother, cousins, aunt's and uncles who all look out for me and give me advice and love me no matter what I do. I'm so happy I have such a tight knit family which I know I can rely on and I know they will always be there for me. Without them, I will defintely not be the person I am today and I really love them all with everything in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LHlmXnV8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/UVYnZKNrGgk/s1600/phone+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LHlmXnV8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/UVYnZKNrGgk/s320/phone+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LIOuVOc_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/ubY4r9PLiMw/s1600/nana+044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LIOuVOc_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/ubY4r9PLiMw/s320/nana+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LHvOURJRI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ceApWOLX_qQ/s1600/phone+057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LHvOURJRI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ceApWOLX_qQ/s320/phone+057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LHzKh0UsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/a2wmZbzrqCQ/s1600/phone+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LHzKh0UsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/a2wmZbzrqCQ/s320/phone+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LH2snrrBI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ebkAB66NUsI/s1600/phone+071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LH2snrrBI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ebkAB66NUsI/s320/phone+071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LIU3OJW9I/AAAAAAAAAZk/Yoip2H0yV3g/s1600/phone+068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LIU3OJW9I/AAAAAAAAAZk/Yoip2H0yV3g/s320/phone+068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LIcohcfwI/AAAAAAAAAZs/IzUuxzcVeBs/s1600/DSC01708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LIcohcfwI/AAAAAAAAAZs/IzUuxzcVeBs/s320/DSC01708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJlwkk7TI/AAAAAAAAAaU/L3WCgnz2-oY/s1600/phonepics+125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJlwkk7TI/AAAAAAAAAaU/L3WCgnz2-oY/s320/phonepics+125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJs8y2sKI/AAAAAAAAAac/aXEB1YRf_TY/s1600/Copy+of+woop+105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJs8y2sKI/AAAAAAAAAac/aXEB1YRf_TY/s320/Copy+of+woop+105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend, even though he is a man of few words and even fewer hugs... I know that he loves me to bits and when I'm feeling down and can't explain why, he just lies next to me and gives me a big bear hug because that's pretty much what I need at the time. I can be myself around him and I like that no matter how much I moan, groan, whine, bitch and cry about the silliest things, he knows how to make me laugh after it all. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LL1ZnOxwI/AAAAAAAAAbE/rwb-iiwACf0/s1600/DSC00563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LL1ZnOxwI/AAAAAAAAAbE/rwb-iiwACf0/s320/DSC00563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LL-aMp2vI/AAAAAAAAAbM/IDolp6HEa9w/s1600/DSC00632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LL-aMp2vI/AAAAAAAAAbM/IDolp6HEa9w/s320/DSC00632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, from friends I've known for years and friends I've known for months, all of them are priceless to me. My theory in life is that everybody comes into each others lives for a reason and no matter how long they stay, they made a change or impact to you, even if you don't realise it now. I've had friends who have been around for a couple of months and they've helped me through the hardest points of my life and I've had friends who I've known for years and years and they've been through everything with me as I have been through everything with them. There are the friends who I don't see or talk to for a year and when I go back to Malaysia, the relationship we have is as strong as it ever was. I know how lucky I am to have friends like you and I am so thankful. I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJxpWYXiI/AAAAAAAAAak/KKI9HONGE5Y/s1600/DSC03044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJxpWYXiI/AAAAAAAAAak/KKI9HONGE5Y/s320/DSC03044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJRt8XC4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/QNNeEI_Ky2g/s1600/phonepics+059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJRt8XC4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/QNNeEI_Ky2g/s320/phonepics+059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJHrQZVyI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/eV52Zy4wevA/s1600/beckyandjosillinessphotry5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJHrQZVyI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/eV52Zy4wevA/s320/beckyandjosillinessphotry5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJUl09YPI/AAAAAAAAAaM/vCjCyhMGidQ/s1600/phonepics+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LJUl09YPI/AAAAAAAAAaM/vCjCyhMGidQ/s320/phonepics+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LMF4VzyqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/c5NLaG-_mYY/s1600/cocktober+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LMF4VzyqI/AAAAAAAAAbU/c5NLaG-_mYY/s320/cocktober+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LLIdkoEuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/N_acqUWRy5I/s1600/IMG_8449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LLBIfjmNI/AAAAAAAAAas/4WOKqBg7eBw/s1600/CAMNGXAV.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LLBIfjmNI/AAAAAAAAAas/4WOKqBg7eBw/s320/CAMNGXAV.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LMyITHmyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/rozr4HQasV0/s1600/august+068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LMyITHmyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/rozr4HQasV0/s320/august+068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cat, well, technically not MY cat, but whatever. Ollie, who came into my life when I probably needed him the most. Looking for a job means that I'm broke which means that I can't do much going out which thus means that I stay at home alot. Ollie has been there to cuddle with me when I'm alone at home (which is most of the time). I know it sounds silly but I hate being alone and having him here with me is better than no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, the people in my life make my life everything it is and I'll try to remember that next time I'm feeling depressed, unwanted and basically like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4203695482764400636?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4203695482764400636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4203695482764400636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4203695482764400636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4203695482764400636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-gets-me-through-day.html' title='What gets me through the day'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S9LHlmXnV8I/AAAAAAAAAYs/UVYnZKNrGgk/s72-c/phone+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-873525634263016281</id><published>2010-04-20T13:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T13:49:58.608+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing it in</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like things are never going to happen for you?&lt;br /&gt;Every hope I hope for, every time something happens to me, it falls apart.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go home. I think I'll be quite happy if I left this country and went back to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe if I just went to a different country all together. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like my time is up for me in Melbourne. Nothing is falling into place.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always thinking about how much better my life could be elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Time to start my change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-873525634263016281?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/873525634263016281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=873525634263016281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/873525634263016281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/873525634263016281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/04/packing-it-in.html' title='Packing it in'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-1743709510426530176</id><published>2010-04-20T11:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:15:41.030+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning sunshine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Holy crap it's bright outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I was having a really wierd dream about how someone was filling my car in the Taman Tun petrol station and then as they were filling it, my car was accelerating and the more petrol was put into it the faster it went and I had no control. So, I was freaking out a lot. And I guess that's why Brad decided to wake me up by blasting the speakers with crazy music on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Then he proceeded to open the curtains in our room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Now, let me paint a picture for you. I like sleeping in darkness therefore I block out every source of possible light that might shine into this room. The curtains, thank the good Lord, are made of this crazy heavy dark brown material so noooooo light passes through at all. There's this little window above our bed which I've blocked out the sun using a pillow and the windows in our doors have been covered with dark blue clothes AND a sarong that I added.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So what does my boyfriend do to wake me up? Flings the curtains open! Removes the pillow from the window! And opens the doors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;NOOOOOOOO!!!! I need to sleeeeppppp! God, he sucks sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;I jest. I do love him. But being woken up when I still want to be sleeping is the worst feeling. Not like I have anything else to do with my time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Although, I do have an interview today. I'm trying not to jinx it by talking about it too much, but if you know me, you'll know that I can't keep my mouth shut for too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If this job thing doesn't work out, I'm going to be using some of the money from my next paycheck from the government to buy some materials so I can start making some jewellery. Just for personal use and maybe presents for people... since I'm too broke to buy presents.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Alright I'm off, I'll leave you with a picture of the most stress I have to deal with in a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S8z_-UpTrlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/qm7tg_u5p4c/s320/SNC00421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie on my laptop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-1743709510426530176?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1743709510426530176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=1743709510426530176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1743709510426530176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1743709510426530176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-morning-sunshine.html' title='Good morning sunshine!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S8z_-UpTrlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/qm7tg_u5p4c/s72-c/SNC00421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-6953336111232473567</id><published>2010-04-19T23:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:23:48.975+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop the need</title><content type='html'>The other day, I watched a documentary called '&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Cove_%28film%29"&gt;The Cove&lt;/a&gt;' and it really affected me. Maybe it's because I was feeling a little bit emotional that day and I was in crazy mood swing town, but it still left me feeling so... BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that 23,000 dolphins are murdered every year in Taiji, Japan?&lt;br /&gt;No joke. Although I wish I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This documentary highlights the fact that these Japanese fishermen are trapping dolphins that swim through their waters into this cove and then what they do is go through them looking for bottlenose dolphins so they can sell them to Sea World, and other aquariums that do dolphin shows and then they KILL the rest. Of course, the bottom line for these people is the money involved. They get $150,000 for a live dolphin and $600 for a dead one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then sell the meat to local butchers and supermarkets passing it off as whale meat because that is what the Japanese like to eat as they believe it's the healthiest meat on the market. The most ironic part of the story is that dolphin meat is loaded with mercury and is highly toxic to human beings. They're giving themselves &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mercury_poisoning"&gt;mercury poisoning&lt;/a&gt; and killing themselves as well as thousands of other innocent Japanese people who have no idea this is happening in their country. Karma really is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried my eyes out watching the cruelty and the heartlessness inflicted upon these poor little dolphins. These animals have done no wrong to us and in fact are more intelligent than we think they are. There are so many stories of dolphins saving human beings from drowning, and from being attacked by sharks. Sailors believed that the creatures singing out from the sea and rescuing them from their ships were human, thus the stories of mermaids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the points of this doco was to expose this cruelty to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/International_Whaling_Commission"&gt;International Whaling Commision (IWC)&lt;/a&gt; and the leader of the group, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ric_O%27Barry"&gt;Ric O'Barry&lt;/a&gt;, was actually the trainer of the most loved dolphin in the world, Flipper.&lt;br /&gt;After the dolphin who played Flipper died in his arms, he made it his mission in life to save all dolphins from captivity and his efforts have gotten him put into jail many times. Do you think that stopped him from saving more? Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I'm going to do my bit by spreading the word about this movie as much as I can. Doing my bit to make people more aware of what is happening and I'll be donating a sum of money to &lt;a href="http://www.seasheperd.org/"&gt;Sea Sheperd&lt;/a&gt; which is a non-profit, marine conservation organization. I also will not be going to any more zoos, aquariums and sea world type establishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to stop the need is to stop the demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://scrapetv.com/News/News%20Pages/Science/images-2/dolphin.jpg" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-6953336111232473567?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6953336111232473567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=6953336111232473567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6953336111232473567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6953336111232473567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/04/stop-need.html' title='Stop the need'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7390240470052951073</id><published>2010-04-13T17:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T17:44:45.490+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Drugs &amp; Addiction</title><content type='html'>Growing up, I've come to know a lot of people that do drugs on a regular basis. I admit that I have experimented with a few but never really got into it that much, to which I'm thankful of because with the people that I've come to know, I also saw how their lives deteriorated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It saddens me that I know so many people who either do drugs frequently and also who do drugs once in a while but if it's in front of them they'll take it, no matter what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person very close to my heart does this. He won't take drugs or buy his own but if there's a edible chemical in front of him, trust me, it will go down. Be it coke, speed, weed, acid, ecstacy, it doesn't matter. As long as it's there, he'll do it. Now, for someone to take drugs, I feel there has to be a purpose. I don't really like it when people do drugs for the hell of it. If there's no reason to take it, then why do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not depressed, or if you're not going out to party all night long, if all you're doing is staying at home or going to work in an hour then why do that line of speed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you who read this may think, "Get off your freaking high horse and stop judging." I'm not judging you or people I don't know, in fact I'm not even judging. I'm just in a right state of perplex as to why people would do that to their bodies knowingly without even knowing for sure what is in the drugs they're taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new drug on the market that has a chemical that's put into fertilizer in it and apparently it's all the rage. Why? Because it gets you high quicker. It doesn't matter that this chemical is used in fertilizer, no of course not. Why would that matter if it gets you high as a kite in a few minutes? I may smoke and I may drink but at least I know what kind of chemicals are going into my body (yes, I've read up on it in my attempts to quit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what I'm saying is that I just wish people would take a step back and look at what they're doing before they do it because if the addiction to that high gets out of control, it's not very nice for anybody involved.&lt;br /&gt;If you know someone who is addicted to drugs, get them help before it's too late. There are plenty of services out there for people affected by drugs and alcohol, get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7390240470052951073?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7390240470052951073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7390240470052951073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7390240470052951073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7390240470052951073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/04/drugs-addiction.html' title='Drugs &amp; Addiction'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3473099987257348624</id><published>2010-04-09T17:40:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:43:31.124+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Milkman</title><content type='html'>About half an hour ago, I heard a knock on my front door and opened it to find a young guy. He looked at me while leaning against my pillar and said in his best James Bond voice, "Hey, I'm Jo your local milkman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but break into laughter and he smiled, obviously happy getting the reaction he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a chat about what being my "local milkman" actually entails and also because he seemed to be alot like me in the way that we both go off topic alot, we ended up having a chat for half an hour. We bonded over the greatness of having a name starting with 'Jo', we talked about the neighbours with sticks up their arses, crazy housemates and parties we've thrown. We even ended up sitting on the chairs in my front porch while attempting to get my details for the delivery order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I now have a milkman who will be coming to my house once a week to deliver me bread, milk and juice. How awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my fantasy that all men of labour (including milkmen) are super hot has failed me this time. But I guess I'll just keep hoping that the next guy that comes around, be it a plumber, electrician or a gardener has the James Bond looks and not just a weak (albeit funny) impersonation of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3473099987257348624?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3473099987257348624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3473099987257348624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3473099987257348624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3473099987257348624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/04/milkman.html' title='Milkman'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-8823629462549870336</id><published>2010-04-08T17:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T17:00:30.188+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Coasting</title><content type='html'>When I'm on a train, my mind goes *blank*. I don't really think about anything. Instead, I listen and observe.&lt;br /&gt;I listen to other people's conversations which can be rather interesting sometimes but most of the time it's just amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I observe people and what they're reading, wearing and doing. I then start to wonder if they are happy with the life that they have and if they're happy. I wonder if it's all they ever dreamed it would be.&lt;br /&gt;Or are they like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coasting along mindlessly on the train tracks of my life. I'm waiting for my next stop but at the speed I'm going, it doesn't look like I'll be getting anywhere fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time to get in to the driver's seat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-8823629462549870336?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8823629462549870336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=8823629462549870336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8823629462549870336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8823629462549870336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/04/coasting.html' title='Coasting'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-2377651047039893873</id><published>2010-02-21T22:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:25:17.362+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend shenanigans or lack of it</title><content type='html'>Day 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S4EX4hjmz4I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/SOTcdEQ313U/s1600-h/shutter_island_movie_poster2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S4EX4hjmz4I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/SOTcdEQ313U/s320/shutter_island_movie_poster2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I heart Leo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Brad, Sarah and myself went to Chadstone to have a coffee and catch up since I haven't seen her since she got back from South Africa. Then she left and Brad and I went and watched 'Shutter Island'. It was really good and such a mind trip... after the twist was revealed, I was still going, "What just happened?" in my brain a good 5 minutes after.&lt;br /&gt;Then Brad went to a party and I went for cake with Caryn and Andrew in Camberwell. Went back to theirs to watch the movie '9' and that was also a really good movie. It's really well animated and I believe it was only a short film but because it had such a good response, the makers decided to extend the story line and make it into a feature film. I suggest you watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S4EYEb9EyqI/AAAAAAAAAYY/9hiDd6tO8w0/s1600-h/sku_12432_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S4EYEb9EyqI/AAAAAAAAAYY/9hiDd6tO8w0/s320/sku_12432_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lego Lamp! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I did absolutely nothing at all until about 4 pm when Sarah picked Brad, Bec and myself up to go to her house for a BBQ. First Aussie barby since I've been back and it was sooo goood. Besides the fact that it was stinking hot and I felt like dying!&lt;br /&gt;We then went and watched 'The Wolfman' which I promptly fell asleep too after he got turned into a werewolf. I wouldn't bother watching it if you're not into the whole cheesy 80's feel to a movie. I felt like I was watching MJ's 'Thriller' video clip when the werewolves were on screen.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Caryn has introduced me to a really cool website called www.dealextreme.com and there is a whole bunch of really cool thingymawhatsits there that you can buy for really cheap if you look. Everything is free shipping! Even the items that cost 99 cents! Caryn bought this awesome Lego lamp (in picture above) which I really want to get once I start getting some money in my bank account.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sleepy time I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-2377651047039893873?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2377651047039893873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=2377651047039893873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2377651047039893873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2377651047039893873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekend-shenanigans-or-lack-of-it.html' title='Weekend shenanigans or lack of it'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S4EX4hjmz4I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/SOTcdEQ313U/s72-c/shutter_island_movie_poster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-2121925979046617141</id><published>2010-02-19T21:15:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:16:15.480+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Success in every way</title><content type='html'>Day 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35kh8g7rEI/AAAAAAAAAXo/rvU7je1ikoQ/s1600-h/DSC00656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35kh8g7rEI/AAAAAAAAAXo/rvU7je1ikoQ/s320/DSC00656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfailed fried noodles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is my dinner that I cooked tonight. Turned out good!! Pretty simple dish to put together though but I'm proud it didn't get ruined like the last one. Fried vermicelli noodles with black sauce, chinese sausage, capsicum, brocolli, onions and garlic topped with dried shallots. Nyum nyum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I went for another interview today. Turns out it's for a supervising position at a really nice cafe. I think I got it because he asked me to come back next week for shifts and got reallllyyyy in depth into the role the supervisor would be playing. If I take the job it would be my first REAL job with like... a yearly salary to it and everything. Unfortunately, because I'm serious about going back to university mid year, I can't take the job because he wants someone who can be committed to full time hours for a long time and not just 6 months. Very bad luck. On the upnote, it's nice to know that I can be considered to take on a superviser role.&lt;br /&gt;*insert grin here*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-2121925979046617141?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2121925979046617141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=2121925979046617141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2121925979046617141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2121925979046617141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/02/success-in-every-way.html' title='Success in every way'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35kh8g7rEI/AAAAAAAAAXo/rvU7je1ikoQ/s72-c/DSC00656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3077696579229247163</id><published>2010-02-18T21:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:29:31.778+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Qu'ils mangent de la brioche!