<?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-5879019521490513044</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:33:35.665-07:00</updated><category term='storyyy ~'/><title type='text'>bbyferniie</title><subtitle type='html'>things need to be said in order to be heard :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-4714460051246793112</id><published>2010-02-07T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:54:51.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG BENNO STEPPED IN DOG SHIT :O</title><content type='html'>Omg. My memory like fails. I don't remember things I did the past few days! :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a pretty shit day. My mind blanked out... well more than I usually blank out. It was like pretty blank. I thought about my mind being blank which was pretty weird.. LOL. Had a really shit night and all I needed was like a big super dooper hug! And that was what I got. My niece ran to me, and gave me the biggest hug! Just what I needed. She didn't want to let go. At least she knows what I just needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday ; went Cabra with sister. Had a reaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllly awkward car ride talk... Sex talk... Troi oi. It was so awkwarddddddddddddddddddddd! I hate sex talks, I know she was just trying to help and be supportive but broooo it's like the awkwardest conversation ever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My highlight of the day &lt;b&gt;my mom perves on Tony Abott&lt;/b&gt;! Yes, you heard me right, MY MOM CHECKED OUT TONY ABOTT. It all started when we were watching the Food channel on Foxtel. The chef guy was swimming and my mom was like Omg, he has a hairy chest like Tony.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who's tony?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Tony and Kevin&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kevin...? Kevin Rudd? O_O&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Yeahhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;Me: -gavetheWTFlook-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Took me all weekend to think of the benefits of being single... Well only took like 1hr. My list is:&lt;br /&gt;- No thinking of presents for the other person for "special" occasions&lt;br /&gt;- Get to flirt with other guys ;)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. took me an hour to think of 2 things! Troi oi, I fail :( I kept thinking of the disadvantages, well what I would miss.. The hugs, the kisses, someone to keep you company no matter what and just someone being there for you.. And caring for you. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week of school! Lots to look forward too. My definition of lots is swimming carnival and the weekend! WOOT! :D But then Valentine's day.. Not really looking forward to spending it alone again. But at least it's New Year. CHUC MUNG NAM MOI! :D Swimming carnival on Friday! Hope it was as fun as last year, with all the cards, photos I think? and the classic game of Truth and Dare. Haha, Anne rode Steven last year ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A usual Monday. Nothing really exciting happened. I don't actually even remember today.. :( I do remember though, all I heard at station was Steven Suh saying I heard screams that some girl stepped in dog shit and I knew it was &lt;b&gt;Benno who stepped in dog shit.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one day down, 4 to go till the weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-4714460051246793112?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/4714460051246793112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2010/02/omg-benno-stepped-in-dog-shit-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/4714460051246793112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/4714460051246793112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2010/02/omg-benno-stepped-in-dog-shit-o.html' title='OMG BENNO STEPPED IN DOG SHIT :O'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-5744432221332017822</id><published>2010-02-04T00:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:22:53.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Group 15</title><content type='html'>Week 2 nearly over! Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics is the fucking best! Best class ever! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ruperto: What are your guys wants right now?&lt;br /&gt;Helal: Babies&lt;br /&gt;Ruperto: You are too young to think about that now. What about sports car?&lt;br /&gt;Helal: Yeah sports car. Babies before the sports car&lt;br /&gt;Ruperto: Sports cars would attract babies&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, we ended on the topic about buying babies.&lt;br /&gt;James Moore: Yeah you can buy babies, illegally.&lt;br /&gt;Helal: Your parents bought you yeah?&lt;br /&gt;James Moore: ... Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking hate Sefton. Stupid office people! On tuesday, everyone was meant to finish after lunch but nooooooooooooo! They couldn't even process a few forms and everyone had to do "sport", if you count sitting around talking and bitching sport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE english! Stupid subject with too much hw, and most of the work I don't even get! :( I feel stupid sitting around Fiona Viffy and Guzman! Sub on Wednesday, Mr Heron was pretty scary. We had to read Sky-High and he was just standing behind Viffy and I and staring at her paper and when she turned out, she got freaked out. And hahah, he tripped over Viffys bag, so funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG. MY FIRST PEER SUPPORT GROUP LESSON THINGY MAJIGGY! I LOVE MY GROUP! I LOVE PLATINI &lt;3 HAHAHA. I sound so pedo! But he's so cuteeeeeeeeeeee and and and he's cheeky too ;) Haha. I'm the best peer support leader! I'm like soooooooo uber cool! (H) and and I remembered all their names! So excited for the next lesson! Hopefully we will play uber cool games. Like Honey I love you, will you give me a smile. Omg, Melissa Lam! You so suck at the game. You smile even before I said it! Troi oi :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 5 coming up soon; excursion, picnic and assessments! Don't know whether to look forward to it, or dread it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-5744432221332017822?