<?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-7005062</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:27:23.179+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the sleepless nights of a teenaged insomniac</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>278</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-114133576296219814</id><published>2006-03-02T22:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T22:42:42.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`mmmmoved</title><content type='html'>i've moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ichbinschnelle.livejournal.com"&gt;http://ichbinschnelle.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link me.&lt;br /&gt;i wont be deleting this blog btw.&lt;br /&gt;so if you still want me to link ya, i can, but on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-114133576296219814?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114133576296219814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=114133576296219814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114133576296219814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114133576296219814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/03/mmmmoved.html' title='`mmmmoved'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-114105775928404407</id><published>2006-02-27T17:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T17:29:19.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`it's aliveeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>donc,&lt;br /&gt;short update.&lt;br /&gt;i'm alive! lol. it's still the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;and the whole gang's here.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;gonna be working on something that will hopefully&lt;br /&gt;be meaningful to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;au revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-114105775928404407?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114105775928404407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=114105775928404407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114105775928404407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114105775928404407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-aliveeeeeeeee.html' title='`it&apos;s aliveeeeeeeee'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-114063761794228243</id><published>2006-02-22T20:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T20:46:58.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`he smelt like mutton</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe one day you and me would have,&lt;br /&gt;one more shot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to 98.7 right now.&lt;br /&gt;some song about smelling like mutton.&lt;br /&gt;something about uncle mutton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;is this what people in singapore are listening to?&lt;br /&gt;i baked cookies today! they were fab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nells, it's okay. one letter's enough.&lt;br /&gt;it's still a reply &amp; it'll make me happy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;does diy wanna send me her letters too? lol.&lt;br /&gt;she's got some really old letters.&lt;br /&gt;she just forgot to send em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo hoo! thanks for burning the cds for me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll send you my cookie recepie.&lt;br /&gt;choc chip cookies from scratch!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched this movie about &lt;b&gt;Mozart&lt;/b&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;i havent finished watching it yet. lol.&lt;br /&gt;the guy who plays Mozart is kinda cute. lol.&lt;br /&gt;he's got this funny laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that reminds me of me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that i've got about&lt;br /&gt;4 months of school left!&lt;br /&gt;then it's summer. like whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spring's here. aint that cold no more.&lt;br /&gt;i cant bear to leave everyone in july.&lt;br /&gt;wtf happened to the past one year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i go to my dad's school &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my math teacher's husband's school&lt;br /&gt;(who's also my dad's friend)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;the husband of my math prof. not the school lol&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh maroon5's on.&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of nithya. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i got your card! lol.&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty! thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i smell dinner!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-114063761794228243?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114063761794228243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=114063761794228243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114063761794228243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114063761794228243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/he-smelt-like-mutton.html' title='`he smelt like mutton'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-114046082451451346</id><published>2006-02-20T19:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:40:24.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`fate fell short</title><content type='html'>people, do &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=shannelle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/nohari?name=shannelle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=shannelle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/nohari?view=shannelle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are for what other people thought of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-114046082451451346?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114046082451451346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=114046082451451346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114046082451451346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114046082451451346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/fate-fell-short.html' title='`fate fell short'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-114045112545368324</id><published>2006-02-20T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T16:58:45.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`semester's coming soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;why the fucking coat?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays havent been too bad.&lt;br /&gt;it's only the second day.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching a lot of movies lately.&lt;br /&gt;the exorcist, deuce bigalow and the pianist.&lt;br /&gt;the exorcist....was funny! lol.&lt;br /&gt;the whole pea soup thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda freaked out by the girl tho.&lt;br /&gt;she really did look possessed/mad.&lt;br /&gt;the way she swore in the film made me laugh&lt;br /&gt;so-fucking-much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss school.&lt;br /&gt;i miss singapore.&lt;br /&gt;i miss nasi ayam goreng! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soft fluffy lambs are cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-114045112545368324?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114045112545368324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=114045112545368324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114045112545368324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114045112545368324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/semesters-coming-soon.html' title='`semester&apos;s coming soon'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-114029136846904718</id><published>2006-02-18T20:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T20:37:42.083+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`if things arent bad enough to change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daddy's little defect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremie loved sugarcult!&lt;br /&gt;lol. after 6 months of school,&lt;br /&gt;i finally gathered enough courage&lt;br /&gt;and biz-ed jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was half expecting him to like&lt;br /&gt;give me this&lt;br /&gt;"oh my god, wtf is she trying to do!?!"&lt;br /&gt;panic stricken look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked him what color his eyes were&lt;br /&gt;and he came really close, grinned&lt;br /&gt;and let me stare into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i sound so odd.&lt;br /&gt;but yes. i stared into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;and laughed cause i had no idea what color they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he's got blue green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;really beautiful blue green.&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling in love... again.&lt;br /&gt;someone should slap me everytime i feel like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my english teacher actually guessed&lt;br /&gt;that i had a crush on jeremie. lol.&lt;br /&gt;well, i write to her about school&lt;br /&gt;before every vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once i wrote to her about&lt;br /&gt;my lack of self confidence&lt;br /&gt;and how i always seem to become&lt;br /&gt;dumbfounded when i try to talk to a particular boy.&lt;br /&gt;and she guessed it was him. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not many decent boys in my school. :/&lt;br /&gt;she's actually trying to get us to do an assignment together.&lt;br /&gt;oh what fun! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my english teacher!&lt;br /&gt;i love yi qin.&lt;br /&gt;i love jeremie. (yes i do!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;shannelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-114029136846904718?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114029136846904718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=114029136846904718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114029136846904718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114029136846904718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/if-things-arent-bad-enough-to-change.html' title='`if things arent bad enough to change'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-114010968366311568</id><published>2006-02-16T17:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:08:03.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`just because we move units</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;drop a heart&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;break a name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremie returned my blink182 CD.&lt;br /&gt;and he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;so that was good i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;i loaned him my sugarcult CD today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sugarcult is fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;seriusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my mum's nagging at me.&lt;br /&gt;god knows why.&lt;br /&gt;she thinks i'm angry cause of sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not angry at all!&lt;br /&gt;and the more she goes on and on,&lt;br /&gt;i'll eventually get pissed for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fuckin cold today.&lt;br /&gt;it's raining in the middle of winter.&lt;br /&gt;so imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's out in two days.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'll be able to survive&lt;br /&gt;the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the parent teacher's reunion is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;oh god. i'm just starting to realise how&lt;br /&gt;much worse my week's going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, we're doing lutte for P.E tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;it's fun watching boys hugging and&lt;br /&gt;rolling around on the floor!&lt;br /&gt;(lol! it's kinda like wrestling and jodo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jeremie's fantastic at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alors, i'm getting bored now.&lt;br /&gt;love love love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-114010968366311568?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114010968366311568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=114010968366311568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114010968366311568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114010968366311568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-because-we-move-units.html' title='`just because we move units'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-114000260413727185</id><published>2006-02-15T12:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T12:24:08.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`shannelle and her hot blonde</title><content type='html'>you guys should really see &lt;a href="http://everyday-paper.blogspot.com/2006/02/shanelle-and-jeremie-her-hot-blonde.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;nilah did it and it so funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-114000260413727185?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/114000260413727185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=114000260413727185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114000260413727185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/114000260413727185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/shannelle-and-her-hot-blonde.html' title='`shannelle and her hot blonde'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113995175000488200</id><published>2006-02-14T21:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:15:50.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`love is singular only in syllable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i could be your first real heartache&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'd do it over again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's valentines!&lt;br /&gt;mine was anti climax.&lt;br /&gt;how was yours? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave out little notes today.&lt;br /&gt;(most importantly, one for my one true love.)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;yes nilah, the white boy who's trying to be black&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out from a source that&lt;br /&gt;he liked my note. lol.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, i actually told him why i loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loaned my blink cd to fanny&lt;br /&gt;and she was going to give it back to me today.&lt;br /&gt;but guess who wanted to borrow it?&lt;br /&gt;my one true love, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt expect that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. he surprises me.&lt;br /&gt;first he listens to sean paul.&lt;br /&gt;then he dons an afro.&lt;br /&gt;now he's showing interest in punk rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've confirmed that i'm 2nd in class.&lt;br /&gt;right behind my one true love.&lt;br /&gt;(lol! i know you're getting sick of this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing german for 6 mths&lt;br /&gt;and i'm doing better than those who&lt;br /&gt;have been doing it for the past 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel good today.&lt;br /&gt;i made people happy with my notes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm introducing good music to others.&lt;br /&gt;i'm making my parents happy with my grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and overall, that makes me really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keiran emailed me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;lol. the ex boyfriend that i love. lol.&lt;br /&gt;he sent me some pics that he took while he was in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. he looks cold in some.&lt;br /&gt;but in the others, he looks like...&lt;br /&gt;a newport brat!&lt;br /&gt;lol. he's the total contraire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post the pic one day.&lt;br /&gt;well, i think i should go now&lt;br /&gt;before i start with the whole&lt;br /&gt;"one true love" thing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gros biz,&lt;br /&gt;shannelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113995175000488200?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113995175000488200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113995175000488200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113995175000488200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113995175000488200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-is-singular-only-in-syllable.html' title='`love is singular only in syllable'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113967862692525877</id><published>2006-02-11T17:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T18:23:46.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`your best kept secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;je serai votre meilleur secret gardé &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;et votre plus grande erreur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't say much about today.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened in school.&lt;br /&gt;mmm. i've added fanny on msn!&lt;br /&gt;(j'ai ajouté fanny sur msn!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really happy.&lt;br /&gt;i've been talking to here all afternoon&lt;br /&gt;and she's really nice to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got jeremie's email address too.&lt;br /&gt;lol. not too sure about adding him though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i think the best thing i've done today&lt;br /&gt;is talking to fanny.&lt;br /&gt;i dont talk to her much in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fanny, si tu lis ça, j'ai aimée parler avec toi. t'es sympa et vraiment gentille avec moi. merci! tu sais quoi? je t'aime!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113967862692525877?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113967862692525877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113967862692525877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113967862692525877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113967862692525877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/your-best-kept-secret.html' title='`your best kept secret'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113960397282117639</id><published>2006-02-10T20:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T21:39:32.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`not enough pain in my heart for your dying wish</title><content type='html'>i actually almost cried&lt;br /&gt;when i found out that &lt;b&gt;Jeremie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt going to my school next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realised, i might not&lt;br /&gt;go to his school either.&lt;br /&gt;i think that i might go to the school where my dad teaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a pic of jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;i havent got it, one of my classmates has.&lt;br /&gt;but's it's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll put the link &lt;a href="http://fanny58.skyblog.com/photo.html?pics/354767810.jpg&amp;jereme"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anyway.&lt;br /&gt;btw, he's blonde and he's got blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;(after you've seen the pic, you'll understand why i said that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, he's the guy that has my heart.&lt;br /&gt;he's the guy who get's 18/20 for his average.&lt;br /&gt;he's the boy that i'm second in class too. (i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. amazingly, i'm one of the top in the class.&lt;br /&gt;i'm psyched. it's good news for me.&lt;br /&gt;i gotta work alot harder next term.&lt;br /&gt;then slack all summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nilah got my letter!&lt;br /&gt;yay! aww. you should have sung the&lt;br /&gt;"we just got a letter" song.