</title><content type='html'>Day 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S30VdOte8OI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8UqrDqRo65k/s1600-h/cake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S30VdOte8OI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8UqrDqRo65k/s400/cake.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cake shop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got the job! I now work at a cute, quirky little cake shop owned by a family. It's really nice because the daughter who's 19, her mum (who owns the shop) and her mum's mum (or grandmother) all work there. There's also little crosses scattered around the shop, like in the cash drawer and in the cupboard where we keep our bags. It's pretty sweet actually.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hopefully I get another job closer to home because right now I have to travel an hour to get to work which is a little bit of a hike. For now I'm only working 3 days a week which will soon be moved up to 4 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Me? Selling cakes and eating it too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3077696579229247163?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3077696579229247163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3077696579229247163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3077696579229247163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3077696579229247163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/02/quils-mangent-de-la-brioche.html' title='Qu&apos;ils mangent de la brioche!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S30VdOte8OI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8UqrDqRo65k/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-6972125475141780846</id><published>2010-02-17T22:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:15:25.775+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Failed dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3vO9NEyhCI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/hS8o17r_FW0/s320/SNC00141%5B1%5D" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oyster Chicken &amp;amp; French beans w egg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The chicken was way too salty and the beans had a slight burnt taste to it, thanks to the burnt garlic which was due to the overheated wok and much too slow a reaction on my behalf.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well, try again tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;P.s. Got my trial shift at the cake shop tomorrow. Here's hoping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-6972125475141780846?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6972125475141780846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=6972125475141780846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6972125475141780846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6972125475141780846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/02/failed-dinner.html' title='Failed dinner'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3vO9NEyhCI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/hS8o17r_FW0/s72-c/SNC00141%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7663161842434835095</id><published>2010-02-16T10:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T10:54:03.130+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQrQLvBQax0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQrQLvBQax0&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willie Dixon - I'm Nervous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quite an apt titled song as to what I'm feeling now. Got an interview in 4 hours... really hoping I get it because Lord knows I need this job. Any job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7663161842434835095?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7663161842434835095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7663161842434835095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7663161842434835095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7663161842434835095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4327111092616892617</id><published>2010-02-15T00:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:33:44.293+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>Valentines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3f5rHkljmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/9Tv40zSBo0k/s1600-h/098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3f5rHkljmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/9Tv40zSBo0k/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess this is what love is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being able to look like the biggest dork on the planet and not have him care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Having been found out you're actually a closet nerd and him be a little bit excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Knowing that I'll always have arms to fall into when I need enveloping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being caught whenever I fall and having my battle wounds cared for after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Still getting a warm feeling in heart area when I look over at him sleeping next to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Still counting my blessings for the path that has taken me to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess this is what love is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Valentine's to all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4327111092616892617?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4327111092616892617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4327111092616892617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4327111092616892617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4327111092616892617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3f5rHkljmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/9Tv40zSBo0k/s72-c/098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-1347177883205744063</id><published>2010-02-13T23:20:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:21:08.109+11:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Home!</title><content type='html'>Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3aWWzh_bPI/AAAAAAAAAXA/wP-K5jeHbf4/s1600-h/097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3aWWzh_bPI/AAAAAAAAAXA/wP-K5jeHbf4/s320/097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brad looking all manly and stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;His first day back in the country and he made the effort to go all the way to Ringwood to have dinner with my family. Now he's passed out next to me, occasionally waking up to give me a cuddle and a kiss with mumbles of how much he missed me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, how I love being in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-1347177883205744063?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1347177883205744063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=1347177883205744063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1347177883205744063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1347177883205744063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/02/hes-home.html' title='He&apos;s Home!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3aWWzh_bPI/AAAAAAAAAXA/wP-K5jeHbf4/s72-c/097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-540119732309252800</id><published>2010-02-12T22:23:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:23:49.327+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing my baby</title><content type='html'>Day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3U574jefmI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XBhMVrsZbaI/s1600-h/n507835955_783492_8451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3U574jefmI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XBhMVrsZbaI/s320/n507835955_783492_8451.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brad &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brad's coming home tomorrow! I'm picking him up at the airport at 1.45 pm. How exciting!!!! After 3 long months of seperation, it's going to be so so good to be in his arms again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-540119732309252800?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/540119732309252800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=540119732309252800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/540119732309252800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/540119732309252800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/02/missing-my-baby.html' title='Missing my baby'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3U574jefmI/AAAAAAAAAW4/XBhMVrsZbaI/s72-c/n507835955_783492_8451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5370444835926354229</id><published>2010-02-11T15:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:43:20.712+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing my godchild</title><content type='html'>Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3OKnw1d9kI/AAAAAAAAAWw/YRklFsv8hLo/s1600-h/phone+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3OKnw1d9kI/AAAAAAAAAWw/YRklFsv8hLo/s320/phone+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jolie&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When all I'm doing is sitting on the couch watching Glee and surfing the net for jobs feeling kinda alone and down... Jolie would be perfect to snuggle right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5370444835926354229?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5370444835926354229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5370444835926354229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5370444835926354229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5370444835926354229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/02/missing-my-godchild.html' title='Missing my godchild'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S3OKnw1d9kI/AAAAAAAAAWw/YRklFsv8hLo/s72-c/phone+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4497097866514456072</id><published>2010-02-10T23:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T23:22:13.475+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My 365 days start now</title><content type='html'>Wow.. it's been forever and a age since I've posted anything here. Now that I have nothing to do with myself, I guess it's time to start reposting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do this 365 day project thing that everyones been doing. I think it's supposed to be a photo a day to show/describe how your day went/how you're feeling etc. I'm going to mix it up a little and make it videos and/or photos. How's that for being bored eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Falling Slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_lgSAbi44k&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_lgSAbi44k&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little bit depressed today. Work sucks. Being alone sucks. Being broke sucks. Life just sucks in general right about now. Hopefully things pick up for me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4497097866514456072?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4497097866514456072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4497097866514456072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4497097866514456072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4497097866514456072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-365-days-start-now.html' title='My 365 days start now'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-8636535531174352098</id><published>2009-02-26T19:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:08:19.058+11:00</updated><title type='text'>quick post</title><content type='html'>Brad's home and it's been fucking great to have him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a job interview this morning and I'll be hearing back from him either tomorrow or Monday so everybody say a prayer so I have a lot of power points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm falling sick because I woke up from my nap feeling cold as fuck but with my body burning like fireeeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random convo;&lt;br /&gt;Laila: Take some vitamin C and panadol.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But i only have juice.... and weed....&lt;br /&gt;        That's kinda the same innit?&lt;br /&gt;Laila: PANADOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelove!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-8636535531174352098?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8636535531174352098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=8636535531174352098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8636535531174352098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8636535531174352098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-post.html' title='quick post'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5107185808861139477</id><published>2009-02-13T22:53:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:01:58.726+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wishing and hoping and waiting and dreaming!</title><content type='html'>I.&lt;br /&gt;Am.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking.&lt;br /&gt;Excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad is coming back home to Melbourne on SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is soooooooo soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be seeing him in a day and a half. I think... I'm still not too sure what time his flight gets in but oh my god I don't care. If he doesnt email me I will go to the airport at 12 a.m. and wait till he walks out the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to see him. I cannot imagine the feeling I will feel when I have his arms around me and when I finally kiss him again after 4 months. I believe it will surpass pure happiness.&lt;br /&gt;It's little things like holding his hand or having him next to me in bed and feeling his warmth that I miss the most.&lt;br /&gt;Our long talks and our short talks and our big discussions and our little fights are sorely missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5107185808861139477?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5107185808861139477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5107185808861139477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5107185808861139477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5107185808861139477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/02/wishing-and-hoping-and-waiting-and.html' title='wishing and hoping and waiting and dreaming!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-8084595362671281156</id><published>2009-02-10T00:13:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:13:16.892+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and stow and lock and throw.</title><content type='html'>You know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that people are always full of advice for you and others around them. Whenever someone I know has a problem, there is always that somebody who will fly in and attempt to save the day with their pearls of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not condemning these people because I seem to be one of them most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I try to be Miss-goody-two-shoes because Lord knows I'm far from it. Also I'm not trying to make it sound like i know it all because WE all know that I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I like being THAT person.&lt;br /&gt;The one that helped you get through it.&lt;br /&gt;The one that nudged you the right way.&lt;br /&gt;The one that listens when you need me to&lt;br /&gt;and never stops talking after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; give people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; to be THAT person to me because as much as I like to think that I am open about myself and my problems and the shit that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; personally going through... I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to hide and stow and lock and throw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; give people the chance to save me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; they try I mentally push them away and emotionally close them out. I hate myself for doing that because that does that mean that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not open to change? Ergo making me a hypocrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know when or why I started blocking people off from the me inside of me that i hide so well. What I do know is that I do want to change and I do want to open up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; ask me to open up to you now or anytime soon because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be ready for that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; trying and trying is always a huge effort for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... my baby is coming back on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SZA4czqN-2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/Bl-AFcBKkWQ/s1600-h/IMG_6827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SZA4czqN-2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/Bl-AFcBKkWQ/s320/IMG_6827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300798828969851746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait! We haven't seen each other since the 7th of October!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SZA4dEFr-GI/AAAAAAAAAVU/EMJsOyPtKy0/s1600-h/IMG_6735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SZA4dEFr-GI/AAAAAAAAAVU/EMJsOyPtKy0/s320/IMG_6735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300798833380030562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I only have to wait about 60 hours or 7200 mins or 432000 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like I'm counting.... or anything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SZA4dWfjCzI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gg3h__Sgus8/s1600-h/IMG_6730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SZA4dWfjCzI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gg3h__Sgus8/s320/IMG_6730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300798838320335666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-8084595362671281156?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8084595362671281156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=8084595362671281156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8084595362671281156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8084595362671281156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/02/hide-and-stow-and-lock-and-throw.html' title='Hide and stow and lock and throw.'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SZA4czqN-2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/Bl-AFcBKkWQ/s72-c/IMG_6827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4322267896434191046</id><published>2009-02-04T00:24:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:45:31.089+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Person Person</title><content type='html'>Hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired oh so tired but not sleepy. Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;We have a house inspection tmrw and I'm nervous because the house is SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit. FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;*breatheeeeeee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go... hopefully this will make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag friends who might enjoy doing the memo as well as the person you got the memo from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; --------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Let it take you - Goldfrapp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to Mother and the cove - Clap your hands say Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Through the Loop - Pendulum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Seemed like a good idea at the time - The Darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How spot on is that?!? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Man - The Bird and the Bee&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm seriously not rigging this! Lmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Stay - Lisa Loeb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I'm so freaking awesome they never want me to leave... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Burn down the Parliament - The Herd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This survey is so apt... its scaring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Time out from the world - Goldfrapp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;The opposite of Hallelujah - Jens Lekman (HAHAHAH!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Trouble sleeping - The Perishers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is quite true... because I don't like sleeping alone.. *sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;K.I.S.S.I.N.G - Flight of the Conchords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love this survey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;New Light of Tomorrow - Husky Rescue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;20 Years of Snow - Regina Spektor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's actually quite a lovely and meaningful song that I wouldn't mind being played at my funeral...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;For all the times - Abraham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awwwwwwwww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;A Whole New World - Alladdin Disney Soundtrack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes... I have Disney songs on my iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Future Reflections - MGMT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So not true... because i HATE thinking about the future. Scary la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Clarity - John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;One Love - The Prodigy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Sipping on the Sweet Nectar - Jens Lekman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But that sounds soooooooo niceeeeeeeeeee!!! If that said sweet nectar is alcoholic... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Distant Sense of Random Menace - Urthboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It really does make me cry... because this song is all about the injustice of war and the pointlessness of hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Emily Jean Stock - Clap your hands say Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;again and again - The Bird and the Bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Making the same mistakes constantly i guess... never learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Water and Sleep - Mirah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LMAO! More like Beer and Lack of Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes again - OK Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm.... maybe multiple times? Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Let You Go - Kaskade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I'm such a pain in the ass to keep at home... hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;The Girls - Calvin Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I like them black girls, I like them white girls, I like them asian, I like them mix strait girls, I like them spanish girls, I like them italian girls, I like them french girls, I like them scandinavian girls."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Flicks - Frou Frou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want - Ok Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU SAY, WHEN YOU MEET YOUR BOSS?&lt;br /&gt;RESPECT - Aretha Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again... so apt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Person Person - Mirah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... guess I'm feeling a little bit more amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4322267896434191046?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4322267896434191046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4322267896434191046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4322267896434191046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4322267896434191046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/02/person-person.html' title='Person Person'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7769919447224201189</id><published>2009-02-02T19:17:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:49:04.917+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic weekend!</title><content type='html'>Hello hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been not updating as usual... *slaps self on wrist* Bad ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... alottt has happened since I last properly updated. (Time fillers do not count as a proper post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an epic weekend yet again! Saturday was spent hanging around the city and then going out into the city to celebrate one of Sarah's friends birthday. We went to a place called Dracula's which is a themed comedy cabaret theathre. Pretty damn cool and I highly recommend it to anyone who doesn't mind a bit of cheese on their comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show (4 hours long) was really good, funny and original.&lt;br /&gt;The cast and staff were amazing!&lt;br /&gt;The food (3 course meal) was pretty good for the price we paid.&lt;br /&gt;The cocktails were WONDERFULLY DELICIOUS! And potent. We like potency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we (being Sarah, her two friends from Sydney; Hannah and Amelia, me and a whole bunch of Sarah's friends from the party) headed to Red Violin which is a little club on the corner of Swanston and Bourke. It plays really good music to dance to and if you go early enough you can enjoy all of it on a dancefloor without the sleazy guys and toe steppers. FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Sarah and I took the Sydney siders to St.Kilda to see the beach after having $4 pizza's at Lucky Coq, which we all adored as expected. Turned out there was the art market on so how lucky are we? I bought a couple of photos... adorable little robots! Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later at night, Sarah, Emily and I headed to our friends' (Anj &amp;amp; Nim) wedding reception. They are Sri Lankan so they had their wedding as well as a reception in Lanka, and for the unfortunate ones who couldn't fly over, had another one here! YAY for us unfortunates! It was such a wonderful experience with the dancing, the food, the touching speeches and personal songs. We felt so touched to be able to be a part of the joyous and memorable occassion. I hope God blesses them with a happy marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to live one of my life long dreams which was to RIDE in an antique car. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT TO RIDE IN A 1920's FORD! It was UNBELIEVABLE!&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and I befriended the old man on our table and it turned out that he owned the antique car which the bride and groom arrived in and the lovely man, Mr.Lyall, allowed us to come with him while he was checking on his baby and take photos in it... then later as he was leaving with his wife, he asked if we would like to go around the block in it.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I nearly died on the spot with all the excitement running through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing! I nearly cried. Yes, I am a geek when it comes to antique cars. Well, not really since I know next to nothing about them except that they are beautiful things that I would love to own but know I never will. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to check on the dinner... that I MADE. Yea... that's right.