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/5744432221332017822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2010/02/group-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/5744432221332017822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/5744432221332017822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2010/02/group-15.html' title='Group 15'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-773722387641454702</id><published>2010-01-29T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T01:33:23.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shine in the sun ... with my white shirt on</title><content type='html'>Omg , yes! I'm blogging again! Just for you Karen ;) Haha, nah jks. I have nothing else to do! Plus I'm uber bored. Boyfriend @ vovinam until 930! Boreddddddddddddd as boreded i can get! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are over. No more late nights, well really early mornings. No sleeping in. No more going out with the girls, but hey I guess going to school with them would do :D. No more hoping the holiday would end since it already ended :(! No more wasting money! YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New school year, another chance to say I will study! Yeah.. i said it every year just before school starts and when exams come.. I study like a few days before it.. Oopsie :D This year will be different than the rest! I said that too.. every year. LOL I shall study my arse off and msn and boys will not distract me! And at least no more maple to distract me too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of school wasn't too bad. White shirts. &lt;b&gt;I shine in the sun with my white shirt on&lt;/b&gt; as Pris said. I'm like a god! New teachers; Miss Lundy - Modern History, not too bad. But as Eren said, they are nice for a year, then they slowly become meaner and meaner.. New subjects! New classes. Omggggggg i hate my english fundamental class and 3 unit maths class! Well besides the uber cool Manda, Fiona, Melissa and Mandy it isn't toooooooo bad! Just filled with quiet selectives :( Legal studies! Omg! I love my class &lt;3 Victor Pris Omar and Michael Do! Best combo ever! Class would never be quiet. And English with Atkinson isn't too bad :) I get to sit next to my Viffy &lt;3 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend will be filled with homeworkkkkk. Well maybe just like 30 minutes of it for maths. Now time for me to start counting down till holidays! Only 9 more weeks of school left! Unless this term is 11 weeks... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-773722387641454702?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/773722387641454702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-shine-in-sun-with-my-white-shirt-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/773722387641454702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/773722387641454702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-shine-in-sun-with-my-white-shirt-on.html' title='I shine in the sun ... with my white shirt on'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-3869234260210027597</id><published>2009-10-08T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:17:09.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Omg, i got myself excited the other day. Yesterday i thought it was the 9th, then today would be the 10th. I got my own hopes up :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watchinig In the Night Garden with my niece and nephew yesterday morning. Troi oi, what has happened to these kids shows!? Igglepiggle and UpsyDaisy was kissing! No kids need to see this. And it wasn't only once, they kissed like 3 times. Troi oi. I think i ramble too much, and talk about the most randomest things. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Shopping today! At least I'm back @ Sydney, ghey weather though. Just wish for a bright sunny warm no winded day! But how come in all those cartoons, spring is shown as warm, pretty and colourful with all those newborn animals and flowers blooming? This does so not happen, i see no flowers, i don't even see any animals! :( Ferniie L&gt;The typical spring day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-3869234260210027597?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/3869234260210027597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/3869234260210027597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/3869234260210027597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-7537563102825370202</id><published>2009-10-07T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T02:11:17.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays :)</title><content type='html'>Currently @ Newcastle. Like usual, another holiday spent here with sister, niece and nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my niece is starting to like me more :) She always goes "Hug Maddy!" and now i have a new message tone :P And my nephew, he usually doesn't like me that much, well he prefers Vy over me, but this time, without Vy he likes me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to all the squealing, whining and what not. Not used to changing nappies, feeding and actually keeping SOMEONE ELSE company. Dylan keeps annoying me with his want to play wii or other games. Troi oi, so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, the movie, is sooooooo good! I love Kevin. She is so cute! I want a bird like that. Someone want to get me one? :D Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something new today. Like many other days i learn something new, something different. I learnt I can train my niece like her dog. Sit. Hi5. Hug Maddy. She obeys it all :) Except speak, she has a mind of her own. That i cannot train. Oh well. She's close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, no more Niece, no more Nephew. Well only 1 day of all this left. Back home soon. And currently missing Jakey while he is on camp. Hope you didn't sleep on another rock. And two more days hun till your back and till our three months&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-7537563102825370202?