<?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-5305365023854663089</id><updated>2011-09-01T13:42:47.737-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kim vo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-2356099057122573338</id><published>2010-12-04T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T16:35:46.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>partying, going out and simply just tryna distract myself from the truth.. being lonely sucks. but i know im strong enough to overcome this phase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-2356099057122573338?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2356099057122573338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/12/partying-going-out-and-simply-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2356099057122573338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2356099057122573338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/12/partying-going-out-and-simply-just.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-5245697646860966573</id><published>2010-10-11T19:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:41:25.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;ℒℴѵℯ♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-5245697646860966573?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5245697646860966573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5245697646860966573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5245697646860966573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-2546567023772281166</id><published>2010-10-10T03:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T03:19:19.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me</title><content type='html'>Fool me once&lt;i&gt; shame on you&lt;/i&gt;, Fool me twice or in my case.. 20 times, &lt;i&gt;shame on me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-2546567023772281166?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2546567023772281166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/10/fool-me-once-shame-on-you-fool-me-twice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2546567023772281166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2546567023772281166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/10/fool-me-once-shame-on-you-fool-me-twice.html' title='fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-9044147949877486352</id><published>2010-08-24T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:31:40.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Together forever</title><content type='html'>I can be the worse boyfriend at times, I can&amp;nbsp;repeatedly do stupid shit over and over again and show that I don't deserve this girl. What can be seen from this is that I DONT learn from my mistakes. &amp;nbsp;But that can't change what I feel inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've realized the consequences of my actions and words, I feel like shit and theres nothing I can do because what was done is done. &amp;nbsp;I can only hope it's not to late to fix the damage Ive done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was my first love, the first girl since starting of highschool, and what I feel for her is far superior from that. People tell me I have the "First Love" and there is plenty of other girls that can "Get me" like she does but I beg to differ. She is special and has been for the last 9 months of my life and if I could see this girl more than a few days every half year, she would understand just how much I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sucks to be in a battle you know you are going to lose. &amp;nbsp;Who would you trust? Some person you met once or friends you see&amp;nbsp;regularly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope that with the time we've spent together May 21-22, you can see how much I love you and care for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and Ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-9044147949877486352?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/9044147949877486352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/08/together-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/9044147949877486352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/9044147949877486352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/08/together-forever.html' title='Together forever'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-3296368268326239631</id><published>2010-08-06T18:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T18:55:37.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;broccoli, cauliflower, celery, carrot, garlic, onion, zucchini, lettuce, green beans, mango, apple, cranberry, grapefruit, papaya, watermelon, peach, orange, lemon, cranberry, blueberries, strawberry, tomato, raspberry, spinach, cucumber.&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/5305365023854663089-3296368268326239631?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3296368268326239631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/08/broccoli-cauliflower-celery-carrot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3296368268326239631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3296368268326239631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/08/broccoli-cauliflower-celery-carrot.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-4694074146022613417</id><published>2010-07-30T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T15:55:02.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;One big fight is just a small fraction of our lives, lets not let it take over the love we have for one another.. and keep pushing on &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Love you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-4694074146022613417?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4694074146022613417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-big-fight-is-just-small-fraction-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/4694074146022613417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/4694074146022613417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-big-fight-is-just-small-fraction-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-9011573079049558194</id><published>2010-07-25T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T10:23:59.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only she can...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ao-N_bpPr6w/TExI3NgcnvI/AAAAAAAABBg/I1LENMLpz6Y/s1600/w810i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ao-N_bpPr6w/TExI3NgcnvI/AAAAAAAABBg/I1LENMLpz6Y/s320/w810i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ao-N_bpPr6w/TExI5ns9NKI/AAAAAAAABBo/dUBUiCr83w4/s1600/Blackberry+Curve+8900+Skin+Cover+(Pink).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ao-N_bpPr6w/TExI5ns9NKI/AAAAAAAABBo/dUBUiCr83w4/s320/Blackberry+Curve+8900+Skin+Cover+(Pink).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Off in my own world, sleeping its 5am in the morning. &amp;nbsp;The s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;un is rising and I'm sound asleep... then I hear buzzing.... still asleep more buzzing my eyes start to twitch...more buzzing ...eyes are open but still high off my sleep ...more buzzing K WTF!&lt;/span&gt; ...i&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;ts my phone and I'm about to rage because when I wake up in the morning its hard for me to fall asleep again. &amp;nbsp;So I reach out for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;my phone, smack my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;phone with a heavy hand and see that I have like 20 new messages... This can only mean one thing, my girlfriend. Anyone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt; I would rage but she's an exception because shes worth all my time even if its at 5am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STAY TUNED&lt;/b&gt; for more bf hacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-9011573079049558194?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/9011573079049558194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/only-she-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/9011573079049558194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/9011573079049558194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/only-she-can.html' title='Only she can...'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ao-N_bpPr6w/TExI3NgcnvI/AAAAAAAABBg/I1LENMLpz6Y/s72-c/w810i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-5053824776137132280</id><published>2010-07-23T02:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T02:01:34.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Those words you can never take them back. I'll never forget it, trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-5053824776137132280?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5053824776137132280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/those-words-you-can-never-take-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5053824776137132280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5053824776137132280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/those-words-you-can-never-take-them.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-419899841714925933</id><published>2010-07-22T03:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T03:49:09.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3:40AM Can't sleep..so tired</title><content type='html'>Damn, I haven't been up this late in a while...eek going to wake up at like noon k kim blog kim blog stay focused.. clearly &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TARDING&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; out right now can barely keep eyes open so forgive me if there are numerous grammatical errors &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't one day I don't think about you, every morning I wakeup roll over to smack a few buttons and see if i got a new msg from you :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm on Facebook, I creep you ...don't know how i swear i don't do it purposely i just end up on your page somehow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you having sick dream right now because you love to dream, can't wait to hear about it in the morning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I just wrote an essay even though when i wake up i will realise i wrote 4 sentences. I TRIED s'all that matters right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pew pew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;lt;3 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;forever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOW CEPT NOT! PUNCHING KIRBY &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;o--(^_^o---) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT WHAT MORE???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;(^=.=^) (^=.=) (^=.) (^=) (^) (^ ^) (^) (=^) (.=^) (=.=^) (^=.=^)&lt;/span&gt; SPIN KITTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL took me 30 minutes to write this? im so embarassed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-419899841714925933?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/419899841714925933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/340am-cant-sleepso-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/419899841714925933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/419899841714925933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/340am-cant-sleepso-tired.html' title='3:40AM Can&apos;t sleep..so tired'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-1523264181845333811</id><published>2010-07-20T15:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T15:58:33.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stages in a Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; color: #454545; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://i31.tinypic.com/ff96jk.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 14px; margin-left: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The chase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The stage where you get to know the person &amp;amp; grow to love them. You talk to them constantly &amp;amp; text them. They’re usually the last person you talk to before you go to bed. You wake up to goodmorning texts from them &amp;amp; they’re on your mind throughout the day. As you two grow closer, you learn more about each other that makes you fall even deeper in love with them. Their flaws aren’t really flaws to you &amp;amp; everything they do just makes you light up. You guys share the same taste in music &amp;amp; do cute things for each other. You try to impress one another &amp;amp; I bet your friends tease you two about getting together. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The facebook status change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So it’s official. Facebook official. You two are now “In A Relationship”. Congratulations&amp;nbsp;! Your friends “like” it &amp;amp; comment on it. Don’t even deny that you like the attention. Admit it, honeymoon days &amp;amp; the pillowtalk stage is great. (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You guys have reached a level of comfort with each other. You stopped trying to hard to impress one another &amp;amp; gradually you grow so accustomed to them if you’re a girl you lose the need to doll up &amp;amp; look your best every time you see them. Sometimes you may miss being single. It’s weird, when you’re single you want to be in a relationship but once you’re in one you sort of miss being single. You miss the freedom &amp;amp; now you’re responsible for another person’s feelings. But you shouldn’t feel that way constantly, or maybe you just can’t settle down. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Those stay-up-all-night-soul-crushing fights.