&lt;br /&gt;I cooked.&lt;br /&gt;And I cleaned the house.&lt;br /&gt;I'm Suzy homemaker! Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of me in the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SYavqXZpRGI/AAAAAAAAAVE/voa8UrrihW4/s1600-h/IMG_8937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SYavqXZpRGI/AAAAAAAAAVE/voa8UrrihW4/s320/IMG_8937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298115154018911330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7769919447224201189?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7769919447224201189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7769919447224201189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7769919447224201189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7769919447224201189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/02/epic-weekend.html' title='Epic weekend!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SYavqXZpRGI/AAAAAAAAAVE/voa8UrrihW4/s72-c/IMG_8937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-1546033359684791808</id><published>2009-01-24T23:31:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:42:42.175+11:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom filler</title><content type='html'>I tag anyone who reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am heading out tonight with Sarah and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am still recovering from last night. Twas rather massive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I just realised how lazy people were back in the day when they said "Twas" and "Tis".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I miss Brad... well actually I'm just wondering whether he's alive or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bunnies scare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. So do stomachs that stick out of the carrier's clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I burnt myself with my ciggarette today and now there's this big white blister mark. It stings like a bitch when I shower. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm heading to BDO Melbourne on Monday! Way too much excitement pumping through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I straightened my hair. I don't know why... not like it made a huge, or any, difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I spent the whole of today recovering in my living room watching Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Sarah is making orgasm noises in said room right now... I think she's imitating Australian Open tennis players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I need to pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I had a million and one bags before I left Melbourne and now... I can't find them. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I keep finding money all over my room though... which is excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm wearing my carolling outfit and it feels wierd to be going out in this knowing I'm not going to be singing Jingle Fucking Bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. This past Christmas, I grew to hate Jingle Bells, Rudolph, Frosty, Silent Night and O Holy Night. ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. My laptop is burning my burn. Not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I thought it would be easy thinking of things to write but it's really not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I could not imagine having size H boobies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I'm perfectly happy with my B/C cup boobies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I have approximately 10 soft toys in my room. I love them all equally because I do not discriminate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I dream of riding camels for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I bought a new toy and it's excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I want a puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I am gonna get soooooo drunk tonightttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-1546033359684791808?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1546033359684791808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=1546033359684791808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1546033359684791808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1546033359684791808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/01/boredom-filler.html' title='boredom filler'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-637667828353205263</id><published>2009-01-23T12:59:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:10:02.620+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep. Or lack of it.</title><content type='html'>I suffered the most amazing bout of insomnia last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried everything.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried watching an entire season of Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;I tried reading half a book.&lt;br /&gt;I tried staring at my ceiling thinking thoughts so my head would be clear.&lt;br /&gt;I tried singing myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I tried reading somemore.&lt;br /&gt;I jumped online and chatted to people and read somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know... it was 5 in the morning and the sun was rising.&lt;br /&gt;I buried my head under pillows...&lt;br /&gt;nearly died.&lt;br /&gt;Came out and it was 6 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing is, I got to chat to Brad.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SXkmlO2l8oI/AAAAAAAAAUs/OC2KTJQnE6E/s1600-h/bub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SXkmlO2l8oI/AAAAAAAAAUs/OC2KTJQnE6E/s320/bub.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294305258034819714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SXkmlTGX1SI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DbdccOW5S8M/s1600-h/bubby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SXkmlTGX1SI/AAAAAAAAAU0/DbdccOW5S8M/s320/bubby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294305259174745378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-637667828353205263?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/637667828353205263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=637667828353205263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/637667828353205263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/637667828353205263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleep-or-lack-of-it.html' title='Sleep. Or lack of it.'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SXkmlO2l8oI/AAAAAAAAAUs/OC2KTJQnE6E/s72-c/bub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-1936663319282551521</id><published>2009-01-22T21:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:08:58.949+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is funny like this... it throws you off course when you least expect it to.&lt;br /&gt;But like I've been told time and time again and what I keep telling myself,&lt;br /&gt;"God does not give you what you can't handle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I can handle this. I have other options&lt;br /&gt;but I just have to sit down and decide what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having faith is hard when it's continually tested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad...but I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused...but I'll work through it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hurt...but I'll heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SXhS45hJaoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-0o3Ga6LaF4/s1600-h/IMG_8498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SXhS45hJaoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-0o3Ga6LaF4/s320/IMG_8498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294072499440020098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your support across the seas. Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-1936663319282551521?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1936663319282551521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=1936663319282551521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1936663319282551521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1936663319282551521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/01/tests.html' title='Tests'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/SXhS45hJaoI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-0o3Ga6LaF4/s72-c/IMG_8498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4095806105723564851</id><published>2009-01-20T00:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:34:22.375+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Failed. Again.</title><content type='html'>I didn't get accepted into Monash. &lt;br /&gt;I had all hopes of getting in but didn't...&lt;br /&gt;Guess I should have realised they wouldn't want a failure like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the drawing board.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4095806105723564851?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4095806105723564851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4095806105723564851&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4095806105723564851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4095806105723564851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/01/failed-again.html' title='Failed. Again.'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-8442661539538236322</id><published>2009-01-19T09:14:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:40:56.490+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A chapter of The Jo Book.</title><content type='html'>Hi loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was reading a friends blog post about new chapters in this crazy thing we call life. It got me thinking about my own new chapters in life that I have experienced over the years and what chapters I'm next about to page through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I have not handled very many things in my life as gracefully or appreciatively as I could have. For example; moving to Australia.That was probably the hugest, thickest, most complex chapter in The Jo Book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heroine was forced to move away from her family, who she loved so dearly and could not even bear the thought of living a day away from; her friends, who she knew would always be there for her through thick and thin because they were those kind of friends who are hard to find; her love, who she just recently found and loved with a new kind of love so different from the rest that it broke her heart to even imagine not being able to hold him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This heroine kicked, screamed, gave a fight all in order to not go to the crazy country Down Under. Her mother, however, insisted that it would be "good for her future", "good for her life", "good for her education". &lt;br /&gt;So, she left everything she knew and loved behind to a land that was full of strangers and strange creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday was a new, frightening day for this heroine of ours. She lived her days passing time thinking about how wonderful it would be to go home. She locked herself up in her room looking through photos and reminiscing. She spent her nights crying endless tears. She spent her dreams restlessly dreaming about life back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after she made friends in Australia, she could not accept the fact that her life was now here and not anywhere else. She HAD friends who loved her, she HAD family who would always be there, she HAD lots of cute potential heros around.She refused to see that the life she had now was perfect, no complaints were necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you were a spoiled, selfish, unappreciative little brat like herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years passed and she found her hero. Her hero was an amazing person, with a heart of gold, will of steel and the charms of an angel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hero and heroine lived a happy life together in love for 2 and a half years where she learnt how to live life, how to enjoy it and appreciate what gift has been given to her. Hero had a wonderful relationship with his and her family which made the heroine realise just how loving the family she had with her, there and then, was. She knew she had family in her home town, but her family who was with her was just as important. She realised how her friends there was just as important and loved her just as much as her friends back home. She knew that her love for this hero was beyond the love she experienced before she left. That was when she realised, how lucky she was to have two sets of lives that were just as important as each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this heroine was living the exact same life she would have had in Malaysia except, she was in Melbourne. She has a group of friends who would do anything, a huge family that she can go over and see anytime, a fantastic relationship with her parents and brother and a boyfriend who loves her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's ONE chapter of my life. I don't think I'm ready for the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-8442661539538236322?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8442661539538236322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=8442661539538236322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8442661539538236322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8442661539538236322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/01/chapter-of-jo-book.html' title='A chapter of The Jo Book.'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-585772820887882173</id><published>2009-01-17T22:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:31:00.749+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dell inspiron 1525'/><title type='text'>new babyRobot!</title><content type='html'>So today&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;All we wanted to do was get a new&lt;br /&gt;battery and adaptor &lt;br /&gt;for my old laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Then&lt;br /&gt;when the Dell dude told me&lt;br /&gt;that the battery and adaptor&lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;would cost AUD400&lt;br /&gt;i said, WTF&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;mum said&lt;br /&gt;That computer looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence&lt;br /&gt;I got a new laptop.&lt;br /&gt;My new &lt;br /&gt;babyRobot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-585772820887882173?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/585772820887882173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=585772820887882173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/585772820887882173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/585772820887882173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-babyrobot.html' title='new babyRobot!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-2443074403744885703</id><published>2009-01-17T02:16:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T02:25:24.664+11:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my Melbourne...</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Melbourne and loving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was probably the worst flight I've ever been on in my whole entire life. All thanks to this one guy who was coughing his lungs out so hard that I could literally hear the pleghm being tossed around in the back of his throat from two seats in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and the Pinnocks picked me up from the airport after I was harassed by the Customs officer who thought there was meat in the Yee Sang (long life noodles) I brought back because on the ingredients it said there was "Pok" in it. It was like "Hirisan Pok something something". Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and hung out with mum and then later in the evening Jordan came over for dinner. We then went to Vic Market to meet up with Roy and Samantha... too bad for me that the night market was coming to a close. So we headed off to Rooftop but didn't manage to go in because we weren't on the "guest list". Fucking guest list my ass.  They just didn't like the fact that we were wearing hoodies. Bah. NO MORE ROOFTOP FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a much cooler place anyway. St. Jeromes is a fucking wicked place... if you get a table like we did. It's not really that nice when you have to stand around in people's way and people fall on you. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I went for a house cooling party and it was good catching up with people and making new friends. I got home at 1.30 (about an hour ago now) and have spent my time watching Spongebob on telly with a glass of wine. Classy, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be up soon. Too much of shit to do before finding time to sit in front of a computer uploading pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, off to bed before i pass out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-2443074403744885703?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2443074403744885703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=2443074403744885703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2443074403744885703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2443074403744885703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-my-melbourne.html' title='This is my Melbourne...'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7815320642068471147</id><published>2009-01-08T22:46:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:00:39.979+11:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more days!</title><content type='html'>Hey loves and lovelies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only got 5 more days till I leave on a plane to go back home for another 11 months. It's quite scary because I have no idea what I'll do once I get home. I'm scared I won't find a job. I'm scared I won't get accepted into uni. I'm scared my life will fall into a massive shit hole and I won't be able to get out. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my left hand hurts like crazy. Specifically my middle finger. I don't know what I did to it but it really really hurts. Feels like my finger is about to break off or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for Angie to pick me up so I can eatttttttttt dinner. Hurray he just rang he'll be here soonish. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, me and a huge group of people are going to play with elephants at Kuala Gandah! We get to feed, bathe and ride the elephants. All for free! Isn't that fantastic? Who's going... well there's me, Thayne, Mae, Megan, Laila, Nicky, Derrick, Kristie, Jon, Joanne, Celina, Amir and Jacq. Belle and Parin might come but I'm not too sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be getting my tattoo soon! Hurray!!!! BOO for Sheyna who was supposed to accompany me but now can't because of her back operation.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this finger is killing me. So i'm going to go now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7815320642068471147?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7815320642068471147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7815320642068471147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7815320642068471147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7815320642068471147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2009/01/5-more-days.html' title='5 more days!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5236796003960562264</id><published>2008-12-30T15:04:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:26:23.966+11:00</updated><title type='text'>December &amp; The New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy NEW freaking Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everybody had a good one. Mine was pretty sweet. More on that later with pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been kicking back in the not-so-sleepy town of KL for the past 3 months and it's been pretty sweet. Doing not much else but eating, drinking copious amounts of alcohol, chilling with friends and family, catching up on stories, being part of new ones.... It's all pretty damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole month of Oct and Nov included alot of caroling practice. We spent 10 days singing from house to house in December... It was really fun and oh so stressful at the same time. I mean, I love singing carols but this group this year made it really hard to enjoy. Until we started getting better... However, I've decided that this year will be my last year of singing with the youth. This year, I might help out my aunt with the little childrens choir. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, right now I'm sick again. I cant stop sneezing and coughing and my head feels like its about to explode with pain. Grrr.. I'm too scared to pull the curtains open for fear of the light that will blind me. Even the little sliver of light that is fighting its way through the blanket of darkness is hurting my eyes. God knows what will happen if I stare at the light head on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm in KL for 9 more days. NINE! MORE! DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;Too short to believe actually. I feel like I've done nothing much in the past 3 months and I think it's time for me to move on back to Aussie Land. Find a job that will support me and my expenditures and try and prepare myself for the imminent torture that is University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I will miss when in Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheap food, cheap drinks, cheap smokes, cheap everything! Why is everything so freaking cheap here?! &lt;br /&gt;2. Smoking inside places without getting booted, yelled at or fined.&lt;br /&gt;3. Driving really really realllly fast at night by myself.&lt;br /&gt;4. Having my own car&lt;br /&gt;5. The food! Oh the food... where can I find a good roti planta at 3 a.m. in Melbourne? Or just a place thats open for a limau ais? Fuck 24hr McD's. I want a good ol' fashioned mamak. :(&lt;br /&gt;6. My family! Life has been so wonderful knowing that I can just go and drive 10 mins and see my family... my cousins, my aunts, my uncles, my grandmas. They've all been so great and accomodating. I love them all. &lt;br /&gt;7. My dad. I know he should be considered family but he's a special one. I'm going to miss him so much, I know that when I leave my heart is going to break just a little bit more than it's already been broken.&lt;br /&gt;8. My friends. My dear friends, who are all too busy working and having their own lives but still manage to make time to see me whenever they can. I really appreciate how hard it is to do and thank you so much for making the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm gonna go get my lunch sorted. Maybe I'll clean my room while I'm at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5236796003960562264?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5236796003960562264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5236796003960562264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5236796003960562264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5236796003960562264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-new-year.html' title='December &amp; The New Year'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4109772878706877579</id><published>2008-08-14T00:00:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:27:26.777+10:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG! An actual post!</title><content type='html'>New Year, New Beginnings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its been a year and a bit since i last updated my blog and now nobody except maybe the midgets i torture in my cupboard read it, but what the hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates updates!&lt;br /&gt;I have a new boyfriend. The old boyfriend (some might say the ex) has left me as of 5 months ago and we have both moved on. &lt;br /&gt;I have moved out of the house i was living in and am now living in a nice cosy little place I shall call home for the next 2 months till i depart to Malaysia! &lt;br /&gt;Erm... what was I saying? Oh yea, I now have a new boyfriend... his name is Brad and he is super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I went and watched Pineapple Express with Brad, Pete and Sarah. It was a hilarious movie which I shall highly recommend to every person i see on the street for the next two weeks. &lt;br /&gt;My hands are freezing cold and feel like they are going to fall off due to the lack of warm material enveloping my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of photos that I would like to share but cant right now as they are not available for sharing... will get on that soon... (for the midgets who dont see past the cupboard doors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is prepared for the thunder that is me to arrive in Malaysia because I am going to rock your little Malaysian world! YEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright... i'm sick of feeling numb in the fingers and wristal area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4109772878706877579?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4109772878706877579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4109772878706877579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4109772878706877579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4109772878706877579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg-actual-post.html' title='OMG! An actual post!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5498105251170226639</id><published>2007-07-28T23:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T23:43:25.818+10:00</updated><title type='text'>girls night in</title><content type='html'>hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tonight has been most exciting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becky and i have spent the whole night at home doing things that amuse us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we baked the BEST brownies in the whole entire earth. brownie batter all the way from the US of A and baked in the humble kitchen of Karma. we already ate like half of one of the batches... bad naughty children that we are... trying to hide from Mr Fatty McFat Fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched ALLADIN and sang and reminicised about old childhood times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched CLUELESS and laughed and went awwwwwwwwww and gushed over how cute Cher's older brother Josh was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went and got Japanese food which was so awesome. Katsudon rocks our world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hung out in becky's room with our laptops and pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got the brilliant idea of taking photos to remember our lovely night in....&lt;br /&gt;and we spent the last 20 minutes doing just that.&lt;br /&gt;when i get the photos i will upload them onto my myspace where it shall be available for viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, going now cuz i am expecting the boyfriend to come home soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all!&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5498105251170226639?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5498105251170226639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5498105251170226639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5498105251170226639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5498105251170226639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/07/girls-night-in.html' title='girls night in'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3553602416507985257</id><published>2007-07-17T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T16:07:19.811+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of random thoughts</title><content type='html'>my hands are freezing from the cold&lt;br /&gt;it hailed before... unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;becky, for some bizarre reason, went and stood under the rain/hail... she's a strange one sometimes but i still love her.