&lt;br /&gt;(the one from &lt;b&gt;Blue's Clue's&lt;/b&gt; that we used to sing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like &lt;b&gt;Plush&lt;/b&gt; by the Stone Temple Pilots.&lt;br /&gt;well, i gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;dont think i'll blog next week.&lt;br /&gt;so, have a happy Valenties Day everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tchuss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113960397282117639?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113960397282117639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113960397282117639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113960397282117639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113960397282117639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/not-enough-pain-in-my-heart-for-your.html' title='`not enough pain in my heart for your dying wish'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113950917710944530</id><published>2006-02-09T19:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T21:44:52.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`love</title><content type='html'>Think about this... You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At least 2 people in this world &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; you so much they would &lt;strong&gt;DIE&lt;/strong&gt; for you.&lt;br /&gt;2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.&lt;br /&gt;3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.&lt;br /&gt;4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Every night, &lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/strong&gt; thinks about you before they go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;6. You mean the world to someone.&lt;br /&gt;7. If not for you, someone may not be living.&lt;br /&gt;8. You are special &amp; unique.&lt;br /&gt;9. Someone that you don't even know exists, loves you.&lt;br /&gt;10. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.&lt;br /&gt;11. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.&lt;br /&gt;12. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you &lt;strong&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/strong&gt; in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;13. Always remember the compliments you received. &lt;strong&gt;FORGET&lt;/strong&gt; about the rude remarks.&lt;br /&gt;14. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know. 15. If you have a &lt;strong&gt;GREAT FRIEND&lt;/strong&gt;, take the time to let them know that they are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copied this off Holly.&lt;br /&gt;i believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113950917710944530?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113950917710944530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113950917710944530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113950917710944530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113950917710944530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/love.html' title='`love'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113906722832313386</id><published>2006-02-04T16:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T16:33:48.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`the words died</title><content type='html'>i dont think i'll have much time to blog today.&lt;br /&gt;stp brother's pestering me to get off.&lt;br /&gt;i shall sit here and try to spend as much time as possible.&lt;br /&gt;after all i'm not the one who was playing video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. everyone's back form work experience.&lt;br /&gt;jeremie's still kinda cold. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorta getting bored with him.&lt;br /&gt;i cant go on chasing him forever. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's still so damn cute though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i want the hot hot heat album.&lt;br /&gt;i love goodnight,goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. i guess that's it.&lt;br /&gt;today wasnt very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that my german teacher waved at me&lt;br /&gt;for the second day in a row as i walked past her house.&lt;br /&gt;yes, she lives in my village.&lt;br /&gt;kinda cool really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your butt is mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113906722832313386?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113906722832313386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113906722832313386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113906722832313386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113906722832313386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/words-died.html' title='`the words died'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113899060271969801</id><published>2006-02-03T18:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T12:56:45.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`c'est un gateau, non?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Wie viel Uhr ist es?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i wrote that, dont ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's on work experience this week.&lt;br /&gt;except me. so i got put with a class in the year below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're cool.&lt;br /&gt;i hung out with a bunch of girls all week.&lt;br /&gt;kinda felt like an alien at first but it got better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone in my level's back tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda sad cause i wont be able to hang out with the younger kids much. it was fun while it lasted i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/lastpagefirst"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;LastPageFirst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are not bad. i like their version of Adam's Song. not as good as blink themselves. but good enough as a cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam cooper's sex on legs!&lt;br /&gt;dont tell my mum i said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/pug%20jelly/samscream.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/pug%20jelly/sam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot, hot, heat! can you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously,&lt;br /&gt;Saw Loser's more punk rock that pug jelly.&lt;br /&gt;and i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qin, i just realised sth.&lt;br /&gt;isnt that what sam wore at the airport&lt;br /&gt;the day you sent me off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;well, i'll be off now.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;my parents will be in paris the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tchuss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like it when your make up runs&lt;br /&gt;your should've, would've, could've dones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;excuse me as i sit and watch you cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113899060271969801?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113899060271969801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113899060271969801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113899060271969801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113899060271969801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2006/02/cest-un-gateau-non.html' title='`c&apos;est un gateau, non?'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113847918106715836</id><published>2006-01-28T21:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T21:13:27.400+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`green beer</title><content type='html'>my love-hate relationship with jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;i love/hate him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's so sweet but he's such a jerk too.&lt;br /&gt;i guess boys are the same everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;plus he still talks to me.&lt;br /&gt;unlike J . . . . or J. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, vincent was teasing me about something i said about one of my neighbours being cute. aurelien and jeremie were with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aurelien was all, "et jeremie?" (and jeremie?)&lt;br /&gt;and i turned and i was all "mmmmmm, Jeremie?"&lt;br /&gt;-thinks a little-&lt;br /&gt;"well, jeremie's just....mmmm...don't know what to say!"&lt;br /&gt;and jeremie actually translated that for me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mmmm parts sounded funny.&lt;br /&gt;i made jeremie sound like dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if you know me you'd know how i'd say it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;it's fun speaking to people who understand most of what i say.&lt;br /&gt;and now that i understand french better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113847918106715836?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113847918106715836/comments/default' 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this town feel okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And all the pictures that I kept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And all the things I should have said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But mostly me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.&lt;br /&gt;only three people in my class intend to do science next year.&lt;br /&gt;jeremie . lucas . me&lt;br /&gt;haha. i hope  that jeremie's going to the same school as me.&lt;br /&gt;from what i've heard, everyone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremie's kinda confused now cause i'm really close to gerome and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;he always looks so confused when i talk to gerome in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's common test week, the only tests i'm worried about are math and german.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nithya, i'm so sorry you didnt get to see Saw Loser. i hope your grand dad gets better soon also. i miss ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace,&lt;br /&gt;shannelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113818568472632543?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113818568472632543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113818568472632543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113818568472632543'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd say that i've given up on boys but that would be a lie.&lt;br /&gt;boys have disappointed me.&lt;br /&gt;not all of them but most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113777765830642371?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113777765830642371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113777765830642371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113777765830642371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113777765830642371'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-113697786491626768</id><published>2006-01-11T12:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:11:04.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`ì'm only a phone call away</title><content type='html'>i'd blog but my stpbro's an ass.&lt;br /&gt;have fun at school kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;shannelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113697786491626768?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113697786491626768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113697786491626768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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today.&lt;br /&gt;she brought nithya's parcel up.&lt;br /&gt;she sent me the fall out boy album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt expecting it! lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, it's good.&lt;br /&gt;nit, joe looks like a good jewish boy. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant stay long.&lt;br /&gt;dad's still got this ban thing going on for me.&lt;br /&gt;plus i never did anything wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113656383884246706?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113656383884246706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113656383884246706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents got officially registered today.&lt;br /&gt;my dad's best friends were witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;(eddie and claire)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum made my hair today.&lt;br /&gt;i look like legolas now.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post pics when they're ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're fun people.&lt;br /&gt;plus they invited us to their house.&lt;br /&gt;i so wanna go a.s.a.p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more day till school!&lt;br /&gt;i start on the 3rd. like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;one more day till i'm reunited with jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i havent got much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nithya,&lt;br /&gt;i called you today and your grand dad picked up. he told me you were out. and he couldnt hear me when i told him who i was. i had to hang up on him. i'm sorry. happy new year (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi qin,&lt;br /&gt;happy new year! comment ca va?(how are ya in french) i hope you're doing well. dont think about silly boys who talk too much yeah? you'll find jack soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nilah,&lt;br /&gt;i miss you lah! i dont know if you'll read this. but yeah. you can make me laugh so easily! i guess that's why i miss ya. you're so easy to talk to. happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd write a lot more i just dont know who to write for. it's like 1.26 in the morning and i cant think at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;well. good night everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113607521812797426?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113607521812797426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113607521812797426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wrong with my enter key.&lt;br /&gt;i miss a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;especially nithya.&lt;br /&gt;we spoke for almost an hour yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and she called.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the cd, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i'll blog in a long time cause my dad changed the password of the pc and i dont know it. the only reason why i'm on now is cause my dad left the pc on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss yi qin too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you're doing well.&lt;br /&gt;did nithya call you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess i'll end here.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that my new year's better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113570416107959371?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113570416107959371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;christmas just dont feel right for me this year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents have been fighting a lot.&lt;br /&gt;and it's just killing everything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the city. it's not the same here.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, christmas is full of love and all but now, it's just so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my siblings are interested in are their toys.&lt;br /&gt;i miss school so much.&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to stop waiting for jeremie to fall in love with me cause that's just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me to say that. cause i really do like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, keiran's in germany now.(i think)&lt;br /&gt;i sorta miss him. he's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i know that we'd be having fun if i was in singapore now.&lt;br /&gt;i want a corndog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, merry christmas everyone.&lt;br /&gt;some kind of christmas this is turning out to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113552501268820565?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113552501268820565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113552501268820565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113552501268820565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113552501268820565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-dont-want-lot-for-xmas.html' title='`i dont want a lot for 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/&gt;so christmas is in like 3 days?&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can survive it.&lt;br /&gt;being cuddled to  death isnt very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i really wanna do&lt;br /&gt;is to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;that's so unlike me. well, the me in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i really have no idea what to say.&lt;br /&gt;i sorta miss the way things were in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;i miss orchard road.&lt;br /&gt;i miss smelly train rides in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i miss roti prata.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends most of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent actually been feeling too happy these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;someone call me? you'll make my christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad got the LOTR Trilogy on DVD.&lt;br /&gt;i've watched all three movies.&lt;br /&gt;and i loved the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for those of you who know me, you also know that i fell asleep while watching the second movie. so i used to hate LOTR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aragon is hot/dead sexy/groovy!&lt;br /&gt;lol. Viggo's hot only as Aragon or in Hidalgo.&lt;br /&gt;but as a clean shaven blond...&lt;br /&gt;he looks...&lt;br /&gt;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess i'll be off now.&lt;br /&gt;till after christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113525400564685235?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113525400564685235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113525400564685235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113525400564685235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113525400564685235'/><link rel='alternate' 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math question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in front of my math teacher too.&lt;br /&gt;she just laughed. lol.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, she knows my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremie's starting to talk to me more.&lt;br /&gt;like in the computer lab today,&lt;br /&gt;he actually went to look up the french weather forcast for my village.&lt;br /&gt;he kept nudging me and telling me that it was going to snow today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he remembers where i live.&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing really.&lt;br /&gt;i guessed that kinda made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this other guy that i kinda like, gerome.&lt;br /&gt;it's odd. we never used to be shy around each other but ever since he found out that i liked jeremie, we're starting to blush when we speak to each other and we speak in whispers now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today after i kissed him goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;(no, not lip to lip)&lt;br /&gt;we whispered said happy holidays to each other at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;it's freaky. he's been making me blush with all these little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my blog URL in the history folder of the computer in school.&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, how did it get there?&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows  that i've got a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, christmas is coming!&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy. seeing everyone at school in three weeks time will be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see jeremie then.