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You two have your first real fight. It was bound to happen eventually. Usually it brings you two closer because like they say, those who fight still care for each other. Those fights will either cause you to break up, or if you two endure, your love for each other will grow stronger &amp;amp; more secure. You realize the other person isn’t perfect, or exactly how you thought they were, as you become even more entwined in their life, but you love them despite your expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The grass is greener on the other side syndrome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There comes a point where you wonder if someone else could make you happier. If there’s someone out there that will connect to you better or love you better. The thing is, when they get you, most guys stop doing the things they used to. You miss how hard he would try &amp;amp; the cute things he’d do. It seems like he’s not putting in as much effort as the other guy who does cute things for you but face it, those insignificant things are nothing compared to the love he has for you. When a guy truly loves you, best believe you have his heart in the palm of your hands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Long term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Maybe it’s 6 months, or maybe it’s a year. But when you two have made it so far together that you’re considered long term, that’s an accomplishment because most couples around this age only last a few months.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5305365023854663089-1523264181845333811?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1523264181845333811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/stages-in-relationship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/1523264181845333811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/1523264181845333811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/stages-in-relationship.html' title='Stages in a Relationship'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/ff96jk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-7138743900992205509</id><published>2010-07-19T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:37:56.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shoppin</title><content type='html'>So I'm back from volunteering and going to the mall! Went to the mall with my best gurlies &lt;3.. and Nerojan LOOL. I thought I would for sure find what I was looking for at Forever 21! They have everything.. but nope.. sadly everything was just bleh. Need to go to the one in Newmarket that place has everything because its not as busy! Ate lots of sushi! And um.. got 2 pairs of lacy pantyhose with different patterns! theyre really cute :) So tomorrow I have tutoring and work.. ugh I really dread work these days.. but hey I need the cash. K.. BYE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-7138743900992205509?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7138743900992205509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/shoppin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7138743900992205509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7138743900992205509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/shoppin.html' title='shoppin'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-732283928131065453</id><published>2010-07-19T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T00:19:49.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Made A Wish And You Came True</title><content type='html'>HACKED___&lt;br /&gt;proud of my booboo for being a size 0, fittest asian hands down.  You can look, no touchie please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Your Boyfriend  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntAlhciRb_4&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-732283928131065453?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/732283928131065453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-made-wish-and-you-came-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/732283928131065453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/732283928131065453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-made-wish-and-you-came-true.html' title='I Made A Wish And You Came True'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-248036416722162348</id><published>2010-07-18T19:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:50:17.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK!!</title><content type='html'>Sup guys?!?! It's been a LONG while since I been on this thing. Well, since I'm done school and had nothing better to do, I changed my layout! It's so cute in my opinion! Took a while to spruce it up :) Anyways, so today I went shopping with my rents. Haven't done that since.. last year or something. How sad. It was nice! My parents and I parted ways because they took so damn long in the jeweler store. So I just decided to go off alone :) I was honestly expecting to go on a major shopping spree and get a whole bunch of shit! Sadly, nothing even looked appealing to me. I got one pair of hollister shorts. I went to abercrombie and tried on two really cute tops! Everything fit perfect cept for my BOOB area. Sheesh design sumtin for women with a figure! So, that was dissapointing indeed. and NO im not gonna go one size up for it to fit my boobs. Did that last time. The bottom part of the top was way to big on me. Regret buying that :( SO YEAH i went to Aritzia thinking FOR SURE i will get something... nope.. nothing appealing sheesh! So since i was dissapointed with ONE item bought.. i decided to just go back to hollister and buy another DARK pair of jean shorts.. BUT THEY WERE GONE!! All the sizes were big sizes. And I'm a size 0-1 SHEESH CAPISH. So i left. I was kind of sad I only came home with ONE thing. Oh wells, i predict shopping tomorrow !! Different mall though. I got tons of stuff on my wishlist! Now that school's over.. I'm back to my shopaholic ways! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-248036416722162348?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/248036416722162348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/248036416722162348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/248036416722162348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-back.html' title='IM BACK!!'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-915832912811741376</id><published>2010-07-01T11:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T11:15:09.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"It's the worst feeling in the world, to love and hate someone all at the same time. and it's hard to watch things change when all you want is for them to stay the same. It's crazy when you want to let go, but you keep holding on, and when you want to move on, you're stuck right there where you first started. When feelings come and go and you can't decide on what you want. When you have so many things to say, but you don't know where to start. When you want them in your life so bad, but all you can do is watch them drift farther and farther away. It's so hard to think back on how things used to be without comparing it to how things are now... knowing that things are different, and they may never be the same. You tell yourself it's not worth it, but if it really didn't matter, you wouldn't spend so much time thinking about it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-915832912811741376?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/915832912811741376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-worst-feeling-in-world-to-love-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/915832912811741376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/915832912811741376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-worst-feeling-in-world-to-love-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-92828048808495674</id><published>2010-06-10T21:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:05:37.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every little thing is gonna be alright, Sometimes God uses pain to inspect us, correct us, direct us, &amp; perfect us -R.Warren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-92828048808495674?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/92828048808495674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/06/every-little-thing-is-gonna-be-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/92828048808495674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/92828048808495674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/06/every-little-thing-is-gonna-be-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-4729034032694300123</id><published>2010-06-03T23:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T23:31:33.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you call him, he says your needy and clingy. if he calls you, he says you should be grateful. if you don't love him, he’ll try to win you. if you love him, he’ll leave you. if you don’t fuck him, he’ll say you don’t love him. if you do, he’ll say your easy. if you tell him your problems, he’ll say you irritating. if you don’t, he’ll say you don’t trust him. if you lecture him, he’ll say your annoying. if he lectures you, it’s because he cares for you. if you drink, you’re bad. if he drinks, he’s just hanging out. if you hurt him, you’re a bitch again. if he hurts you, it’s because you’re so hard to understand. if you break a promise, you can’t be trusted. if he breaks it, he had to. if you cheat, you expect it to be over. if he cheats, he expects to be given another chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-4729034032694300123?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4729034032694300123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-you-call-him-he-says-your-needy-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/4729034032694300123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/4729034032694300123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-you-call-him-he-says-your-needy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-564876722514347174</id><published>2010-02-10T09:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:42:53.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>feb 10, 2010</title><content type='html'>You're hardly conscious of the stains and scars, enabling your partly clouded logic&lt;br /&gt;To pay to impart bliss with arrangements of chocolates&lt;br /&gt;Now, you're working yourself out the same as when you strain with a Nautilus&lt;br /&gt;And you're willing to embrace pain facing sustained negative consequence&lt;br /&gt;If nothing you say when in love is embedded with common sense&lt;br /&gt;Then, do you really regret when you've shredded your promises?&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've tested the waters, kid. Sipped it; rippled the pond a bit&lt;br /&gt;Visits have been abolished, and this shit's killing my confidence&lt;br /&gt;Is this filling your conscience when distance is an accomplishment?&lt;br /&gt;If you miss chicks when they're around, the phrase "Let's quit" isn't an option&lt;br /&gt;My hands tied in knots, Knowing that I'll never learn to brave the waves if I stand by the docks.&lt;br /&gt;You best fix whatever's wrong and just move on and get on with it&lt;br /&gt;Cause, You'll catch bigger fish in the sea if you manage not to drown in it&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, but proud or not, most your standards go down a notch&lt;br /&gt;When loneliness drinks at the bar you set too high&lt;br /&gt;Cause, It isn't really my time, is it? Shit...I just found the watch&lt;br /&gt;But hearing the bell toll for me twice a day, has me fearing my grandfather clock&lt;br /&gt;And I can't die without trying. My hands tied in knots&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I'll never learn to brave the waves if I stand by the docks&lt;br /&gt;Love is hampered by thought, if you can handle the prospect of&lt;br /&gt;Death - it's as massive a shock. And To intellects, it's a fuckin' smack in the crotch&lt;br /&gt;It's a cancer that rots your soul, tosses demons off of the road&lt;br /&gt;Just use caution and know, that, love ain't nothing but a loss of control&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-564876722514347174?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/564876722514347174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/02/feb-10-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/564876722514347174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/564876722514347174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2010/02/feb-10-2010.html' title='feb 10, 2010'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-2594450214629457758</id><published>2009-12-11T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:21:09.