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/7537563102825370202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/10/holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/7537563102825370202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/7537563102825370202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/10/holidays.html' title='Holidays :)'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-6864929580857660022</id><published>2009-10-01T03:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T03:26:54.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's finally all over.</title><content type='html'>Exams all finish. No more studying, more useless work that won't even matter to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manda, you REALLY are funny. @ Stanleys house. Manda sits on the table, and we heard a sound.&lt;br /&gt;Vincent: Your fat!&lt;br /&gt;Manda: Fat up!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone laughs&lt;br /&gt;Manda: SHUT UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during History exams. A question about reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;Manda: I wrote Indonesians instead of Aborigines.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHAAHAHAHA! :) I can just sit here and laugh @ you all day. Dw, people laugh WITH you sometimes :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 1 day till holidays! YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY , sleeping in, staying up late, lazy days and NO SCHOOL WORK! No seeing those stupid teachers, no more cramming for exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Fil, keep your hands off my Jakey! Don't want you rubbing your gheyness off onto Jake :P Jks! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-6864929580857660022?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/6864929580857660022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-finally-all-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/6864929580857660022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/6864929580857660022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-finally-all-over.html' title='It&apos;s finally all over.'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-698973896790353969</id><published>2009-09-26T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T04:03:51.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>missyou&lt;3</title><content type='html'>I miss you so much right now Jakey :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day which i was meant to study, but ended up only doing history notes :(, oh well; have to try again tomorrow. Enjoying studying guys? Hope so! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went para today; walked past 3 tbs, one tb hit the other tb's arse and smiled. Tb's these days. :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vy: Let's go JB Hi Fi&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Vy: To look for an ipod armband&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ipood&lt;br /&gt;Vy: Fern, keep those things to yourself!&lt;br /&gt;Then she laughed at me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 4hours+ and been missing you like crazy hun. Why is it SO BORING WITHOUT YOU!? Troi oi. I guess i have to wait a WHOLEEEEEEEEEEE night waiting for you to come home :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-698973896790353969?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/698973896790353969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/missyou3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/698973896790353969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/698973896790353969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/missyou3.html' title='missyou&lt;3'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-1472270773876982483</id><published>2009-09-24T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:05:14.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!</title><content type='html'>I just love being a crow :) I just love annoying the shyt out of Omar. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 down, 1 to go! 1 day till the weekends, yay... Studying hardcoreeee this weekend! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i always do, I learnt something new. I learnt how to unhook a bra with one hand only! Yay! I'm as pro as Derwin now :D It's just as easy as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;grab, twist, voila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Undoing other people's bra is fun as well, as seeing some stuggle to put it back on! I'm so immature.. :3 And terry, this is just for you, DON'T GO UNDOING TERESA'S BRA. GODDAMIT! IT STAYS ON! BEHAVE MISTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a tip for all your year 10s studying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meiosis = my sex, mitosis = my tissue&lt;/strong&gt;; just a little tip from Guzman! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/5879019521490513044-1472270773876982483?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/1472270773876982483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/1472270773876982483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/1472270773876982483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh.html' title='AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-4717277805685035742</id><published>2009-09-21T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T02:16:49.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Open your legs and let Michael kick!