&lt;br /&gt;pete cooked chicken parmagiana for lunch - with roasted veggies and potatoes... yummy!&lt;br /&gt;i cleaned pete's room.&lt;br /&gt;i talked to my mum... she is not very happy with me... wants to kick me out of my room...&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;brad and pete are watching some crazy stupid show called 'Painkiller Jane'... i watched 5 mins of it and couldn't take it any longer...&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking to caryn about moving out... maybe i'll move in with pete for a while if mum kicks me out and then stay here until caryn and i find a place to move into together... that would be so fucking brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;i love penguins.&lt;br /&gt;i think i might cut my hair soon... its really cold outside tho so i dont know if thats such a good idea. oh well... we'll see how i feel when the day comes... i might just redye my hair BLACK! it hasnt been black for so so long... even tho the boys here already think that its black... but its NOT ! its RED-ish!&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to watch Architecture in Helsinki tomorrow with pete... that should be exciting... even though i dont know any of their stuff... should probably listen to their CD tonight just to see if i even like them or not... lol&lt;br /&gt;i feel like chocolate... maybe i'll steal pete's car and go get some... yayyy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;righteo then... i'm off to put gloves on. too cold to go on typing bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love lots,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3553602416507985257?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3553602416507985257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3553602416507985257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3553602416507985257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3553602416507985257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/07/lots-of-random-thoughts.html' title='lots of random thoughts'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-8224610028914916500</id><published>2007-07-14T10:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:42.550+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rpnwh7x-zRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2s0HXrzmAuQ/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last week and a half has been absolutely amazing...&lt;br /&gt;i have been hanging out with pete (and by hanging out i mean staying over at his place) since last tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;we officially got together last friday i believe and its been a rollercoaster ride of happy since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rpnwh7x-zRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2s0HXrzmAuQ/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rpnwh7x-zRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2s0HXrzmAuQ/s320/kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087361719865363730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; he's just amazing. hopefully he can come down to KL to visit me when i'm there but i dont think he will be able to cuz he's doing his Masters in Nuclear Medicine (so smart right?) and he'll be doing work placement around that time... so... BOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anway... last night we, meaning me, him, caryn, andrew, becky, Awesome pete and brad, went out to celebrate becky's 24th birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i guess i have to introduce a couple of people first before i move on...&lt;br /&gt;Brad - one of pete's best friends and housemate, awesome cool guy and he's my secondest favouritest boy at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Becky - pete's other housemate from NY, America. LOVELY girl, super cool and it's just so nice to have yet another girlfriend in Australia... can never have enough of those&lt;br /&gt;Awesome pete - pete's OTHER housemate and also Becky's boyfriend. He's nice... havent talked to him much tho cuz he's always working thus he's never here...&lt;br /&gt;Andrew - pete's friend and caryn's new boyfrienddddddd! oOOoOoOooO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so funny cuz caryn and i met pete at the Great Brit Bar together on the same night... and now we're going out with them. it's like one of those dreams you have as a little girl that you and your best friend will go out with another pair of best friends so you can hang out all the time.. and that is exactly what has happened to the two of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see her alot more now than i used to and i can do this while hanging out with pete as well! fucking brilliant i say... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... where was i before i got amazingly distracted... oh yea... we went out last night celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to reveller's for a while before it got really really loud... so we went over to the Lucky Coq. has got to be the best place on Chapel st. absolutely... its got good cheap beer, nice not so loud music so you can still have conversations, a beer garden for smokers like me and brad to enjoy and comfy couches! OH! and it has chocolate pizza... i believe that Lucky Coq is another word for God sent. yes yes this is true.. believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got prettttttyyyyyy drunk... i blame the two bottles of smirnoff vodka black i skulled in the car on the way there. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. it was a good night. all had lots of fun and lots of beer and lots of good conversations... pretty interesting conversations were had too... animal porn was one of the subjects brad and i touched on whilst smoking... hahahaha! it was funny okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright well... i've done my job and updated my blog. now i got to go cuz my fingers are frozen and i'm being antisocial cuz everyones in the kitchen cooking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention my boyfriend can cook curry? i have yet to taste it but i will tonight... he's making thai red prawn curry.. YUMMYYYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love lots,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-8224610028914916500?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8224610028914916500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=8224610028914916500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8224610028914916500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8224610028914916500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-loves-my-last-week-and-half-has.html' 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chapel street&lt;br /&gt;we went to belgian beer gardens for drinks&lt;br /&gt;then i went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so nice just to talk to someone so openly and click&lt;br /&gt;and think hes hot as well...&lt;br /&gt;*grinS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling happy now and it's really nice to feel this way again&lt;br /&gt;all those first date jitters&lt;br /&gt;nervousness&lt;br /&gt;excitement&lt;br /&gt;its such an adrenaline rush&lt;br /&gt;until you meet the person then its just so nice and calming and easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll stop sounding like an idiot now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love much,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-2926990035617301025?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2926990035617301025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=2926990035617301025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2926990035617301025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2926990035617301025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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where she cooks and works&lt;br /&gt;the dining room is phil's space where he does whatever he does on the computer and listens to music&lt;br /&gt;when thayne come's home the living room is taken over by him and his anime cartoons which i'm not a fan of so obviously i wont go in there&lt;br /&gt;which leaves me the outside deck which i wouldn't mind hanging out on if i knew i wasn't gonna die of pneumonia and tadaaa MY ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea... its not that hard of a question to answer.&lt;br /&gt;but its so depressing cuz even though i love my room... it does get a little bit boring after a while.&lt;br /&gt;and when i get bored.... i get a lil bit crazy... and then depressed... and thats not where i want to be at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully tomorrow will be a better day for me... i think i'll be going to uni to see giulia for lunch. hopefully i can convince her to come down to glenferrie road w me for lunch after her appointment at uni... then i can go get the tshirt printed and go straight to caryn's house after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although... i should probably be staying at home and NOT spending money but i cant help it. krista is going away on monday foreverrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant ffk (pike) on them now. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid holidays... bring back uni already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love much,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3578985549664219822?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3578985549664219822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3578985549664219822&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh HI! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, yesterdayyyyy was such a busy day for me. it started at 8 in the morning and ended at 2 the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 am - woke up picked up the cousins and dropped them off at school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 am - studied for a bit then had a shower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 am - left to go to uni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1030 am - arrived at uni and studied w Giulia until about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 pm - when the boys came and i gave up on studying so i just listened to them study while chilling on the sofa with my sefexy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;130 pm - i started freaking out cuz the exam was soooo close... and i felt like i knew nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 pm - exam!!!!!!! i walked out at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;315 pm - because it was alot easier than i thought it would be and turned out i knew more than i thought i did. lol. so i went to get my assignment that i handed in a couple of weeks ago...(the massive 3000 word one) and..... i got......a freakin HIGH DISTINCTION ppl!!! holy shit! *faints*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;415 pm - giulia finally walks out of the exam so nick dropped us off at boxhill station&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;510 pm - got to the city and rannnn to the stadium, got changed in a split second and rannnnn to the restaurant... and i worked all the way till&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1145 pm - from wich i rannnnnnnnnnnnnnnn to the change room, got changed and rannnn to the train station and got on my train 5 mins later. It was the LAST train wei... so if i didnt run i would not have made it. thank god!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1245 am - got to nunawading train station anddd drove home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 am - got home made toast and watched tv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 am - finally fell asleep feeling like crap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeaaa woke up this morning at 10 still feeling like crap.... i think i may be sick. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so today my plan is to lie in bed the whole day and do absolutely NOTHING cuz i have NOTHING to do for the next month. i will be starting my exercise routine on monday... hopefully... if i can be bothered.. hahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleeping time now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076515993141748242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RnNoZjPNohI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Bb3Xn2OCl3k/s320/DSC02696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;write la'er&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mwah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lovemuch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jo&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/13887391-109858214327852598?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/109858214327852598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=109858214327852598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/109858214327852598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/109858214327852598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterdayyy.html' title='yesterdayyy'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RnNoZjPNohI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Bb3Xn2OCl3k/s72-c/DSC02696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5713885790803468135</id><published>2007-06-15T08:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T08:59:51.427+10:00</updated><title type='text'>freakinthefuckout</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;EXAM TODAYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;k i am trying not to freak out but i have an exam today of which i know NOTHING for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well okay la i know some stuff but not enough to do well i think.... i am calming myself down by telling myself its all gonna be common sense.... so just be calm and think commonsensely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that didnt make sense but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;THEN.... after my exam i have to rush straight to work (so sorry Joel &amp; Larnee) cuz my manager called me yesterday and was like... "Please work, we need cashiers and nobody else can do it but you" or something along those lines.... so i had to say yes cuz like i AM the only cashier that knows what she's doing now... since the other 2 left. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;THEN after work... i think i'll be going to Caryn's area for a house party although that might change since i might be wayyy too tired to party after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, tmrw we (caryn&amp;me) will be going to see a couple of houses...well if i dont stay over then i'll just be seeing one but she'll take photos to show me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yea... so i need to start gettin ready for uni now... nice hot shower will be good to fight the fuckin cold 5 degrees that it is outside... then i need to figure out what i'm gonna wear to keep me from dying of pneumonia. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;LOVEEEEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5713885790803468135?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5713885790803468135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5713885790803468135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5713885790803468135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5713885790803468135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/freakinthefuckout.html' title='freakinthefuckout'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-1447332862436022204</id><published>2007-06-14T21:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:42.909+11:00</updated><title type='text'>eskimo babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RnEniTPNogI/AAAAAAAAAJg/iY1SOcPosbc/s1600-h/SAVE0003.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075881725256376834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RnEniTPNogI/AAAAAAAAAJg/iY1SOcPosbc/s320/SAVE0003.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tarrant, me, thayne &amp; jehanne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; how fucking dorky do we look?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were only in Frasers Hills i think... not like we were in some wintery place with snow and shit and they dressed us like freakin eskimos!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahhahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;friendID=484089&amp;amp;albumID=1495150&amp;amp;imageID=10899945"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-1447332862436022204?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1447332862436022204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=1447332862436022204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1447332862436022204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1447332862436022204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/eskimo-babies.html' title='eskimo babies'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RnEniTPNogI/AAAAAAAAAJg/iY1SOcPosbc/s72-c/SAVE0003.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-1210582765607825252</id><published>2007-06-14T10:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T10:23:02.081+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a thing of beauty.</title><content type='html'>this morning i awoke at about 730 freezing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;stumbling around in the semidarkness for my heater remote control i switch it on.&lt;br /&gt;impatiently waiting for the sweet warm air to come rushing through down to my face.&lt;br /&gt;it reaches me.&lt;br /&gt;i sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum pounds on my door, "JOANNA! we're going now! come say bye to Judy!"&lt;br /&gt;so i gingerly get out of bed and open my door...&lt;br /&gt;to be greeted with a rush of cold air as my lovely warmth escaped to fight with his enemy.&lt;br /&gt;i go downstairs to say goodbye and then mum tells me, "Oh, dia dalam kereta."&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she hands me her jacket which i put on over my shorts and tshirt&lt;br /&gt;perfect winters day outfit.&lt;br /&gt;i open to door to say goodbye to the grandmother "inlaw"&lt;br /&gt;when i close the door my fingers feel numb from the ice that grew over the car windows through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go back inside wanting so desperately to kiss my mother goodbye so i can go to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;then she tells me...&lt;br /&gt;"Oh by the way, your present is here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ears perk up, my eyes suddenly wide, my need to sleep vanished like the similiar need to pee.&lt;br /&gt;i run to the kitchen counter where all good things seem to happen for me.&lt;br /&gt;there it was, my new baby.&lt;br /&gt;sealed in a horrible brown box but it didnt matter to me because i knew that inside was truly...&lt;br /&gt;a thing of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i tore the box open, there it lay in all its red sexy glory.&lt;br /&gt;my Sefexy.&lt;br /&gt;i carefully took her out of her nest and lay her in the palm of my hand, she looked like home there.&lt;br /&gt;all the product of nature that came with her, i took off so lovingly and carefully, like a mother bathes her new born baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rushed upstairs to show her where she would be living from now on.&lt;br /&gt;i think she liked me too much to say anything about the mess.&lt;br /&gt;i lay her down on the bed next to me and said, "I'll play with you when i wake up... i'm tired now"&lt;br /&gt;so away i went, into my dream filled sleep...&lt;br /&gt;dreams of my new baby&lt;br /&gt;my thing of beauty&lt;br /&gt;my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.apple.com/uk/ipodnano/red/images/redipod01bkgrnd20061012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 360px;" src="http://images.apple.com/uk/ipodnano/red/images/redipod01bkgrnd20061012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah yes i love my ipod so much i decided to write a mini drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxox,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-1210582765607825252?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1210582765607825252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=1210582765607825252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1210582765607825252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1210582765607825252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/thing-of-beauty.html' title='a thing of beauty.'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-8232775582186892576</id><published>2007-06-12T20:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:44.213+11:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday my birthday</title><content type='html'>hey lovelies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... yesterday i turned 22.&lt;br /&gt;OLD DECREPIT HAG!&lt;br /&gt;yes la yes... whatever. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... it was a nice quiet one at my house. Caryn &amp; Krista came over to make me a cake.. twas good. :D mum made lunch and it was yummy... (which reminds me how hungry i am) and my whole family came over for lunch/dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really nice having my friends over as well as my family... thats really all i need right now i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be heading out this saturday to get a tad wasted so whoever wants to join me please do. anyhoo... here is a lil vlog (where i look quite fat but meh whatever) and then piccies for ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s64.photobucket.com/albums/h198/starfloss/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MOV02771.flv"&gt;http://s64.photobucket.com/albums/h198/starfloss/?action=view&amp;current=MOV02771.flv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why my vid is not wanting to show here so follow the link like dorothy k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075127026488025442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm55JDPNoWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rJgKs7HG-Gs/s320/DSC02768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;clearly so happy bout turning 22&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075127039372927362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm55JzPNoYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/UDv_5LwGYwY/s320/DSC02777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;birthday card from my lil cousins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075137050941694386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm6CQjPNobI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KhUoedAfoMs/s320/DSCN5411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;caryn&amp;i&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm55JjPNoXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zXeMfjN-g2U/s1600-h/DSC02767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075127035077960050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm55JjPNoXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/zXeMfjN-g2U/s320/DSC02767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; misskris&amp;i&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm55KTPNoZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/IWvT6HkPhWI/s1600-h/DSC02783.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm55KjPNoaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TpmS9Ym6D9Q/s1600-h/DSC02805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075127052257829282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm55KjPNoaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TpmS9Ym6D9Q/s320/DSC02805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; caryn me and krista - love them heaps! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075137055236661698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm6CQzPNocI/AAAAAAAAAJA/KeTWi2-8zjE/s320/DSCN5422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;.brownsocks.bluesocks.feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075137063826596322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm6CRTPNoeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/LXsI1u1vjTE/s320/DSC02784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the almighty chocolate fudge cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075137068121563634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm6CRjPNofI/AAAAAAAAAJY/sAHVahcCpL4/s320/DSC02789.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;nearly everyone and the desserts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075137059531629010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm6CRDPNodI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3IXd-50mkNU/s320/DSCN5423.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this pic embodies me - alcohol.chocolate.flirt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;love much,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-8232775582186892576?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8232775582186892576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=8232775582186892576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8232775582186892576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8232775582186892576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/birthday-my-birthday.html' title='birthday my birthday'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rm55JDPNoWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/rJgKs7HG-Gs/s72-c/DSC02768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-2549518647689650978</id><published>2007-06-11T09:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:44.399+11:00</updated><title type='text'>happy "21st" to me!</title><content type='html'>yes la yes i'm in denial... so sue me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pffftttt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'm having a lunch thingy with the family. Caryn &amp; Krista are being such darls and they're gonna come over and bake me a cake! hahahah lets hope it turns out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... i will update tmrw on the happenings of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again yo, happy 21st to me! woohooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;iwillnevergrowup&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074585521306313042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmyMpTPNoVI/AAAAAAAAAII/EHx7BRT6rz4/s320/Jos-Profile-V1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love much,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-2549518647689650978?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2549518647689650978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=2549518647689650978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2549518647689650978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2549518647689650978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-21st-to-me.html' title='happy &quot;21st&quot; to me!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmyMpTPNoVI/AAAAAAAAAII/EHx7BRT6rz4/s72-c/Jos-Profile-V1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7612519900705529273</id><published>2007-06-07T23:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:45.579+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheyna dearest... (WARNING: Corny content ahead.)