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to all those girls who used to be his number one</title><content type='html'>The ones who waited all night for him to call, only to check your cellphone the next morning and be disappointed. The ones who made it through that bitter break up, dried your own tears, and moved on with your life, only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened. Those of you who cried on the first day you talked again because you knew exactly where this phone call was going. The ones who listened to him say, "I only want to be your friend", one day, then listened to him say that he loves and misses you, and the next when he doesn't want to be anything at all. Here's to the ones that took him back, hoping that maybe this time, he was different, hoping that maybe people really do change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We listened to our friends tell us that we were stupid for even thinking about giving him another chance, got crap from our parents, and even snuck around to see him even for a while. We went through the great stage with no fights all over again. We started this out thinking it would be just friends, and ended up falling in love with him again. We wanted nothing more in the world than to hear him tell us he loved us too, that even though things were bad in the past, they would be different this time. And when we finally heard it, it was like we were dreaming. This is for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the ones who believed what he said, sat around all over again waiting for a phone call that might come in a few hours, or a few days. Here's for the tears cried and dried all over again. We wanted so desperately to believe that he was really busy, he couldn't possibly call us at that moment, or even that he fell asleep early. We trained ourselves to believe the lies because we wanted to believe we had found the one for us. We learned to SETTLE for someone who didn't treat us the way we should be treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's for the ones who did their hair and make up and put on their prettiest everything, only to hear him say that he couldn't see us today. The ones who never believed it when people told us there might be someone else. We just couldn't believe that he could do this to us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for those great girls, who loved him more than words can say, and took him back no matter what happened last time because they couldn't bear to look back on their lives one day and wonder "what if". This is for the girls that stayed up all night long listening to him whine about an ex girlfriend who cheated on him, and cried during the entire conversation. The ones who hoped he would realize that he deserved better, that he deserved us. When he said that he loved you, but he was in love with her, he didn't mean it. This is for the ones that held on to something that was never there to begin with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for us girls, who somehow managed to get him to forget about her, and get him to tell us that he was in love with us again, only to have him tell us three weeks later that "You're just not the one for me." or maybe, "things were going too fast, I'm just not ready."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the girls who couldn't cry to their friends because of how stupid they felt. The ones who held it all in when things came crumbling to pieces again. This is for the ones who couldn't bear to even tell their mom what was going on, for fear of an "I told you so." The ones that could just TELL that they had made a mistake ever allowing him into their hearts, their beds, and their dreams again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew that we deserved better the entire time, that we deserved a guy who would call when he said he was going to, one that would come see us when ever he got the chance, one that would really care about us. We just wanted the one that we loved like that. Here's for the ones that FINALLY realized that he never gave one thought about them. Here's for the time that he took to waste, breaking your heart ... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for those days spent trying to hold back the tears, and the tears that turned into anger, then disappointment. Here's for us girls who finally realized that we deserve better. This is for those confusing days, when you miss him,and want nothing more than to hear his voice, or feel his arms around your waist. Stay strong, and remember that relationships are like broken glass, sometimes it's better to leave it alone rather than try to put the pieces back together and get hurt all over again. Remember the times you cried, and how long it took you to even be able to look at another guy like that. When your song comes on the radio, turn the station. When the day comes that he realizes what a mistake he made and tries calling, turn your phone off. When he tries coming to your house, don't answer the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the broken promises, and the lies, the manipulation and the tears, the wasted moments and staying up all night wondering where the hell he was. Think of how your heart used to jump when your phone would vibrate in the middle of the night, and how it fell to your stomach when you saw it wasn't him, and realized that once again, he hadn't called when he said he was going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, you'll find a guy who's worth all the tears, but he won't make you cry. You may think that you'll never care about someone like you did that guy that you always ran back to, but you will. It's gonna hurt like hell, and it's going to need time to heal, but the point is, it will heal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-2594450214629457758?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2594450214629457758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-to-all-those-girls-who-used-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2594450214629457758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2594450214629457758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-to-all-those-girls-who-used-to-be.html' title='Here&apos;s to all those girls who used to be his number one'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-7559600964732507746</id><published>2009-11-13T08:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:23:25.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's weird how you could see people everyday and in a flash theyre gone. its the strangest feeling. i knew you since we were in grade 5. i saw you every day at school and even today and its a shock to find out..... well yeah.. thanks for always helping me out.. remember physics? oh man i wouldve failed without your help. remember elementary school? lol.. i wont get into that but seriously. when i found out it was shocking. i was on the bus with my firends and i got a teary eyed. when i came home i just broke down crying and it suddenly hit me that something so horrible happend to someone so genuine and nice. it puzzled me. i just keep wondering "how could this happen to such a good girl?" but you kno.. "the good die young" heaven has gained another angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;rest in paradise, catherine tran&lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-7559600964732507746?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7559600964732507746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-weird-how-you-could-see-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7559600964732507746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7559600964732507746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-weird-how-you-could-see-people.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-216700022293066814</id><published>2009-11-01T09:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:13:16.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween</title><content type='html'>chilled @ chichimon's, halloween store, lcbo, trick or treatin, karaoke, gettin drunk, cruisin around and bonfire at lakeshore! FUN NIGHT!! a night i really needed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-216700022293066814?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/216700022293066814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/216700022293066814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/216700022293066814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='halloween'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-4877638928056184035</id><published>2009-10-30T01:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:27:50.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay. Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior. Allow your intuition or spirit to save you from heartache. Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be. Slower is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy. If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve, heck no, you can't ''be friends ''. A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend. Don't settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is. Don't stay because you think it will get better. You'll be mad at yourself a year later for stayingwhen things are not better. The only person you can control in a relationship is you. Always have your own set of friends separate from his. Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. If something bothers you, speak up. Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later. You cannot change a man's behavior. Change comes from within. Don't ever make him feel he is moreimportant than you are.. even if he has more education, or is in a better job. Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less. Never let a man define who you are. Never borrow someone else's man. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man will only treat you the way you allow him to treat you. All men are not dogs. You should not be the only one doing allthe bending.. compromise is a two way street. You need time to heal between relationships.. there is nothing cute about baggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship. You should never look for someone to complete you.. a relationship consists of two whole individuals. Look forsomeone complimentary, not supplementary. Dating is fun.. even if he of two doesn't turn out to Mr. Right. Make him miss you sometimes.. when a man always know where you are, and you're always readily available to him. He takes it forgranted. Never move into his mother's house, never co-sign for a man. Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything you need. Keep him in your radar but get to know others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oprah Winfrey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-4877638928056184035?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4877638928056184035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-man-wants-you-nothing-can-keep-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/4877638928056184035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/4877638928056184035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-man-wants-you-nothing-can-keep-him.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-6775454202178863295</id><published>2009-10-29T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:36:01.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't lookin at you no more, I'm lookin past you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aLZ5mUkrU9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aLZ5mUkrU9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-6775454202178863295?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6775454202178863295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-aint-lookin-at-you-no-more-im-lookin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6775454202178863295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6775454202178863295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-aint-lookin-at-you-no-more-im-lookin.html' title='I ain&apos;t lookin at you no more, I&apos;m lookin past you.'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-3456408814682349984</id><published>2009-10-23T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:10:23.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Real bitches don't lie, they tell the fucking truth and take the consequences. So when you lie to me, don't fucking ask me if I'm mad at you, because I don't get mad, I get even. - Han Tran&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-3456408814682349984?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3456408814682349984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/real-bitches-dont-lie-they-tell-fucking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3456408814682349984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3456408814682349984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/real-bitches-dont-lie-they-tell-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-8989757969491522467</id><published>2009-10-19T18:33:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:42:00.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>never again</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="25" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xrNMViF1D3k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xrNMViF1D3k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="25" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby stop and think about it&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where did we go wrong, how did it end like this&lt;br /&gt;Can we work it out, I doubt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;We&lt;/s&gt; I did all &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt; I could, and baby I can't go on like this&lt;br /&gt;I never did you wrong, you're trippin'&lt;br /&gt;you're listening to your friends and all the bullshit they had to say&lt;br /&gt;It's like they loved you more than I did,&lt;br /&gt;so baby roll with your crew and do what you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never wanna kiss you again,&lt;br /&gt;never wanna walk through the park holding your hand&lt;br /&gt;No more talking all night until the early morning&lt;br /&gt;And it's such a shame to say that we'll never be the same, again&lt;br /&gt;Baby stop and think about it, (bout it, bout it, bout it) &lt;u&gt;you lied to me&lt;/u&gt;, lied to me&lt;br /&gt;Baby stop and think about it, (bout it, bout it, bout it) you lied to me, lied to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love we once shared, no longer&lt;br /&gt;No longer remains and now it's heartache and pain&lt;br /&gt;Because she never really knew, she wondered&lt;br /&gt;Was she being untrue, or was I being a fool&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm gone and I'm never coming home&lt;br /&gt;So baby don't call, cause I won't answer my phone,&lt;br /&gt;Stay out of my life, baby just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;And it's such a shame to say,&lt;br /&gt;that we'll never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;And boy you told me you'd be there for me,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;promised that you'd never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You lied to me, you lied to me, lied to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy you told me you'd be there for me,&lt;br /&gt;promised that you'd never leave&lt;br /&gt;You lied to me, you lied to me, lied to me&lt;br /&gt;And boy you told me you'd be there for me,&lt;br /&gt;promised that you'd never leave&lt;br /&gt;You lied to me, you lied to me, lied to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now I'm closing the door, put my heart on the floor&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you no more&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-8989757969491522467?