<?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-5781899788590442601</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:32:38.485+08:00</updated><category term='Fan fiction'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Crush'/><category term='Greenpeace'/><category term='Jonathanitisism'/><category term='poem'/><category term='whaling'/><title type='text'>3 Girls. 3 Randomness</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't Say We Didn't Warn You</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-6225687951599081585</id><published>2009-03-05T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T00:19:14.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tabloids</title><content type='html'>Do you know why tabloids always spread like FIRE?! Do you know why at least 90% of the contents are UNREAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss-communication is the answer to those. When A told B certain things, B will tell C that same thing but with different interpretation, language and tone and C will do the same thing to D and it goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how can we know the truth? Go back to A and ask for clearance. That's the only way. Don't be a chicken for crying out loud. I've just been revealed, which I truly believe that God told me to speak or say out something clearly next time so it won't make people misinterpret my original intention. I seriously didn't know that one day, I had a revelation to express myself in a blog, and suddenly some misinterpretation happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be talking about something else, so my own thought is please, if we all want to find and seek the truth, look for the source and ask for clearance. Oh ya, if we feel like saying the truth, do not hesitate to tell so, rather than leave the sentence "hanging". Clear communication is very important. This can avoid conflict of interest. It's better to reveal the truth, even though it's hurtful, cos I believe that's one of the way we can learn about ourselves, and re-build or change ourselves again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not feeling bitter, but I find it rather funny about the whole situation. Cos everyone is telling different things and please do not assume. If you tell somebody that you assume, then that's it. It will become a rumor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how we don't have to be a celebrity to have tabloids all around. hahahaha.I think I should publish a magazine called "Reality Tabloids" hhhmmm that just be fun. Watcha think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-6225687951599081585?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6225687951599081585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=6225687951599081585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6225687951599081585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6225687951599081585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2009/03/tabloids.html' title='Tabloids'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-7097675287193858714</id><published>2009-03-02T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:10:58.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubt</title><content type='html'>"I second-guess myself all the time". That was what Kate Walsh said in her last interview from Redbook magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am too. Recently, I have been given an offer to take up something that is not under my specialty at all. And I am having this mixed-feeling kind of thing going on in my heart, head and even my stomach! It was a very good offer and opportunity but at the same time I might disappoint the person who will give that offer to me. I am doubting myself if I am the right person to do it or if I made the right choice. I am praying to God that He will guide me in this because I am His servant and through Him, nothing is impossible! AMEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this afternoon I had a major case called EMO. I was "emo-ing" the whole afternoon because I was figuratively been stabbed by someone's confession. I never knew my feelings towards someone I care about a lot would be that deep. Maybe, according to a friend, it was not meant to be. Maybe it is just some minor feelings that will pass by one day. I do not know... but maybe and hopefully it will before it gets deeper and deeper. It does matter to me now and it will not next time so I am currenly on a phrase called "passing on". In His time, He will give happiness to me again. In His Time... I believe that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-7097675287193858714?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7097675287193858714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=7097675287193858714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/7097675287193858714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/7097675287193858714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2009/03/doubt.html' title='Doubt'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-2045453778286649234</id><published>2008-09-23T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:32:41.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Much</title><content type='html'>I AM FED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stupid laptop adapter got fried. Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-2045453778286649234?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2045453778286649234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=2045453778286649234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/2045453778286649234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/2045453778286649234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/pretty-much.html' title='Pretty Much'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-4087778936069763537</id><published>2008-09-22T09:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T09:41:28.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children Learn What They Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child live with criticism, he learns to condemn;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child lives with hostility, he learns to fight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child lives with ridicule, he learns to be shy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child lives with shame, he learns to feel guilty;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child lives with tolerance, he learns to be patient;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child lives with encouragement, he learns confidence;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child lives with praise, he learns to appreciate;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child lives with fairness, he learns justice;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child lives with security, he learns to have faith;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child lives with approval, he learns to like himself;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;If a child lives with acceptance and friendship, he learns to find love in the world.&lt;/span&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/5781899788590442601-4087778936069763537?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4087778936069763537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=4087778936069763537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/4087778936069763537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/4087778936069763537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/children-learn-what-they-live.html' title='Children Learn What They Live'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-562957408396990469</id><published>2008-09-21T16:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T16:11:30.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confuse</title><content type='html'>Lately, I don't know what is up to me. I've been feeling a lot of emotions. It's like I don't even know who I am anymore. Everybody ask me to pray, and I did. But I still feel this emotions stuck in my heart and it hurts. I felt love, happy, sad, anger, not appreciated, hate, betrayed, confuse and everything else. So I normally spend my time locked in my room, reading other ppl's article or just merely writing my own materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm going no where. Where should I go? I donno. And they told me to pray and I did. Yet, I still am confuse. People asked me to do things that I'm not. I refused but they asked me. Don't they know that's not who I am? I'm very angry at people and myself. I'm angry for what they did and myself for not being able to Stand up and fight cos I'm a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, why, why? I wish I have the answer. Am I too young and immature to do so? Inexperience? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to end this now. I hate everything that's happening to me now. I wish I was as happy as before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-562957408396990469?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/562957408396990469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=562957408396990469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/562957408396990469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/562957408396990469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/confuse.html' title='Confuse'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-6103795343172826300</id><published>2008-08-21T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:08:53.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life,&lt;br /&gt;Designed to be unfair,&lt;br /&gt;Every youngster will say the same,&lt;br /&gt;Life,&lt;br /&gt;Designed to be a nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;No one ever denies this fact…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I may die young,&lt;br /&gt;Due to my recklessness and temper,&lt;br /&gt;Plus the way my life is heading,&lt;br /&gt;I think,&lt;br /&gt;The sense of direction is going down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life,&lt;br /&gt;As always said is to be fun,&lt;br /&gt;But half the time,&lt;br /&gt;It is nothing but a nightmare fun fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;© Jasima Junaidi 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-6103795343172826300?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6103795343172826300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=6103795343172826300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6103795343172826300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6103795343172826300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-5206800328924482981</id><published>2008-08-01T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:43:03.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something From Facebook (meant to be a chain letter thing)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARIES - The Aggressive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny. Excellent kisser EXTREMELY adorable. Loves relationships, and family is very important to an aries. Aries are known for being generous and giving. Addictive. Loud. Always has the need to be 'Right'. Aries will argue to prove their point for hours and hours. Aries are some of the most wonderful people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TAURUS - The Tramp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aggressive. Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight. Fight for what they want. Can be annoying at times, but for the love of attention. Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of need. Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person. They can be self centered and if they want something they will do anything to get it. They love to sleep and can be lazy. One of a kind. Not one to mess with. Are the most attractive people on earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GEMINI - The Twin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice. Love is one of a kind. Great listeners Very Good at confusing people... Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out. Gemini's will not take any crap from anyone. Gemini's like to tell people what they should do and get offended easily. They are great at losing things and are forgetful. Gemini's can be very sarcastic and childish at times, and are very nosey. Trustworthy. Always happy. VERY Loud. Talkative. Outgoing VERY FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CANCER - The Beauty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST AMAZING KISSER. Very high appeal. A Cancer's Love is one of a kind. Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet in your life. Entirely creative Person, most's are artists and insane respectfully speaking. They perfected sex and do it often. Extremely random. An Ultimate Freak. Extremely funny and is usually the life of the party. Most cancers will take you under their wing and into their hearts where you will remain forever. Cancers make love with a passion beyond compare. Spontaneous. Not a Fighter, But will kick your ass good if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LEO - The Lion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Usually happy, but when unhappy tend to be grouchy and childish. A leo's problem becomes everyone's problem. Most Leos are very predictable and tend to be monotonous. Knows how to have fun. Is really good at almost anything. Great kisser. Very predictable. Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive. Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VIRGO - The One that Waits &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always wants the last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal. Easy to talk to. Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please. A pushover. Loves to gamble and take chances. Needs to have the last say in everything. They think they know everything and usually do. Respectful to others but you will quickly lose their respect if you do something untrustworthy towards them and never regain respect. The do not forgive and never forgetThe one and only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIBRA - The Lame One &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! However, not the kind of person you want to mess with... you might end up crying... Libras can cause as much havoc as they can prevent. faithful friends to the end. Can hold a grudge for years. Libras are someone you want on your side. Usually great at sports and are extreme sports fanatics. Kinda dumb at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCORPIO - The Addict &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY adorable. Loves to joke. Very Good sense of humor. Will try almost anything once. Loves to be pampered. Energetic. Predictable. GREAT kisser. Always get what they want. Attractive. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Loves to party but at times to the extreme. Loves the smell and feel of money and is good at making it but just as good at spending it! Very protective over loved ones. HARD workers. Can be a good friend but if is disrespected by a friend, the friendship will end. Romantic. Caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAGITTARIUS - The Promiscuous One &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found. Loves being in long relationships. So much love to give. A loner most of the time. Loses patience easily and will not take crap. If in a bad mood stay FAR away. Gets offended easily and remembers the offense forever. Loves deeply but at times will not show it feels it is a sign of weakness. Has many fears but will not show it. VERY private person. Defends loved ones will all their abilities. Can be childish often. Not one to mess with. Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! Amazing in bed..!!! Not the kind of person you want to mess with- you might end up crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAPRICORN - The Passionate Lover&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. Grouchy at times and annoying to some. Lazy and love to take it easy. But when they find a job or something they like to do they put their all into it. Proud, understanding and sweet. Irresistible. Loves being in long relationships. Great talker. Always gets what he or she wants. Cool. Loves to win against other signs especially Gemini's in sports. Likes to cook but would rather go out to eat at good restaurants. Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AQUARIUS - Does It In The Water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser. One of a kind, loves being in&lt;br /&gt;long-term relationships. Can be clumbsy at times but tries hard. Will take on any project. Proud of themselves in whatever they do. Messy, and unorganized. Procrastinators. Great lovers, when their not sleeping. Extreme thinkers. Loves their pets usually more then their familiy. Can be VERY irritating to others when they try to explain or tell a story. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PISCES - The Partner for Life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caring and kind. Smart. &lt;strong&gt;Center of attention&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Messy at times and irresponsible!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Smart but lazy.&lt;/strong&gt; High appeal. &lt;strong&gt;Has the last word&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Good to find, hard to keep.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Passionate, wonderful lovers&lt;/strong&gt;. Fun to be around. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Too trusting at times and gets hurt easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Lover of animals&lt;/strong&gt;. VERY caring, make wonderful nurses or doctors. &lt;strong&gt;They always try to do the right thing sometimes get the short end of the stick&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;They sometimes get used by others and hurt because of their trusting&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Extremely weird&lt;/strong&gt; but in a good way. Good Sense of Humor!!! &lt;strong&gt;Thoughtful&lt;/strong&gt;. Always gets what he or she wants. Loves to joke. Very popular. &lt;strong&gt;Silly&lt;/strong&gt;, fun and sweet. &lt;strong&gt;Good friend to other&lt;/strong&gt; but &lt;strike&gt;need to be choosy on who they allow their friends to be&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SERENA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JULIANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;JAJA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts about mine? 80% of what it is sad about me is true! HAHAHA!! The one I striked is bullshit. Seriously! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-5206800328924482981?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5206800328924482981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=5206800328924482981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5206800328924482981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5206800328924482981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-from-facebook-meant-to-be.html' title='Something From Facebook (meant to be a chain letter thing)'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-5853648052797409948</id><published>2008-07-30T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:15:15.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Notes VS Blogspot Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I noticed one thing lately. My Facebook Notes is more popular than my blog. It is sad and to think I was hoping to get some money from my Adsense and that advert thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very short post from me. Most of my ideas are contributed to Facebook! No one reads my blog! Poor me!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-5853648052797409948?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5853648052797409948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=5853648052797409948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5853648052797409948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5853648052797409948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/facebook-notes-vs-blogspot-blog.html' title='Facebook Notes VS Blogspot Blog'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-7124728785073824117</id><published>2008-07-30T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T09:55:08.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAD TV Syndrome</title><content type='html'>The wonders of Mad TV. or What the hell is Mad TV? Taken from wikipedia. Copy sebulat-bulatnya: &lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MADtv&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; is an Emmy Award &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Winning Show and is an American Sketch Comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sketch_comedy" title="Sketch comedy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; television series based on the humor magazine, Mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MADtv&lt;/i&gt; parodies other television shows, celebrities, video clips, songs and etc. The most often celebrities being parodied are Britney Spears, Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey. They do have original characters but the celebrities characters are way dead funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it Syndrome? it's addicted!!!! I'm addicted. After watching a Britney Spears parody, I can't stop watching one after another. It's like a drug!!!! And this parodies are not lame or plain boring, but somewhat hilarious, creative and you will have that pee in ur pants moment. See, these talented comedians are really talented. Debra Wilson who always parodied Whitney Houston, act, talk and sing like Whitney! I love the way she said "BOBBAY!!!!" or "I HATE YOU", "DON'T YOU GO BLOCK MY FACE", "BITCH!". It's totally like Whitney. lol! and and and, she sing like Whitney. Only a lil funnier cos she purposely sounded pitch due to showing Whitney that she was on drug or Not right. (the case of her drug addict and Bobby Brown). lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Britney Spears was her gone nuts case during and after her marriage with Kevin Federline. They made her look like a cheap whore which at the same time isn't funny cos i'm sure the real Britney memang akan TERASA and hurt badly. I feel sorry for Britney. lol. But since this show is a comedy, so I just shrug it off. it's just a Comedy show. Hell they even did Obama-Clinton video clip using Umbrella as the song (made famous by rhianna) shagging each other. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favorite video-clip, song and artist parody celebrity is Shakira's "Whenever, whereever" However, Mad TV changed it into "Whatever, Don't Matter". This lady (I don't know the name), act like a dumb Shakira singing about how she don't really know how to speak English, lucky that she have a hot body cos she only sing in gibberish and because of that it doesn't even matter when she sing about pancakes. hahahaha I found the lyric to the parody song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: Do not  drink or eat anything when you read it. Everything is at your own risk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Baby I was born that far away so,&lt;br /&gt;I speak English as a se-cond language,&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand the words I say,&lt;br /&gt;There's no word that rymes with language,&lt;br /&gt;Lucky that I have a smoken' body,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I only sing in jibberish,&lt;br /&gt;Lucky that I am uh such a hottie,&lt;br /&gt;Watch my hips go quiverish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news for you, I'm double jointed, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever, Don't Matter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can sing about pancake batter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will shake my derier,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you won't go nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bend over, Come Under,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come enjoy my thighs of thunder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll just toss my hips and hair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you won't go nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lucky, that my hips arn't only droopy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I shake them they move mountains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lucky that these breasts are proud and perky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And my lips are full and poutin',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bebabebabababa, Bebabebabababa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time to crawl into the mud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever, Don't Matter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You wouldn't listen if I were fatter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I got a spicy rear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So you won't go nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peek under, turn over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I make no sense if you are sober,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I clash my hips and hair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you won't go nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;See how crazy these people can get? It's really a drug of laughter when you're feeling down or stress to the max. It's all about laughing matter. hahah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-7124728785073824117?