</title><content type='html'>Today is my cousin, Sheyna's, 22nd birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgH_TPNoOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nfE9vTJLkjI/s1600-h/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073313764310098146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgH_TPNoOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nfE9vTJLkjI/s320/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were born 4 days apart 22 years ago. Fate brought us together before we were born. We were meant to come into the world as close together as we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgIAzPNoQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tShI3Db73VY/s1600-h/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073313790079901954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgIAzPNoQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/tShI3Db73VY/s320/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our whole childhood together. All our birthday parties were celebrated together and we blew out our candles and made our wishes at the same time. We played childhood games and imagined our future together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgKjTPNoTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/X0WuFFDodn4/s1600-h/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073316581808644402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgKjTPNoTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/X0WuFFDodn4/s320/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*hahaha! love this shot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never fought as children. Never. When we did fight, it would last a whole 10 minutes and then we would run into each others arms crying, "Let's never fight again!"&lt;br /&gt;We grew into two very different people but we never let our different paths we chose lead us away from each other.&lt;br /&gt;We have fought since growing up but our fights always ended the same way they did when we were kids, in tears and promises to never fight again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgIBjPNoRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1XRzB7TaGLs/s1600-h/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073313802964803858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgIBjPNoRI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1XRzB7TaGLs/s320/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our secrets were shared with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every story was told to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every dream dreamt together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not imagine my life without her in it. She is so special to me and I love her as much as I did when I was growing up with her by my side. I love her even more for the person she has become and I will always love her no matter what. We may be cousins by name but you will always be a sister to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distance may be between us but I have never let that come between the bond we have in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgIBzPNoSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jYcLoouN04M/s1600-h/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgKjjPNoUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9gxdKCUGvVQ/s1600-h/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073316586103611714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgKjjPNoUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9gxdKCUGvVQ/s320/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*linked together in life*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry la its so corny but she's worth it. *mwah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7612519900705529273?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7612519900705529273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7612519900705529273&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7612519900705529273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7612519900705529273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/sheyna-dearest-warning-corny-content.html' title='Sheyna dearest... (WARNING: Corny content ahead.)'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmgH_TPNoOI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nfE9vTJLkjI/s72-c/Malaysia+trip+2006+%26+mums+bday+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-6625177255398266622</id><published>2007-06-06T16:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:45.889+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i look like shit... so sue me.</title><content type='html'>i cut my fringe when i got out of the shower today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG MISTAKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmZcFTPNoMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KjRaGxeoYHM/s1600-h/DSC02631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072843276412625090" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmZcFTPNoMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KjRaGxeoYHM/s320/DSC02631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la i dont look that bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a nicer one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmZcFzPNoNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/AsoQ3mN03cY/s1600-h/DSC02632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072843285002559698" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmZcFzPNoNI/AAAAAAAAAHI/AsoQ3mN03cY/s320/DSC02632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea anyway, today has been the most unproductive day ever! i really should start studying for my assignment next week but i so cannot be fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just too many words... too many questions... too much of information that i know is gonna leave my head once i put it in there.... garrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be going to Haddon's with Caryn, Krista and Dee tonight but really its too far for me to go now and then try and get back home in time for Heroes. Plus i have to ask my mum to pick me up from the train station and she sooooo wont cuz House is on at that time as well... so I guess i'll just have to meet my babes some other time. SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz Krista, the dear Canadian miss i only got to know this year is leaving us all in 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;*sobs my lil dodo heart out*&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me, i have to start designing a shirt for her. bunnylab style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of bunnylab... it is in the progress but we're just waiting for the holidays to come so we can really focus on gettin the printers and all that shit done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And if everything goes well, i'm plannin on moving out with Caryn soon. Hopefully by next month or latest a couple of months la. If the price is right, i'll be out of here!!! WOOHOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to blog more now so later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love much,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-6625177255398266622?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6625177255398266622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=6625177255398266622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6625177255398266622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6625177255398266622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-look-like-shit-so-sue-me.html' title='i look like shit... so sue me.'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmZcFTPNoMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KjRaGxeoYHM/s72-c/DSC02631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-1845926920776270999</id><published>2007-06-05T15:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:32:58.298+10:00</updated><title type='text'>girls w boyfriends</title><content type='html'>hello darlings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol i was having an interesting conversation w my dear friend Caryn the other day... she blogged about it and now i'm stealing her blog to put in my blog cuz i'm too lazy to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gals with BOYFRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello people (or to the gals who just feel threatened). below, will be a conversation i had with none other than my oh so dear friend JOANNA! this conversation is a result of how i am sorta restricted of meeting up with my guy friends with galfrens. so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dodo says:girls these days are just too insecure&lt;br /&gt;caryn says:they need confidence like we do and trust in their bfs :p&lt;br /&gt;dodo says:its like... omfg! my boyfriend actually have friends that are females!&lt;br /&gt;dodo says:OBVIOUSLY they will try to seduce him&lt;br /&gt;dodo says:cuz they are so attracted to my boy in that way&lt;br /&gt;dodo says:and they are obviously such sluts they sooo dont care if he has a gf i.e. me!!!&lt;br /&gt;caryn says:what a great representation&lt;br /&gt;dodo says:can u like so imagine my face while makin that representation&lt;br /&gt;dodo says:and my hand movements&lt;br /&gt;dodo says:hahahahlol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some gals can just hate us even more. then again, that was the truth, and i don't care. i'm just meaaannn. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... clearly i am dodo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i've got a pounding headache which i want to be better by tonight so i can grab a couple of drinks w caryn. i'm gonna go sleep nowww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya!&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-1845926920776270999?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1845926920776270999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=1845926920776270999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1845926920776270999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1845926920776270999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/girls-w-boyfriends.html' title='girls w boyfriends'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-2369037241400075172</id><published>2007-06-04T11:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:46.019+11:00</updated><title type='text'>quick updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hello darlings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so sorry i havent been blogging for over a month... oops! anyway... heres a quick list of everything i can remember that has happened over the past may. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- i just finished my last assignment on friday so i'm gonna hand it in after this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- jordan officially hates me and is never gonna talk to me for the rest of his life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- i bought a new dress and a my lil pony t-shirt!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- i went for a job interview at pancake parlour and got rejected... and i'm now waiting for rejection from Foodworks (supermarket)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- i finally saw caryn on saturday after 2 long weeks of not seeing her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and... i cant remember the rest. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway... last wednesday i traipsed over to uni for a so called study session w nick, giulia and devlin. BUT! nick was the only one that turned up... so... we attempted to study for our exam in the library (the study room where only smart Law students go) and after 20 mins decided we're too stupid for this room so we left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh oh! before we went to the study room, we terrorised an empty lecture hall. it was soooo funny! there was a projecter and microphones and so many things that we violated it was awesomE! i will put photos up of us once i can be bothered. We had our faces up on the big screen that is only used for notess.... we were saying things like, "testing testing 1 2 penis" and "nicholas is homosexual like randal" into the mic. it was so much fun. i wanna do it again! but i think its one of those once off things that is only fun once then it becomes stupid after that. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*breather*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my room is a mess again after me cleaning it just 2 weeks ago. its back to the state it was before. AND I DONT KNOW HOW!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*2 hour break*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay i just got back from uni and i submitted my LAST ASSIGNMENT THIS SEMESTER!!! fuckin freedom awaits me! woohooooo!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;/jumps around in circles messing up room further than it already is&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway... i was thinking about cutting my hair again although i know my grandmother will kill me if i do... cuz she thinks long hair makes the guys go gaga but whatever long hair is way too much effort for me to keep bothering with it. so tell me... should i or should i not go under the chop?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmOvtY8C-vI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xyJI710hv_k/s1600-h/shortie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072090799672589042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="280" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmOvtY8C-vI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xyJI710hv_k/s320/shortie.jpg" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tell me tell me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;k la obviously the short hair photo is kinda stupid cuz i just tucked my hair into my shirt but just use ur imagination k? :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*breathe*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh lots of people have been saying shit about me and its really annoying cuz i cant confront them about it cuz i'm not supposed to tell them that i know cuz then the person who told me will get in trouble. its all one giant web of lies and it shits me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;GARRR!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyhoo... i think i'm gonna attempt to clean my room again.... lets see how long it will take to get it messy. i bet 2 weeks... any takers? hahahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love you all!&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. i think the trip to KL in october is gonna happen cuz i've been talking to my dad and he said look up the airfares online. so hopefully yea! if i can save enough i'll be paying for my own flight to perth and to KL from perth then he can buy me a return ticket from KL to melbourne so i have NO choice but to keep going back!!! muahahahhahahahahaha!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-2369037241400075172?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2369037241400075172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=2369037241400075172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2369037241400075172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2369037241400075172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/06/quick-updates.html' title='quick updates'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RmOvtY8C-vI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xyJI710hv_k/s72-c/shortie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3020091060214771719</id><published>2007-05-01T21:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:09:06.535+10:00</updated><title type='text'>probably time for a proper post</title><content type='html'>hello loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. there has been quite alot happening in my life recently but yea its too complicated and really not that much of a big deal although it seemed like a massive deal at the time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? complicated kan? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... i've been doing nothing much but chilling at home, chilling w my girls (caryn&amp;krista), hanging at uni (no i have not become a geek but i wish i have), doing shit all uni work until the last minute of course... and yea stuff and things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeaaa... i play netball every monday now. Its good exercise but because i've started smoking again i feel the effects of smoking on sports alot more... its not good. but oh well... i guess i just wont smoke before i run anymore... lesson learnt. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I alsoooo got a job at a call centre as an operator selling products for one of Australia's major telephone companies (optus). i got it last night actually... and i was supposed to go for training today... but then......... i kinda realised that i dont want to be a call centre operator who gets screamed and abused. i'd prob burst into tears half way.... and plus they wanted me to work 4-5 days a week...&lt;br /&gt;while studying? i think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeaaaaa.......... i was up till 5 chattin online and then i conveniently slept in while i was supposed to be on the way to training. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think mum is not talking to me because i didnt go today... -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went for lunch w caryn on chapel street... we went to lucky coq and it was cooooool. man, the ceaser salad pizza stuffed me silly. caryn's smoked salmon pizza was awesome too... and all this for a grand total of $3 each!!! walauuuu... cool eh? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also went shopping... i..e SHE went shopping while *I* tortured myself by looking knowing i cant buy anything with the lackage of money i am in possesion of. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caryn got a nice white shirt and cute lil fingerless gloves that turn into mittens if you need extra warmth...&lt;br /&gt;and i got lots of heart ache. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna say something but i cant remember now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, I got another job interview on Friday night at Pancake Parlour! hahahah... imagine if i get the job... i'll be eating all the pancakes for dinner. godd... i'll end up looking like a fuckin pancake... round and thick. NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha... nah but seriously... wish me luck cuz i really want this job. *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i believe it is time for me to ring caryn up now (which means its time for a smokey smokey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sheyna &amp; cheche... i miss you two soooooooooo much. *hugs* *mwahhh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3020091060214771719?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3020091060214771719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3020091060214771719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3020091060214771719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3020091060214771719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/05/probably-time-for-proper-post.html' title='probably time for a proper post'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-8034154580658595609</id><published>2007-05-01T04:57:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T04:57:28.974+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/490041/image-upload-48-747907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/408193/image-upload-48-747907.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Its 5 am and i'm feeling good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-8034154580658595609?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8034154580658595609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=8034154580658595609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8034154580658595609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8034154580658595609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-happy.html' title='I&amp;#39;m happy'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3719200868082049282</id><published>2007-04-26T17:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T17:09:25.651+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/377095/image-upload-8-764720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/467719/image-upload-8-764720.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I love my phone. &lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3719200868082049282?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3719200868082049282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3719200868082049282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3719200868082049282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3719200868082049282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/04/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-388526073395163703</id><published>2007-04-24T00:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T00:23:55.409+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty sure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/323628/image-upload-49-734491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/473904/image-upload-49-734491.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was slacking off doing my assignment by drinking beer w nick and giulia today when this pic was taken. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;jo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-388526073395163703?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/388526073395163703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=388526073395163703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/388526073395163703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/388526073395163703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/04/pretty-sure.html' title='Pretty sure...'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-2323327796083862241</id><published>2007-04-21T17:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:05:26.180+10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things i love</title><content type='html'>10 things i love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i love books. Without books i think i would kill myself because there is not a moment in my life i can remember me NOT reading a book... i may not read intelligent books like Plato and the theory of evolution, but i read what connects to me and usually thats autobiographies, spiritual books and of course... the occasional entertaining chick lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i love dogs. I had two dogs back in malaysia... both daschunds. One was called Samson and the other was called Princess... Samson ran away when i was 7 *sobs* but that christmas i remember writing a letter to Santa asking for a puppy and also a tent to play with the puppy in. lol. And needless to say i got my puppy...but Santa's reply to me was, "Be a better girl next year and you'll get a tent too" hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i love shopping. I am obsessed! it is sooooo bad for me and my wallet and my ever depleting bank account. *sigh* i have too many bags, too many clothes and too few shoes. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i love singing. i'm sure its torture for mostly everbody around me when i decide to break into a song and dance but tooooo bad! i've always loved singing... i used to be in the childrens christmas choir every year at church, then in the youth choir.. and also part of the sri aman choir. lol. fun fun days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently when i was 6 or something... my aunt got married and at her reception i got up on stage and started singing "Somwhere Out There" from the movie American Tale/Tail(?). My mum was like, "OMG! Thats my kid!!" hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i love malaysia. Leaving my home was the hardest thing i have ever experienced in my life. Having to just up and leave everything you have ever known, the people you love, the life you have made for yourself... and i was just starting to really enjoy my life too.. it was horrible. I hated my mother for bringing me here and sometimes i still want to just buy a ticket back and say a big "FUCK YOU AUSTRALIA"... but yea... i appreciate every moment i have had in Australia now that I'm older and i am starting to love my life here... friends and more family coming over are making it easier...  but i still miss home everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i love meeting new people... especially when you meet someone you can just click with immediately... girl or boy whatever but its soo good to just be able to meet someone and know that you will be great friends with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also meeting people at parties and stuff is pretty awesome too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i love my family. I am sooo lucky to have been born into a massive family that all love each other tremendously... My mum has 7 siblings so that has made me the proud cousin to 24 people. I'm the 3rd eldest (by 4 days!) and having been brought up with so much of love and happiness has really changed my life... it would never be the same without them and thats why its so hard here sometimes... but yea, i have one family over here now, hopefully another one will be on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i love my friends. I am so thankful to have so many good friends who i know will always be there for me, not judge me and love me for who i am. Friends beat boyfriends anyday because... yea boyfriends can leave you and you always have to worry bout their love dying or whatever, but friends... you cant leave your friend for anyone. I love allll of them so much... *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i love to write. I used to write alot more when I was younger but now I think i'm starting to get into writing poetry again as well as songs... its just so nice to be able to sit down and put your feelings into words that can reach people... as well as making it easier to understand whats going through your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i love myself. well... of course! otherwise who would love me?? hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-2323327796083862241?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2323327796083862241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=2323327796083862241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2323327796083862241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2323327796083862241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/04/10-things-i-love.html' title='10 things i love'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-2214429729041635895</id><published>2007-04-20T15:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T15:09:32.157+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil i am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/886006/image-upload-2-771426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/990125/image-upload-2-771426.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lol preparing my make up for the devil party tonight is so much more fun than assignments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;jo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-2214429729041635895?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/2214429729041635895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=2214429729041635895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2214429729041635895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/2214429729041635895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/04/devil-i-am.html' title='Devil i am.'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7371933801498684601</id><published>2007-04-18T22:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:46.171+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently...</title><content type='html'>I sound like a ditz in my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RiYSvn2NUDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tEHrc5vxvCU/s1600-h/ditz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054748241129459762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RiYSvn2NUDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tEHrc5vxvCU/s320/ditz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE OMG SERIOUS?!?!