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8989757969491522467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-stop-and-think-about-it-tell-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/8989757969491522467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/8989757969491522467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-stop-and-think-about-it-tell-me.html' title='never again'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-8579343180533293290</id><published>2009-10-12T12:06:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:50:02.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreak Collision</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="30" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fgs1knbGx18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fgs1knbGx18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="30" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;where do we go from here&lt;br /&gt;when we know it hurts&lt;br /&gt;but we just &lt;i&gt;cant seem to let go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from here&lt;br /&gt;so we work things out&lt;br /&gt;but we both end up &lt;b&gt;hurting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it seems&lt;br /&gt;to disappear&lt;br /&gt;cause the &lt;i&gt;love we had&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just aint &lt;i&gt;no longer here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Im lost&lt;br /&gt;on a road&lt;br /&gt;with no speed limit&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;u&gt;heartbreak&lt;/u&gt; collision is near&lt;br /&gt;dont pull me over&lt;br /&gt;oh I just cant take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"True love does not want for anything. If you hope and nothing returns, &lt;i&gt;you do not stop loving a person&lt;/i&gt;. It's not important if your efforts don't bring in a result. What's important the capacity to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;unconditionally&lt;/u&gt;."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-8579343180533293290?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8579343180533293290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/heartbreak-collision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/8579343180533293290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/8579343180533293290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/heartbreak-collision.html' title='Heartbreak Collision'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-3973367983615104319</id><published>2009-10-09T16:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:42:04.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sushi with girls &lt;3</title><content type='html'>had sushi with my gurliess today &lt;3 it was really fun. havent laughed so much in SOOOO long! I even had tears in my eyes.. LOL. I was thinking of flopping on sushi but im glad i didnt! i really needed a pick me up! lately i've been stressing out SOOO much! School, personal situations and just... i dunnoooo. I went with Diana, Jess, Ryda and Annabelle. It was hilarious. We were the loudest ones in the whole resaurant LOL everyone kept staring at us and they caught me everytime i made a funny face which was.. pretty embarassing.. LMFAO. Anywho im looking forward to this weekend! Tomorrow im thinking of going to Fearfest and Sunday i'm getting my nails done :D mani AND pedi woot woot :D I'm hoping theres a family get together on monday! YAY turkey day! mmm yum. But yeah i was just on facebook and i found a really nice note that Ninibeth supposedly stole from someone lmao But yeah this goes out to all you gurls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I know you miss him&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you think you can't be without him .&lt;br /&gt;I know he told you he loved you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know he said he'd never leave .&lt;br /&gt;I know although you knew you shouldn't have believed that , you did&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you want him more than anything .&lt;br /&gt;I know you spend extra time doing your makeup and hair perfect just incase he looks your way&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know secretly , you want to bump into him anywhere you go .&lt;br /&gt;I know you get that feeling when you walk past him&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you just want him to look your way .&lt;br /&gt;I know he called you his "baby" and "his number one"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know he told you he loved you at the end of each of his texts .&lt;br /&gt;I know he told you you was his world&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know he made you happy .&lt;br /&gt;I know you re-read the saved texts from him that you should have deleted ages ago&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you can't figure out what's making you still like him so much even after he's caused you so much pain .&lt;br /&gt;I know your face lights up at the mention of his name&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know your scared to talk about him to your friends because you don't want them to know how amazing he is .&lt;br /&gt;I know you still get that tingley feeling if he so much as looks as though he's looking your way&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know that the whole day you'll be analyzing what that look meant .&lt;br /&gt;I know you know he used you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you always forgave him for all his faults no matter what .&lt;br /&gt;I know you smile bigger, talk louder and laugh more when you see him anywhere near&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know that's because you just want him to notice you again .&lt;br /&gt;I know you compare every guy to him&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you'd do anything to prove your love for him .&lt;br /&gt;I know you take his mistakes out on everyone but him&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you don't mean to .&lt;br /&gt;I know you read your saved msn conversations you had with him everynight&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you cry everytime .&lt;br /&gt;I know you think you won't care for anyone as much as you cared for him&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you tell everyone your 'obviously' over him .&lt;br /&gt;I know that you don't know that I can see right through that .&lt;br /&gt;I know you listen to the songs that remind you of him everynight&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you cry yourself to sleep .&lt;br /&gt;I know you'd do anything to be perfect for him&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know if it meant you had to stab yourself the next day after seeing him only if it meant spending a whole day with him, you'd do it .&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't figure out what's so different about him to all the other guys you've been with previously&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know he's the reason you look in the mirror too much .&lt;br /&gt;I know you get that feeling every time you get a text , just because of the slight chance it might be him&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know anyone can see the hurt in your eyes when you find out it isn't .&lt;br /&gt;I know you cant figure out why he left you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know you'll never get an answer to that question .&lt;br /&gt;I know that .&lt;br /&gt;Trust me .&lt;br /&gt;Now listen ,&lt;br /&gt;I know he doesn't miss you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know he doesn't look at you twice .&lt;br /&gt;I know that if he does catch your eye , it's because your staring at him and he's just looking around .&lt;br /&gt;I know your texts to him were deleted a long time ago ,&lt;br /&gt;along with the msn conversations&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know he's dating a new girl now.&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that he doesn't compare her to you .&lt;br /&gt;I know he doesn't have feelings for you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I know he just doesn't care .&lt;br /&gt;I know he doesn't love you anymore .&lt;br /&gt;He never did .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I know you still miss him .&lt;br /&gt;Even after reading this and realizing someone else felt exactly the same way about him that you do now .&lt;br /&gt;But trust me ,&lt;br /&gt;the girl he's dating now will feel exactly how you felt .&lt;br /&gt;Remember you gotta be strong ,&lt;br /&gt;keep your chin up&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; head held high .&lt;br /&gt;You will get over him .&lt;br /&gt;I know .&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-3973367983615104319?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3973367983615104319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/sushi-with-girls-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3973367983615104319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3973367983615104319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/sushi-with-girls-3.html' title='sushi with girls &lt;3'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-7300654641406776935</id><published>2009-10-06T16:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T16:09:32.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vwqj4NThits&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vwqj4NThits&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so on my birthday on Friday i went to dinner with my Family! People invited me to come chill and eat but naahh family first always! sorry.. LOL I heard it the chillage was boring anyway. BUT YEAH! We went to All Star Wings and it was an hour wait so we decided to go to Korean BBQ instead! food was aightt. My dad kept making me and my brother drink tons of Sake. LOL. Anywho.. Next day i went to a friends house and chilled. Then met up with Diana at vaughan mills. We shopped for my Birthday outfit! YUP THAT'S RIGHT! I'm actually celebrating my birthday next week! WHY?? well i have no idea.. LOL kidding it's cuz i wanna go to screemers for my birthday and screemers opens next week. So yeah Me and Diana jus chilled at the mall bought tons of shit and after left the mall cuz it was closing. We realized it was still SOO early! So we went to Wal-Mart! lmfao! We made a video (up there) It's pretty funny.. well to me atleast.. LOL. I've always had so many subscribers but only one video that was 10 seconds. AND NOW.. the movie making begins! I'm planning to make more videos soon so watch out for that ;P&lt;br /&gt;I'm Really excited for next week :D:D hmm this weekend is thanksgiving YAY FOOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-7300654641406776935?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7300654641406776935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7300654641406776935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7300654641406776935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-7806993802612753478</id><published>2009-10-02T00:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:34:15.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME !</title><content type='html'>:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;imma update on my bday tingz SOONNNNNNN cuz it jus starteed :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-7806993802612753478?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7806993802612753478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-to-me-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7806993802612753478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7806993802612753478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-to-me-d.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME !'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-6435083849547134643</id><published>2009-09-29T08:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T00:21:16.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how could you - mario</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pHOsFNJIRDE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pHOsFNJIRDE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-6435083849547134643?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6435083849547134643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-could-you-mario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6435083849547134643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6435083849547134643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-could-you-mario.html' title='how could you - mario'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-6853769834193689077</id><published>2009-09-28T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T10:07:00.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this is</title><content type='html'>all way too much for me to take in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-6853769834193689077?