</title><content type='html'>Since KAREN wanted me to, i will do a daily blog &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUST FOR HER&lt;/span&gt; :D, well just today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was full of fun fun fun! Like most other Tuesdays. Yoga, once again no Manno nor Mackay :( But yoga videos instead! Like usual, not everyone was doing what the video said *cough* Jamfur. :3 Jamfur had SPREAD her legs out. Then there was Michael. Michael kicked. Then BOOM. Jamfur on the ground. LOLOLOL! In pain from Michael kicking her 'thigh', as she said. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, well started with a REALLY ghey morning. Woke up. OMG IS THERE A FIRE?! Such a pretty red sky, then fell back asleep. Then woke up hitting my head on my side table :( Walking out to head to school, while eating toast, BOOM dust went into my mouth! :@ Stupid dust storm. Was hoping someone got hit by a flying dust ball, but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO that didn't happen! HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People these days just crack me up.&lt;br /&gt;Bell rang for lunch, then the wet weather bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;Some kid outside: OMG! IT'S RAINING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office messenger came into math's room. Khattar gives purple form. Office messenger walks out.&lt;br /&gt;Office messenger: Omg, that was so scary.&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, sitting on silver seats. A green leaf fell on Manda's eyebrow. Made me laugh so much :3; Pris, i know you found it funny too! Stupid Karen for telling her! HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, my memory fails so far of what happened today. At least Karen, i did a blog for you :) So you better &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SMILE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love you cutie :P (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-4717277805685035742?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/4717277805685035742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/open-your-legs-and-let-michael-kick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/4717277805685035742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/4717277805685035742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/open-your-legs-and-let-michael-kick.html' title='Open your legs and let Michael kick!'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-9043727975391891542</id><published>2009-09-18T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:52:47.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>week 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Because you don't know what you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Can you imagine how I feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I feel I'm shining... Burning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;sport -&lt;/em&gt; Another lesson of yoga! :) This time no student teacher, but dvd instead. I was the only one ACTUALLY doing the yoga, you lazy fucks taking pictures and lazying around! Year 12's practising for their year 12 assembly thing, like troi oi, VY PUT YOUR SHIRT ON! NOONE WANTS TO SEE THAT YUCKY BODY OF YOURS! At least it was a good laugh, laughing at the year 12's doing what they called "dancing" to Jai Ho. Someone should've recorded! :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;geography&lt;/em&gt; - My first distinction. Aren't you guys proud? *giggles* For some lame geography competition. Candice enters the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Candice: Sir what do we wear tomorrow for the excursion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ferniie: Nothing ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then people laughed :) But it was a good idea! It was going to be bloody 30+degrees, I rather be naked than in my sport uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;geography excursion!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During our recess breaks, trying to search for the toilet, Me, Amanda and Karen ended up at the top of the tower. Like bro, how stupid were we?! Thinking there was a toilet at the top of the tower. Stupid Mr Mackay's gay directions. The way up and down to the tower was fucking scary! Holes in the stairs :( Why couldn't they just make it like normal stairs WITHOUT holes!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The rest of the group EXCLUDING A PERSON *cough* THUONG; came up. Of course we took luvos, like always LOL! Mr Mackay had something up his arse, confiscating Priscilla's camera and taking the guitar. Like bro, they never said anything about not being able to bring or TAKE people's guitars! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the way back to school, we were singing kiddy songs, BOB THE BUILDER CAN WE FIX IT?!; A whole newwwwwwww world; SPICE GIRLS!; In the jungle, the mighty jungle the lion sleeeeeeeeeeps tonight; and yeah, you get my point. People were looking at us like Wtf?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And alllllllllllllllllllll day, I made crow sounds; I make an uber crow! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;science&lt;/em&gt; - Kathy: DUDE YOUR MAKING ME HUNGRY! YOU SMELL LIKE CURRY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: FINE *turns around and sits on the side bench*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think cooking first period curry, made me smell like an indian all day! :( No offence or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;commerce - Another computer lesson. How funnnnn. *cough* As usual, Jamfur wasn't doing her work. Looking up horoscopes instead. Horoscopes are a load of bullshit. My horoscope: &lt;strong&gt;Today is a great day for Cancer natives to try and get those troubling feelings out once and for all. You've wanted to break the ice about something important, and today provides the support to make it happen. You'll laugh once you do, because your partner was probably thinking the same thing anyway. &lt;/strong&gt;A bit late horoscope tellers, that was so 2 days ago. Lol :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;history - &lt;/em&gt;I was called to the office, DUE TO SOME CERTAIN PEOPLE ON WEDNESDAY SAYING THAT THEY WERE COMING TO SEE ME; THEIR "GF"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ellis: Why are you wearing bright red studs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She went on about something about school policies about gold and silver studs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ellis: Are you trying to set a new trend on how many piercings you can get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: O_O... No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What a retart, who would want to set that trend anyway, I would've lost instantly anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Studying all weekend! Hopefully.