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7124728785073824117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=7124728785073824117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/7124728785073824117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/7124728785073824117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/mad-tv-syndrome.html' title='MAD TV Syndrome'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-410485573499576105</id><published>2008-07-25T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T09:47:03.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCJ - Secret Cult of Jutology</title><content type='html'>I know ya'll havent heard this cult or ummm religion yet cos it's not established. Only selected members can ENTER this Jutology. LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the founder of Jutoloy is from a small country gal, whom we shall not speak of the name! (except for one or two ppl) This SCJ is very simple. It's a bout Extreme Pleasure. How do we reach a certain level of extreme pleasure in our life? Why do we need extreme pleasure? What is extreme pleasure? All is answered in Jutology! Muahahahaha (evil laugh) SCJ only have one book called NOSBA and has a lot of verses... it can reach up to 98787654642445 Scriptures come and go through the founder's mind. It is believe that the scriptures were inspired by a certain random words strangers said. So becareful what you speak. One's tongue can be very, very dangerous. All this scriptures will be read to the two of important people in the founder's life. One of them will compile all the scriptures and put it in the book for future reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This SCJ is just very simple compared to other cults or societies. It's even better and NOT complicated than TomKurus' religion! No fees required or whatsoever that involve $$$ to join and embrace SCJ. Just focus on EXTREME PLEASURE... WAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-410485573499576105?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/410485573499576105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=410485573499576105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/410485573499576105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/410485573499576105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/scj-secret-cult-of-jutology.html' title='SCJ - Secret Cult of Jutology'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-6662170207496210759</id><published>2008-07-24T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:30:15.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dead Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This blog is so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YYYYUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Where on Earth is EVERYBODY? Why is no one updating this blog but me? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LoL* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Media/Pix/pictures/2007/03/04/shaun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Current obsession! Hahahahahahahaha!! HE IS SO CUTE!!!!!!!!! Check him out on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;! Hmm... I think I got to go now... since honestly, I am rather in a foul mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-6662170207496210759?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6662170207496210759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=6662170207496210759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6662170207496210759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6662170207496210759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/living-da-vida-loca-of-this-blog.html' title='The Dead Blog'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-5099258694461369208</id><published>2008-07-13T11:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T11:56:37.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEgXDhiayz4&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song. I can't help it. I've been listening to it on repeat lately and to think I have THREE VERSIONS (album, single, original). Haha!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hey Angels... (Yeah, we are the three Angels since Seryna is Jon's Fallen Angel and Jul is Decembers Angel and I am Broken Dark Angel. Haha!) Hey Angels, why is it me alone updating this blog? xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Owh well, with me suffering from nasty Internet connections, I think it will be a little hard for me to update often ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-5099258694461369208?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5099258694461369208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=5099258694461369208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5099258694461369208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5099258694461369208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-2658844430842239341</id><published>2008-06-27T01:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T01:24:52.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Moment =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jul and I hung out at Starbucks (The Spring) to annoy the living daylights of someone. Here is the thing we sent to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/3/11/1807804/Jons-Pisang.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reaction Jul and I got from here was.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/3/11/1807804/wahhaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe... I think I better not say anything more here before I get myself murdered by this particular woman who is in Brunei now. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We WUVE you, Seryna!! *grins*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-2658844430842239341?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2658844430842239341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=2658844430842239341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/2658844430842239341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/2658844430842239341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/classic-moment-d.html' title='Classic Moment =D'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-4884863711574782100</id><published>2008-06-22T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:06:11.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 Reasons why women prefer cucumbers to Men</title><content type='html'>101 Reasons why women prefer cucumbers to Men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The average cucumber is at least 6 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cucumbers stay hard for a week.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cucumbers won't tell you size doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cucumbers don't get too excited.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cucumbers never suffer from performance anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;6. Cucumbers are easy to pick up.&lt;br /&gt;7. You can fondle a cucumber in a supermarket.... and you know how firm it is before you take it home.&lt;br /&gt;8. Cucumbers can get away any weekend.&lt;br /&gt;9. With a cucumber you can get a single room.... and you won't have to check-in as Mrs. Cucumber.&lt;br /&gt;10. A cucumber will always respect you in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;11. You can go to a movie with a cucumber.... and see the movie.&lt;br /&gt;12. You can go to a drive-in with a cucumber.... and you can stay in the front seat.&lt;br /&gt;13. With a cucumber you can always wait until you get home.&lt;br /&gt;14. A cucumber won't eat all the popcorn.... or send you out for Milk Duds.&lt;br /&gt;15. A cucumber won't drag you to a John Wayne Film Festival.&lt;br /&gt;16. A cucumber won't ask: "Am I the first?".&lt;br /&gt;17. A cucumber doesn't care if you're a virgin.&lt;br /&gt;18. Cucumbers won't tell other cucumbers you're a virgin.&lt;br /&gt;19. Cucumbers won't tell anyone you're not a virgin anymore.&lt;br /&gt;20. With a cucumber you don't have to be a virgin more than once.&lt;br /&gt;21. Cucumbers can handle rejection.&lt;br /&gt;22. Cucumbers won't pout if you have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;23. Cucumbers won't care what time of the month it is.&lt;br /&gt;24. Cucumbers never want to get it on when your nails are wet.&lt;br /&gt;25. Cucumbers won't give it up for Lent.&lt;br /&gt;26. With a cucumber you never have to say you're sorry.&lt;br /&gt;27. Afterwards, a cucumber won't: ...want to shake hands and be friends.&lt;br /&gt;28. ...say, "I'll call you a cab".&lt;br /&gt;29. ...tell you he's not the marrying kind.&lt;br /&gt;30. ...tell you he is the marrying kind.&lt;br /&gt;31. ...call his ex-wife or therapist.&lt;br /&gt;32. ...take you to confession.&lt;br /&gt;33. Cucumbers don't leave you wondering for a month.&lt;br /&gt;34. Cucumbers won't make you go to the drugstore.&lt;br /&gt;35. Cucumbers won't tell you a vasectomy will ruin it for them.&lt;br /&gt;36. A cucumber a day keeps the OB-GYN away.&lt;br /&gt;37. A cucumber won't work your crossword with ink.&lt;br /&gt;38. A cucumber isn't allergic to your cat.&lt;br /&gt;39. With a cucumber you don't have to play Florence Nightingale during the Flu season.&lt;br /&gt;40. Cucumbers never answer your phone or borrow your car.&lt;br /&gt;41. A cucumber won't eat all your food or drink all your liquor.&lt;br /&gt;42. A cucumber doesn't turn your bathroom into a library.&lt;br /&gt;43. A cucumber won't go through your medicine chest.&lt;br /&gt;44. A cucumber doesn't use your toothbrush, roll-on, or hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;45. Cucumbers won't leave hair on the sink or a ring in the tub.&lt;br /&gt;46. Cucumbers won't write your name and number on the men's room wall.&lt;br /&gt;47. Cucumbers don't have sex hangups.&lt;br /&gt;48. Cucumbers won't make you wear kinky clothes or go to bed with your boots on.&lt;br /&gt;49. Cucumbers aren't into rope &amp;amp; leather, talking dirty, or swinging with fruits &amp;amp; nuts.&lt;br /&gt;50. You can have as many cucumbers as you can handle.&lt;br /&gt;51. You can eat cucumbers when you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;52. Cucumbers never need a round of applause.&lt;br /&gt;53. Cucumbers won't ask: "Am I the best? How was it? Did you come? How many times?"&lt;br /&gt;54. Cucumbers aren't jealous of your Gynecologist, Ski Instructor, or Hair Dresser.&lt;br /&gt;55. A cucumber won't want to join your sports group.&lt;br /&gt;56. A cucumber never wants to improve your mind.&lt;br /&gt;57. Cucumbers aren't into meaningful conversations.&lt;br /&gt;58. Cucumbers won't ask about your Last Lover.... or speculate about your next one.&lt;br /&gt;59. A cucumber will never make a scene because there are other cucumbers in the refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;60. A cucumber won't mind hiding in the refrigerator when your mother is over.&lt;br /&gt;61. No matter how old you are, you can always get a fresh cucumber.&lt;br /&gt;62. Cucumbers don't leave whisker burns, fall asleep on your chest, or drool on the pillow.&lt;br /&gt;63. A cucumber won't give you a hickey.&lt;br /&gt;64. Cucumbers can stay up ALL night.... and you won't have to sleep on the wet spot.&lt;br /&gt;65. Cucumbers don't leave dirty shorts on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;66. A cucumber never forgets to flush the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;67. A cucumber doesn't flush the toilet while you are taking a shower.&lt;br /&gt;68. With a cucumber, the toilet seat is always the way you left it.&lt;br /&gt;69. Cucumbers don't compare you to a center fold.&lt;br /&gt;70. Cucumbers don't count to 10.&lt;br /&gt;71. Cucumbers don't tell you they liked you better with long hair.&lt;br /&gt;72. A cucumber will never leave you ... ...for another woman.