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6853769834193689077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6853769834193689077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6853769834193689077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is.html' title='this is'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-482350098394896652</id><published>2009-09-27T18:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:15:14.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf</title><content type='html'>i dont fucking understand how ppl can go from amazing, responsible, independent, and straight up gentleman. to  manwhore, slut, irresponsible and straight up trash. un fucking believable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-482350098394896652?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/482350098394896652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/482350098394896652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/482350098394896652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-5764605672321497672</id><published>2009-09-23T23:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:21:41.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate liars</title><content type='html'>how could u lie to me? i don't get it.. i've always been there for u, i've ALWAYS been straight up with u with EVERYTHING and u really cannot deny that. Why can't u do the same? U think u can sneak around and get things by me. You were wrong. Wow and u act so innocent like u never did anything wrong. lol its kinda funny how i believed everything u told me.. but whatever havent talked to you quiet a bit and im not interested in liars. So have a great life bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-5764605672321497672?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5764605672321497672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-liars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5764605672321497672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5764605672321497672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-liars.html' title='i hate liars'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-2915251652221608584</id><published>2009-09-21T16:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:40:04.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sept 21,09</title><content type='html'>these are the times when i really appreciate my bestie. she's always been there for me and supports me and truly understand me even more than i do. right now i jus feel liek everyone else i've trusted has let me down. no im not saying im always right and bla bla bla. im just saying that im dissapointed and sad. No one wants to see my point of view. beleive it or not i really do try to see everyone's point of view. Sometimes it just doesnt make sense and that is why i snap. people dont even know the whole story and they automatically assume all im thinking about is myself.   its sad knowing that one of ur best girls that you've once trusted 100% is now someone u cant even look at cuz u know ud start breaking down. and theres the boys too... i just dont get how one minute someone can care so much and want you so much and the next its like they dont give a shit. i havent been so sad in such a long time. i know things will get better sooner or later but for now, i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-2915251652221608584?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2915251652221608584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/sept-2109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2915251652221608584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2915251652221608584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/sept-2109.html' title='sept 21,09'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-1317801798243522074</id><published>2009-09-15T21:43:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:24:35.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sept 15,09</title><content type='html'>HBD DANIEL&lt;3,woke up at 6:30 AM, got ready for cheerleading, Learned new cheers, Doing lifts&amp;amp;flying tmr YAY! schools caf food is a ripoff, kim + diana + class together = DISASTER LOLL we do the dumbest shit together oh man.. oh and physics finally made sense today and i kinda like it :) OKAY THAT WAS THE SUMMARY OF MY DAY goodbye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-1317801798243522074?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1317801798243522074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/sept-1509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/1317801798243522074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/1317801798243522074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/sept-1509.html' title='sept 15,09'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-2334131119557550448</id><published>2009-09-11T15:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:10:11.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pullin me back - Chingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something keeps pulling me back&lt;/span&gt;, me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something keeps telling me that, me that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something keeps pulling me back, me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling me I need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were meant for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that means we gotta make it work&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-2334131119557550448?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2334131119557550448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/pullin-me-back-chingy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2334131119557550448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2334131119557550448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/pullin-me-back-chingy.html' title='Pullin me back - Chingy'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-7067123363512513071</id><published>2009-09-07T22:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:37:50.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>butterflies</title><content type='html'>you give me butterflies :$&lt;3:$&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-7067123363512513071?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7067123363512513071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/butterflies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7067123363512513071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7067123363512513071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/butterflies.html' title='butterflies'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-6382783729474598044</id><published>2009-09-01T19:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:09:14.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>What I'm wondering is... if you like me so much, why do you act like this? I try so hard to tolerate your behaviour and make you happy but it has gone to the point where i couldn't deal with it anymore. Its like you take me for granted... When i finally speak up and put my foot down, thats when u finally try to work things out. Is that what it takes to make u straighten up? I'm not one of those girls who will give in and forgive you right away. Its going to take much more than begging and chasing after me when i leave. I hope you finally noticed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-6382783729474598044?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6382783729474598044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/123.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6382783729474598044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6382783729474598044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/123.html' title='?'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-2249797421596695312</id><published>2009-08-30T19:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:54:13.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy and Diana's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-fd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-fd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782134403837&amp;site=widget-fd.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-2249797421596695312?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2249797421596695312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/billy-and-dianas-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2249797421596695312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/2249797421596695312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/billy-and-dianas-birthday.html' title='Billy and Diana&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-5288330205668207382</id><published>2009-08-29T02:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:27:48.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Learned by Omer B. Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I've learned that you cannot make someone love you.&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is be someone who can be loved.&lt;br /&gt;The rest is up to them.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how much I care,&lt;br /&gt;some people just don't care back.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it takes years to build up trust&lt;br /&gt;and only seconds to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's not what you have in your life&lt;br /&gt;but who you have in your life that counts.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;After that, you'd better know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself&lt;br /&gt;to the best others can do,&lt;br /&gt;but to the best you can do.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's not what happens to people,&lt;br /&gt;It's what they do about it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how thin you slide it,&lt;br /&gt;there are always two sides.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you should always have loved ones with loving words.&lt;br /&gt;It may be the last time you'll see them.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can keep going&lt;br /&gt;long after you think you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that heroes are the people who do what has to be done&lt;br /&gt;When it needs to be done,&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that there are people who love you dearly,&lt;br /&gt;but just don't know how to show it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry,&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that true friendship continues to grow even over the longest distance.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for true love.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how good a friend is,&lt;br /&gt;they're going to hurt you every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;and you must forgive them for that.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken,&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,&lt;br /&gt;but we are responsible for who we become.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other.&lt;br /&gt;And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that sometimes you have to put the individual&lt;br /&gt;ahead of their actions.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that two people can look at the exact same thing&lt;br /&gt;and see something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter the consequences,&lt;br /&gt;those who are honest with themselves go farther in life.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that your life can be changed in a matter of hours&lt;br /&gt;by people who don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that even when you think you have no more to give,&lt;br /&gt;when a friend cries out to you,&lt;br /&gt;you will find the strength to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that writing,&lt;br /&gt;as well as talking,&lt;br /&gt;can ease emotional pains.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that the people you care most about in life&lt;br /&gt;are taken from you too soon.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice&lt;br /&gt;and not hurting people's feelings and standing up for what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to love&lt;br /&gt;and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-5288330205668207382?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5288330205668207382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-learned-by-omer-b-washington.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5288330205668207382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5288330205668207382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-learned-by-omer-b-washington.html' title='I&apos;ve Learned by Omer B. Washington'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-913642535274751137</id><published>2009-08-23T02:55:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:03:05.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the CNE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;The Queen and her Loyal Bitches.. KIDDING LOL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/359ah4n.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LMFAO.. this was the only decent picture of the boys holding me up.. everything else was either more blurred than this.. or they lifted me too high so my heads cut off... LOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this happend yesterday but whatever i got home around 2 in the morning that night.. or mornign whatever.. LOL so i jus crashed on my bed that night. cne was LIVE!! Morning honestly was BORINGG.. if ya wanna have fun at cne.. go at night! thats when the fun begins! met tons of new ppl as well as old friends there :) went on a few rides.. wasted some money but whatever right? whatever makes ya happy :D mhmm so i rate CNE 5/5 AT NIGHT :) def going there again :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-913642535274751137?