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-9043727975391891542?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/9043727975391891542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/9043727975391891542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/9043727975391891542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-8.html' title='week 8'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-6582666795565739010</id><published>2009-09-11T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:14:53.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;7 down, 3 to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;english&lt;/em&gt; - Karen and her baby born spray. She sprayed it on me! :( And i'm apparently allergic to that dirty water! Made me itch :3 and then tears came out. Unexpectingly, it was my turn for speeches, I went up with tears in my eyes. LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lunch/commerce&lt;/em&gt; - Jamfur brought a box of lingerie to school, I opened it while heading to F block. I turned the corner while holding a lacey underwear, then I nearly bumped into some asian substitute and his eyebrows went up and I think he smiled! Then walking up the stairs to A block, I was holding Jamfur's maid outfit, and walked past Mr Mackay, "I learnt so much about you Fern." LOL! I think he thinks i'm some tart that wears those &lt;em&gt;kinky&lt;/em&gt; outfits ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;tennis&lt;/em&gt; - I'm just &lt;strong&gt;too pro&lt;/strong&gt; for Lil Tony! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beat him&lt;/span&gt; :D! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sport -&lt;/em&gt; STUDENTS RAN YOGA! YEAH BABY! That was so fun! :) Kitty is the best teacher! Sashimi, unagi and other Japanese food names for made up yoga poses. LOL ; and at the end, that game with those hand motions, [insert game name here], and the circle getting smaller and all those kodak moments :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;food tech&lt;/em&gt; - looking at all those design and technology projects! The dress with those cds and seashell things on it, &lt;strong&gt;SO PRETTYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/strong&gt;! And Doris's chair was pretty cool too :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUNNAYE, HAPPY2FKINGMONTHS&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ILOVEYOUMORETHANYOUDO :D AND YOU KNOW I'M RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;science&lt;/em&gt; - The crime thing incursion, was so cool! The face reconstruction program, me, Kathy and Benno made a &lt;strong&gt;SEXY &lt;/strong&gt;looking asian guy (H) with a big afro like hair LOL. And the pen test thing, was rather cool. N2S; need to try it out with other felt pens! AND I WAS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! CROSSMAN KILLED THAT LITTLE BOY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;food tech&lt;/em&gt; - Food photography assessment. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yummy white chocolate muffins with a chocolate filled caramel in the middle with caramel sauce drizzled on the top.&lt;/span&gt; Sounds delicious? &lt;strong&gt;NAH DUH IT WAS&lt;/strong&gt;! :D &lt;em&gt;Yummy in my tummy&lt;/em&gt;. *giggles* Others looked pro too, except err. Stanleys. Sorry stanley, purple muffins with blue icing doesn't sound that appetising :P Felicia's muffins were pretty! Obviously, it was Felicia! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;science&lt;/em&gt; - Another lesson filled with &lt;strong&gt;storytime&lt;/strong&gt;! I love storytime! :D And this one was to be extra liked. All those crime stories. And that stupid Korean bankrobber. He walked into a bank with a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EXTRA LONG&lt;/span&gt; rifle, wore a hat and held a bag. He put the bag on the bank counter and asked to fill it up with money. He turned and his long rifle hit his hat off. He was stupid enough to look up at the cameras and looked &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt;. Picked up his hat, looked at the cameras again, took the bag and left. Of course he was caught the next day! &lt;em&gt;Stupid koreans these days, includes you too Steven Suh! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Yay! Holidays soon guys! Enjoy studying for trials! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-6582666795565739010?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/6582666795565739010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/6582666795565739010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/6582666795565739010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-7.html' title='Week 7'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-520506151402111188</id><published>2009-09-04T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T02:53:12.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Another week of school gone. 4 more weeks till holidays! 3 more weeks till trials :( &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;STUDY STUDY STUDY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Tuesday ; &lt;u&gt;yoga&lt;/u&gt; - during some poses, a year9 guy &lt;strong&gt;farted&lt;/strong&gt;! Who made that &lt;em&gt;gastly&lt;/em&gt; sound? Funny though, &lt;u&gt;everyone laughed!