&lt;br /&gt;YEA like totalllyyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i don't sound intelligent enough for you but when i write in my blog... i write whatever comes to mind so maybe i am a fucking ditz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever said i was smart anyway? definitely not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont act or sound or try and be someone i'm not.. what you read is what i am and straight from the heart so a big fat :P to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7371933801498684601?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7371933801498684601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7371933801498684601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7371933801498684601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7371933801498684601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/04/apparently.html' title='Apparently...'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RiYSvn2NUDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tEHrc5vxvCU/s72-c/ditz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4914335625575939719</id><published>2007-04-17T18:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T01:37:31.604+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i got bored....</title><content type='html'>so i decided the best way to relieve boredom was to inflict torture amongst all my readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me singing 'Hotel Song' by Regina Spektor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/40nrwNK7q28"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/40nrwNK7q28" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u died yet?&lt;br /&gt;sorry... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4914335625575939719?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4914335625575939719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4914335625575939719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4914335625575939719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4914335625575939719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-got-bored.html' title='i got bored....'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3381625428050736101</id><published>2007-04-11T11:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:46.387+11:00</updated><title type='text'>warning: goriness ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been a while hasnt it? i've just been soooo lazy to update... and not much has happened since i really updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on holidays now...but that doesnt mean shit.... it just means that i have to finsh two &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;assignments by monday! fuckkkkk!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than that... i worked. Hopefully i'll be going shoppin w my caryn on saturday or friday... not too sure yet. maybe go out drinking friday night then shoppin saturday? then i have to go to work... bah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYHOO!!! it was easter weekend last weekend... and i worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most interesting that happened to me was that i became crippled.... just outside the church doors. i slipped and i really cut up my knee and my toe... and there was blood flying everywhere! it was like a scene from a tarantino movie....... (ok la maybe not that bad but you know i'm a drama queen rite?) BUT IT DID HURT LIKE A BITCH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and... did i see any good samaritans running to my aid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A BIG FUCKIN NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stupid hypocrites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway... here are my war wounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rhw-qlq58LI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2jxMtTDqkk0/s1600-h/march07+061+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051981783390351538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rhw-qlq58LI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2jxMtTDqkk0/s320/march07+061+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rhw-qVq58KI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sZE8jxAl7ps/s1600-h/march07+063+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051981779095384226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rhw-qVq58KI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sZE8jxAl7ps/s320/march07+063+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love much,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3381625428050736101?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3381625428050736101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3381625428050736101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3381625428050736101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3381625428050736101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/04/warning-goriness-ahead.html' title='warning: goriness ahead'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rhw-qlq58LI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2jxMtTDqkk0/s72-c/march07+061+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5119924825486501088</id><published>2007-04-08T08:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T08:22:16.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/737079/image-upload-10-735348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/122092/image-upload-10-735348.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm so excited. &lt;br /&gt;Off to church then off to work then i'm seeing my kaz! :-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5119924825486501088?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5119924825486501088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5119924825486501088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5119924825486501088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5119924825486501088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7481024469950391629</id><published>2007-03-31T15:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T15:30:46.004+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/226711/image-upload-4-744764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/895391/image-upload-4-744764.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm doing ok. &lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine each day.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Each night without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than i thought it would be...thank god for my family n friends. &lt;br /&gt;Lovemuch,&lt;br /&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7481024469950391629?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7481024469950391629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7481024469950391629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7481024469950391629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7481024469950391629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-guess.html' title='I guess...'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4900697291084732476</id><published>2007-03-30T09:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T09:16:18.865+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm....</title><content type='html'>hello lovelies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crap this morning... dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo... i didnt go out last night and i dont know if i'm up for going out tonight... i think i should just stay at home and save my money and spend more time with my family... and maybe finish this god damn assignment of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno... i'm still a bit undecided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jordan and i... we're going ok. we're friends and we might be going on a movie date tomorrow (as friends) and yea... try and reconnect? i hope it works out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being without him has made me realise that so many cliches ring true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all"&lt;br /&gt;"if you love something let it free"&lt;br /&gt;"love conquers all"&lt;br /&gt;"you only hurt the one you love"&lt;br /&gt;"Love is not about who you live with... It's about who you can't live without"&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion, and the romance in a relationship, and find out you still care for that person"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh...... too many sad thoughts for this early in the morning. (9.15 am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight. back to sleep for me... its easier than being awake and thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovemuch,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4900697291084732476?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4900697291084732476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4900697291084732476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4900697291084732476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4900697291084732476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/mmmm.html' title='mmmm....'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5748094196451337354</id><published>2007-03-28T16:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:20:28.508+10:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping occupied</title><content type='html'>hello lovelies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welll the past few days have been sorta bearable sorta not.... just been keeping myself occupied and trying not to think or be idle too much cuz i know if i do i will get all depressed and shit... ala the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in order of keeping occupied, tonight i will be going to einsteins, tmrw to retro night @ the hawthorn and friday night is air guitar night @ the hawthorn again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i might just move there... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea today at uni was hard cuz i was hanging out w my lovelies (also jordans friends) and then jordan appeared... and the tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife.. so i left soon after. it was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i just have to get used to it being like this for a while... being wherever he is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5748094196451337354?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5748094196451337354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5748094196451337354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5748094196451337354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5748094196451337354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/keeping-occupied.html' title='keeping occupied'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-9202298386360853447</id><published>2007-03-27T15:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T19:05:01.131+10:00</updated><title type='text'>singledom</title><content type='html'>if being single encompasses things like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loneliness&lt;br /&gt;sadness&lt;br /&gt;hurt&lt;br /&gt;being the worst person in the world&lt;br /&gt;being scared to sleep without his arms around me&lt;br /&gt;knowing i cant hold his hand or kiss his lips again&lt;br /&gt;losing his family&lt;br /&gt;losing his friends&lt;br /&gt;losing him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i dont think i want to be single anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has got to be one of the hardest points of my life thus far... i know i might sound a bit drama for some but if i do then obviously you dont understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jordan has been the only person i've loved for 2 and a half years... losing him is like losing half my heart and right now i'm so confused i dont know what i want and what i dont want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i want to be with him? yes&lt;br /&gt;do i want to have my own life? yes&lt;br /&gt;do i want to have a life with him? yes&lt;br /&gt;do i want to think bout myself? yes&lt;br /&gt;do i want to think for him as well? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is with all these questionS??&lt;br /&gt;this is why i hate confrontation... it makes me think and analyse and realise the shit that is actually happening in my life is really REALLY shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be my penguin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-9202298386360853447?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/9202298386360853447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=9202298386360853447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/9202298386360853447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/9202298386360853447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/singledom.html' title='singledom'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-1389842061905055985</id><published>2007-03-25T17:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:46.608+11:00</updated><title type='text'>love and what not</title><content type='html'>hello lovelies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this week has been one interesting ride... ups downs inside fuckin outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to einsteins on wed night w caryn, krista and dee and a few more ppl from their apartment and it was really awesome! but the reason i was there with them by myself without jordan was not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went out again on friday night to the hawthorn to watch some air guitar masters compete! it was so much fun!!! but hmmm jordan wasnt there again... then suddenly he appeared and he left and omg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night ended in tears and those of you who were there know why.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad we worked things out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright... i'll be at einsteins on wednesday. see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045764441829220882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="267" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RgYoBreHIhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/h2iQStEmuaw/s320/DSC01654.JPG" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love much,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-1389842061905055985?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/1389842061905055985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=1389842061905055985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1389842061905055985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/1389842061905055985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-and-what-not.html' title='love and what not'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RgYoBreHIhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/h2iQStEmuaw/s72-c/DSC01654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5343086095156145685</id><published>2007-03-24T06:48:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T06:48:04.620+11:00</updated><title type='text'>647am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/696831/image-upload-16-783702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/46325/image-upload-16-783702.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Why the fuck am i still up?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5343086095156145685?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5343086095156145685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5343086095156145685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5343086095156145685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5343086095156145685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/647am.html' title='647am'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-612671945521809169</id><published>2007-03-22T20:57:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T20:57:29.330+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Blondie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/449484/image-upload-37-748305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/648303/image-upload-37-748305.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I like them blonde but not yellow! Geez! Lol. Love much, jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-612671945521809169?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/612671945521809169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=612671945521809169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/612671945521809169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/612671945521809169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/blondie.html' title='Blondie'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-6395263182040243255</id><published>2007-03-17T22:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T22:50:28.352+11:00</updated><title type='text'>st patty's day!</title><content type='html'>hey loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy st pats day! just got back from work and i'm so fuckin tired i could just die! DIE!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;anyway, heres a vlog i recorded before i went to work today... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIHWo27hPEo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nIHWo27hPEo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love much,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-6395263182040243255?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6395263182040243255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=6395263182040243255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6395263182040243255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6395263182040243255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/st-pattys-day.html' title='st patty&apos;s day!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3916899614758478425</id><published>2007-03-17T12:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T12:12:15.303+11:00</updated><title type='text'>vlog and pics!</title><content type='html'>hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my first vlog tht i recorded on thursday evening before i headed out for the traffic light party! so yea... i ramble on a bit which is fine considering its my first vlog ever!!! woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eluC09dXRYc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eluC09dXRYc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS from the traffic light party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-5d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188080912221&amp;site=widget-5d.slide.com" width="700" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:700px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=0&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=un&amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188080912221&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5d.slide.com/p1/144115188080912221/un_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=0&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=un&amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188080912221&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-5d.slide.com/p2/144115188080912221/un_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love much,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3916899614758478425?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3916899614758478425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3916899614758478425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3916899614758478425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3916899614758478425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/vlog-and-pics.html' title='vlog and pics!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-5310267119145082346</id><published>2007-03-14T10:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T09:01:17.861+11:00</updated><title type='text'>On the way to uni.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/441260/image-upload-14-777119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/712938/image-upload-14-777119.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Joy of all joys. Jordan looks so cute doesn't he? Love,jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-5310267119145082346?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/5310267119145082346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=5310267119145082346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5310267119145082346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/5310267119145082346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-way-to-uni.html' title='On the way to uni.'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3155601833944745571</id><published>2007-03-13T23:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:19:31.303+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Booze!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/576368/image-upload-3-770481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/849192/image-upload-3-770481.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's gonna be a good night chilling out with jordan and jesse! As if i really need this... We'll be drinkin again on thursday at the tlp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3155601833944745571?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3155601833944745571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3155601833944745571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3155601833944745571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3155601833944745571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/booze.html' title='Booze!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7260343240955366194</id><published>2007-03-09T14:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T14:41:09.149+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/1600/z/926107/image-upload-18-768297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1951/1695/300/z/996320/image-upload-18-768297.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I just got home and i hate only one hour to chill before i have to start getting ready for work. Fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7260343240955366194?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7260343240955366194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7260343240955366194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7260343240955366194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7260343240955366194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4133938590028877370</id><published>2007-03-08T22:57:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:46.890+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Re_60lBx9TI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cdn3teIoLP8/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got bored tonight while waiting for Jordan so take a gander at what i cooked up on Illustrator in 20 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039523869798561090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="365" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Re_8QlBx9UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FTcYMfBo_LE/s320/peace.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tell me what you think bout it and what it means to you. MWA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jo&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/13887391-4133938590028877370?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4133938590028877370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4133938590028877370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4133938590028877370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4133938590028877370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-all-i-got-bored-tonight-while_08.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Re_8QlBx9UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FTcYMfBo_LE/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-487831017909807389</id><published>2007-03-08T22:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:46.903+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Re_60lBx9TI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cdn3teIoLP8/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got bored tonight while waiting for Jordan so take a gander at what i cooked up on Illustrator in 20 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039523869798561090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="365" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Re_8QlBx9UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FTcYMfBo_LE/s320/peace.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tell me what you think bout it and what it means to you. MWA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jo&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/13887391-487831017909807389?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/487831017909807389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=487831017909807389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/487831017909807389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/487831017909807389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-all-i-got-bored-tonight-while.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Re_8QlBx9UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FTcYMfBo_LE/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-7860449082594330161</id><published>2007-03-08T13:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T13:22:10.882+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Royroy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1118/637731869986650/1600/z/546739/image-upload-1-729333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1118/637731869986650/300/z/23351/image-upload-1-729333.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is my mate roy from uni! He's awesome fun! Right now we're sitting watchin jordan play bball. Woo. :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-7860449082594330161?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/7860449082594330161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=7860449082594330161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7860449082594330161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/7860449082594330161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/royroy.html' title='Royroy!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-6853523871546284822</id><published>2007-03-07T09:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T09:40:13.573+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My room.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1118/637731869986650/1600/z/867221/image-upload-22-713153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1118/637731869986650/300/z/762080/image-upload-22-713153.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like how wonderfully clean it is? I love my new bedsheets altho they're a tad too small. I really need to start cleaning my room. Love, jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-6853523871546284822?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6853523871546284822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=6853523871546284822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6853523871546284822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6853523871546284822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-room.html' title='My room.'