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/913642535274751137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/cne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/913642535274751137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/913642535274751137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/cne.html' title='the CNE!'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/359ah4n_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-3768743952871542982</id><published>2009-08-11T00:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:02:52.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dt bruno superbad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://playhappy.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/bruno-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 285px;" src="http://playhappy.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/bruno-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me just say this movie was WHACK. Borat was much better. Altough some parts were funny.. i guess this movie didn't really have a good plot.... My friends told my how it was disgusting and nasty. I still went to go see it though and they were pretty much right.. :( oh well. So yeah today i just bussed to downsview and met up with David Luuzerrr. We went to chill downtown. We looked for an Ed Hardy hat for him. He has been wanting it since last year LOL. The conclusion was him just waiting until they come out with more styles.. LOL. Anywho after that we watched Bruno.. ughh.. LOL We had to get a ticket for aliens in the attic and then just go into bruno.. I went to get some clothes at Forever 21 and then we just got on the subway cuz Downtown is really boring in the daytime. On the subway we really didnt know where we were going and didnt know what to do. So David invited me over to his place. It was nice catching up with him. It was pretty fun actually. It was really nice to know that he kept everything I've ever given him. We watched Superbad that night. His mom was funny she kept tryna give me Aveeno Body Wash LOL and she kept making us eat her food which david HATES. Anywho when it got pretty late David drove me home! Thank god cuz buses weren't running at that time anymore. I was actually thinking of coming home early but he offered to drive me home so why not right? :D First time seeing him drive. It was soo hilarious and cute at the same time.. aww David growing up! haha. Well that was my day. I haven't even been on this for so long.. But whatever. Diana asked me to go to the beach tomorrow! and TANNN!! Its bad for you though :O so i probably wont yahhhhhhh bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-3768743952871542982?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3768743952871542982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/bruno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3768743952871542982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3768743952871542982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/bruno.html' title='dt bruno superbad day'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-6987598744567251676</id><published>2009-08-05T19:59:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:44:27.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"You must learn to love yourself before you can love others."</title><content type='html'>I just need to be alone right now. I can't handle the pressure to be perfect. Although you don't pressure me or expect me to be perfect, when I'm in a relationship i believe that i should be giving my all. Not just a part of it. I wish i could stay and be dedicated to you, learn more about you, and maybe even love you. But I can't. It's not fair to you and i wouldn't be staying true to myself. I care about you so much. Don't think it was easy letting go because it wasn't. I haven't even completely let go yet. You're every girl's dream guy. You're generous, extremely caring, funny and handsome. In the horrible state I'm in now emotionally, i don't think that i deserve you. You deserve a girl that could love you unconditionally and make you happy. Yeah I made you happy but I just have way too much emotional baggage to be in a relationship. There's a lot you don't know that has happend in my life. Yeah I look like im happy all the time and i have the perfect life. But that's not the case. I'm still stuck in the past. I have a wall up in front of me that is not letting anyone in. Maybe one day in the future i could be that girl that could make you happy again, but just not right now. I guess we just had bad timing. I'm just emotionally unstable. I hate admitting that but its true. I need alone time to clear my thoughts and heal myself from everything. I need to find the real me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-6987598744567251676?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6987598744567251676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6987598744567251676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6987598744567251676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='&quot;You must learn to love yourself before you can love others.&quot;'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-3707386871641802772</id><published>2009-07-20T11:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:02:10.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>beach+other stuff</title><content type='html'>so friday i went to the beach with my girls + boyfriend + other guys we met up with LOL! Well in the morning, drew picked me up and we went to mcdonalds for breakfast as always. I LOVEEEE sausage mcmuffins!! NOPE NOT SAUSAGE &amp; EGG!! Sausage mcmuffin! And its only like 1.49? or sumtin.. cant believe im blogging bout this but.. I LOVE IT :D anywhoo oh ya before that we went to his house to drop off my bag and get cashhhh $$$$ and when we got there this lady was jus sitting in the front and i wasliek OH SHIT IS THAT HIS STEP MOM? but nah it was his neighbor. She was like whats ur name?? bla bla bla?? where u guys going?? loll she was nice i hope she told his step mom good things bout me :D since she was waiting for his step mom. so yeah after we ate we went back to his place and he showed me the Ed hardy Swim trunks he got. AND!! The Ed hardy SWIMSUIT HE GOT ME!!!!! WOOOOO it was soo sexyyyyyy!! fuckin expensive though.. anywho we chilled at his house and then left to the beach!! met up with my girls on the way :D It was chilly but still nice. met up with some more guys and they played volleyball. LMFAOO me, diana, erika and jessica were all cheering on drew, john, and daniels team!! AHAH it was jokes. so yeah then we went to eatons LOLL At the subway some guy was making it SOO OBVIOUS that he was checking out my ass.. like he moved his whole body and head back so um yeah. Obviously drew wanted to fuck him up. it was sooooo funny. so yeah me n drew ate FISH N CHIPS MMMM so good. then we chilled around downtown and then went to chin town. Then it was boring as hell cuz the whole place was practically closed already so for the FIRST TIME, drew didnt bus me home! i Actually ended up bussing back to daniels house with daniel. I really didnt wanna go home LOL. so yeah daniel somehow forved me to watch that anime caleld Death Note. IT WAS GOOOODD!! Usually i think anime is retarded and jus.. i dunno but this actually changed my mind.. LOL BUT YO DRAGONBALL Z WILL FOREER BE IN MY HEART &lt;3 okay yeah whatever then i went home. but yeah yester i went to the picnic thing it was ehh alright. LOTS OF FOOOOOOODD! mmm i kept eating LOL um yeah BYE FOR NOW! Theres supposed to be a jam today. dunno if i wanna go though cuz i dunno the people there.. only a few. Doesnt really seem like much fun to me. Might come, might not. No biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-ef.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-ef.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782134349039&amp;site=widget-ef.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-3707386871641802772?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3707386871641802772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/07/beachother-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3707386871641802772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3707386871641802772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/07/beachother-stuff.html' title='beach+other stuff'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-3516487688911312614</id><published>2009-07-12T00:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:26:09.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>071109&lt;3</title><content type='html'>1.drew picked me up gave me a pretty red rose and we went to mcds for breakfast ahah&lt;br /&gt;2.back to his place chilled&lt;br /&gt;3.yd station waiting on ppl's bitch ass to hurry up so we can get to the game&lt;br /&gt;4.got to rogers centre for the ARGOS VS ROUGHRIDERS GAME WOOOOOOOTT&lt;br /&gt;5.bestie preformed half time YEEE&lt;br /&gt;6.chin town for pho&lt;br /&gt;7.chin town centre; funiest shit ever "THIS IS REAL RIGHT?? THIS IS REAL" and "I LOVE FEELING FAKE STUFF" AHAHAH dayum&lt;br /&gt;8.yorkdale went to sephora the whole time&lt;br /&gt;9.colosuss bebe&lt;br /&gt;10.drew drops me home &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;action packed dayy!! WOOOOOOTT &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;071109 K.V + A.S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-6a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:220px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-6a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782134344298&amp;site=widget-6a.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-3516487688911312614?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3516487688911312614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/07/0711093.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3516487688911312614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3516487688911312614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/07/0711093.html' title='071109&lt;3'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-1710394961949223079</id><published>2009-07-03T23:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:50:52.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>canada day week</title><content type='html'>okay havent been on this in a while. i swear no one even reads my posts LOL theyre way too long. but i like it that way so i can look back on all the little details of my lifee. hehe. But today i guess ill try to make it short cuz im too lazy to type everything. Okay monday drew picked me up, we chilled at his house, cleaned him fish tank. HIS FISH WAS SWIMMING IN ITS OWN SHIT AND THE WATER WASNT EVEN WATER. It turned into jelly cuz drew never cleaned his tank. NASTY. Then we went to his mom's salon. I met her for the first time! and Drew wanted to paint my nails and he wanted me to clip his nails ew. which i didnt. Then we went to yorkdale. Drew bought me some tna shorts and a tube top! Really cyuuute! He buys me so much stuff but its okay cuz i buy him stuff too :) "whats mine is yours and whats yours is mine" He always says that ahha. so we have no problem sharing our money :) Then we went to watch transformers 2!! it was SICK. I dunno if it was better than the first one because the first one i've watched SO MANY TIMEs that ive gotten bored. Second one was nice cuz it was different. LOL. oh ya and if u seen it u'll know what i mean when i say i HATE that blond robot bitch. i wanted to fuckin kill her cuz shes such a hoe! anywho, after the movie we were planning to go to the really good sushi restaurant but i told my mom i would be home early that day. It was around 10 so ya had to get going :P Well first we got sushi to go from mac sushi! They have a sale every night. I wanted this japanese green tea and drew bought it for me. TASTE LIEK SHIT! If ever go there NEVER buy it. Resist the pretty green packaging! LOL Smelt like fish and taste like SHIT! I took a sip andi wasliek ewww but i tried to finish it cuz drew bought it for me. He took it outta my hand and threw it in the garbage LOL. SHEESH money doesnt grow on trees! Seems like thats what drew thinks. So yeah drew walked me home and it was like 11 when i got home? YAY i got home before 12 (Y) I felt so nice and goody goody for coming home so early. I rmb my dad would always be like how come u never come home before 1 bla blabla bla. MAJOR IMPROVEMENT. seriously. So yeah i got home and showed my mom what drew bought me. She was like wtf u already have that tube top! But i didnt! I jus had it in a different color so yeah LOL. Tuesday i went shopping again with mommy. umm okay i think this is going to be longer than i thought. w/e. Wednesday was CANADA DAY! WOOT! It was also drew's birthday celebration day hehe. He was gonna pick me up early but i told him i wasnt coming cuz me n my dad got into a fight the night before! But then i ended up going anyway LOL It was like 1 ish and drew called i waslike IM COMING NOW! I wore jean shorts, tube top and a SWEATER even though it was BURNING HOT cuz i didnt want guys honking at me or like whistling cuz it seriously makes me feel so uncomfortable ughh. And guess whatttttt?? YUPP got honked, whistled and hey baby!'d at. whatever. anywho  and then i showed up at wonderland at 2 ish LOLL. I jus walked in and i saw a whole group of guys with drew sitting at the bench waiting for me. I dont feel like naming everyone there was too much ppl. Then we went to watch some gay ice show LOL uhh yeah then we went to vmilsl to loaft it was fun actually. Then went to Vinnie Zuchinni's for his bday dinner! It was yummmyyyy but gotta say MANDARIN FOREVER&lt;3 Vinnie's had a lot of pasta that tasted all the same. I only liked the Gelato, Chicken and Lasagna. Thats about it. LOL not worth your money. So yeah we went back to wdl to chill and on the way back we met up with a bunch of ma gurrrrrlss. I even saw Amanda on the bus! Havent seen her in ages. So yeah we all got off at norville or w/e cuz amanda wanted me to walk with her to macs LOL she was like "omg i dunno where i am!!" So yeah we dropped her off there cuz she was meeting up with others and we went to wdl. Went on a few rides and then FIREWORKS!! it was ehh.. last years was WAY BETTER. This year had crappy music, boring fireworks and it rained -.