&lt;br /&gt;73. ...for another man.&lt;br /&gt;74. ...for another cucumber.&lt;br /&gt;75. A cucumber will never call and say "I have to work late, Honey", and then come home smelling like another woman.&lt;br /&gt;76. A cucumber never snaps your bra, pinches your butt, or gives you a snuggy.&lt;br /&gt;77. You always know where a cucumber has been.&lt;br /&gt;78. A cucumber never has to call "the wife".&lt;br /&gt;79. Cucumbers never have mid-life crises.&lt;br /&gt;80. A cucumber won't leave you for a cheerleader or an ex-nun.&lt;br /&gt;81. Cucumbers don't play the guitar and try to find themselves.&lt;br /&gt;82. You won't find out later that your cucumber ... ...is married.&lt;br /&gt;83. ...is on penicillin.&lt;br /&gt;84. ...likes you - but loves your brother.&lt;br /&gt;85. A cucumber doesn't have softball practice on the day you move.&lt;br /&gt;86. Cucumbers never tell you what they did on R&amp;amp;R.&lt;br /&gt;87. A cucumber won't ask for a promotion just when you're up for a promotion.&lt;br /&gt;88. Cucumbers don't care if you make more money than they do.&lt;br /&gt;89. Cucumbers won't wear a leisure suit to your office Christmas party.&lt;br /&gt;90. A cucumber won't leave town on New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;91. A cucumber won't take you to disco and dump you for a flashy outfit.&lt;br /&gt;92. Cucumbers never want to take you home to mom.&lt;br /&gt;93. A cucumber doesn't care if you always spent the holidays with your family.&lt;br /&gt;94. A cucumber won't ask to be put through Med School.&lt;br /&gt;95. A cucumber won't tell you he's outgrown you intellectually.&lt;br /&gt;96. Cucumbers never expect you to have little cucumbers.&lt;br /&gt;97. Cucumbers don't say "Let's keep trying until we have a boy".&lt;br /&gt;98. A cucumber won't insist the little cukes be raised Catholic, Jewish, or Orthodox Vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;99. It's easy to drop a cucumber.&lt;br /&gt;100. A cucumber will never contest a divorce, demand a property settlement, or seek custody of anything.&lt;br /&gt;101. No matter how you slice it, you can have your cuke and eat it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this in my email and I was clearing it up when I found this. Hahaha! Crazy things these orang puteh come out with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-4884863711574782100?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4884863711574782100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=4884863711574782100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/4884863711574782100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/4884863711574782100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/101-reasons-why-women-prefer-cucumbers.html' title='101 Reasons why women prefer cucumbers to Men'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-5042872648210548973</id><published>2008-06-18T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:56:14.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeth and L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>Ok, u guys must be wondering why am I still talking about Ms. TEETH!!! Well, I overcame my Fear over TEETH!!! Ever since that last dream, I felt so Good!!!! My bulu roma no longer stands whenever Shanno or Serena mention the word GIGI! lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think ya'll heard about the song L.O.V.E by Nat King Cole. Well, I kinda modified the lyric into more kinda of R rated. hehehe I don't how I cna think of this but it just Pop in my head while I having dinner at Elephant. Ah, I think I know!!!! ELEPHANT!!!! hahahahahaha..... Imagine "Elephant" hahahaha... Anyways, here goes my version of L.O.V.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for the way you Lust for me&lt;br /&gt;O is for the very One you stalk&lt;br /&gt;V is for the very, Various ways to look at me&lt;br /&gt;E is for the  Ecstasy spell that you gave me&lt;br /&gt;LOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehhehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-5042872648210548973?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5042872648210548973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=5042872648210548973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5042872648210548973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5042872648210548973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/teeth-and-love.html' title='Teeth and L.O.V.E'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-8226197233112528401</id><published>2008-06-17T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T01:18:28.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>French Kissing Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thought this might be interesting xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;French Kissing tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a guide to basic kissing, i.e. you learn the basics and get the basics right, then experiment and try different styles and more advanced techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Brush your teeth, get a good bath, nicely groomed and clean and fresh, before meeting the other person. There's nothing worse than kissing the rear end of a garbage truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get into a comfortable position - you can't kiss if your back feels like it's gonna break. Suggestion - Sit side by side on a comfy sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hold your lover , firmly but gently - don't cause pain. Suggestion would be to hold the shoulders, the neck or gently on the side of the face, one side or both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Move your faces closer. Don't bump noses. Suggestion would be the guy angle his face slightly so you don't bump noses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kiss gently, normal closed lips kissing, and close your eyes. Closing your eyes increases the sensations you feel, and also sets the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Continue kissing gently. Get comfortable with simple closed lips, lip-to-lip kissing before going anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If fine till here, tentatively, slowly and lightly draw your tongue across the other person's lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Chances are from here, if the other person lightly parts her tongue, slowly explore the other person's tongue in a light licking motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The tongue has a very sensitive surface, which is why tongue to tongue is the essence of french kissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. After you've tried lightly licking the other person's tongue, you can try sucking on it, wrestling with it ( see if you can hold it to the floor of her mouth ) and other things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Explore the other areas of the mouth. Especially the roof of the mouth. Lightly lick, or tickle the area with your tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Don't bite. whatever you do, don't bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't swing your tongue round and round like a windmill. Explore lightly, don't drill your way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Breathe through your nose. Breathe through your nose. I say again, breathe through your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Follow so far? You can lightly use your hands too, lightly rubbing the other person. Suggestions, along the waist, along the back, the arms, especially the inside of the arm, the neck, maybe running your fingers through her hair. Again, don't cause pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Continue kissing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-8226197233112528401?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8226197233112528401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=8226197233112528401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/8226197233112528401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/8226197233112528401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/french-kissing-tips.html' title='French Kissing Tips'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-3029107369586909247</id><published>2008-06-16T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:59:26.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(1) Fine:This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Five Minutes:If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) Nothing:This is the calm before the storm.This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) Go Ahead:This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) Loud Sigh:This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing.. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) That's Okay:This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7) Thanks:A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says "Thanks a lot" - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say "you're welcome" ... that will bring on a "whatever").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8) Whatever:Is a women's way of saying F*cKYOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(9) Don't worry about it, I got it:Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking "What's wrong?" For the woman's response refer to # 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-3029107369586909247?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3029107369586909247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=3029107369586909247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/3029107369586909247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/3029107369586909247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/9s.html' title='9s'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-6761847688546527870</id><published>2008-06-04T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T00:17:56.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Finally am back!!!!!!!! Been out and about. It's the holidays in Sarawak. We celebrated the feast of GAWAI!!! AGI IDUP AGI NGELABAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didn't update for quite long cos was very depressed with things happened recently. My lovely cat of 6 years just passed away because of UTI. The doctor couldn't do anything about it. I didn't accept the death at first. Was kinda frustrated at God why HE took Sonny away. But now, since I'm kinda rational, I understood the reason. I'm happy he's in a Happy place now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last 2 days, HOLIDAY in SEMATAN. I actually drove my KAncil to Sematan without servicing it even though, I was supposed to get that car serviced a week ago. Even the mechanic told me that the belting is not so good and the drive shaft is kinda spoil. Oy, daredevil me... But I tried limiting my speed to 80Km/h... Normally if i drive up-country, I would drive above 100km/h. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Thank God the journey was fine. hehehe I had fun in SEMATAN. Love the beach. A crab actually chased my friend!!! HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-6761847688546527870?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6761847688546527870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=6761847688546527870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6761847688546527870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6761847688546527870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-4556111764377193921</id><published>2008-05-22T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:08:45.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No MSN till further notice :(</title><content type='html'>Hence the title. I will be stuck in Yahoo! Messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same email different host&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-4556111764377193921?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4556111764377193921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=4556111764377193921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/4556111764377193921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/4556111764377193921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-msn-till-further-notice.html' title='No MSN till further notice :('/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-2477033518661621899</id><published>2008-05-17T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:17:33.