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-381459000244546668</id><published>2007-03-06T15:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:47.110+11:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello my darlings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today is my mummy's 40 something birthday... but she still looks like she's old enough to be my sister. thats ok though, good genes must run in the family right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my mother and i never had a very good relationship... from the start she was hardly ever around because she was at work all the time or travelling overseas FOR work or play. So thats why i became alot closer to my dad but no matter what, i always knew that she would be there for me if i needed her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in malaysia, when she was around and once i started getting a bit older i started doing things that any neglected teenager would do; rebel. i started smoking, skipping school and sneaking out of the house to go clubbing with my older boyfriend. i had no relationship with my mother at that point because she discovered my sneakiness time and time again and therefore her trust in me was shattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dont think i cared that much though because i guess i was thinking, well who cares right? i mean, she never cared for me before this so why should i care about what she thinks now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway, that was when i was a bit of a younger teen... 14 going on 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;once i dumped that sorry ass excuse for a boyfriend, i think my relationship started becoming a little bit better with my mum. we started talking a LITTLE bit more... connecting a LITTLE bit more... and becoming a LITTLE bit more closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then i fucked it up again... and again... and again. once she gains that much of trust in me, i do something to break it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i guess, i will never fail to fuck up when it comes to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i think once we moved to australia, our relationship got a whole heap worse because i HATED her with a passion for dragging me to this stupid country when my whole life was in malaysia. i hated her and i hated phil and i hated everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after 4 years of living here though, i have eventually gotten over it and now i am looking forwards to making this relationship with my mum work this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i love her so much, i know she wont ever read this... but whatever. it was good to get this off my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy birthday mother dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038672974337510850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="365" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rez2X8a_jcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ROBeNwB7T0Y/s320/Copy+of+woop+107.jpg" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/13887391-381459000244546668?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/381459000244546668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=381459000244546668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/381459000244546668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/381459000244546668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-mummy.html' title='happy birthday mummy'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/Rez2X8a_jcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ROBeNwB7T0Y/s72-c/Copy+of+woop+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3339305935905217405</id><published>2007-03-06T15:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T15:36:53.464+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that match</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1118/637731869986650/1600/z/34071/image-upload-28-712875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1118/637731869986650/300/z/566839/image-upload-28-712875.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Taken at an antique store in the dandenongs. Pretty right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3339305935905217405?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3339305935905217405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3339305935905217405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3339305935905217405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3339305935905217405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/things-that-match.html' title='Things that match'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-6048888053115587925</id><published>2007-03-05T09:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:47.845+11:00</updated><title type='text'>whoops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HeY GUYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sorry for the super long slow update. i guess i've just been caught up in being aussified once again. gar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i've been doing nothing exciting really. I've started uni last week and that was.... OK. it was good seeing everyone again. I remembered how much i hated uni last year... but then i remembered how much shit everybody is going through to put me through uni this year. so i deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i started work as well and that was better than i expected it to be. i definitely did not miss a few people though.... grrr... and there was this new girl there who worked at the Australian Open so she thought that *I* was new. She had the cheek to come up to me and start telling me what to do! I was just like, So how long have you been working here? She goes, Oh yea about 2 months so you can ask me anything if you need help. And i'm like, 2 months eh? Funny that. I've been working here for about 2 years so you can shove your help up your ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;well... okay. i didnt say the shove up your ass bit but i really wish i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In other news, my friend caryn who moved here from malaysia has found a place in Auburn. well i think its auburn cuz its near the station. Its really nice but small but its lovely and the other people who live there are nice too. so shes settled in and i miss seeing her as often as i used to but its ok.. i'll get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also, my whole house is suffering from the FLU. thanks to my lovely mother... who's birthday is tomorrow so i shall not give her too much of shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm going to be starting another blog (ANOTHERBLOG?!?! you say). BUT its ok cuz i'm starting this one for my journalism class and its gonna be quite boring cuz i have to write about what i learnt in class or write bout something in the media that has to do with research but i'll put the link up anyway so you guys can read and comment if you want. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok la... i'll leave you with some piccies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RetJLs-VpUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/whDdz7sekZM/s1600-h/singapore+%2707+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038201073544045890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RetJLs-VpUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/whDdz7sekZM/s320/singapore+%2707+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me and chow on christmas day at my house in kl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i miss her heaps and i dont think i'll be going back to KL this summer so... *SOB!!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But its ok, hopefully she'll be down in aussie next year and i will get to hang out with her here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Rad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RetJLM-VpTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4ailCdshSYY/s1600-h/wa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038201064954111282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" height="339" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RetJLM-VpTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4ailCdshSYY/s320/wa.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Caryn and I the day we went for her Uni enrolment. I had to pretend i was a swinburne student and in the mean time i met one of my ollldddd friends from KL who was also studying at Swinburne. wierd eh? i never got the chance to meet her while i was in kl cuz of time clashes but we bumped into each other here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway, after enrolling, we went to this place near her uni called 'Lucky Coq'. it has the best deals for lunch! $3 pizzas!!!! OMFG so awesome right? so we had a ceaser salad pizza for lunch and then a chocolate pizza for dessert. lovely dovely..... *drool*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BONUS: At lucky coq, the bartender guy looked like Wentworth Miller from Prison Break. omg so hot can die!!! i tried snapping a pic of him sneakily with my phone but it didnt work. *sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RetJMM-VpVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/TrM85Giaeqk/s1600-h/DSC01662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038201082133980498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="303" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RetJMM-VpVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/TrM85Giaeqk/s320/DSC01662.JPG" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jordan darling and me at his brothers surprise birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Love you darlingggggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RetJMM-VpWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ceMWaJUaJ50/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038201082133980514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RetJMM-VpWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ceMWaJUaJ50/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yea needs no other explanation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-6048888053115587925?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6048888053115587925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=6048888053115587925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6048888053115587925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6048888053115587925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/03/whoops.html' title='whoops!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RetJLs-VpUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/whDdz7sekZM/s72-c/singapore+%2707+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4191743260789817798</id><published>2007-02-06T22:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:48.028+11:00</updated><title type='text'>LONGGG post ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my last day in KL for god only knows how long. i'm not sure when i'll be coming back next. i'd like to say end of this year but looking at my mum and dad's financial situation i'd say i was dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have been very nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had an awesome weekend. went to Zouk with a whole group of people; caryn, joanne, celina, ian, sheyna, jessica, tyler, andre, nora, reuben, shaun and a couple of other ppl i didnt know. but it was such a good night.. i think in the end we polished off like 4 bottles of Johnnie Walker Black and of course.. i got plastered!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god.. i was sooo drunk i didnt even realise it till the end of the night. as soon as we got out of the club it hit me so bad. i just couldnt control my head so i just sat on the floor... outside zouk... in my dress!!! MY GOD! how embarrasing! but ohwell, i thought. who gives a shit? i'm going on wednesday and nobody is gonna remember me next time i come to zouk. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to eat after... well.. they bought me food but the sight of it made me want to throw up so i just pushed it away and lay my head on the table... with my hair in the soup. *bleh* hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home at bout 5 and slept till 12 when i got woken up for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone in my family came over to my aunts house to have lunch and to see me for the last time... it was really nice. Had a lovely lunch and had such a nice time just chilling w my family. Caryn was over too so she got to meet everyone.... hope it wasnt too scary for her. lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I GOT MY NEW PHONE THAT DAY TOO! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my new baby Sony Ericsson k610i (will think of another name for it soon)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RchkvwVLyGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fRg60FamnN8/s1600-h/3082_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028379755549542498" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="254" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RchkvwVLyGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fRg60FamnN8/s320/3082_1.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sings* it must be LOVE LOVE LOVEEEEE *stops abrubtly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem... so... yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;after lunch i drove caryn home.. from taman tun to OUG k? dont play play... hahahah. i made it there and back in one piece although i sorta got lost on the way backk... panicked myself silly. nearly had a minor heart attack until i realised where i was... *phew* thank god for handphones or i would have probably driven to Thailand. hahahha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then at night i went out for dinner with Sha and Jar my two much loved friends from sri aman... we had dinner at shakeys and mannn was i full.... after dinner we took a walk around one utama and took lots and lots of camwhore queen worthy photos. couple of nice ones... couple of silly ones... but it was such fun! will post up a slide show of it later... in the meantime if you reallly cant wait to see them, they are at &lt;a href="http://the-sitihajaradnan.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://the-sitihajaradnan.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmm... i think i shall end here. cuz i'm quite tired... and kristel and kelvin are coming to pick me up soonish for a drink. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY LAST MAMAK SESSION! *sob*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks to everybody for making this trip so fun and eventful for me. all my family and friends, all those late night mamak sessions, all those spontaneous trips, all those meeting up in godforsaken places (ahem cyberjaya) lol... i'm gonna miss it heaps! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;specially gonna miss my best friends... like Chow and Celina, cuz i didnt really get to spend much time with you because of business and clashes i'm so glad we went to gentings and spent that time together. i love you heaps and i'm gonna miss you sooooo much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and my 2 cousins, jess and sheyna, family love will never ever fade no matter how far we are from each other. i love you guys with everything i have and singapore was too much fun to handle. miss you guys loads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sha and jar, long lost friends who i've rekindled my love for this trip... (chewahhh... like lovers only man... lol) but no really, you guys have been in my life since i met you back in SA and even tho we didnt talk for a few years i never forgot the two of you and i'm so happy we got close again this time around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kristel and kelvin, well i'm really glad i met kelvin cuz he's just such a joy to be around and kristel, well you know how much your friendship means to me and i'll always be here to talk to whenever you need me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'll stop now before i start bawling... cuz then i have to redo my makeup and pshhhhh....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will update once i get back to melbourne... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4191743260789817798?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4191743260789817798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4191743260789817798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4191743260789817798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4191743260789817798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/02/longgg-post-ahead.html' title='LONGGG post ahead'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RchkvwVLyGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fRg60FamnN8/s72-c/3082_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-6485036484688742366</id><published>2007-01-25T20:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:50:47.447+11:00</updated><title type='text'>We're in Singapore!!!</title><content type='html'>HELLO SINGAPORE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in singapore with my two darling cousins, Sheyna and Jessica. we just arrived like 3 hours ago and now we're just relaxing with glasses of champagne and orange in our hands talking about futures... which is something i would prefere to ignore because i'm the sort of person to ignore my problems then face them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have got alot of problems that i would love to ignore... but everybody seems to be loving to put the problems in my face... WHY?!?!? WHYYYYY?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes... they love me, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right now ... i have been asked to do a number of things;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. do some soul searching&lt;br /&gt;2. consider deferring uni and working&lt;br /&gt;3. while working take a night course&lt;br /&gt;4. work work work&lt;br /&gt;5. study but send in articles to newpapers to add to my portfolio&lt;br /&gt;6. DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... not the last one but i feel like doing just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for what i think of what everybody is saying to me.... i think they are all very good options for me... but... i just dont like being faced with so many choices. i just want someone to tell me what to do... one choice one option and that is the one thing i will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*le sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love and kisses from singapore,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-6485036484688742366?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/6485036484688742366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=6485036484688742366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6485036484688742366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/6485036484688742366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/01/were-in-singapore.html' title='We&apos;re in Singapore!!!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3607189938185679716</id><published>2007-01-16T23:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T23:10:51.296+11:00</updated><title type='text'>fucker and a half</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOMEBODY STOLE MY PHONE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... i am so pissed off right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3607189938185679716?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3607189938185679716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3607189938185679716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3607189938185679716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3607189938185679716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/01/fucker-and-half.html' title='fucker and a half'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-8212868338351155346</id><published>2007-01-11T22:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:49.575+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bummed and bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1naO77gI/AAAAAAAAADY/CmZyj77IYEg/s1600-h/DSCN4808.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok.... i'm really quite depressed right now. some of you know why so i'd rather not talk bout it here. if you want to know, you know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok so a few thursdays ago, i went to poppies w caryn and celina because our lovely friend Joel invited us. it was really fun! i had a really good time... thanks joel for the shot which i still owe you. or i could just get you a christmas present la... whichever you choose. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PHOTOS&lt;/span&gt;&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018757785924136450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1naO77gI/AAAAAAAAADY/CmZyj77IYEg/s320/DSCN4808.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before make up and stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1nqO77hI/AAAAAAAAADg/zEYxkqPCDO8/s1600-h/DSCN4810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018757790219103762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1nqO77hI/AAAAAAAAADg/zEYxkqPCDO8/s320/DSCN4810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after make up and stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1n6O77iI/AAAAAAAAADo/gWWC9livOd0/s1600-h/DSCN4820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018757794514071074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1n6O77iI/AAAAAAAAADo/gWWC9livOd0/s320/DSCN4820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do i scrub up well? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY3R6O77lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8IS3BwqAmPc/s1600-h/DSCN4823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018759615580204626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY3R6O77lI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8IS3BwqAmPc/s320/DSCN4823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caryn Celina and I - sober as nuns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1oKO77jI/AAAAAAAAADw/uPQTObe7XT0/s1600-h/DSCN4828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018757798809038386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1oKO77jI/AAAAAAAAADw/uPQTObe7XT0/s320/DSCN4828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tipsy as priests&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1paO77kI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2fX3dY5VBd4/s1600-h/DSCN4843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018757820283874882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1paO77kI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2fX3dY5VBd4/s320/DSCN4843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joel and Jojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeaa.... i went up to Cameron Highlands with my dad, bro, cousins and caryn for 3 days 2 nights and we stayed in the bungalow relaxing.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the photos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaYsdKO77ZI/AAAAAAAAACg/xB-LkirCigY/s1600-h/cam+high+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018747714225827218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaYsdKO77ZI/AAAAAAAAACg/xB-LkirCigY/s320/cam+high+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and caryn being scrabble nerds!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaYsdqO77aI/AAAAAAAAACo/qmCBkxe1-hg/s1600-h/cam+high+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018747722815761826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaYsdqO77aI/AAAAAAAAACo/qmCBkxe1-hg/s320/cam+high+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUNFLOWERS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaYsd6O77bI/AAAAAAAAACw/l7yT9HxNTps/s1600-h/cam+high+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018747727110729138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaYsd6O77bI/AAAAAAAAACw/l7yT9HxNTps/s320/cam+high+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAHHHHH!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaYseKO77cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_xNnrCQ5R8g/s1600-h/cam+high+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018747731405696450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaYseKO77cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_xNnrCQ5R8g/s320/cam+high+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me flying.... or falling. whichever you like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaYseaO77dI/AAAAAAAAADA/ld5m392sby4/s1600-h/cam+high+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018747735700663762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaYseaO77dI/AAAAAAAAADA/ld5m392sby4/s320/cam+high+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more sunflowers! i like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok... so theres alot more photos of us playing around in the garden but they all look same same but different. erm... we didnt do much really. We relaxed alot... played our lil board game hearts out till the point where if i look at anther board game i'll cry. lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then yea... nothig much la!!! it was a nothing holiday which was really nice....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-8212868338351155346?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/8212868338351155346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=8212868338351155346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8212868338351155346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/8212868338351155346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2007/01/bummed-and-bored.html' title='bummed and bored'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RaY1naO77gI/AAAAAAAAADY/CmZyj77IYEg/s72-c/DSCN4808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-3537081476536288536</id><published>2006-12-21T22:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:35:46.120+11:00</updated><title type='text'>cybernya!</title><content type='html'>eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo today i woke up at 10 o'clock to go home and get ready for caryn to come pick me up. we made the eventful (?) journey to cyberjaya so we could chill out w my beloved SSHB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got there around 1 and we had lunch at the food court... we had iranian food... or was it turkish food... well it was middle eastern. and it was like a pizza sorta thingy... the two girls had beef and cheese but i decided to be different and have chicken and cheese. oh yea... breaking the mould.... wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... after lunch we went to the park cuz i wanted to see the big pond with the big fishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; *break* OMG jolie (my cousin's toy poodle) is so adorable! whenever you make kissing noises she will come and lick your mouth so she can kiss you... damn cute can die la.... she just did it to me and i think i got a slip of tounge in my tounge. */break* &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wanted to see the fishes right... but i thought they were koi fishes, u know those big japanese fishes? yes. so... i got laughed at by chow and caryn cuz "Koi fish cannot live in such filthy waters!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert pointing and laughing at Joanna here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since we were at the park, we randomly decided to go to the playground!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;at 2 in the afternoon!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy no sense people that we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; *break* i hate P!ATD w a passion that can never be burned. bludy emos! */break* &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at the playground which was so extremely fun... we went down slides, got lots of photos, caryn gave birth to chow, and took more photos. so nice to chill out w my LDR girls again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have my camera cable w me so i cant put photos up right now but as soon as i get home i shall put them up. pinky swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need panadol now. Massive HeadAche coming along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-3537081476536288536?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/3537081476536288536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=3537081476536288536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3537081476536288536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/3537081476536288536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/12/cybernya.html' title='cybernya!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-4798215055845701570</id><published>2006-12-19T12:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:50:50.742+11:00</updated><title type='text'>update?! could this be true?