-' So yeah we all chileld a bit after. Dan linda billy johnson wesley and those newmarket ppl all went to macs to bun. faggits! Then we all decided to go home. Drew bussed me and walked me home and yeah it was around 12ish? meh. i was bord home alone i shoulda invited drew over but nah my parents couldve came home any second. Yeah so next day i went to daneils. BORRRRRRRINGGGG.... AS.. HELL. I dont know why i even go to this mans house thinking were gonna go out and chill. When really i come there and this faggit is watching anime. Makes me wanna smack him. I thought he stopepd watching anime but hes like "oh i jus started a few days ago and its soo good!" LOLL fagbaggggg. and today i went shopping and FINALLY bought myself these shoe insoles thing for my heels :) they feel so nice. So yeah shorts entry my ass. Whatever :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh yeah im gonna be updating all my entries with pics soon. Including this one. Drew still has to send me the pictures! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-1710394961949223079?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1710394961949223079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/07/canada-day-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/1710394961949223079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/1710394961949223079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/07/canada-day-week.html' title='canada day week'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-5598133246697529678</id><published>2009-06-28T14:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:28:38.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>splashhworks &amp; more ;)</title><content type='html'>lets see.. update.. frieday drew picked me up as always :P and there was major car accident on my major interesections. wont say what that is cuz i dont want no stalkers.. ahah. but yeah it was awful. there was blood pouring EVERYWHERE on the ground. it was disgusting.  but anywho we got to drews house and we ATE first. LOL i was soo fkn hungry we ate spaghetti. Then we ate some gelato MMMM.. then we watched tv and went up stairs and chilled yeno ;) haha. anyways after chetra texted drew and wasliek WASSS GUUUUUDD TODAYYY??? nah i lied but he said sumtin liek that haha. so yeah we decided to all go to splashworks yay. It was gonna be me, drew, chetra and erika. me n drew just walked to wdl and went on wild beast first while waiting for that slow couple to come. Drew never wants to put his hands up on rides but i always make him do it hehehe :D. anyways we went to the wavepool and got seats and saved some for chetra and erika. THEY TOOK SO FUCKIN LONGG. Me n drew stripped down into our bathing suits haha. i wanted to swim so bad but drews all like "WE HAVE TO WAIT FOR THEM!!" but yeah i ended up making him swim with me :D so yeah we jumped in the water and swam. Then when we froxe we got out and dried ourselves and "tanned" although my skin doesnt even tan -.-' anywho FINALLy they came and erika didnt even want to swim!! fuck you erika!! i wanted all 4 of us to go on the super soaker or the purple slide one. SOO FUN and it wouldve been cute. liek a double date on a water slide LMFAOOO. yeah so the boys went into the wave pool themselves while me n erika jus chilled and talked cuz i was too cold to go in the wave pool. Then after they came back and me n drew went on the lazy river. after we went to eat pho mmm it was yummy. then we walked around vmills.. umm it was ehh okayy then erika and chetra wanted to go home fuck you guys so we dropped them off at their bus stop and waited with them. But our 20 bus going BACK to wdl came so yeah we took it. We didnt know what else to do so what the hey? might as well go back to wdl LOLL that day was so loaft. Went on a buncha rides and then we had no bus fair so drew's dad drove me home HEEHEH. He was talking to me in viet it was funny loll. but umm yeahh then on saturday i had to help my parents clean and set up stuff for a fam jam. I was gonna go to chill at the mall with drew and daniel after. Daniel said he was gonna come so i WAITED SOOOOO long for him to come over so that we can leave but he didnt even come. waht a fucktard. So i ended up jus playing with my little cousins. I gave them makeovers then they gave me makeovers LOL. then at like 10 30ish i went to wonderland to pick up some ppl to come back to my place. um yeah it was an okay night. And today imma go SHOPPP YEEE and then paartayyy. okay well BYEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;UPDATE WITH PICS SOON! I PROMISE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-5598133246697529678?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5598133246697529678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/splashhworks-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5598133246697529678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5598133246697529678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/splashhworks-more.html' title='splashhworks &amp; more ;)'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-3614501771257071966</id><published>2009-06-25T14:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:37:24.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>final destination@luxy</title><content type='html'>okay so last night i went to final destination @ luxy. it was my FIRST time clubbing! hehe. dont laugh. LOL anywho.. i guess i could say that it was a very &lt;i&gt;interesting&lt;/i&gt; experience haha. Well first i was supposed to get picked up at 10 and ended up leaving the house at liek 10 40 LOL cuz i wasnt done getting ready!. I walked outta my house and drew was on the front porch jus sitting there -.-' LOL scared me. So yeah we ended up getting to luxy at 11 ish? we got in the club and met up with some other ppl and yeah. it was so funny everyone was SOO fucking horny. They were literally having sex on the dance floor haha. OH YA we all saw this guy that looks exactly liek lil wayne with dreadlocks too LOL. he was jus walking around looking at ppl. then he finally got a gurl i wasliek OMG YO HE GOT A GURL AHAH. The hip hop room was live. Trance room was full of crazy gurls on e dancing around bye themselves with glowsticks LOL. omg i wanna see the video of it. I should be in there at one point haha. i wonder where they even post the videos. hmm. ANYWAYS. Drew was soo cute. He kept dancing and making me dance and making himself look liek a fool so i wouldnt be afraid to dance. so then yeah ended up dancing!! LOL we got a buncha glowsticks and they were giving out free energy drinks but by the time we got there they were all gone -.-' BOO! well i saw a buncha ppl i knew there too. it was funny seeing them go wild and crazy. ummm.. yeah i dunno.. it was a nice experience i guess ahha. i wanna going clubbing again soon.. im def going to BLACKOUT@GUVERNMENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-dd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-dd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782134344669&amp;site=widget-dd.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-3614501771257071966?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3614501771257071966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/luxy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3614501771257071966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3614501771257071966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/luxy.html' title='final destination@luxy'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-4069655867142478495</id><published>2009-06-24T21:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:04:12.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kay.. so its 9:38 and im supposed to get picked up at 10 to go to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL DESTINATION @ LUXY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :D and guess what.. im not at all ready and instead of getting ready. im writing this.. LOL anywho.. yesterday drew came over after work! we chilled it was fun. we camwhored for like 2 seconds. he was all like "i dont wanna!! i have no gel in my hair!" oh gosh. More self concious than me.. ahaha. Then he called acab to go home around 2 in the morning? Dont worry nothing happend so dont even go there! LOL. bitches. anywho drew tohught he was gonna get raped LOL the cab driver wasnt even driving a cab.. LOL. some bootleg shit. In the cab he was like "YOO im sorry im sooo high right now" and hes like ohh yo dont mind the machete in the back LMFAOOOOO!! then midway, him and his GF in the car switched seats while at a stop sign AHAHAH some psycho shit. anywho i should be getting ready now! Really looking forward to luxy yayy!! &lt;b&gt;gonna dance the night away!!:D&lt;/b&gt; ill be updating on it tmr :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-4069655867142478495?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4069655867142478495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/lalala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/4069655867142478495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/4069655867142478495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-6513373998863736417</id><published>2009-06-22T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:32:21.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>history exam + drew</title><content type='html'>So today i had my history exam and it was soooooo easy! Part C was openbook but i didnt even have my binder.. i didnt know i was supposed to bring it LOL. and i told the teacher i didnt have it and shes like "well.. ur just gonna have to try ur best! did u study?" and i waslike yeah when really i didnt AT ALL LOLL i know history by heart! LOLL but yah shes like if u study u can do it. And there were 4 questions. I had to pick TWO only... but i didnt know that either LOL. So i did all 4 and shes liek u did 2 right? and im like... ur suposed to do 2? LOLL everyone in the class made fun of me :( boo. any who after exams i changed into Shorts and a tube top and my puma sweater and went outside and Drew came to pick me up! We went to mcdonalds and he bought my chicken nuggets mm and he supersized his fries and got 2 jr chicken thingys. After we ate, we bussed back to his house and ate some GELATO!! MMM. hes so cute! he got me my favourite flavours! Tiramisu and Banana! mm and the other two flavours were limon and rocher or w/e he said LOL i dunno. So yeah we jus ate on the couch together and watched arthur!! He knows its my fave show so he changed it to channel 2 EHEHEH. LOL im so lame. But yeah! after, we went upstairs and watched American Pie Beta house! SOO dirty LOL but whatever its really funny. Then i didnt wanan watch the whole thing cuz i was hungry so we ate BBQ with rice mm we went to the basement and watched funny youtube vids LOL then we jus went back upstairs to chilll! IT WAS SOOO HOT TODAY!! sheesh. anywho, after i wanted to go home so he bussed and walked me back home! OH YEAH and i saw judy at vmills :D&lt;3 she was heading to work! but yeah that was basically my day :D it was fun. wow i see him like everyday. Im not really used to that but oh well! its nice! Then i came home and pigged out some more on noodles woot! Drew called and he was playing with his lil baby sister. SOO CUTE!! anywhoo .. GOODNITEEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-6513373998863736417?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6513373998863736417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/history-exam-drew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6513373998863736417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6513373998863736417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/history-exam-drew.html' title='history exam + drew'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-3678619702597021630</id><published>2009-06-21T19:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:52:22.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what a journey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee behavior="scroll" direction="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/v6njaa.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2jetwzr.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/14l0or7.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2wowpc5.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/288oaab.png"&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so i came home yesterday and didnt feel like blogging so ill tell u bout my day/night yesterday! And today too i guess. So yesterday me n drew planned to go to wonderland. But i really wanted to see my bestie lisaa too&lt;3&gt;NEVER see a guy this often so &lt;b&gt;he better feel lucky&lt;/b&gt; i even have time for him :P ANYWHO, he was coming to pick me up at 11 :D i was getting ready and then my little cousin came over for a bit they were playing some penguin game on my computer LOL. Then lisa called and was like YOO lets go yd and watch a movie :D and im like k but Me n Drew had to go to vmills to pick up his shoes first. Then my cousins left and drew came :D. We went to vmills and walked around a bit and then got his shoes. We went to the food court and ate poutine from ny fries. BK IS BETTER ! but yeah He left a bunch of stuff in his friend's car and yeah. I called up lisa and she said how shes gonna go around 3? And it was likee.. 