&lt;/u&gt; Wait till next week to see if &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; fart again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Wednesday ; &lt;u&gt;science&lt;/u&gt; - mitosis diagram making with playdough, MINE &lt;u&gt;BEAT&lt;/u&gt; YOURS FELICIA, THUONG AND MINA! SUCK SHYT! :D &lt;strong&gt;Who ever said 15yos can't still have fun with playdough? &lt;/strong&gt;And who ever knew &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Benno&lt;/span&gt; steals textas from the school? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;english&lt;/u&gt; - Karen, &lt;em&gt;you crack me up! &lt;/em&gt;Terry's speech; I was able to control my laughter unlike you, he may have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;fobby accent, but no need to laugh hysterically at him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;lunch time&lt;/u&gt; - teachers vs students @ soccer! Teachers won sadly :( Miss Bennedett's &lt;strong&gt;chest passed&lt;/strong&gt; the ball , i know the guys &lt;em&gt;enjoyed that&lt;/em&gt; ;) , not mentioning any names *cough* Derwin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Thursday ; &lt;u&gt;geography&lt;/u&gt; - Stanley, I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so did not&lt;/span&gt; call&lt;/em&gt; you fat! Who knew that you could weigh 72kg?! That's like WAY skinny for a 18xcm tall boy. Stupid Mackay for saying i called you fat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;science&lt;/u&gt; - Another lesson of &lt;strong&gt;STORY TIME!&lt;/strong&gt; Well, just a lot of talking. I was&lt;em&gt; Miss Hoang&lt;/em&gt; and got to sit in the teacher's chair for once! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would make a good teacher&lt;/span&gt; :) Going through the draws and finding a pokemon pencil case; that pencil case was rather cute - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;N2S} steal the pencil case next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;lunch time&lt;/u&gt; - Troi oi Thuong, like Alex isn't &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; cute! &lt;strong&gt;Get over him geez&lt;/strong&gt;, and WHAT'S WITH EVERYONE'S OBESSESSION WITH HIM!? HE'S GOT A GIRLFRIEND GODDAMMIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Friday; the last day of the week! Woopee! &lt;u&gt;commerce&lt;/u&gt; - Failed written essay. Like bro, need to study hard out for trials! If not, going to hurt myself :(! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6th week down, 4 to go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-520506151402111188?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/520506151402111188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/520506151402111188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/520506151402111188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-6.html' title='Week 6'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-5803832002957945260</id><published>2009-09-03T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:46:25.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those happy moments &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377526151549985858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDPiyGCpEI/AAAAAAAAACI/vugsA8y_Vo0/s320/IMG_5623+copy+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Athletics; the group&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377526145834579314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDPiczYdXI/AAAAAAAAACA/uwsPt8PGxdc/s320/SDC12718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thuong's sad face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDPiKZdFiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PiFAuYaDvWM/s1600-h/SDC12815.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377526140893992482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDPiKZdFiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PiFAuYaDvWM/s320/SDC12815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mohammed Masri's fly ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDPhpsAaII/AAAAAAAAABw/tMspOp5J_PE/s1600-h/SDC12690.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377526132113434754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDPhpsAaII/AAAAAAAAABw/tMspOp5J_PE/s320/SDC12690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ferniie&lt;3benno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDPhH5iuuI/AAAAAAAAABo/KcaavGMgGxk/s1600-h/SDC12684.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377526123043404514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDPhH5iuuI/AAAAAAAAABo/KcaavGMgGxk/s320/SDC12684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karen; Ferniie; Kathy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDOqkaPK_I/AAAAAAAAABg/c_y9YGR_cSE/s1600-h/SDC12598+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377525185803922418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDOqkaPK_I/AAAAAAAAABg/c_y9YGR_cSE/s320/SDC12598+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ferniie; Nat; Anne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDOqCXA1GI/AAAAAAAAABY/zh_EjzkqcVQ/s1600-h/SDC12576+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377525176663594082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDOqCXA1GI/AAAAAAAAABY/zh_EjzkqcVQ/s320/SDC12576+-+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday - the girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDOpo2mLrI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6Hq0s67K6YY/s1600-h/5640_122671730241_712250241_2976722_196923_n+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377525169816743602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDOpo2mLrI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6Hq0s67K6YY/s320/5640_122671730241_712250241_2976722_196923_n+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pris; Ferniie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDOpeqduDI/AAAAAAAAABI/c42nPy9aBeA/s1600-h/6493_133985822253_654192253_3680712_2294913_n+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377525167081502770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDOpeqduDI/AAAAAAAAABI/c42nPy9aBeA/s320/6493_133985822253_654192253_3680712_2294913_n+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Blowing those big 1 5 candles!