&lt;br /&gt;and gerome. he's so nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joyeux noel et bonne annee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113483621146603534?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113483621146603534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you have my attention&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;//&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;copeland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiet now your voice sings miles away&lt;br /&gt;somehow i hear your song resound&lt;br /&gt;a little bit softer each day&lt;br /&gt;from my tired heart&lt;br /&gt;a little bit farther away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill sing alone&lt;br /&gt;the whole day through&lt;br /&gt;just do your best to hear me&lt;br /&gt;its all you can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have my attention&lt;br /&gt;like youve had all the while&lt;br /&gt;since that first day when&lt;br /&gt;you made my heart smile&lt;br /&gt;with loving eyes and tired sighs that follow&lt;br /&gt;you have my attention&lt;br /&gt;like a shout through an empty sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;speak but a whisper&lt;br /&gt;ill hear a sermon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill sing alone&lt;br /&gt;the whole day through&lt;br /&gt;just do your best to hear me&lt;br /&gt;its all you can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill sing alone&lt;br /&gt;the whole night through&lt;br /&gt;while you sleep safely&lt;br /&gt;ill be thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have my attention&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113458054853433863?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113458054853433863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113458054853433863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113458054853433863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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full name.&lt;br /&gt;i know where he lives.&lt;br /&gt;i know that he likes me.&lt;br /&gt;but just as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda heartbroken now.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i can expect a note from him.&lt;br /&gt;maeva told him to write one back.&lt;br /&gt;she's so nice.&lt;br /&gt;where would i be if it werent for her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i hear rapping at the door.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;just not sure when.&lt;br /&gt;qin, i love you too.&lt;br /&gt;we need to talk. i'll try calling ya next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113449983236588253?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113449983236588253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love yi qin.&lt;br /&gt;she thought of me when she went for the &lt;b&gt;Set for glory&lt;/b&gt; gig.&lt;br /&gt;she bought and got a shirt signed for me.&lt;br /&gt;is that sweet or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told jeremie that i liked him.&lt;br /&gt;in a note.&lt;br /&gt;i think he's freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my mum freaked him out too.&lt;br /&gt;we had the parent teacher conference on tuesday and when i got to school that evening, the first person i bump into is jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said a really chirpy "Hey!"&lt;br /&gt;(i dont know why but it's always super chirpy.)&lt;br /&gt;he grinned and walked by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mother comes along,&lt;br /&gt;wearing a black leather coat&lt;br /&gt;and this little furry russian hat thing.&lt;br /&gt;and she goes, "Hey! It's Jeremie!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she did it on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;lol. it was so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;he actually turned around and smiled at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's cool.&lt;br /&gt;well, my parents are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they tease me about jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;my dad listens to pearl jam.&lt;br /&gt;and they did a song called jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while we were waiting to see my form teacher,&lt;br /&gt;they kept singing that song.&lt;br /&gt;(jeremie was behind us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my mum wants me to give up on jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;she saw my classmate, Vincent.&lt;br /&gt;then she said tht i should be with a guy like that.&lt;br /&gt;he's so tall. he looks strong.&lt;br /&gt;plus he rides a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought he was cute on the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;he's one of those really cute skater nerds with braces.&lt;br /&gt;just that he doesnt skate.&lt;br /&gt;but he owns this sexy dirt bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his younger brother has got a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes. he looks so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum was going on and on&lt;br /&gt;about how i should be with someone cool. (like him)&lt;br /&gt;and how jeremie is boring and he's only cool cause he walks that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she started imitating the way he walks.&lt;br /&gt;and i have to say, she did a good job!&lt;br /&gt;lol. she made me laugh so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the parent teacher meeting went well by the way.&lt;br /&gt;my teacher's are happy.&lt;br /&gt;my parents are proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont remember much from this week.&lt;br /&gt;aurelien gave himself a bloody nose in P.E.&lt;br /&gt;it freaked me out cause i thought he broke it.&lt;br /&gt;apparently he fell and he hit his nose against his knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i watched it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda traumatiesd now.&lt;br /&gt;there was so much blood.&lt;br /&gt;gah. qin wants me to write her 1000th testimonial.&lt;br /&gt;i'm honoured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113432657152181706?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113432657152181706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113432657152181706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113432657152181706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113432657152181706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/12/curly-wants-to-tangle.html' title='`curly wants to tangle'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113395339623249877</id><published>2005-12-07T05:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T19:57:41.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`untitled</title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;i need to update my links.&lt;br /&gt;cause most of em are dead blogs. (R.I.P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, those of you who wanna be linked&lt;br /&gt;or have moved,&lt;br /&gt;leave me a message in my guestbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this goes to those who are still linked.&lt;br /&gt;if you want to remain linked, leave a message!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113395339623249877?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113395339623249877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113395339623249877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113395339623249877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113395339623249877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/12/untitled.html' title='`untitled'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113395300213429319</id><published>2005-12-07T04:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T11:58:47.626+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`what's your sign?</title><content type='html'>4th October 2005&lt;br /&gt;Mardi(tuesday in french)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only writing because the computer isn't working and i miss havig something to write(or type) all my feelings in. It's been almost two months since i left Singapore. Sometimes I still miss home but i really wouldn't trade this experience for anything else in the world. school's been pretty alright so far. Some bitches but loads more nicer people. The teachers here are a lot more supportive (Mrs Tay just popped into my head) I seem to be doing pretty okay academically. The workload's a lot less heavier. I think I'd enjoy school a lot more if i understood french. however, just trying to talk to the other students without sharing a common language has been very, very fun. French is complicated. (Ce n'est pas facile.) I love my class. Everyone's been really kind to me. Especially the boys. Translating stuff, helping me copy stuff when the teachers dictate, shooing away irritating pests. there's this boys whom I really like. (Jeremie Larriere) I dont know what to say. He's so cute. Even cuter when he smiles. I dont talk to him much. Actually, I dont think that I've ever said anything to him directly. We've been smiling at each other a lot lately. It's weird though Everytime he smiles at me I just wanna burst into a fit of giggles cuz I'm so happy. And I always slime at him at awkward moments. I actually smiled at him while he was blowing his nose at lunch today. He smiled back then the both of us just started giggling. Too awkward. Maybe I should write to Nicole aboout this. Well, I'm not counting on anything because I've only got one year at this school and I dont think it's enough time for me. for anyone really. I think that I should write to Nicole anyways, been putting it off for too long. Well, I cant wait to go back to school on Thursday. I honestly do love school. Jeremie's just an incentive. Mu pretty, blue-eyed, distraction.(I sound so lame but it's true)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113395300213429319?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113395300213429319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113395300213429319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113395300213429319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113395300213429319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/12/whats-your-sign.html' title='`what&apos;s your sign?'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113395188040851801</id><published>2005-12-07T04:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T11:57:51.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`she'll knock your lights out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;roses returned to sender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to gone baby gone on purevol.&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;and now they've got a full length album?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're good.&lt;br /&gt;currently, i'm sitting amongst a heap of tissues.&lt;br /&gt;my sinuses are on overdrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found the first jornal entry that i wrote since i got here. i shall type it out later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i designed a pair of Jack Purcell slip ons on the Converse site. and i love em. )= unfortunately, it's only for U.s Shipping. so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 255px; HEIGHT: 205px" height="216" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/chucks.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont expect anything much to happen today.&lt;br /&gt;just a whole lot of studying.&lt;br /&gt;i've got my first basic french test soon.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lead singer in &lt;b&gt;ok go&lt;/b&gt; is kinda cute,&lt;br /&gt;somehow he reminds me of tom welling.&lt;br /&gt;and tom reminds me of nilah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, i guess i should stop with the merde and start typing that entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113395188040851801?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113395188040851801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113395188040851801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113395188040851801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113395188040851801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/12/shell-knock-your-lights-out.html' title='`she&apos;ll knock your lights out'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113389554809373631</id><published>2005-12-06T13:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T20:17:34.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`she's the blade</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;it's the way that he makes you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;it's the way that he kisses you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;it's the way that he makes you fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay there's nothing much to say about today.&lt;br /&gt;it's Saint Nicolas today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS YI QIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother bought me this really cool leather coat and i got it yesterday. that really made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vincent(one of jeremie's best friends, very nice guy too.) asked me if i wanted to fuck jeremie. i had no idea what to say cause jeremie was just there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna screw him, i know i'm too young.&lt;br /&gt;plus i like him cause he's so smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just turned around, grinned and gave him the finger. lol.&lt;br /&gt;but it made them laugh so that was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh tim, the frontman of sugarcult is schexxy.&lt;br /&gt;i love sugarcult.&lt;br /&gt;i still want the t shirt. -hints-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say i'm hungry in four languages now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ich Hunger haben.&lt;br /&gt;J'ai faim.&lt;br /&gt;Saya lapar.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of useless information.&lt;br /&gt;but cool all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;i've got this huge crush on jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;you guys know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too afraid to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;the fact that i'll be graduating next summer&lt;br /&gt;and that i might be moving further down south&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;killing&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that SOME of you will tell me to try to talk to him but i cant. i'm too afraid of how he might react. i just dont wanna get hurt or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some kinda crush.&lt;br /&gt;qin, email me? (=&lt;br /&gt;i miss ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113389554809373631?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113389554809373631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113389554809373631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/12/shes-blade.html' title='`she&apos;s the blade'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no matter what &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you thought you heard me say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually enjoyed P.E today.&lt;br /&gt;no, i didnt do a split.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt run 10km.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt serve a tennis ball.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the class did rock wall climbing and gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;the kind in the olympics.&lt;br /&gt;the kind that Sean Tay does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i watched the boys work the parallel bars.&lt;br /&gt;and it was so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremie was trying to impress me.&lt;br /&gt;the teacher showed him this move that isnt so easy.&lt;br /&gt;this upside down suspension thing.&lt;br /&gt;i actually gasped and said "Whoa" really loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jeremie tried to do it.&lt;br /&gt;and failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he kept on trying&lt;br /&gt;and each time before and after his attempts,&lt;br /&gt;he'll either grin at me or check if i approve or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's way too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i havent smiled at him&lt;br /&gt;since the day maeva told him that i liked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before music today,&lt;br /&gt;my friend cecilea(she sits next to me in math)&lt;br /&gt;told jeremie that we'd be a great couple.&lt;br /&gt;-this happened while jeremie was standing next to me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he blushed,&lt;br /&gt;he didnt look at me.&lt;br /&gt;cecilea said it two more times.&lt;br /&gt;and jeremie told her to shutup in french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understood and started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;he grinned, then told her to shutup in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, he's too fucking cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need good music.&lt;br /&gt;everything here is so...pop.&lt;br /&gt;i still want my sugarcult tee.&lt;br /&gt;i still want a picture of timothy wee.&lt;br /&gt;i want black nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;oh fuck it, i want it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;threadless.com shirts are cool.&lt;br /&gt;so are the ones on bustedtees.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i smell dinner.&lt;br /&gt;plus i have math to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113354679812836369?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113354679812836369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113354679812836369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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take.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been a little under the weather these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got cornered in the school loos today.&lt;br /&gt;some blondes were asking me if i really LOVED jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i had no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, it was kinda scary being pushed against the heater like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also realise that jeremie pays attention to what i say in english.&lt;br /&gt;almost everytime i speak,&lt;br /&gt;he turns around just to listen.&lt;br /&gt;he sits all the way in front and i sit in the last row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm flattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Your foaming at the mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Your mad without a doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Cause I'm really freaking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I'm going out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;TV's got me going blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And I'm really freaking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graham coxon is wild.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh the sexy english accent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113346731399597626?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113346731399597626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113346731399597626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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site&lt;br /&gt;and i have to say that  the cast is kinda disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fleur, cedric and cho chang arent as good looking as i thought they'd be.&lt;br /&gt;ron is still as cute as ever!&lt;br /&gt;and viktor was surprising.&lt;br /&gt;i expected and ogre or something. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i guess i'll wait for the dvd or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got our report cards back and i got a 12/20.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;remember, everything's in french.&lt;br /&gt;plus my class average is a disappointing 9.&lt;br /&gt;jeremie got a 17/20.&lt;br /&gt;he's smart.&lt;br /&gt;i think he's the smartest in the level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss talking to keiran.&lt;br /&gt;he's one of those people who listen and never judge.