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SERYNA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/3/11/1807804/hpybdy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no present. LoL! But this is the best I could do with such limited sources on my computer. Hahahah~ Simple thing though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great birthday today! *hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-2477033518661621899?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2477033518661621899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=2477033518661621899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/2477033518661621899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/2477033518661621899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-seryna.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SERYNA!!'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-1776080271687422818</id><published>2008-05-17T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:00:33.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had to do something about the header. Might modify this thing soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hope you like it. Hahahahhahaa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-1776080271687422818?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1776080271687422818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=1776080271687422818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/1776080271687422818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/1776080271687422818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/surprise.html' title='SURPRISE!!!!!'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-5984724584833621735</id><published>2008-05-16T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T13:27:03.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenpeace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whaling'/><title type='text'>Exposed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" width="430" height="204" id="scandal-homepage" align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.greenpeace.org/international/assets/binaries/home430.swf" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.greenpeace.org/international/assets/binaries/home430.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="430" height="204" name="scandal-homepage" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-5984724584833621735?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5984724584833621735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=5984724584833621735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5984724584833621735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5984724584833621735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/exposed.html' title='Exposed!'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-6158215638476882027</id><published>2008-05-16T05:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:03:42.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Questions, questions, question</title><content type='html'>Something I thought of in the shower... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is that there is a possibility that there are two human beings that are so sdifferent yet so similar in many ways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that although there are many years difference between them and they have not known each other personally yet are so similar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that these two are so similar yet unique in their own ways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it then that can draw these two together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be possible that they are so similar yet different but could compliment each other perfectly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Could this just be crap? LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;J &amp;amp; J u probably know what I'm talking about though... LoL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-6158215638476882027?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6158215638476882027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=6158215638476882027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6158215638476882027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6158215638476882027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/questions-questions-question.html' title='Questions, questions, question'/><author><name>Seryna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547620781687685575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0K3r5Rj9aIo/SBC8oeGbi7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/OGVp0OGTSpM/S220/801708846l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-8833586013498889061</id><published>2008-05-15T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:54:47.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappearance</title><content type='html'>Well, I disappeared from blogging cos I really didnt know what to write. But, lately, I've been occupied with KOREAN SERIES and Movies that I upload from torrent! Hidup TORRENT!!!! WE are pirates aye.... P2P servies = Pirates to Pirates. Ain't that right, Shanno? Ok, I notice that I've becoming more obsess with Korean series. Been watching it non-stop. Marathon. Been pushing aside my work. LOL.... well, hopefully i can get my working spirit back tomoro... LOL!!!!! Oh Shit, speaking of working, I forgot to do something. Oh well, tomoro then. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, as I left early from the office, I cleaned my room cos it was in a mess and promised my mom i would do it. LOL. I came across that I can actually open a CD/DVD shop. it's scattering everywhere!!! Especially Series. lol.. Korean and chinese mostly. lol. I need to buy a cabinet specially for that. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I took a nap, and I dream something really Weird, you don wan to know. But shanno and Serena knew about it. And as usual, Serena just loveeeeeeee to tease me on that. Oh, movie marathon tonight. I watched PS I Love You and Over Her Dead Body... Very nice movies. Romantic comedy and chic flicks. Obvious Im a sucker for this when it comes to Hollywood movies. lol!!! Oh, I can't wait to watch Iron man and Narnia!!! Been waiting for a long time on this. One of the siblings in Narnia is HOT!!!! i think he;s the blonde one (I always fall for a blonde dude).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, while I was at work and chatting with Serea, I watch Autumn in My Heart, AGAIN! I think I watched this too many times, but I never get bored. Maybe cos I like to watch depressing Korean drama. LOL! Plus, the main characters look so good together. I hope they REALIZE they're meant for each other, JUST DO IT already. HAHAHAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, last but not least, Serena showed me Joe's Pic (IMO, it's his finest picture), I LOVE IT. It really reveals him.... I think tomoro I better mandi using the washing machine. The vibration... Oh la la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-8833586013498889061?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8833586013498889061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=8833586013498889061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/8833586013498889061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/8833586013498889061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/disappearance.html' title='Disappearance'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-5431528781659809194</id><published>2008-05-14T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:48:21.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hadn't Been Blogging Lately... Because...</title><content type='html'>I am always playing Sims Life Stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my House... Who lives there? The Whos. John and Jane Who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="329" src="http://www.pgx.com.my/v6/modules/Member_Albums/member/1009711741payah!.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! This is me. Being random. Oh well! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-5431528781659809194?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5431528781659809194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=5431528781659809194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5431528781659809194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/5431528781659809194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hadnt-been-blogging-lately-because.html' title='I Hadn&apos;t Been Blogging Lately... Because...'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-6515046103205202490</id><published>2008-05-11T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:39:17.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathanitisism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>My hormones are screwed up!</title><content type='html'>It's either my no carbs, no milk, no eggs, no meat diet is screwing my hormones up or my hormones are going on overdrive coz of the NKOTB reunion &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;(and Jonathan looking mightly fine...yum!)&lt;/span&gt;. I prefer the second option... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting my "aunty visit" every two weeks (instead of every 28 days) if just a pain in the ass (andmy whole body is aching, esp my back!)!!! It's always like this, when something excites me too much (or as Jul puts it... sexcited) my hormones go crazy and makes me semi crazy too! LoL... Bad enough I barely eat these days... I just hope I don't faint! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Jon's not here to do CPR...hehehe)&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aargh!!!!!!! Yes this is Random!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-6515046103205202490?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6515046103205202490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=6515046103205202490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6515046103205202490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6515046103205202490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-hormones-are-screwed-up.html' title='My hormones are screwed up!'/><author><name>Seryna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547620781687685575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0K3r5Rj9aIo/SBC8oeGbi7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/OGVp0OGTSpM/S220/801708846l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-3022099926110262089</id><published>2008-05-11T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:00:26.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathanitisism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Lurve lurve lurve</title><content type='html'>I love the  last solo album by Joe McIntyre (okay, so you know him as Joey, but old skool Blockheads, we call him Joe)!! It's called to me, lots of Frank Sinatra covers, big band-ish song... So melancholic, lovey dovey!! Now is the song Moon River.... aaawww... I loved "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Way You Look Tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" though, and it's gonna be the song for my first dance at my (future) wedding... LoL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking abt wedding, I was chating wid my sis Saturday nite in my dad's office while he was doing work. I didn't realise he was chatting with my sis until she sent and excerpt of their chat. Appaently my dad asked her if &lt;strong&gt;I am in love coz I'm always smiling and seem to be happy all the time!!!&lt;/strong&gt; hahahaha.... LoL... i told him off right away but laughing. lol.. Hmmm... my parents suspecting something already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as we were about to leave the office my dad was peeking over my shoulder at my screen as I chatted with  my sis and he saw... Jonathan's pic! and he though that Jon's my bf/ love interest!! hahahah... he said, "is that a white guy? I saw a white guy's picture. Is that your boyfriend?" I just laughed and shooed him off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird, my dad think's I'm in love and the poor guy is Jonathan Knight?? hahahah... ROFLMFAO!!! I wonder what my parents would be like if he REALLY is my bf? Probably freaked out, lock me in the room and throw the key away just coz he's much older! hahahah... My sis and I think it's hard for guys to approach us coz of who dad is, coz they think dad has a high expectation for us girls and our future BFs... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ask is a nice down to earth man with a good sense of humor, treats me like a princess, intelligent, well mannered, lets me take charge sometimes (&lt;em&gt;like choosing where to eat...LoL&lt;/em&gt;), romantic, sweet, a slight mr sensitive (&lt;em&gt;hehehe... cute when they pout&lt;/em&gt;), a little shy (&lt;em&gt;cute when they blush&lt;/em&gt;) but not too innocent (&lt;em&gt;a little bad boy-ish!&lt;/em&gt;)!!! hehehehe.... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sounds like... LoL. He's taken over my life!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-3022099926110262089?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3022099926110262089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=3022099926110262089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/3022099926110262089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/3022099926110262089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/lurve-lurve-lurve.html' title='Lurve lurve lurve'/><author><name>Seryna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547620781687685575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0K3r5Rj9aIo/SBC8oeGbi7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/OGVp0OGTSpM/S220/801708846l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-580385364795706635</id><published>2008-05-10T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T13:44:24.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>It Hurts When...</title><content type='html'>It &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you feel &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But not a soul is there to&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; help&lt;/span&gt; you;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you feel &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But no one is there to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you feel &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But no one is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; to be with you;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you feel happy,&lt;br /&gt;But not a soul is there to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;share that feeling&lt;/span&gt; with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you feel like&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; crying&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But not a soul is there &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;to catch your tears&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more when you are &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;near&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And yet the one you adore is far &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;a  p  a  r  t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-580385364795706635?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/580385364795706635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=580385364795706635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/580385364795706635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/580385364795706635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-hurts-when.html' title='It Hurts When...'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-8066012966632402685</id><published>2008-05-09T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:46:26.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathanitisism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Distraction!</title><content type='html'>I had buffet dinner at Sheraton tonight, and I fucking saw this guy whose nose, yes NOSE, reminds me of Jonathan Knight!!! ROFLMFAO... I could not concentrate on my food which was good coz I was supposed to be on diet (&lt;em&gt;so i stacked up my plate with lots of carrots and BBQ prawns coz shelling the prawns takes time and it will give me enugh time to feel fuller... whatever. I could barely finish two plates of those!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only see his side profile but it really makes him look like Jonathan-ish, except Jonathan is thinner, fairer, taller and a whole lot yummier/sexier/ fuckable (muahahahaha)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh yeah, Jul... do you want us to psycho you again tonight???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-8066012966632402685?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8066012966632402685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=8066012966632402685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/8066012966632402685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/8066012966632402685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/distraction.html' title='Distraction!'/><author><name>Seryna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547620781687685575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0K3r5Rj9aIo/SBC8oeGbi7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/OGVp0OGTSpM/S220/801708846l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-6993797847364321866</id><published>2008-05-08T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:50:15.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Manipulating Someone's Mind :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hence the blog below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence that Seryna and I succeeded in manipulating Jul's mind!&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;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Enough said.&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/5781899788590442601-6993797847364321866?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6993797847364321866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=6993797847364321866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6993797847364321866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/6993797847364321866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/power-of-manipulating-someones-mind.html' title='The Power of Manipulating Someone&apos;s Mind :)'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-7801066896701813720</id><published>2008-05-08T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:02:30.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIghtmare</title><content type='html'>You know the usual nightmares we had when we're still a kid, we normally dream about monsters chasing us and stuff like that... or sudenly the lollipop you're eating got bigger than your tiny body and start chasing the hell out of you?? You know that feeling?? and PLease don't bullshit with me that you never had a nightmare before. Well, unless you claim Xenu is your God, then I'll just be ok with it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, as we grew older, our nightmare becomes weirder and weirder. Well I had one and thanks to Serena and Shanno, cos it's their fault. I'm telling ya'll who read this blog, do not even TEMPT to remember your past time especially the bad and weird ones cos it'll seriously haunt you in your dream. So the 3 of us were chatting some crazy stuff and that includes Man Boobs (lol) and suddenly we were thinking about our school time. And Serena mention someone whom I remember VERY Clearly because, well, she's the popular one in the school and she's the teachers' pet. All the teachers love her to death!!! Yes, I dare to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see what was so special about her except for the fact that she had this weird set of teeth. Makes me feel like fixing it for her with my own hand, every time we talk. LOL. But, actually the reason why I remember her very clearly because she DID something that make my reputation in school WENT DOWN TO THE DRAIN. She accused me for being a Lesbian. HELLO?!!! I have lesbians friends, and I respect them, But I'm not one of them. I appreciate Dicks, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I believed she forged my signature and send the "love letter" to our disciplinary teacher that time. The counseling session was more like a therapy session. You know, since, my school is a all-girl mission school, so they told me many times that liking the same sex is WRONG. Gosh, no matter what and How i prove to them that I was not, there's no point in it cos they just won't believe. Oh ya, they suspected my "lover" is my best friend since Primary 1. We are still best friend. We're very close till now. We are like a pillow to each other.... But having the same sex as your best friend doesn't mean you're a lesbian. Duh!!! So immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I didn't know why SHE has something against me. Is it maybe because she's jealous of me thatI have such a wonderful friend??? Then, SERENA and SHANNO simply said that maybe SHE wanted my attention cos SHE LIKES ME. Yuck!!!! PLease lah, I don't think she was like that during that time. NOw?? I don't know. Maybe she's changed? or maybe she is ONE?!!! gosh, this thought gives me a creep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Serena and Shanno couldn't stop teasing me about her. I tried looking for her from any means; facebook, friendster, multiply and myspace. I can't even FIND one. Gosh, this lady must be invisible or just never use the Internet. hahahaha Then this crazy thought appeared in my head, maybe she changed her sex to a male. HAHAHA we'll never know right. We left school for so long so anything can happen within that period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I came across to her sis' page in facebook. I couldn't open her profile cos she put it to private. Then I remembered her sis actually took my sweater because she said that sweater cannot being used in school. and THAT'S MY FAVORUITE SWEATER!!!! So I remained calm, and just forgive her. As I graduated, I wanted to claim back the things that was taken from me. I searched inside the box, but I couldn't find my sweater. I asked the principal and she said she never saw one. NOW, THAT'S WEIRD.... Then I realised I was never given a demerit for it, when I check my demerit records.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THIS SERENA AND SHANNO gago said maybe Her sis took the sweater for her so she can smell my sweater and bring it on her bed... EWwwwww... This girls, just can't stop teasing me. Then I told me more about why this particular girl like to bully me last time. Seriously, I didn't know despite trying to IGNORE Serena and Shanno's teasing about her being crazy for me. Ewwww..... Please ladies, don't think very far ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of these 2 ladies teasings and bullying, I end up dreaming that girl and her sis chasing me cos I finally took my sweater. The faster I ran, the closer they were to me. I was terrified because when they chase me, they had this papparazzi thing kinda face. Issshhh.... I was sweating when I woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, ya'll learn the lesson then. NOT to REMEMBER your PAST before you go to bed. But, I hope I can find that girl somewhere cos I wanna see if she fixed her teeth!!!! her teeth is haunting me!!! LOL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-7801066896701813720?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7801066896701813720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=7801066896701813720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/7801066896701813720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/7801066896701813720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/nightmare.html' title='NIghtmare'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-9154912393177867751</id><published>2008-05-07T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:50:45.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Use For a Title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I FINISHED MY TRINITY BLOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally get to the last episode... but there is bound to be a continuation! The bad guys didn't die. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finished TWO Care Bears movies last night! Hopefully, I can watch the third one. I think I've never seen the third one. &lt;em&gt;Care Bears in Wonderland&lt;/em&gt;. I am feeling so blur right now. I don't know what to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will add later. Adieu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-9154912393177867751?