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDOoyT2zJI/AAAAAAAAABA/-47bZKYl0fg/s1600-h/6133_142256352253_654192253_3825817_6112941_n+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377525155175517330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDOoyT2zJI/AAAAAAAAABA/-47bZKYl0fg/s320/6133_142256352253_654192253_3825817_6112941_n+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;Jam's 16th; Ferniie&lt;3jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cherish those moments that we call memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5879019521490513044-5803832002957945260?l=bbyferniie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/feeds/5803832002957945260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/those-happy-moments-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/5803832002957945260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5879019521490513044/posts/default/5803832002957945260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbyferniie.blogspot.com/2009/09/those-happy-moments-3.html' title='Those happy moments &lt;3'/><author><name>bbyferniie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14195487151308086473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0CrgUbk9fAA/SqDPiyGCpEI/AAAAAAAAACI/vugsA8y_Vo0/s72-c/IMG_5623+copy+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5879019521490513044.post-2292111390568520390</id><published>2009-02-25T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:32:42.174-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storyyy ~'/><title type='text'>omg ; must read ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Names have been changed :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After countless hours at Parramatta Westfields trying to find objects representing my friends , I finally found all the items. &lt;em&gt;Penelope&lt;/em&gt;, the closest thing thta i think that resembles here is a refridgerator since she &lt;strong&gt;LOVES&lt;/strong&gt; food and eating. But then I saw it. A &lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; bouncy gym ball. That's &lt;em&gt;Penelope&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping around in Toys R Us I saw even more Penelope's, bouncing around in the cage they were in, then i saw it in the corner of my eye. A shiny, glossy, &lt;em&gt;appealing,&lt;/em&gt; red toy car. I knew that was &lt;em&gt;Vicky&lt;/em&gt;. She's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loud &lt;/span&gt;like car engines, appealing to &lt;strong&gt;boys&lt;/strong&gt; and is sexy like that toy car. Yeah, that must be her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving Toys R Us, I saw this little boy. He was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chubby&lt;/span&gt; and stuffing his face with chocolate chip cookies. I couldn't stop him, he was going to &lt;strong&gt;eat Kaitlin&lt;/strong&gt;! It's too late to save her now. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teresa&lt;/em&gt;, there she was with &lt;em&gt;Julia&lt;/em&gt; in that little girl's arms in those tight, silky dresses with make up on their faces ready to get into another outfit. Those Barbie dolls. That's definitely them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She caught my eye when I went to Myers. It &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; her! &lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt;! I couldn't believe my eyes. It was &lt;em&gt;Amy&lt;/em&gt;! She was a bright, bronze, roll-on eyeliner. She was branded too! Estee-Lauder. She was a must have, I just had to buy her. The eyeliner &lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt; just like Amy! She's bright, catches your eye, and is pretty no matter what! That's &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; Amy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next shop I was headed to was Rebel's Sport. I could just see her getting ready to jump at me, to just leap off that shelf and land in my face. It was &lt;em&gt;Kali&lt;/em&gt;. The bright pink &lt;strong&gt;basketball&lt;/strong&gt; was here. Definitely, 100% sure it was her! Bouncy, elegant somehow, can be thrown, no one cares whether you hurt it or not, but when you get hit by it, it &lt;strong&gt;HURTS&lt;/strong&gt;. I knew it was Kali. She stands out in a crowd of millions and you can&lt;strong&gt; NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; forget her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was headed to General Pants next. Looking for anything and everything. Just anything that would catch my eye, stand out from all the others. I saw &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt;. It was &lt;em&gt;Jemma&lt;/em&gt;. Her favourite brand, it was something she always loved, a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BAG&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Colourful&lt;/strong&gt;, full of life, filled with tonnes of bright smily faces. This is what&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Jemma is like. The smily faces can turn upside down but the end of the day; its a SMILE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted Shoes. My next stop. Absolutely filled with a girl's dream. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHOESSSSSS , yeah you heard me, shoes baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Black stilettos, brown leather boots, red flats. Everything a girl could want! Black high heeled shoes is what we know her best for. This is the item that represents her. &lt;em&gt;Bell&lt;/em&gt;. Bell this, Bell that. Pretty Bell. What else can you say? Sex appealing Bell. Turns on all the guys. Like these shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Black = Slimming = HOTTTTTT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky last was something to represent Shy, Sweet, &lt;em&gt;Sandy&lt;/em&gt;. So mysterious, so different, so fking &lt;strong&gt;SMART&lt;/strong&gt;. I knew what she is! She represents a science book. A's for everything relating to science. 100% for this! She is definitely a science book. Can't be wrong about this. 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