&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda afraid that we'll lose contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh tom.D from blink 182 is so sexy.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-113346255980203135</id><published>2005-11-29T12:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:42:39.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`faking a smile with the coffee to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;d.Powter &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; bad day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7005062.post-113346034509815791</id><published>2005-11-27T18:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:06:46.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`work at a smile and go for a ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna marry my stalker//*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see.&lt;br /&gt;i had fun in french today.&lt;br /&gt;jeremie and aurelien(jeremie's best friend) presented their book report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole experience was nice reaally.&lt;br /&gt;weird at times, but nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like when aurelien passed his book around for the other students to check out, he passed it to me. i can read it but i wouldnt understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was all, &lt;strong&gt;"Alors, Shannelle" -puts book on table-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was jeremie's turn.&lt;br /&gt;i have to say that he's got very pretty handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;even if he does take very long to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying not to laugh at jeremie throughout his presentation.&lt;br /&gt;he was doing this odd posing thing.&lt;br /&gt;(whether on purpose or not, i dont know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's too cute.&lt;br /&gt;-swoons-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got to focus every bit of my attention on him for 15 full minutes.&lt;br /&gt;cause i sit right in front. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it snowed more today.&lt;br /&gt;and we've started decorating the house for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS IS COMING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mignon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; means cute, sweet or pretty.&lt;br /&gt;what jeremie meant, i dont think i'll ever know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113346034509815791?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113346034509815791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113346034509815791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113346034509815791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113346034509815791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/11/work-at-smile-and-go-for-ride.html' title='`work at a smile and go for a ride'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113309537769785652</id><published>2005-11-27T06:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T13:44:43.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`almost like being in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jeremie, je t'aime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comment dire ca?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it snowed more today.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, my very bad french, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to describe the snow.&lt;br /&gt;kinda reminds me of the 7th month.&lt;br /&gt;you know the ashes floating about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is a lot more beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;snow = christmas = love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a bf.&lt;br /&gt;jlarriere, where the fuck are ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113309537769785652?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113309537769785652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113309537769785652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113309537769785652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113309537769785652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was kinda boring cause i was so prepared to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have to kiss people, they kissed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, school was the same old.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be emailing people soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows?&lt;br /&gt;it might be you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113301184930488383?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113301184930488383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113301184930488383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113301184930488383'/><link 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/&gt;today's a B-E-Autiful day.&lt;br /&gt;it snowed a little.&lt;br /&gt;it kinda looks like it's drizzling but when you look closely, it's little white flakes of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it really starts to snow, i'll kiss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg yi qin's stories from her china trip are so funny!&lt;br /&gt;imagine her on a horse that keeps shitting and sneezing.&lt;br /&gt;and her screaming. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to start writing more things that make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's snowing heavily now.&lt;br /&gt;my dad just told us.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be kissing everyone tomorrow then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yes&lt;br /&gt;the whole three months that i've been in france,&lt;br /&gt;some of the things that have happened to me are:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had caviar, oysters, rabbit and shark meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first real, major, 'oh-my-god-head-over-heels' crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually spaeking french now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont get the headaches that i used to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent had fastfood since I left Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got better hair now.(much longer too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I study german, french and english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone fossil digging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some of the things that i'll do in the near future:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably get my license next year(however you spell it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduate next June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll learn to take professional pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And learn to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get my first kiss one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will pass all my language subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot more to say but I really have to go now, plus i wanna look at snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and you're the reason why.&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/7005062-113286018900959656?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-113268381521323998</id><published>2005-11-22T19:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T19:23:35.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`dream a little drream of me</title><content type='html'>so.&lt;br /&gt;the cat's out of the bag.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm starting to speak more french in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113268381521323998?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113268381521323998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113268381521323998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113268381521323998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113268381521323998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/11/dream-little-drream-of-me.html' title='`dream a little drream of me'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113260695899343622</id><published>2005-11-21T15:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:02:39.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`my only one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;there's just no one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;who gets me like you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;you are my only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point of this?&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;i'll write something tomorrow i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113260695899343622?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113260695899343622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113260695899343622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113260695899343622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113260695899343622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-only-one.html' title='`my only one'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113224734666398609</id><published>2005-11-17T11:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T18:10:40.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`the one you love to hate</title><content type='html'>so...&lt;br /&gt;school was okay today i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;aurelien(jeremie's best friend) was funny.&lt;br /&gt;he kept on teasing me and jeremie. lol.&lt;br /&gt;he does that funny whistling thing.&lt;br /&gt;and that "he's hot" action.&lt;br /&gt;and he does it just behind jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;it's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;7 hours with jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe that he said i was mignon.&lt;br /&gt;sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i finally spoke to yi qin today.&lt;br /&gt;(in fact she's waiting for me to finish this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alors, j'ai faim.&lt;br /&gt;i'll go have a snack then.&lt;br /&gt;cya babes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113224734666398609?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113224734666398609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113224734666398609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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almost two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BUT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something happened yesterday&lt;br /&gt;and it made me so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jeremie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said that i was mignon.&lt;br /&gt;i'll let you find out what mignon is by yourselves. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that,&lt;br /&gt;i think that winter is really near.&lt;br /&gt;the temperature's dropping rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;the average now (outside) is 5°c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and um, can someone tell me if you can see&lt;br /&gt;what i type when i type with accents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with accents:&lt;br /&gt;jérémie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without accents:&lt;br /&gt;jeremie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess i'll write more tomorrow or something cause i really gotta go eat dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113217728402105409?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113217728402105409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113217728402105409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113217728402105409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113217728402105409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/11/il-est-trs-mignon.html' title='`il est trés mignon.'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-113102845371968625</id><published>2005-11-03T08:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T22:40:15.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`putain de merde</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;c'est quoi, ca?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three months.&lt;br /&gt;this is weird.&lt;br /&gt;we just got the internet fixed so i'm really happy.&lt;br /&gt;today's the first day of the second term at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my french is improving... i think.&lt;br /&gt;school's cool.&lt;br /&gt;the teachers are nice(er).&lt;br /&gt;no uniforms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;his name's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jeremie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he makes my heart sing.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blond haired, blue eyed distraction.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not superficial either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i've done so much these past three months that it's too much to put into a single blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my dad's back and i gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-113102845371968625?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/113102845371968625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=113102845371968625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113102845371968625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/113102845371968625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/11/putain-de-merde.html' title='`putain de merde'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112430384314020326</id><published>2005-08-17T20:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T20:37:23.146+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`wowie</title><content type='html'>i fly in less that 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might have an ickle crush on &lt;b&gt;anthony&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he's so much cuter than last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent met him in over a year.&lt;br /&gt;and when i did meet him,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;it was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diyanah, i know you'll laugh!&lt;br /&gt;well, ttfn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112430384314020326?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112430384314020326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112430384314020326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112430384314020326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112430384314020326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/08/wowie.html' title='`wowie'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-112421775739203409</id><published>2005-08-16T20:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T20:42:37.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`somebody new ; better than you</title><content type='html'>okay. okay. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some of you will be pissed when you read this.&lt;br /&gt;but my plane leaves at 10.55pm on thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. it doesnt leave at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lucinda&lt;/b&gt; was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you dont have to pon school to see me off.&lt;br /&gt;just be there around 6-7pm okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; one last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, i'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i just checked the &lt;b&gt;changi airport&lt;/b&gt; website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mucho loveo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112421775739203409?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112421775739203409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112421775739203409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112421775739203409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112421775739203409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/08/somebody-new-better-than-you.html' title='`somebody new ; better than you'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112420570062400757</id><published>2005-08-16T16:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T17:26:31.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`we come crashing down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sugarcult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so in love with sugarcult.&lt;br /&gt;this is like the third time i'm blogging about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with &lt;b&gt;qin, Nik, tash and lu&lt;/b&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss them so much.&lt;br /&gt;they gave me a card.&lt;br /&gt;it's really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, i might be going out with &lt;b&gt;nilah&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;dee&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i didnt pick up dee.&lt;br /&gt;my phone was on silent mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be meeting &lt;b&gt;terence&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the godbrother i've never met.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days till france.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm more afraid than psyched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much much much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112420570062400757?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112420570062400757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112420570062400757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112420570062400757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112420570062400757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/08/we-come-crashing-down.html' title='`we come crashing down'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112420348123560837</id><published>2005-08-16T16:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T16:44:41.276+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`how does it feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;how does it feel&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sugarcult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm back in the class, falling out of your past&lt;br /&gt;All the letters I wrote and you thought as a joke&lt;br /&gt;And the phone never rings when your cold and it stings&lt;br /&gt;All the holidays sucked by myself cause I'm fucked&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dying, dying, dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how does it feel, how does it feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;So how does it feel, how does it feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm back for some more, round 2 was a bore&lt;br /&gt;And you drifted away cause you want it that way&lt;br /&gt;And I'm picking up pieces of hearts that completely&lt;br /&gt;Are broken in twoSo it must've been you&lt;br /&gt;While you're lying in bed with somebody new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how does it feel, how does it feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;So how does it feel, how does it feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you cannot convince me anymore&lt;br /&gt;You cannot control me like before&lt;br /&gt;You cannot convince me anymore&lt;br /&gt;You cannot control me like before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how does it feel, how does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel, how does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's 1:45 and I'm feeling alive&lt;br /&gt;I've got it all and its your last call&lt;br /&gt;There's somebody new and she's better than you&lt;br /&gt;You've been replaced by a pretty face&lt;br /&gt;So look who's crying now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't wanna be the enemies of what we used to be&lt;br /&gt;We don't wanna be the enemies of what we used to be&lt;br /&gt;So how does it feel, how does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel&lt;br /&gt;So how does it feel, how does it feel&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112420348123560837?