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/9154912393177867751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=9154912393177867751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/9154912393177867751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/9154912393177867751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-use-for-title.html' title='No Use For a Title'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-7049305699614501714</id><published>2008-05-07T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:58:12.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Jonathan can Blow My Mind Any Time</title><content type='html'>hahahahha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in THAT sense (the x rated sense) but meaning make my head spin, make me go wild, ermm... Ok whatever Ja &amp;amp; Jul, stop laughing (&lt;em&gt;okay, I need to get a name starting with J too... Mrs Jon... LoL&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm random stuff.. NKOTB has a song off their first album entitle "&lt;em&gt;Did I (Blow Your Mind This Time)&lt;/em&gt;" and no, that wasn't abt sex or anything (13 year old Joe singing THAT would be so wrong!! LoL)... lyrics &lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/Lyric.nsf/Didn"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random, random, random... nothing random to think of... let me see.... I'm having dinner in Coffeezone now, having French onion soup and Fish Meneuir (spl?) and a glass of fresh orange juice (or OJ as they say in USA... erm OJ sounds so wrong. Stop giggling J &amp;amp; J!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day there was a thread on favourite NKOTB lyrics and mine end up being two lines from Happy Birthday by Jon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On this day for you,&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna love you in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;any way&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL... was telling Jul &amp;amp; she and I came up with really x rated stuffs that you wouldn't wanna know... LoL... Hmm... today was about school uniform eh, Jul? *wink, wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I didn't post anything about my amazing thing that happen yesterday! Poor Adeline hearly got a heart attack when I told her... LoL... About me being engaged... &lt;em&gt;Damn I left my ring at home. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(check my own blog in the next few days for the 'scoop')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-7049305699614501714?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7049305699614501714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=7049305699614501714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/7049305699614501714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/7049305699614501714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/jonathan-can-blow-my-mind-any-time.html' title='Jonathan can Blow My Mind Any Time'/><author><name>Seryna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547620781687685575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0K3r5Rj9aIo/SBC8oeGbi7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/OGVp0OGTSpM/S220/801708846l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-1236128225566840400</id><published>2008-05-07T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:09:34.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gonna Blow Your Mind</title><content type='html'>I just heard the 2008 version of Carly Smithson's I'm Gonna Blow Your Mind. Well, sure it sounded different cos her voice got deeper as she grew older... She 1st sang that song when she like what, 17?? So I still can't see why these ang-mo that we keep on saying Genius don't understand the common sense of when a person gets older their voice tend to change? Bodoh. Anyway, to say that this song is about giving her man a BJ? WTH? I don't see any thing about giving a BJ in this song. It doesn't mean that Blowing ppl's mind means you gotta give them a BJ. So, does it mean that when I blew Serena and Shanno's mind means I gave them a BJ? YUCK... Please lah, that's impossible cos for sure, they don't have dicks. They have Pussies. Plus, it's disgusting to think like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowing ppl's mind can mean anything, people. Just because of the word "blow" ya'll have this pervert mind. It can mean by having fun with the person you like like going to a Carvinal or something. Or, dance in the club. Or, some girls like to show off their brain skills to guys for attention. It can mean more than just a BJ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off topic: Serena gave me a latest pic by Tommy Page. He was with NKOTB. Well, glad to know they are still pals. Even though he don't look as good as before but his man boobs still look HOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-1236128225566840400?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1236128225566840400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=1236128225566840400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/1236128225566840400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/1236128225566840400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-gonna-blow-your-mind.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna Blow Your Mind'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-9207453242344517821</id><published>2008-05-06T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T02:19:25.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I f*cking hate losing</title><content type='html'>So I gotta keep this short and simple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NKOTB Rules n BSB can never beat them!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if they r kicking our asses at the moment, Blockheads will fight back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shieeet! My laptop is a little jammed! Must be voting too much but, hell... So what if I've vote 400 times and counting... I never give up! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue this blog in 30 minutes time... 12.25am now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: 2.11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooh!! Summertime ROCKS! FYI Summertime is the new NKOTB single in 14 years (!) which was played on radios on 5 May 2008. Someone ripped it from the radion and now I can play it on my laptop on repeat mode... 13 times so far!! BUT I will get the official original single thru iTunes (damn, need to get my a/c set up and get the prepaid card...which will cost me a bundle!) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if the Brunei DJs even heard it yet?? Can I appoint myself as the all knowing uptodate NKOTB fan in Brunei at the moment? LoL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Just being random coz I don't know what to write here... (Unless you want me to proclaim my love for.... LoL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Good night... Jul will dream of man boobs, Ja of Pocoyo and me of grooving to the groovylicious Summertime with NKOTB on the beach! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-9207453242344517821?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/9207453242344517821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=9207453242344517821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/9207453242344517821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/9207453242344517821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-fcking-hate-losing.html' title='I f*cking hate losing'/><author><name>Seryna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547620781687685575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0K3r5Rj9aIo/SBC8oeGbi7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/OGVp0OGTSpM/S220/801708846l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-4141106182497983648</id><published>2008-05-05T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T17:08:39.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness Strikes Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Disney cartoons... Who said Disney are only for children? I am 24 years old and yet, I still love Disney cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney brings back memories. I think I did blog about Disney in my own blog. Haha! Today, I was watching Disney cartoons on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;. Since I woke up till now, I've been watching Disney cartoons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've been watching Donald Duck getting tensed with the world. I just love Donald. He is so cute. He gets angry easily. If there was such a character like him, I would annoy the living daylights of him just to hear him GRUMBLE! Haha! It will be so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jul just asked me a question on MSN... "&lt;em&gt;I wonder what will happen if Mickey is dating Daisy?&lt;/em&gt;" Hahaha! That would be an INTERRACIAL relationship! Haha! Oh God, I don't think I want to imagine anything explicit about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, Seryna's obsession hadn't moved from her New Kids on the Block. Jul is still 'drooling' over her Tommy Page &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and his man boobs&lt;/span&gt;! Gosh! I don't think the three of us can actually meet up. I think people will look at us silly. People, which a narrow mind, might find us a little too much. But heck, if you are not open minded, who will? At least, we are not hypocrites. We don't say, "Eww" when other people are talking about sex. Instead, we make the situation worse! Haha! We continue talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the best thing about friendship like ours. Some people may find it intimidating but I don't. It is just me, I guess. But with friendship like this, life is very colourful. That is the cool part about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, I need to put in the comment feedback thingy.. but it tends to screw up the entire layout. It is sickening. Seryna! Heelllpppp~~~~~~~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-4141106182497983648?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4141106182497983648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=4141106182497983648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/4141106182497983648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/4141106182497983648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/randomness-strikes-again.html' title='Randomness Strikes Again!'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-906449306718379620</id><published>2008-05-05T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T12:00:46.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The importance of Testimonial</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... I was suppose to give a testimonial on my experience during ER08 this Wednesday. Fist thing, Why would I even Kepo saying OK, I will give? Maybe I memang kepo once in a while. Biasalah, woman. Unlike Seryna, memang Kepo every day with her NKOTB. lol. I'm kinda nervous cos I don't know what to say during the testimonial session. I pray that God will lead me thru this whole process. I do have some ideas on what to say but just that I need to arrange it properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so what is the importance on giving a testimonial? To share my experience with the others or to minister to the youths so that they will be involve in the next ER09? hmmmm.... maybe the answer is both. I understand being a servant in this kind of event doesn't stop when the event has finished, but it's for me to continue serving no matter where I go and what I do. So maybe giving out a testimonial is part of a servant's job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Off topic now, yesterday went for a potluck (sp?) and I brought Korean Mandu (dumplings) Yummy!!!!!!! I came to love Korean food. Some of it, since most Korean food contain Red Meat. So, obviously Koreans are not vegetarians. Poor Vegetarians who live in Korea. lol. I came to like Korean culture also as I'm becoming obsses of their Drama Series and of course the Actors... So Handsome giler!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, We 3 girls chatted about Man Boobs. lol. One of us asked why am I so into Man Boobs. hmmm makes me wonder as well. I forgot my answer. But now, I think I like it because it Colors my eyes when I look at them. HAHAHA. Such a perv if You think like a perv. Man boobs will look nice if they know how to keep it well (exercise). But not too big and Flat lah. hahaha. And as a general knowledge, man boobs is actually an underdevelop boobs. Do you know that Male organs also exist in Female organs and vice versa?? Don't believe me, pls Wiki it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-906449306718379620?