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ok yeaa... i know i know this blog is a bit DEAD. give me a break la.. .i have a low attention span. or short... or low... what was i saying? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, its been 2 weeks since i've touched down and hit KL soil... the icky, yucky, i wont ever sit on the soil if you paid me, soil... yea that one. but other than that, i was really glad to see my dad and then my nana and all my friends and family members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i missed them heaps and i dont want this time to end but i really miss jordan too... *sobs uncontrollably* bah!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i just got back from club med yesterday and it was awesome... i stayed there for 3days and 2 nights and it was so beautiful and relaxing... DIDNT EVER WANNA LEAVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i'm inspired to become a G.O so i can live and work at club med... FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll prob do that after my university is finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdDWGZi8JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gyDAnZmDQbA/s1600-h/cherating+dec06+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010047157426909330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdDWGZi8JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gyDAnZmDQbA/s320/cherating+dec06+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdD0GZi8KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wGKgc0D1VTo/s1600-h/cherating+dec06+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010047672822984866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdD0GZi8KI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wGKgc0D1VTo/s320/cherating+dec06+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdGoGZi8NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/K07jLebgAnI/s1600-h/cherating+dec06+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010050765199438034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdGoGZi8NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/K07jLebgAnI/s320/cherating+dec06+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdGoWZi8OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qnef5xj7fSY/s1600-h/cherating+dec06+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010050769494405346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdGoWZi8OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qnef5xj7fSY/s320/cherating+dec06+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdGpGZi8PI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oiauA_WgH8Q/s1600-h/cherating+dec06+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010050782379307250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdGpGZi8PI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oiauA_WgH8Q/s320/cherating+dec06+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdGpmZi8QI/AAAAAAAAABE/zXa5ktQ43-Y/s1600-h/cherating+dec06+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010050790969241858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdGpmZi8QI/AAAAAAAAABE/zXa5ktQ43-Y/s320/cherating+dec06+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdGqGZi8RI/AAAAAAAAABM/tn8VI30M694/s1600-h/cherating+dec06+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010050799559176466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdGqGZi8RI/AAAAAAAAABM/tn8VI30M694/s320/cherating+dec06+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdFFWZi8MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gdX_xUpF9A8/s1600-h/cherating+dec06+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010049068687356098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdFFWZi8MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gdX_xUpF9A8/s320/cherating+dec06+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i know the photos dont have captions. its only because i saved it as a draft and now when i reopened it, its opened in html form and i cant read html for shit so yea... DEAL MOFOS! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~break!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw, caryn and i are taking a drive down to MMU to visit my darling SSHB a.k.a sweet sugar hunny bunny a.k.a Chow. &lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;the really fucked up thing is right...... that i dunno la. we're going for some free screening of something or rather and caryn told me that we "cant wear spag straps, miniskirts, sleeveless tops, hot pants or anything too revealing otherwise kena saman (fined) RM50".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK LA!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;k that seriously pissed me off to the maximus la k. i mean, who the hell are these people trying to be? KELANTAN? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GAR GAR GAR GAR GARRRR*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when people tell me what to do let alone what to wear. so... i'm saying FUCK this screening bullshit thing that i have to wear "decent" clothes to (not like what i wear is indecent but its the principle of it all) but yea, fuck that shit and instead of that, we shall kidnap chow and take her to a much more civilised place where you can where what you want, say what you wanna say and do what you want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freedom, my ass la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; malaysia is going down the toilet. &lt;b&gt; a smelly, clogged with maggot infested rats squat toilet. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i love malaysia, but i love the malaysia that i grew up with. I dont love the malaysia that its become over the years... or maybe my rose coloured glasses are starting to fade. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-4798215055845701570?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/4798215055845701570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=4798215055845701570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4798215055845701570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/4798215055845701570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/12/update-could-this-be-true.html' title='update?! could this be true?!?!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/RYdDWGZi8JI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gyDAnZmDQbA/s72-c/cherating+dec06+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116341396546279954</id><published>2006-11-13T21:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:32:45.476+11:00</updated><title type='text'>song part 1</title><content type='html'>It's easy to change the things that you think you know&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to break the guard down of people trying to grow&lt;br /&gt;But take a step back and look all around&lt;br /&gt;There's people trying to save you from running into the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to judge the things that don't go your way&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to tell the people just what you think they should say&lt;br /&gt;But take a step back and listen to the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Theres people trying to break through your shell if they're allowed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116341396546279954?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116341396546279954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116341396546279954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116341396546279954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116341396546279954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/11/song-part-1.html' title='song part 1'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116245610570140755</id><published>2006-11-02T19:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T19:34:05.046+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE I HATE THIS FUCKING SHIT. SERIOUSLY. I WANT TO JUMP OFF A FUCKIN BUILDING AND DIE LIKE MY FALLNIG OF BUILDING EMOTICON. THEN I CAN JUMP AND SPLATTER EVERYWHERE ALL OVER THE FUCKIN GROUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO FUCKIN OVER EVERYTHING. I AM SO OVER UNI. I AM SO OVER AUSTRALIA. I WANT TO GO BACK TO MALAYSIA AND I WISH THINGS WERE NOT AS COMPLICATED AS THEY WERE. I WISH I COULD JUST PACK UP AND GO BACK HOME BUT I CANT BECUASE I HAVE TOO MANY THINGS HERE TO LEAVE BEHIND. OK MAYBE JUST MY FAMILY AND JORDAN. I DONT GIVE A RATS ASS ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE LIKE MY EDUCATION. WHO FUCKIN NEEDS A FUCKIN EDUCATION? NOT ME!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SMART ENOUGH TO VENTURE INTO THE WORLD NOW. I HAVE A DIPLOMA. I JUST WANT TO GO HOME. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH! ENOUGH!!!! ENOUGH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENOUGH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO BE SO FUCKIN HARD? NO REALLY. WHY?!?!?! WHY CANT I JUST CONTINUE MY LIFE HAPPY AS LARRY. WHY DOES THERE ALWAYS HAVE TO BE ONE FUCKING THING OR ONE FUCKIN PERSON WHO IS ALWAYS TEHRE TO MAKE MY LIFE A FUCKIN MISERY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THIS SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry. i'm not about to kill myself. i'm just really really really over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you! you fuckin bitch can just seriously go and cry all you want cuz you know what? NOBODY GIVES A FUCKIN SHIT ABOUT YOU! NOBODY CARES ABOUT HOW YOU'VE GONE THROUGH HELL AND BACK! ITS FUCKIN OLD NEWS! ITS BEEN SO MANY YEARS YOU HAVE TO FUCKIN GET OVER IT! HOW CAN YOU GO AND PREACH YOUR FUCKING LIFE TO EVERYBODY AND STILL HAVE ALL THESE ISSUES WITH YOURSELF???&lt;br /&gt;"OH SHE HATES ME. OH I WANT TO CRY" BLABLABLABLAFUCKINGBLA.&lt;br /&gt;GO FUCKIN CUT YOURSELF YOU STUPID ATTENTION SEEKING FUCKIN WHORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116245610570140755?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116245610570140755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116245610570140755&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116245610570140755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116245610570140755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck-everything-and-everyone-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116244338627736840</id><published>2006-11-02T15:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T15:56:26.290+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblings</title><content type='html'>you know... i have 33 days till i get back to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 days before i can see my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;33 days before i can smell the lovely malaysian air.&lt;br /&gt;33 days before i can start eating malaysian food and slowly progressing to becoming a giantess.&lt;br /&gt;33 days before i can catch up with OLLLLDDDD friends.&lt;br /&gt;33 days before i can shop my lil heart out.&lt;br /&gt;33 days before i can eat my butter prawn indo mee. *drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as soon as my exam is over next week, i shall be using my free 2 week pass to the gym. i shall be going to the gym every fuckin day for 2 weeks for at LEAST 2 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know... its a bit crazy and unrealistic. but screw you guys! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will do it. i've already started cutting down my food intakes by half. poor belly is groaning and moaning for more food... stupid belly. LISTEN TO YOUR MASTER! I SAY NO FOOD! *growl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god. i have 2 assignments due tmrw and i have not finished them yet. so fuckin screwed can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know? i just wanna give up on the whole stupid idea of university. seriously. i have a fuckin diploma. i can just start working now. i dont want to do uni anymore. i feel bad for making my mum spend money on me for something i really dont wanna do. i mean, if she wants to spend money on me, buy me a car... not an education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want an education anymore. sooooooooooo over it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/1600/bla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/320/bla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gar. SO OVERRR ITTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... i should go now. if i finish these assignments... i still have a chance of passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116244338627736840?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116244338627736840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116244338627736840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116244338627736840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116244338627736840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/11/ramblings.html' title='ramblings'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116109274589177741</id><published>2006-10-17T23:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:45:45.903+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dying cat. sorta not really. meh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PWFLyYgTpAQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PWFLyYgTpAQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116109274589177741?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116109274589177741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116109274589177741&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116109274589177741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116109274589177741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/10/dying-cat-sorta-not-really-meh.html' title='dying cat. sorta not really. meh..'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116063090007910189</id><published>2006-10-12T14:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:09:49.616+10:00</updated><title type='text'>delaware party blues</title><content type='html'>i just got some photos from my work party yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a massive one! we started out at my work place (&lt;a href="http://www.telstradome.com.au"&gt;www.telstradome.com.au&lt;/a&gt;) at one of the bars there... and there was heaps of free alcohol there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was also a sumo wrestling match where 2 people dress up in sumo suits and then wrestele each other. omg it was so fuckin funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and... remember the show 'Gladiators'? where they had the thing you sit on top off and try to knock the other person off with a big ear bud looking like thing? THEY HAD THAT TOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lololololololol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, after the party i got together a group of friends (bar one stupid son of a bitch) and we went clubbing! woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/1600/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 472px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" height="283" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/320/collage.jpg" width="475" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okkkkk.... i have no idea why everybody is so blue. till i fix it, have fun with these pics. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really good... first we went to exchange hotel where i got lots more free drinks cuz one of my friend is a bartender there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116063090007910189?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116063090007910189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116063090007910189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116063090007910189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116063090007910189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/10/delaware-party-blues.html' title='delaware party blues'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116062470130064132</id><published>2006-10-12T13:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T13:45:01.313+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the internet is for porn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fe-Rv7iL6Sg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fe-Rv7iL6Sg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me &lt;b&gt; LAUGH! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116062470130064132?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116062470130064132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116062470130064132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116062470130064132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116062470130064132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/10/internet-is-for-porn_12.html' title='the internet is for porn!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116062459411411841</id><published>2006-10-12T13:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T13:43:14.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the internet is for porn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee this song. it makes me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116062459411411841?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116062459411411841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116062459411411841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116062459411411841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116062459411411841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/10/internet-is-for-porn.html' title='the internet is for porn!'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116056452524430528</id><published>2006-10-11T20:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T21:02:05.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>passes by way too quickly for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have around 2 weeks to finish up my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;1 month to study for my exam.&lt;br /&gt;1 month and a bit before my brother turns 18.&lt;br /&gt;2 months before i leave to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;3 months till the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;4 months till i come back to melbourne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i start a whole new year of uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping next year will be better than this one cuz i can do alot more subjects that i will actually like... for example, i'll be doing 2 PR subjects and 2 journalism subjects. which i think will be alot more interesting than this media bullshit i'm studying at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; LE FUCKING SIGH. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116056452524430528?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116056452524430528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116056452524430528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116056452524430528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116056452524430528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/10/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116020543212852048</id><published>2006-10-07T16:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T17:17:12.140+10:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so freakin tired can&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from shopping. i didnt get anything tho... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the house at like 1030 and it is now 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i only slept at 4 last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was a massive night. it was DJ's bday yesterday so he had all his friends over for a bbq and a bit of a brew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;ok... a LOT of a brew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was lots of alcohol floating around and at the end of the night there was alot of drunk people lying around. one in particular was puking their guts out.........&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;NOT ME LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was Mr Bday Boy so guess who got stuck looking after him? yes... it was me. he was lying on the table and couldnt even lift his head off it so i was like, "ok dj, come let me take you down to your bed." so i bludy carried him up (which was so freakin hard especially since i was a bit tipsy myself) and when i finally got him on his feet, this fella mumbled/slurred to me, " &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanna spew...&lt;/span&gt;". WHAT?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i took him down the stairs to the garden area where he puked everywhere! he was vomiting and i had to move his body so he was vomiting downstream and not into his body. gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN i had to walk him to his room where he stripped to get into the shower... at this point i quickly overted my eyes elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THENNN i had to go upstairs to get him a bludy pot to put by his bed in case he decided to get up in the middle of the night and puke. yea.. a pot. couldnt find a bucket what... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/1600/florence.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/320/florence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;just call me a regular &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Florence fuckin Nightingale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116020543212852048?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116020543212852048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116020543212852048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116020543212852048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116020543212852048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/10/omg.html' title='OMG...'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116010716546481698</id><published>2006-10-06T13:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:31:53.716+10:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures from the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you know... i'm so glad i have a digital camera and a computer on which i can store all my photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just looking through all the photos i have on my computer and i came across photos from like year 12 which even though is only 2 years ago... feels like it was forever ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/1600/Joanna%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/320/Joanna%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was like the last few days of year 12 where we could come dressed up as anything you like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously i was a pink fairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was gonna go dressed in my PJs cuz i was too lazy to change out of my PJs that i wore to sleep (lol) but then my friend Kat (the one on the far right) called me and told me she was going as a fairy so i was like... wat the heck. might as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i chucked on my pink skirt and top... rummaged through my closet for my wings and crown (which i bought a couple of months before hand) and TADAA!!! pink fairy i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/1600/gurly%20shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/320/gurly%20shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think this was just a get together for the girls and we had fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - R - Naomi, Me, Kat, Lu, Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaa.... we were all really close friends but time changes relationships and i hardly ever talk to them now anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s check out my massive pack of smokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... this one is one of my favs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/1600/desqie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/320/desqie3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and desqi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring in a photo booth in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss her soo muchhh! shes gone to indo but hopefully i'll see her when i go to jakarta next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more recent photos that i love to look at areeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/1600/porn016.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/320/porn016.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE TERRIFIC TRIO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my cousins Jessica and Sheyna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we were in Penang having a ballerific time early this year... i'm thinking we should do it again this time when i come down too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Langkawi? or Bali?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mmmm.... cheap alcoholllllll....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gahh... ok i should do stuff now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like finish my assingments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and.... get ready for tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;meaning... sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116010716546481698?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116010716546481698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116010716546481698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116010716546481698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116010716546481698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/10/pictures-from-past.html' title='pictures from the past'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13887391.post-116000999076814496</id><published>2006-10-05T10:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:09:01.246+10:00</updated><title type='text'>100th ribbon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets cut the "new blog" ribbon for the 100th time why not? hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i reckon this is about the 100th blog i've opened in the span of like 4 years or something. i cant help it. i get bored soooooo easily. this is what happens; i open a new blog, i use it for like 4 months or so, then i get bored, stop using it, get bored of not using a blog, then open a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a never ending cycle. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea... this is my new blog! wooo! lets take a bet on how long this keeps my interest ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone? i say 6 months. maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo! i'm going back to KL in nov. dunno when tho, i prob should book my ticket soon. hmm.... yeaaa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a picture for giggles sake; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/1600/jo&amp;jawstrip260105%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2974/1239/320/jo%26jawstrip260105%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this was taken in PD. when jordan came down for holiday, we went to PD and stayed at the Avillion. it was soo nice... i loved it heaps. that was the first day we were there and i got kinda camera happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so theres my Duckie. on my head. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;told you it was for giggle's sake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13887391-116000999076814496?l=clear-as-night.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/feeds/116000999076814496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13887391&amp;postID=116000999076814496&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116000999076814496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13887391/posts/default/116000999076814496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clear-as-night.blogspot.com/2006/10/100th-ribbon.html' title='100th ribbon?'/><author><name>jojo the dodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06383262531209728097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6GeLfTqyZdI/S35lnBSYlUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Symu1jDjutM/S220/DSC00561.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