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112420348123560837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112420348123560837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112420348123560837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112420348123560837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-does-it-feel.html' title='`how does it feel'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112412086234976928</id><published>2005-08-15T17:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T18:11:09.050+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`drop a heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;`i'm just a notch in your bedpost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but you're just a line in a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay.&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to the zoo today.&lt;br /&gt;i slept a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go out with nicole.P but she's just such a bitch. so why bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anthony called today,&lt;br /&gt;he made me happy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;he might play hookie for me on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, if all goes well tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be out with &lt;b&gt;lulu&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;n!k&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got off the phone with &lt;b&gt;qin&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i say tons of weird things sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qin: farrah, dont go.&lt;br /&gt;me: but i have to.&lt;br /&gt;qin: why? -whines-&lt;br /&gt;-silence-&lt;br /&gt;me: to find a bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont make sense. i say silly things when i dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this fucking irritating blister on my thumb. well, it's a sore now. i drained it last night and it got all infected and pus-sy[dont think dirty. lol] this morning. and now it hurts badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've sorted out the colours on my pc already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched &lt;b&gt;charlie and the chocolate factory&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;levi&lt;/b&gt; last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oompa loompa&lt;/b&gt;'s are fugly.&lt;br /&gt;they look like a saggier &lt;b&gt;Mr SR Nathan&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;they didnt freak me out tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only the part when they were in the boat thing scared me.&lt;br /&gt;i love the young willy wonka.&lt;br /&gt;soooooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;with the braces and all. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnny depp's hot.&lt;br /&gt;but not in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the movie. (=&lt;br /&gt;my bed's screaming my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112412086234976928?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112412086234976928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112412086234976928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112412086234976928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112412086234976928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/08/drop-heart.html' title='`drop a heart'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112398457189500637</id><published>2005-08-14T03:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:26:36.750+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`it's never to become.</title><content type='html'>this might be the last post i make in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;the colours on my pc are screwed.&lt;br /&gt;not fun to use lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a brief overview of what i'll be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, brunch at &lt;b&gt;holiday inn&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;levi&lt;/b&gt; and her mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, i might be seeing lucinda and nicole. +diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.......when do i pack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm running late now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112398457189500637?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112398457189500637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112398457189500637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112398457189500637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112398457189500637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-never-to-become.html' title='`it&apos;s never to become.'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112376239493017221</id><published>2005-08-11T14:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T16:40:14.930+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some of the really sweet things some of my friends have said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, yiqin ' if they gave me golden wings, well i still couldnt fly. w/o you, nothing would matter. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;even though it breaks my heart to be apart frm u, i love u too much to make u stay. baby fly away =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gonna STUDY coz CT 2 is this monday!! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEYS!..natasha here(da former long hairr girl).cant reallie talk tho euu now.coz havin` mie common test soon and not sure whether i could go online oftenn.so..just wanna tell you i will miss you loads &lt;3. and take care okays..have a safe journey (: ...and keep in touch. rmb to email me kays?! yups. thats all. Hope to see you one day in my life ! hahas. ONCE again will miss you LOADSS! &lt;33 . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rockstar™ i need the sun says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen u go, just noe tt i will remember u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112376239493017221?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112376239493017221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112376239493017221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112376239493017221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112376239493017221'/><link 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/&gt;i guess that's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112369550186792691?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112369550186792691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112369550186792691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112369550186792691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112369550186792691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/08/hip-to-be-square.html' title='`hip to be square'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112369564313799976</id><published>2005-08-10T19:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T19:40:43.136+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`my new baby</title><content type='html'>meet my new toy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/NWHD5RED_1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/NWHD5RED_2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/NWHD5RED_3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stepdaddy bought it for me.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;it's motivation for me to buck up and study hard in france.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112369564313799976?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112369564313799976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112369564313799976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112369564313799976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112369564313799976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-new-baby.html' title='`my new baby'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112360547625181915</id><published>2005-08-09T18:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T18:37:56.283+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`wherever you go</title><content type='html'>hey you&lt;br /&gt;i'm back from batam.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired and screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate cow skin keropok.&lt;br /&gt;i saw a cooked goat's head on a platter.&lt;br /&gt;i'm grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm leaving in like 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;it just hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to start packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will be my first time flying after about 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;any tips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;shannelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-112334916864296182</id><published>2005-08-06T19:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T16:31:40.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>`one year ago</title><content type='html'>a year ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be beat from &lt;b&gt;NDP&lt;/b&gt; rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be missing &lt;b&gt;Keiran&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be stressed out over exams yet,&lt;br /&gt;loving every bit of time i spent in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt have thought of going to &lt;b&gt;france&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112334916864296182?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-112322095270934381</id><published>2005-08-05T06:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T07:49:12.756+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`oh god.</title><content type='html'>time flies fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been a rush.&lt;br /&gt;good food overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: thai&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: pizza&lt;br /&gt;thursday: lamb in a mushroom and dragon fruit sauce ; spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;friday aka today : indian food at grandmas&lt;br /&gt;saturday: fajitas ; stuffed veg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what next?&lt;br /&gt;the stepdaddy taught me and my mum to taste[not drink] wine.&lt;br /&gt;boy that was disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;i gagged and almost puked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, dinner was lovely that night.&lt;br /&gt;ever have broccoli on pizza?&lt;br /&gt;yum. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm gonna nap now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112322095270934381?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112322095270934381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112322095270934381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112322095270934381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112322095270934381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-god.html' title='`oh god.'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112297711247017645</id><published>2005-08-02T12:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T19:26:41.603+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i hacked in...</title><content type='html'>muahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um...i'll go now...&lt;br /&gt;Always,&lt;br /&gt;Nithya Levi&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112297711247017645?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112297711247017645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112297711247017645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112297711247017645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112297711247017645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-hacked-in.html' title='i hacked in...'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112279119828168393</id><published>2005-07-31T08:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T08:28:47.813+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`anxiety</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like I wanna smack somebody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turn around and bitch slap somebody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anxiety, the sane and the insane rivalry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paranoia's brought me to my knees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord please please please&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take away my anxiety!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need tshirts for france. i have none. [my brothers have stolen everything] all donations will be gratefully accepted. =) preferbly red or black.[female cut: XL, male cut: M]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a yellowcard or sugarcult tee too.&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;br /&gt;with a cherry on top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112279119828168393?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112279119828168393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112279119828168393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112279119828168393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112279119828168393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/anxiety.html' title='`anxiety'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112278420218761131</id><published>2005-07-31T06:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T06:30:02.193+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`empty metaphors ; all in vain</title><content type='html'>before &lt;b&gt;bell X1&lt;/b&gt; formed, they were known as the junipers[i think] with &lt;b&gt;Damien Rice&lt;/b&gt; as the frontman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at where rice is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like whoa.&lt;br /&gt;yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112278420218761131?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112278420218761131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112278420218761131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112278420218761131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112278420218761131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/empty-metaphors-all-in-vain.html' title='`empty metaphors ; all in vain'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112274735418705704</id><published>2005-07-30T21:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T21:41:01.066+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`oh what therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;late night post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep. i've been thinking too much. and i cant stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's been ignoring me this past two days and i guess the lonliness is getting to me. my friends cant be here for me 24/7 . my brothers arent any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand that my stepdad wants to spend time with her and all and i guess it's necessary for them to spend this time together but honestly, my mum's the only person i ever talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so afraid of losing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean if she and my stepdad were to have another kid, the chances of complications developing are high. i dont want anything happening to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we move, i'll be even more alone. if i already feel so alone with my friends here, can you imagine how i'll feel when they're not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we havent been talking much either. after the divorce and all, she's sort of become my best friend. i tell her almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda hard to cope you know. it's weird. now her room door's almost always locked. [if there's a fire i guess i should save myself then huh?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think if you combined the total time i've spent with her since he came, it'll probably add up to less than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once i'm glad that i dont have my MCR cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the way i'm feeling now, i think i would have slit my wrists. think of good charlotte, think of hold on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont do it. i dunno. i just have this sinking feeling when i stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god this must be the first entry that i've written with this much emotion.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like fucking emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone, call me in the next few days to check if i'm alive yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112274735418705704?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-112274924024375639</id><published>2005-07-30T19:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T21:39:12.303+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`eve, the apple of my eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;eve, the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;of my eye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;bell x1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left it, I sent it&lt;br /&gt;I want it back&lt;br /&gt;You left it, I sent it&lt;br /&gt;I want it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had you here, I'd clip your wings&lt;br /&gt;Snap you up and leave you sprawling on my pin&lt;br /&gt;This plan of mine is oh so very lame&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see the grass is greener where it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left, I died,&lt;br /&gt;I went and you cried&lt;br /&gt;You came, I think&lt;br /&gt;But I never really know&lt;br /&gt;I've served my time&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you climb&lt;br /&gt;The wrong incline&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept it, Don't let it&lt;br /&gt;Turn the screw&lt;br /&gt;Accept it, And let it&lt;br /&gt;Scream back at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this applies both equally to you and I&lt;br /&gt;The only thing we share&lt;br /&gt;Is the same sky&lt;br /&gt;These empty metaphors&lt;br /&gt;They're all in vain&lt;br /&gt;Like can't you see the grass is greener where it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left, I died,&lt;br /&gt;I went and you cried&lt;br /&gt;You came, I think&lt;br /&gt;But I never really know&lt;br /&gt;I've served my time&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you climb&lt;br /&gt;The wrong incline&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the garden Snake was a charmin'&lt;br /&gt;And Eve said let's give it a try&lt;br /&gt;Now lead us not into temptation&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how hard I try&lt;br /&gt;When in the garden and&lt;br /&gt;Snake is a charmin'&lt;br /&gt;And Eve says let's give it a try&lt;br /&gt;Eve is the apple of my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I lie behind you&lt;br /&gt;And a cradle you in the palm of me&lt;br /&gt;And I pat your hair down&lt;br /&gt;I think will we sink or swim?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we could do either on a whim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112274924024375639?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112274924024375639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>hey, &lt;br /&gt;i've worn myself out. i've been on my feet all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nilah&lt;/b&gt; came to the airport after school. haha. my mum thought it was sweet of her to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hung out with her after we met my dad. we bought gourmet choccies. god that shop's heaven. &lt;b&gt;Nilah&lt;/b&gt; was going crazy in the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to bk's for dinner after that. then we talked and talked and talked. i like talking to her. it's one of those friendships where even though we dont meet everyday or very often, she still feels like a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, my dad's well, nice. haha. i dont know. he's cool. he's got this collection of sunglasses. and he's got this pair of sunglasses that elton john might like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;my legs hurt and i think my knee's swollen.