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/906449306718379620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=906449306718379620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/906449306718379620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/906449306718379620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/importance-of-testimonial.html' title='The importance of Testimonial'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-352500237791310622</id><published>2008-05-03T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T15:55:39.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>More randomness... and obsessive-ness</title><content type='html'>NKOTB vs BSB... NKOTB rules! Coz they are the so called "father" of all white boy bands! LoL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, BSB did a cover of NKOTB's Please Don't Go Girl and butchered it! LoL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old skool rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If they had a concert featuring NKOTB, Boyzone &amp;amp; Take That... Ooooh!!! We 3 random girls will go on a road trip. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Saying that, I plan to be a groupie anyway...&lt;/span&gt; LoL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-352500237791310622?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/352500237791310622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=352500237791310622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/352500237791310622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/352500237791310622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-randomness-and-obsessive-ness.html' title='More randomness... and obsessive-ness'/><author><name>Seryna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547620781687685575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0K3r5Rj9aIo/SBC8oeGbi7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/OGVp0OGTSpM/S220/801708846l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-7003832763948457581</id><published>2008-05-03T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T14:51:01.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparta vs Nora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kiss108.com/pages/Iownyourmomssoul.html"&gt;NKOTB vs BSB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which would you choose? Seryna has to stay out of that one. She's been voting almost non-stop for NKOTB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Seryna have this obsession for NKOTB, JulieAnne and her Indian songs... I on the meanwhile, I am in love with Mr. Safety's cat, Sparta the Mean Kitty. Here is the video. Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qit3ALTelOo&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The lyrics are here, too.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this little kitty about 2 months back&lt;br /&gt;he was the nicest little kitty, now a pain in my crack&lt;br /&gt;This little kitty is a ninja, always stalking my feet&lt;br /&gt;This little kitty is a warrior you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's an evil little kitty look what he did to my hand&lt;br /&gt;tries to get in trouble in any way that he can&lt;br /&gt;I could give this cat a toy, but he'd rather have the wrapper&lt;br /&gt;and I will always give him water, but he still drinks from the crapper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could lock him in a closet and he just won't care&lt;br /&gt;kitty chews on my shoes and he licks my hair&lt;br /&gt;always scratching on my favorite chair and jumping on the couch&lt;br /&gt;playing in the window sills and tearing through the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so full of energy and easily amused&lt;br /&gt;kitty will attack anything that moves&lt;br /&gt;Causing trouble, starting battles just so he could be a little part of&lt;br /&gt;he's a meanest little kitty so we named him sparta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;little bitty kitty wanna bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go&lt;br /&gt;are you stalking me?&lt;br /&gt;are you under the couch, quite possibly&lt;br /&gt;ears laid back so you don't get caught&lt;br /&gt;ready to pounce my leg with everything that you got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're probably watching me from across the room&lt;br /&gt;concentrating contemplating on attacking me soon&lt;br /&gt;You're not invisible kitty, I'm gonna find you first&lt;br /&gt;Come out come out before I make things worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen where you hide and I know where you've been&lt;br /&gt;Hey kitty why don't you give in&lt;br /&gt;Even if you try to sneak up on me, I'm prepared&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've got my safety gear on and I'm not scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I hear a kitty cat under the bed&lt;br /&gt;I know your making noises just to mess with my head&lt;br /&gt;You can stalk me all you want, but I'm not your pray&lt;br /&gt;cause you always seem to find me first, but not today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;Come on out, I'm gonna get you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 'em cornered&lt;br /&gt;and now he's mine&lt;br /&gt;He's not gonna get away this time&lt;br /&gt;I'll snatch him up fast before he can blink and then...&lt;br /&gt;Aw man! He's asleep in the sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is with this cat? I'm confused&lt;br /&gt;He's got a bed, but it's never been used&lt;br /&gt;In every waking moment, kitty's out for the fight&lt;br /&gt;then [fart] next minute kitty's out like a light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I let this creature live inside of my home&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep an eye on him when I'm on the phone&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little afraid to leave this cat all alone&lt;br /&gt;this kitty may destroy everything that I own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at him now, I kinda feel bad&lt;br /&gt;He's the best little cat that I've had&lt;br /&gt;and the one big thing I forgot to mention, was that&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't fighting, he just wanted attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite&lt;br /&gt;Hey little sparta what is with all the fight&lt;br /&gt;showing love, that's all this kitty does&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so cute!! Sparta, I mean. There is another one thought. Not Sparta but Nora the Piano Cat. It is cute but not as cool as Sparta the Mean Kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UdHg8ogCXAo&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is quite scary this one though. Nora the Piano Cat. No doubt she is cute but I would prefer the videos on Sparta. It is like as if he is acting. It's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I better stop now, before I CATify some people. Hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-7003832763948457581?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7003832763948457581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=7003832763948457581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/7003832763948457581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/7003832763948457581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/sparta-vs-nora.html' title='Sparta vs Nora'/><author><name>Shano Jay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fQwYM1ZgCC0/TECl72zQQFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Q2rdBIsCuxU/S220/34864_10150223659115442_572260441_13402025_3270818_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-4529683025253029187</id><published>2008-05-03T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T03:54:27.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fan fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>Just being random coz &lt;em&gt;some people&lt;/em&gt; complained that I've not blogged here yet. LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 3.45am in the morning, and hell I don't know what to blog about! LoL... Just finished reading a &lt;strong&gt;fan fiction&lt;/strong&gt; on Jordan Knight (with a few mentions of Jonathan =p hehehe)... It's hilarious. I think this is the most hilarious fan fiction I've ever read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Jordan got a girl pregnant at 13, his son got a girl pregnant ant 13, his  son's son (grandson) got a girl pegnant at 13 too! LoL... He had twin sons the same age as his grandson and another child at the same time as his grandson and... so did his son!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer is brilliant, she's nuts! LoL... I wish I could write a fan fiction like this but nah, I'd probably end up making it a little too X rated! Saying so, I'm working on my first fan fiction in 7 years aright now. I stopped writing when I go to uni coz I started writing scripts for assignments instead. LoL... Maybe I should post one up some day... &lt;em&gt;Maybe the one my lecturer deemed a little to soft porn!&lt;/em&gt; LoL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off now. I need my sleep... After I'm done on nkotb.com... LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: my fellow co-bloggers on this blog will kill me if I go on and on abt NKOTB, so leaving that to my own &lt;a href="http://princess-rulez.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-4529683025253029187?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4529683025253029187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=4529683025253029187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/4529683025253029187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/4529683025253029187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Seryna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11547620781687685575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0K3r5Rj9aIo/SBC8oeGbi7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/OGVp0OGTSpM/S220/801708846l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5781899788590442601.post-292905026805337083</id><published>2008-05-02T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:10:01.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Blues.....</title><content type='html'>I just realize that my office is very DIRTY. I mean it literally!!!! Gosh, when I dust my office, I can see spider web around each corner! I think the cleaning lady is not doing her job. Will talk to her about that later. Thank God I didn't become a spiderwoman.... though, I wish I can have some super power. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been really a while I didn't blog. Most of my blogs are dead. Can't even remember the address. Even my friendster blog is dead. LOL. Don't know what to say cos I'm in my holiday mood. Ah, I wish it's still holiday. But this is reality and it sucks. Ooh, tomorrow's my church friend's wedding. I'm so excited to sing for her wedding. hehehe. Then after that is My first class for my final semester. BORING. I still want my HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm debating with myself whether I should or should not watch this new Korean Series!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hence, my friday blues at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5781899788590442601-292905026805337083?l=threerandomgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/292905026805337083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5781899788590442601&amp;postID=292905026805337083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/292905026805337083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5781899788590442601/posts/default/292905026805337083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threerandomgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday-blues.html' title='Friday Blues.....'/><author><name>JulieAnne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853445665688559945</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-5781899788590442601.post-4486109123209511552</id><published>2008-05-02T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T01:33:28.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hence the title. I bid you welcome! This is the place where THREE insane girls blog about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a very random blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. 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