&lt;br /&gt;i better hit the sack then.&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112265338560043974?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112265338560043974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112265338560043974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112265338560043974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112265338560043974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/ill-keep-you.html' title='`i&apos;ll keep you'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112260258482545191</id><published>2005-07-29T03:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T04:03:04.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`marion raven</title><content type='html'>i'm listening to &lt;b&gt;Marion Raven&lt;/b&gt; live now. i've gotta admit it, she can sing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laugh when i hear the first two lines.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hey, stay with me, as I'm getting naked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now i'm off to get ready. we're going to the airport.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112260258482545191?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-112260232038386176</id><published>2005-07-29T03:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T03:58:40.386+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`all the small things</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;say it aint so,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will not go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;turn the lights off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;carry me home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112260232038386176?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112260232038386176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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almost 2 in the morning and i'm talking to &lt;b&gt;Qin&lt;/b&gt; on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored and guess what we're doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it's not too late for coffee,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be at your place in 10.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112257369537622562?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112257369537622562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112257369537622562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112257369537622562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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friend's, friend's, best friend.&lt;br /&gt;and he's &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/tim.jpg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tee-moh-tee-wee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;and when i found his friendster profile yesterday, i thought i was happy.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just....&lt;br /&gt;speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love sugar....cult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112256310279740496?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112256310279740496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sugar we're goin down&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;fall out boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I more than you bargained for yet&lt;br /&gt;I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's just who I am this week&lt;br /&gt;Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a notch in your bedpost&lt;br /&gt;But you're just a line in a song&lt;br /&gt;(A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop a heart, break a name&lt;br /&gt;We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;br /&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;br /&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this more than you bargained for yet&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to be the friction in your jeans&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a notch in your bedpost&lt;br /&gt;But you're just a line in a song&lt;br /&gt;(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop a heart, break a name&lt;br /&gt;We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round&lt;br /&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down, down in an earlier round&lt;br /&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)&lt;br /&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down (down, down)&lt;br /&gt;Down, down (down, down)&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down (down, down)&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)&lt;br /&gt;And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)&lt;br /&gt;A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112256115081404159?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112256115081404159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112256115081404159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112256115081404159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112256115081404159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/sugar-were-goin-down.html' title='`sugar we&apos;re goin down'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112248933430503718</id><published>2005-07-27T20:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:35:34.310+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`timmy timmy timmy...argh.</title><content type='html'>someone tell me i'm not dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112248933430503718?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112248933430503718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112248933430503718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112248933430503718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112248933430503718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/timmy-timmy-timmyargh.html' title='`timmy timmy timmy...argh.'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112248727049076551</id><published>2005-07-27T19:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:08:31.073+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`lmfao</title><content type='html'>i was reading the entertainment news on &lt;b&gt;MSN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hillary duff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;joel madden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= &lt;strong&gt;one big publicity stunt&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[a really funny one too]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 285px; HEIGHT: 125px" height="93" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/crowe.bmp" width="263" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;[i know the pic's a little screwed. i resized it.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with messenger, hotmail and the news, i can say that MSN really does put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;things to do tomorrow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-clear my desk&lt;br /&gt; [more like throw everything away or hide them under my bed]&lt;br /&gt;-blog about siu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112248727049076551?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112248727049076551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112248727049076551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112248727049076551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112248727049076551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/lmfao.html' title='`lmfao'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112244582146236520</id><published>2005-07-27T08:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T08:32:34.243+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`tell me all that you've thrown away</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my dirty little secret,&lt;br /&gt;hope that you can keep it.&lt;br /&gt;you'll be just another regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;who has to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to dirty little secret over and over. i love it. i'm even more in love with the vid. go watch it at their website. &lt;a href="http://www.theallamericanrejects.com"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;the all-american rejects&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've checked into the &lt;b&gt;habbo hotel&lt;/b&gt; too. i've only met one normal person besides &lt;b&gt;nilah&lt;/b&gt;[ to nells ; yo mahn]. he's this 16 year old boy called james. he's from new jersey. he's real nice. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only actual person i talk to on habbo and msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. if you're bored, go habbo. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112244582146236520?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112244582146236520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112244582146236520' title='0 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&lt;b&gt;need&lt;/b&gt; one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112230470457438503?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112230470457438503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112230470457438503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112230470457438503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112230470457438503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/smiling-in-pics-u-would-take.html' title='`smiling in the pics u would take'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112229931493729208</id><published>2005-07-25T15:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T15:48:34.943+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`what to do</title><content type='html'>where do i wanna go?&lt;br /&gt;what do i wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;although i should have some kind of idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or should i just let life take me where ever it wants to take me? it's so weird. i just realised that i have no direction in life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean yeah, i'm going to france to study and all. but what do i really wanna do? i have no clue. yeah everyone wants to be that supermodel, rockstar, superstar. those are dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arent they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112229931493729208?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112229931493729208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112229931493729208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112229931493729208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112229931493729208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-to-do.html' title='`what to do'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112228539990759229</id><published>2005-07-25T11:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T11:56:40.386+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`take me out</title><content type='html'>i just remembered what i wanted to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;qin&lt;/b&gt; watched the taped lucy in the loo performance at baybeats.&lt;br /&gt;and we're in it! well, kinda....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. they filmed us walking in halfway and our backs were in it.&lt;br /&gt;oooh. i sound like a teeny bopper. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a crosshair.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a shot away from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112228539990759229?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-112227238617908823</id><published>2005-07-25T08:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T08:23:38.190+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`the adventures of burntface man</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;crime is a shit that needs wiping up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watching burntface man and happy tree friends till midnight, with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;he's a big fan of happy tree friends. it's amazing really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were dancing to rooney too. lol. then my mum came in to check on us. she has the wildest imagination ever. she thought we were watching porn. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly.&lt;br /&gt;granny panties hanging in my bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;no kidding. they're pink too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tongue tied, i want you. and you know i always will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farrah's so good. =P&lt;br /&gt;they're a band from the uk.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. the english accent. what a turn on.&lt;br /&gt;beats any lah, leh, lor or meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, right now i dont know what to say so i'll just blog again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;i hope. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112227238617908823?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112227238617908823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112227238617908823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like when will that ever happen huh?&lt;br /&gt;well, today was boring. was online for most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;grandma came over yesterday. she's pretty helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;drake bell&lt;/b&gt; is so damn hot. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been listening to &lt;b&gt;Ok Go&lt;/b&gt; lately, they're fab. i love &lt;b&gt;you're so damn hot&lt;/b&gt;. it reminds me of paris and nicole. that's hot. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had two strange dreams this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got married to &lt;b&gt;joash&lt;/b&gt;. it was freaky. we had to pay like 50 dollars each to get married and we were wearing jeans and t shirts.&lt;br /&gt;talk about casual. the guy who was getting us married kept on talking about "taking your boots and knocking them against the pillar of -insert name here-".&lt;br /&gt;i really cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;qin&lt;/b&gt; had a car. and she took &lt;b&gt;rochelle&lt;/b&gt; and me for a spin before taking us to some shopping centre. she tried parking the car beside some huge drain.[which was next to the shopping centre] but she couldnt cuz she forgot how to park. &lt;b&gt;rochelle&lt;/b&gt; kept talking and talking and irritating &lt;b&gt;qin&lt;/b&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peculiar dreams. really peculiar dreams. i couldnt remember most of the first dream. i laughed so much when i woke up. oh i guess that's all.&lt;br /&gt;some one talk to me on msn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;shannelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112213609457326729?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112213609457326729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112213609457326729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112213609457326729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112213609457326729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/bad-hearted-boy-trap-babydoll.html' title='`bad hearted, boy trap, babydoll'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112210182189282338</id><published>2005-07-23T08:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T09:10:53.556+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`you're so damn hot ; Ok Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you're so damn hot&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ok Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you sliding out the bar.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you slipping out the back door, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Don't even try and find a line this time, it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, you're still divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't love me at all,&lt;br /&gt;But don't think that it bothers me at all.&lt;br /&gt;You're a bad-hearted boy-trap, babydoll,&lt;br /&gt;But you're so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;Youre so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;Youre so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;Youre so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you're headed to your car.&lt;br /&gt;You say it's dinner with your sister, sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;But darling look at how you're dressed.&lt;br /&gt;Your best suggests another kind of guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't love me at all,&lt;br /&gt;But don't think that it bothers me at all.&lt;br /&gt;You're a bad-hearted boy-trap, babydoll,&lt;br /&gt;But you're so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;Youre so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;Youre so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;Youre so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who's this other guy you've got?&lt;br /&gt;Which other rubes are riding hot-shot, sugar?&lt;br /&gt;I could have swore you said before,&lt;br /&gt;"No more, for sure."&lt;br /&gt;What'd I believe you for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't love me at all,&lt;br /&gt;But don't think that it bothers me at all.&lt;br /&gt;You're a bad-hearted boy-trap, babydoll,&lt;br /&gt;But you're so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;Youre so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;Youre so damn hot&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112210182189282338?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112210182189282338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112210182189282338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112210182189282338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112210182189282338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/youre-so-damn-hot-ok-go.html' title='`you&apos;re so damn hot ; Ok Go'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112195548094686759</id><published>2005-07-21T14:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T16:18:01.036+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`if its not too late for coffee</title><content type='html'>heya babes,&lt;br /&gt;i finally got my internet connection back. i'm a happy deranged chimpanzee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok. not so happy. still bored. but it's not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this break from school's really helped me to think. it's good. i'll miss loads of people. i've been hanging out with loads of people. both from kcp and mcs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes it so much harder to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, listening to coffee by copeland, on repeat has the same effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've started hanging out with nilah lately. she'll be one of the people i miss most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been to the zoo, at a movie marathon, baybeats, &lt;b&gt;KCPSS&lt;/b&gt;'s food and funfair so far, i've seen two movies at the cinema. i honestly wouldnt have done so much hanging out if i was still at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after all that hanging out, i can honestly say that i love my friends. every single one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad says that if someone pisses you off so much that you cant stand it and feel like killing him/her, you should....in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall try killing _ _ _ _ _ in my head. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll go to sleep now. but not before this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Dirt cheap. Especially recently, the Great Singapore sale. Dirt cheap&lt;br /&gt;sluts are cheaper than dirt since they're on sale." - &lt;b&gt;Nilah&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;on i'm-so-goddamn-chio-who-arent-really-chio-and-kawaii-lians &lt;/blockquote&gt;night night.&lt;br /&gt;much &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112195548094686759?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112195548094686759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112195548094686759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112195548094686759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112195548094686759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/if-its-not-too-late-for-coffee.html' title='`if its not too late for coffee'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112194624035201855</id><published>2005-07-14T21:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T14:14:36.613+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`baybeats 2005</title><content type='html'>cute boys + great music = whoa&lt;br /&gt;baybeats rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like crap most of the day cuz of my throat. (I've got a bloody infection)&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, baybeats still managed to rock.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with Qin and Levi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy in the Loo are really good. They've got an awfully cute drummer who's apparently "very shy lah" when it comes to taking pics. (Qin still managed to take one with him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serenaide is also pretty good. They were decked in pink too! (hurray goes Qin.) we didnt get seats to watch them play. We had to stand right at the back and watch them from in between some guy's legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copeland…what can I say? They're just awesome. We even took pics with em before they played. Amazing. I'm still in awe. Aaron's real nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how I made it through the day with a fever, headache and sore throat. (basically the flu lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy Wee.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the face, but not the place.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen him somewhere. I know I have. But where?&lt;br /&gt;(he's this uber cute photographer that doesn't look any older than 17.)&lt;br /&gt;So cute. Oh so very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of bumping into people too.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Iriyani, Eugene, Farhan, Felicia Mok, KCB grads, Roslyn and Zachary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I saw one of Holly's friends, Yani. I think I've said this before, it's really weird when you see someone who you've only previously seen online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this Sam Cooper look alike. I swear that from the back, he totally looks like Sam. Same style, same build, same bleached blonde hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have seen the way Levi freaked out when I spotted him. There must have been other people who mistook him for Sam. Probably asked him for photos too. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi and I however, got to see the real Sam Cooper as we were through the esplanade mall. I guess our luck must be real good then.&lt;br /&gt;I was only joking when I told levi (over the phone) that we might get to see Sam at baybeats. (at that point in time I thought that it was possible &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;yet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; highly unlikely as Baybeats is spread over three days and that we spent very little time there too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that was the up side. Sam Cooper. Who would have expected that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi was crushed though. Sam had his arms around some skank. (thanks to nilah for expanding my vocabulary of degrading terms. Or else I would have just called the skank a bitch.) I feel sorry for her.(Levi, not the skank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's life for ya. Just when you think everythings going fine, life just comes back to bite you in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, some of you may ask, “But you don't even know that girl. She might be really nice you know.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're dealing with my sister's feelings now. So if calling that girl a skank would make her feel any better, I'd do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she probably wont read this.(nope, not even in a million years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much more determined to learn how to take photos professionally now. Becoming a baybeats photographer would be so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite feeling like crap for most of the day, today was pretty amazing. Yeah, a beautiful gloomy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baybeats 2006, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112194624035201855?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112194624035201855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112194624035201855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112194624035201855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112194624035201855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/07/baybeats-2005.html' title='`baybeats 2005'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112194702263640934</id><published>2005-06-30T05:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T14:22:53.890+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`from every heart you break</title><content type='html'>someone please shut my mum up. All she has talked about all morning is my education in france. It's starting to get tres boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm under so much fucking pressure and she's pressurizing me more. I am the one who has to learn French by September. I am the one who has to study with a bunch of 14 year olds. Not her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two stupid months to learn French from a fucking CD, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BY MYSELF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she can take her own sweet time and learn. She doesn't even have to go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant cry cuz she'll mock me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now both my internet and phone line have been cut and I have absolutely no means of communication. Nothing to do, and nothing to keep my mind off things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Yi Qin's birthday tomorrow. Maybe I should run away for a few hours. Give her another panic attack.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well &lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112194702263640934?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/112194702263640934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=112194702263640934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112194702263640934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/112194702263640934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/06/from-every-heart-you-break.html' title='`from every heart you break'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-112006211013411629</id><published>2005-06-29T18:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T18:21:50.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`not for me, not for me</title><content type='html'>bleepin buzzfrogs,&lt;br /&gt;my mum expects too much from me.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm going to the first year of college. i'll be one year older than everyone else. how fun. i feel so stupid at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe a round of mcr might help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112006211013411629?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-112005368917939287</id><published>2005-06-29T15:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T16:01:29.236+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`it doesnt last</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to my french cd, once again desperately trying to learn french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fuckin hate the alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ah - beh - say - dub leh veh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok. saying &lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt; makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-112005368917939287?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-111996446289940787</id><published>2005-06-28T14:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T15:31:50.776+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`sally's song</title><content type='html'>I sense there's something in the wind&lt;br /&gt;That feels like tragedy's at hand&lt;br /&gt;And though I'd like to stand by him&lt;br /&gt;Can't shake this feeling that I have&lt;br /&gt;The worst is just around the bend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And does he notice my feelings for him?&lt;br /&gt;And will he see how much he means to me?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's not to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will become of my dear friend?&lt;br /&gt;Where will his actions lead us then?&lt;br /&gt;Although I'd like to join the crowd&lt;br /&gt;In their enthusiastic cloud&lt;br /&gt;Try as I may, it doesn't last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will we ever end up together?&lt;br /&gt;No, I think not, it's never to become&lt;br /&gt;For I am not the one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111996446289940787?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111996446289940787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111996446289940787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111996446289940787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111996446289940787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/06/sallys-song.html' title='`sally&apos;s song'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-111987967218168146</id><published>2005-06-27T15:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T18:45:12.306+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`a lot like love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;let the rain fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and suddenly you're mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot like love is such a feel good movie. it's so sweet. predictable but still oh so sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111987967218168146?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111987967218168146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111987967218168146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111987967218168146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111987967218168146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/06/lot-like-love.html' title='`a lot like love'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-111984195839101401</id><published>2005-06-26T18:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T05:46:26.856+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`drops of jupiter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5395/409/1600/th_mikey.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5395/409/320/th_mikey.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first day of school was....&lt;br /&gt;wait a min, i wasnt there. it feels weird. i woke up at 5am too.&lt;br /&gt;the next two months are going to be anything but easy. learning&lt;br /&gt;french by my self? argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to meet &lt;b&gt;qin&lt;/b&gt; at 3 today. we're going to watch a lot like love. nilah says it's a nice movie. cheese nachos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's ridiculous. he's putting all these ideas into my mum's head.&lt;br /&gt;he suspects that i've got a boyfriend cuz i go out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's odd. my mum believes me when i say no. i mean i'm leaving in two months and getting involved in a relationship now is pointless. another heartache, what for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides i'm always alone at home i'm sure that if i really had a boyfriend, i'd bring him home yeah? and i'd tell my mum too. we've got a real open relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i guess i'll go get ready now.&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;farrah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111984195839101401?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-111949451613354348</id><published>2005-06-23T04:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T10:34:09.596+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`you, strange as angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll run away with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had such fun yesterday. =)&lt;br /&gt;i went out with &lt;b&gt;nilah&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;dee dee&lt;/b&gt;. met them at the toa payoh interchange in the afternoon. then we took a bus down to far east plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nelly noticed this lady with bleeding eyebrows. i think it was that eyebrow embroidery thing gone wrong. her brows were covered with pus! -pukes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all three of us couldnt help but stare and we were practically talking about her bows throughout the whole day. she works at this optical shop in far east.[what a coincidence?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to watch a horror flick but i was too scared to. so, we were off to starbucks for drinks then we walked to cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the horror flick, there werent anything any of us wanted to watch at both lido and cine. however, we got to see this weird girl at the arcade playing that para para game thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious? lol. nilah wanted to stand behind her and imitate her but i couldnt bring myself to do it. what a pity. it would have been fun to see the look on the girl's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at burger king. i was sorta fascinated with the hashbrowns. star shaped potato pieces that were going for 20 cents a box? who wouldnt be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, neoprints at the heeren. fun fun fun. nilah's first time in four years? we walked around a little and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then back down to far east we went, to take pics with my video cam. we did more walking and talking and laughing at people. we went back up to look at the lady with the bleeding brows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to pacific plaza then back home. a lot happened. so much. i cant describe yesterday actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, that was yesterday. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RAD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably be back tonight to blog. right now i'm real sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111949451613354348?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111949451613354348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>this time,&lt;br /&gt;i got manicures with my mum today we got some stuff settled in school too. i dont have to go back to study. all i have to do is collect my report book and testimonial and a leaving cert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm graduating earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to a lot of the dandy worhols and the cure lately. less than jake's good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;why wont you ever know that i'm in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that line. robert smith has a really good voice. so...hard to describe? &lt;b&gt;just like heaven&lt;/b&gt;'s on repeat at the moment. if i ever form a band, i hope we do a cover of it. it's a beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. my stepdad has this friend who has got five kids. one of her older ones, &lt;b&gt;Anthony&lt;/b&gt;, is 15.[ we always thought he was 20]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, he's blonde, goth and plays bass.[and from what i've heard, he's already sexually active. which i think is kinda repulsive but hey, what can i say? this is singapore and that's france.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum and stepdad hope that anthony and i can become really good friends. it's odd. lol. we're so different yet so alike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh, my stepdad's such a urgh. i dont know what to say. he's letting me use the pc for only two hours a night. how evil is that lah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off,&lt;br /&gt;shannelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111928624352845898?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111928624352845898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111928624352845898' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;*ahem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are six songs&lt;br /&gt;that i'm currently digging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;bohemian like you - dandy worhols&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;99 red ballons - goldfinger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;just like heaven - the cure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blitzkrieg bop - the ramones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;collide - howie day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;another heartache - pug jelly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111927858383255763?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111927858383255763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111927858383255763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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59 days.&lt;br /&gt;i'm never going to see most of my friends again.&lt;br /&gt;(unless i come back but that's a totally different story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it sucks chicken butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might not come back cuz my mum rather fly my brothers over during the holidays than come back here. i might come back when they go for &lt;b&gt;NS&lt;/b&gt; though. but that's donkey years from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be seeing my friends or family for the next four years. i wont be celebrating my 15th birthday in singapore, with my friends, family or my first love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead i'll be dumped in a room full of french teenagers who will hopefully be able to understand what i say. or it might be like my first day of sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all quiet and alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean has tried to make me feel less nervous about school. i'm still very much petrified. well, tomorrow, mummy's going down to kcp to take my report book back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she's going to tell them that i'm not going back to school anymore. so yeah, i'll be free till the second week of august. anyone wanna hang out, gimmie a ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to the cure now. what a rush. i love &lt;b&gt;just like heaven&lt;/b&gt;. krafty by new order reminds me of rollercoaster rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;she starts to cry ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;she starts to run.&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/7005062-111917320903182733?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111917320903182733'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-111909688763817934</id><published>2005-06-18T14:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T14:18:33.500+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`99 red balloons</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;99 red balloons&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;goldfinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I in a little toy shop&lt;br /&gt;buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got&lt;br /&gt;Set them free at the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;'Til one by one, they were gone&lt;br /&gt;Back at base, bugs in the software&lt;br /&gt;Flash the message, "Something's out there"&lt;br /&gt;Floating in the summer sky&lt;br /&gt;99 red balloons go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 red balloons floating in the summer sky&lt;br /&gt;Panic bells, it's red alert&lt;br /&gt;There's something here from somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;The war machine springs to life&lt;br /&gt;Opens up one eager eye&lt;br /&gt;Focusing it on the sky&lt;br /&gt;Where 99 red balloons go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 Decision Street, 99 ministers meet&lt;br /&gt;To worry, worry, super-scurry&lt;br /&gt;Call the troops out in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;This is what we've waited for&lt;br /&gt;This is it boys, this is war&lt;br /&gt;The president is on the line&lt;br /&gt;As 99 red balloons go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 Kriegsminister&lt;br /&gt;Streichholz und Benzinkanister&lt;br /&gt;Hielten sich fuer schlaue Leute&lt;br /&gt;Witterten schon fette Beute&lt;br /&gt;riefen Krieg und wollten Macht&lt;br /&gt;Mann, wer haette das gedacht&lt;br /&gt;Dass es einmal soweit kommt&lt;br /&gt;Wegen 99 Luftballons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 dreams I have had&lt;br /&gt;In every one a red balloon&lt;br /&gt;It's all over and I'm standin' pretty&lt;br /&gt;In this dust that was a city&lt;br /&gt;If I could find a souvenier&lt;br /&gt;Just to prove the world was here...&lt;br /&gt;And here is a red balloon&lt;br /&gt;I think of you and let it go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111909688763817934?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111909688763817934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111909688763817934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111909688763817934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111909688763817934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/06/99-red-balloons.html' title='`99 red balloons'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-111889167844421430</id><published>2005-06-16T04:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T06:52:31.563+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`all i want...</title><content type='html'>hey babes,&lt;br /&gt;i finally felt like blogging. mmm... i got paid for being late yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum went to tan tock seng hospital in the middle of the night and came back.&lt;br /&gt;i slept throughout the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired now and i just wanna crawl back into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111889167844421430?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111889167844421430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111889167844421430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111889167844421430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111889167844421430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/06/all-i-want.html' title='`all i want...'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-111868194511265317</id><published>2005-06-13T18:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T04:17:27.256+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`waiting[greenday]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;waiting &lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;greenday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting a long time&lt;br /&gt;For this moment to come&lt;br /&gt;I'm destined&lt;br /&gt;For anything...at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downtown lights will be shining&lt;br /&gt;On me like a diamond&lt;br /&gt;Ring out under the midnight hour&lt;br /&gt;No one can touch me now&lt;br /&gt;And I can't turn my back&lt;br /&gt;It's too late ready or not at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much closer than&lt;br /&gt;I have ever known...&lt;br /&gt;Wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawning of a new era&lt;br /&gt;Calling, don't let it catch you falling&lt;br /&gt;Ready or not at all&lt;br /&gt;So close enough to taste it&lt;br /&gt;Almost, I can embrace this&lt;br /&gt;Feeling, on the tip of my tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so much closer than&lt;br /&gt;I have ever known...&lt;br /&gt;Wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better thank your lucks stars....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;For this moment to come&lt;br /&gt;I'm destined for anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbstruck&lt;br /&gt;Colour me stupid&lt;br /&gt;Good luck&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna need it&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm going if I get there...&lt;br /&gt;At all....Wake up&lt;br /&gt;Better thank your lucky stars..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111868194511265317?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7005062.post-111852307167627448</id><published>2005-06-11T21:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T16:22:22.776+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`100 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 random things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. i'm allergic to chilli.&lt;br /&gt;02. black isnt my colour.&lt;br /&gt;03. i love neopet games.&lt;br /&gt;04. my first love's australian.&lt;br /&gt;05. i've never read any LOTR book.&lt;br /&gt;06. i like swimming.&lt;br /&gt;07. i wear size 8 shoes.&lt;br /&gt;08. i cry easily.&lt;br /&gt;09. chocolate turns me on.&lt;br /&gt;10. i like red.&lt;br /&gt;11. i suffer from motion sickness.&lt;br /&gt;12. i'm a camera whore.&lt;br /&gt;13. i overuse "&lt;b&gt;haha&lt;/b&gt;" and "&lt;b&gt;LOL&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;14. i cant live w/o a proper cooling system.&lt;br /&gt;15. i dislocated my patella last year.&lt;br /&gt;16. i used to like playing softball.&lt;br /&gt;17. i love snail mail.&lt;br /&gt;18. i am a fraidy cat.&lt;br /&gt;20. therefore i hate horror flicks.&lt;br /&gt;21. i've met pug jelly 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;22. i am right handed.&lt;br /&gt;23. i hate taking the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;24. i love &lt;b&gt;The OC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. i went to private kindergartens.&lt;br /&gt;26. i like stars.&lt;br /&gt;27. ostrich steak? i've had it.&lt;br /&gt;28. i love my red and green socks.&lt;br /&gt;29. stringray makes me puke.&lt;br /&gt;30. i'm a punk rock junkie.&lt;br /&gt;31. i cant fuckin tolerate techno.&lt;br /&gt;32. my good charlotte poster scares me.&lt;br /&gt;33. i love bejweled on MSN games.&lt;br /&gt;34. i get teased about my boobs alot.&lt;br /&gt;35. breadsticks are my comfort food.&lt;br /&gt;36. eyebrow piercings are sexy.&lt;br /&gt;37. i love bunnies and kittens.&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;b&gt;38C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. clowns scare me.&lt;br /&gt;40. pineapple juice = hangovers&lt;br /&gt;41. i'm tempted to steal bowling shoes.&lt;br /&gt;42. i've never watched a star wars film.&lt;br /&gt;43. i believe in god, aliens and ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;44. i cant put eyeliner on by myself.&lt;br /&gt;45. i fuckin hate backstabbers.(and i mean it.)&lt;br /&gt;46. i love harry potter novels.&lt;br /&gt;47. i'm a text addict.&lt;br /&gt;48. old school GC rocks.&lt;br /&gt;49. i like hanging out at lido.&lt;br /&gt;50. and watching people.&lt;br /&gt;51. i cant stand cilantro.&lt;br /&gt;52. i've got a shoe fetish.&lt;br /&gt;53. my first love is &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keiran Smith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;54. i've got a braces fetish.&lt;br /&gt;55. also a thing for boys with braces.&lt;br /&gt;56. i wont leave my house without my mobile, glasses and lip balm.&lt;br /&gt;57. i hate people who dont mean what they say.&lt;br /&gt;58. i've always wanted red hair.&lt;br /&gt;59.i like sunsets on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;60. snail and caterpillars freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;61. two words: drama geek.&lt;br /&gt;62. i like my handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;63. i'm a loner. =(&lt;br /&gt;64. i'm a sucker for indo and indian food.&lt;br /&gt;65. i pulled down a girls shorts in p3.&lt;br /&gt;66. i suck at painting my own fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;67. sec 3 sucks chicken ass big time.&lt;br /&gt;68. i've never shoplifted.&lt;br /&gt;69. never been kissed.&lt;br /&gt;70. i'm into aromatheraphy.&lt;br /&gt;71. i dont really eat fish.&lt;br /&gt;72. i hate ice kachang.&lt;br /&gt;73. i dont watch most of the shows on channel 5.&lt;br /&gt;74. i dont wear normal shaped contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;75. i mash up alot of my food.&lt;br /&gt;76. i felt like a lesbian for a week.&lt;br /&gt;77. i dont think i've got juicy secrets.&lt;br /&gt;78. i think masturbating's ok.[as long as people dont go out and rape.]&lt;br /&gt;79. i love &lt;b&gt;iced&lt;/b&gt; coffee or tea.&lt;br /&gt;80. i'm allergic to most seafood.&lt;br /&gt;81. i get migraines almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;82. i always blow dry my hair after washing.&lt;br /&gt;83. i give blowjobs to corndogs. lol.&lt;br /&gt;84. sappy/depressing lyrics get to me.&lt;br /&gt;85. i dont like people who dont type properly.&lt;br /&gt;86. i fought with another girl in lower primary.&lt;br /&gt;87. i'm a supporter of AIDS awareness.&lt;br /&gt;89. i love my friends a lot.&lt;br /&gt;90. my room's always messy.&lt;br /&gt;91. goth boys scare me.&lt;br /&gt;92. i hate soggy fries.&lt;br /&gt;93. i have insoles in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;94. i'm usually sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;95. to me, christmas is &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; coming.&lt;br /&gt;96. i cant whisper.&lt;br /&gt;97. i admire tim burton.&lt;br /&gt;98. i use the body shop's &lt;b&gt;moonflower&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;99. my face has this pink tinge to it.&lt;br /&gt;100. &lt;b&gt;the end?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111852307167627448?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111852307167627448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111852307167627448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111852307167627448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111852307167627448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/06/100-things.html' title='`100 things'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-111849020615607845</id><published>2005-06-11T13:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T13:43:26.160+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`you and i collide</title><content type='html'>hey hey hey,&lt;br /&gt;went to town with my mum and bro.&lt;br /&gt;i finally bought new shoes. they're cute. haha. ballet flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna get a new top on monday. and make my passport. i changed my name. lol. so now i've gotta make a new passport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll most probably be leaving around the 18th of august. that's the day my papa flies off. not sure about my mum and i though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means i wont be here when keiran comes. i think i'll cry. of all things i have to miss. it's keiran. and he's coming on my birthday. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. he says  that we might be able to meet in europe. he's going to hungary. his grandfather's german.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'm having a migraine now. and i'm sorta hungry.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shannelle-Farrah Louis.&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/7005062-111849020615607845?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111849020615607845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111849020615607845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111849020615607845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111849020615607845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-and-i-collide.html' title='`you and i collide'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-111841406242183074</id><published>2005-06-10T16:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T15:32:32.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`collide</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;collide&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;howie day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;br /&gt;A light shining through&lt;br /&gt;You're barely waking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tangled up in you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm open, you're closed&lt;br /&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;br /&gt;I worry I won't see your face&lt;br /&gt;Light up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find, you and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quiet, you know&lt;br /&gt;You make a first impression&lt;br /&gt;I've found I'm scared to know&lt;br /&gt;I'm always on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;br /&gt;Out of the back you fall in time&lt;br /&gt;You somehow find, you and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop here&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my place&lt;br /&gt;I'm close behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills your mind&lt;br /&gt;You finally find, you and I collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You finally find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;You finally find&lt;br /&gt;You and I collide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111841406242183074?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111841406242183074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111841406242183074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111841406242183074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111841406242183074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111832529298111523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111832529298111523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111832529298111523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/06/tttka.html' title='`tttka'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><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-7005062.post-111796996709601117</id><published>2005-06-05T16:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T15:41:21.100+02:00</updated><title type='text'>`omg it's mitch</title><content type='html'>heya babes,&lt;br /&gt;today was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S L O W.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 3 and woke up at 5-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, mum went to town with me yesterday. my mum bought a lot of stuff. some of which surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get an off shoulder top. a pink one. lol.&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably get a purple one or something. i also wanna buy a red bra and a silk skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i spoke to keiran yesterday. he's so nice. and so mature for a boy. even my mum thinks he's nice. so yeah we were talking about some stuff and the media. this is what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;catalyst you insist to pull me&lt;br /&gt;down//*&lt;br /&gt;*\\it's all downhill from here says:&lt;br /&gt;the media's so&lt;br /&gt;sterotypical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hot dogs says:&lt;br /&gt;you dont have to be skinny to be&lt;br /&gt;beautiful. thats a lot of crap and if a guy thinks that then hes not worth&lt;br /&gt;having.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;he asked me how he was going to make me fall for him if i left before he came. i thought that was sweet. he's wise. very wise. he's living proof that wisdom does not come with age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, back to my lil trip to far eat with my mum. i saw &lt;b&gt;mitchell&lt;/b&gt;. i read his livejournal. he's one hell of a cool guy. rad snaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a little bit of a shock when u you see someone that you know from the net who doesnt know you. i was awe struck for three seconds. i stood there shocked to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he noticed. it was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my mum and i went up to the tattoo parlour and i saw mitch in &lt;b&gt;sponge&lt;/b&gt; again. like wth! lol. he's tall. very tall. but he's american. so that explains it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my mum that i read his blog and she didnt believe me! haha. she thought i was lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh....i just argued with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;my dad gave me fifty dollars. after so long. i'll miss him. even though we've still got some issues that will probably never be resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired now. and i guess over this weekend, the only thing i got majorly excited over is seeing mitchell in person. and he doesnt even know who i am. -sob- i shall crawl into bed and slowly fall asleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111796996709601117?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111796996709601117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111796996709601117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;i got that line from this forum that i read.&lt;br /&gt;i like it. lol. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i confess.&lt;br /&gt;i have a shoe fetish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; caught me red-handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help it. ballet flats are so damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that after the hols. i only have slightly less than 2 months in singapore. and the first week of the hols are like almost over already. i seriously need to go out more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why do they even call it a holiday when everyone has to go back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know that after one month our brains bit be a little rusty but it isnt an excuse to pile the homework on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kids overseas who are on summer vacation actually have the time to work! and their holidays lasts for three flippin months. not inculding the seasonal holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's amazing actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;teachers here must be too bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh well, my mum's bf sent us pics of the house over there.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just uploading my three favourite ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/house.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exterior of the house. nothing much. but i love the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/thwindows.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;windows in one of the bedrooms. amazing stuff. [well, for a singaporean who has lived in a flat all her life]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/1003/farrari/thshower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fave. the bathroom. for an old building, the bathroom's amazin. it reminds me of a hotel actually. we've got a bathtub in another bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all i'm very happy with the house. i'll have a room that's twice the size [or more] of my current bedroom.[bigger bed!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that angelina jolie's last name is kinda cool. in french, jolie means pretty and therefore her name's angelina pretty and her father would be mr pretty. lol. it's odd to think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling that the next few months will be an adventure that i'll never fucking forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll miss everyone. that's for sure. so start giving me all your addresses/contacts yeah? i dont wanna forget anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7005062-111772247912198553?l=benjimckenzie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/feeds/111772247912198553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7005062&amp;postID=111772247912198553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111772247912198553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7005062/posts/default/111772247912198553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjimckenzie.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-not-jedi-i-should-be.html' title='`i&apos;m not the jedi i should be'/><author><name>hahnstarr*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