12 ish so me n drew decided to go to wonderland. We went on wild beast and then it started raining SOO HARD LOL so we went to the gift shop and got ourselves a huge umbrella! We left and i was like "lets just take the 165 to wilson station instead of taking the 20 then viva to downsview." i thought that wouldve been easier. It was easier.. i guess but it took SOOOO LONGG!! LOL then we got to yd and it was around 3-4? Called up lisa and shes such a rtaw345w8y34. She didnt even show up till 6 ish. But while we were waiting me n drew shopped around a bit :D Saw alvin working at baskin robbins LOLL. When we went to sportchek i was riding a tricycle around the store everyone was staring at me like wtf LMFAO and then i tried to park it back in the place and drew was tryna help me and hes like OMGG you're gonna fail ur drivers liscence :'( boo you whore. Then finally lisa,tuan,karen and connie showed up and we chileld outside. We went in to look at movie times and stuff and karen wanted to watch up. Even thought me n drew already watched it. But it was her birthday so YEAH! watch it again i guess ;P. We were supposed to get free popcorn from kernels from anna. She said for us to come back in 15 minutes. So while we waited we went to the apple store to take pics :D. Then we came back and she wasnt even there -.-' oh well. Me n drew bought poutine to share mmm BK poutine is SOO much better than NY fries poutine! We were all 40 minutes late for the movie LOL so we had to sit inthe FRONT ROW. The whole time my head was like WAY BACK looking up at the screen. MADE ME SO DIZZY! so yeah after the movie we chilled around some more. LOL i rmb drew was holding his umbrella tryna be some guy inthe poster. And then i took the umbrella and tried to by harminy or w/e from harry potter in the poster and random ppl were staring and laughing :'( LOLL how i embarass myself -.-' So yeah anyways me n drew played pac man WOO! and This n00b white guy was playing ddr and lisa went on to play after him and theyre all jsut like 0.0 LMFAOOO SO FUNNY. But yeah we decided to leave and at downsview station we went to that smelly convenience again. Lisa wanted to jook some cinnamon buns LOLL or as she called it "synanim buns" the lady working was so fucked shes liek ANYONE GONAN BY ANYTING?? and were liek no. and shes like OKAY GET OUT and she turned off the "open" sign LOL fucking lady. Drew got twix hehe. So yeah me lisa and drew all went on the viva orange back. Drew wanted to bus/walk me home but i told him NOOO YOU DONT HAVE TO WHAT IF U MISS UR LAST BUS? and hes like NOOOO I WANT TO!! and we kept arguing bout that but aww he's Sweet :D LOL I went to sit on the bus and usually drew would sit beside me then lisa jus jumped in beside me and held my hand LMFAO shes like U JEALOUS?? and drews jus siting across like :( ahah aww. anyways Me n lisa were listening to drews ipod and singing so loud LOLL ppl on the bus like ..... BUT YA then we got off and i held lisa AND drews hand to cross the street! woo safety first! LOLL they BOTH walked me home and when drew was saying bye i turned around to lisa and shes like "IM NOT LEAVING IM GONNA KEEP LOOKING" LOLL fuck you lisa. and then shes like "OK FINE ILL GIVE U GUYS PRIVACy" and turned around LMFAO so ya me n drew did our goodbyes and ofcourse me n lisa too &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3  Lisa didnt want to wait for the bus alone so i told drew to wait with her. i got home and i was like HI MOMMY and jus went up stairs. then 40 minutes later i get a call from drew hes like OMG I MISSED MY LAST BUS IM SO PISSED THE LADY WAS LIKE BLA BLA BLA and then he said how he was gonna walk home from walmart -.-' FUCKING FAR hes liek omg if my fone dies.. and then guess what? it DIED. i was so fucking worried holy shit. But its okay he called me when he got home with his home fone. SO RELIEVED. MAN i told him not to walk me home!! but whatever he was being a good guy :P BUT YEAH that was my night! It might not seem liek it but it was a REALLY REALLY LONG JOURNEY LOL.  and well today is fathers day and me n my parents just went out to eat and then we went grocery shopping LOL. YEYE! Well im hungry now im gonna go get some food. Bought so much today bwuahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-3678619702597021630?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3678619702597021630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3678619702597021630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/3678619702597021630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-journey.html' title='what a journey!'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/v6njaa_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-5455779204860856194</id><published>2009-06-20T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:44:56.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Land of the Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theaterofmine.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/land-of-the-lost-poster_391x579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 358px;" src="http://theaterofmine.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/land-of-the-lost-poster_391x579.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL yupp yet another movie day! :P well Drew came to pick me up at my house and we went to mcdonalds for breakfast! mm we both had a sausage and egg mcmuffin combo :D I fed him some of my hashbrowns buahaha. If u know me, you know i eat HELLA SLOWW. But yeah he ate his whole mcmuffin so quick and hes like im full.. and i was like pshh ur so anorexic! LOLL cuz i was thinkig how u gonna be full after that lil ting?? and then when i was almost done turns out i starrted to get full too LMFAO. Saw a buncha ppl at mcds. abina lilyan nkenge jesse kristian and buncha them. Anywho. we left and we didnt even know where we were going LOL Either vmills or wonderland. Drew wanted to take me to vmills so he can get me my fave gelato Banana and Tiramisu!! hehe. But instead we decided what the hey! lets jus go to wdl LOL. He was like on our way there he wants to drop off some of his stuff at his house. We actually ended up jus chillin at his house for a while. It was fun. LOL we went to his kitchen and theres a fish tank. He has two HUGE fishes and hes liek wanna see them jump?? and im like yeahh!! and he took a shrimp and dangled it on top of the fish tank and nothing happend first time second time HOLY SHIT i fucken screamed LOLL the fish jumped up and grabbed it from his fingers. He was so cute :P he was closing his eyes cuz he was scared haha. And It was pretty kool.. we were on youtube on his ps3 LOL and omg his room is FULL of trophies and awards. I rmb he told me and im like pshh guys are so cocky and i thought he was lying but um yeah.. his room is literally covered in trophies and medals LMFAO. oh well thats only good! Anywho after that we decided to go watch Land of the Lost at AMC. i bought nachos mmmmmm.. yo wtf. at amc its only 7 sumtin and at colossus and whereever else is like 10 dolla. how gay. anywho.. Land of the lost was okay?? oh yeah and me and him were the only ones in the theatre yeeeeee we owned it :D so yeah after that he bussed and walked me home :) he's so sweet. Usually NO ONE EVER does that! He always missions down to see me/pick me up and missions to walk me back home THEN missions back to his place haha. :D:D i thought i was gonna get in trouble at home cuz i didnt even tell my parents i was going out today. I thought theyd be like where the fack is kim but nahh. i got home and no one was home. then later on in the night my parents called and was like wanna go to daniels house? and im like okay so now im at daniels house chilling LOL jeeee whizzzz. yayy wonderland tmr or.. today since its 12 44 AM loll supposed to be asian day LOLL i remember i went last year it was no different than any other day.. i mean there was lotsa asians but there is always lotsa asians at wdl! But booo its suppose to rain tmr.. but im hoping that somehow a miracle might happen and its sunny :D. But yeah im off now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-5455779204860856194?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5455779204860856194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/land-of-lost_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5455779204860856194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/5455779204860856194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/land-of-lost_19.html' title='Land of the Lost'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-6319379361122513798</id><published>2009-06-17T22:08:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:35:29.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.allentheatresinc.com/images/movies/the_hangover/hr_the_hangover_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 397px;" src="http://www.allentheatresinc.com/images/movies/the_hangover/hr_the_hangover_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a fucken science exam today! LOL ME AND ERIKA were like to MANSAHIL this smart brown man, that we were both gonna sit beside him to cheat offa him AHAH but yeah obviously that bitch covered his page with his arms fuck you mansahil. Anywhoo i passed.. maybe .. hopefully ohhhhh my gosh. BUT YEAH I was meeting DREW (andrew but i call him drew :)) after my exam. The night before i was liek u better not be late or imma kick ur ass! and i ended up staying in 20 extra minutes and making him wait outside forever AHAHA i came outta my exam room and all the girls are liek omgg hes been waiting for u outside for the longest time!! But yehai was wearing shorts and a cute tube top under my uniform ehehe and told diana to come change with me loll. so yeah i went outside and there was a whole line of guys jus standing there and rydas like there all staring at you o.0 LOL what u havent seen a gurl in shorts and a tube top before? so stupid. anyways me n drew went to the bus stop and saw erika there too. It was taking so long so we went down the hill to take the viva. half way down we saw the yrt coming up and we fuckin run for it LOLLL and whnen i got on the bus all the gurls were like PULL UP THE BACK OF UR TOP everyone in the bus was talkin bout it! boohoo :'( whatever so yeah we got to colossus and ALLL the asian and black gyals went to mandarin LOL and me n drew went to colossus woot! he paid for my ticket too chyeah boiii and we bought poutine and a jumbo nestea! the movie was hilarious!! It was realy fun too. We chilled after the movie. We played air hockey and ofcourse i owned him! yeee!! i rule :) Drew bussed and walked me home after and he said hes gonna come to my house one day and be liek to my dad "HI SIR!!!" LOL my dad would fuckin smack him. Anywho.. i have a math exam tmr. i gotta start studying :S wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-6319379361122513798?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6319379361122513798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/hangover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6319379361122513798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6319379361122513798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/hangover.html' title='the hangover'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-7701918237516035413</id><published>2009-06-16T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:07:38.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shop till u drop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee behavior="scroll" direction="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/ztztck.png"&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo.. Today, Me, Linda, Diana and Jessica decided to go shopping! woot. Shopping is liek therapy for me.&lt;3 ANYWHOOO so i was walking up the hill and i just saw Linda and Jessica walking towards me im like wtf? LOLL so yeah we walked to the bus stop and got on the VIVAA. Diana was at the next stop and was gonna get on with us. Yeah so we went to downsview station and HOLYY that fucken convenience store down there DOES THAT PLACE STINK OR WHAT??? LOL me and linda were the only ppl who knew viet and we were like omgg soo "too-ee" LOL i dunno who to spell it but it means so smelly! So yeah we did the lil short cut thing at St. George and we got there shopped and stuff OMG! we bought clothes at Hollister and there was this really cute asian guy at the cash ahaha. He was like soo u liek the weather?? Did u try on some of those body lotions?? LOL cuz he heard all of us like WHAT IS THAT?? TANNING LOTION OR SUMTIN? LMFAOO he was so fuckin cute&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 anywho we went to MAC and jessica bought some concealer and linda got her stupid lipstick LOL. We were going crazy there. Theres so much makeup i never even knew existed LMFAO. I tried that "fix plus" stuff and i LIKE IT :D someone buy me it. i dunno its really refreshing and its supposed to make ur makeup stay longer? i dont know but thats what linda said. Anyways we took booth pictures. first time fucken linda had to take a bunch of them cuz shes like "OMG I LOOK SO BAD I HAVE TO KEEP EM CUZ I KNO U GUYS ARE GONNA UPLOAD ON FB!" fuck you linda. Those pics were hella funny LOLL jus cuz lindas face is funny &lt;3 so since she took liek more than half we decided to take another set of 6 muahah they were pretty. Me and Diana couldnt stop laughing cuz in every pic me and diana are HOGGING the frikken pic and u jus see jess in the backround tryna get in the pics LMFAO!! Diana took all the pretty ones :'( Fuckin bitches left me with the ugly ones but whatever LOL. So we shopped some more chileld somemore and decided to EAT YAY!! Me, Jess and Diana all got NY fries and linda got some nasty jap shit. eww. yeah so we bussed back and linda fatass wanted to get some more candy so we went to that smelly convenience store at downsview again. eww.. She bought this candy that was "cooling" and it actually was it was kool. LOL tasted good at first but after taste is fuckin shit. Then after me and the gurls and a buncha ppl were supposed to go swimming but i had to study fuck my life. LOL whatever im the only one who actually cares bout school :) But honestly i shoulda jus went swimming with them cuz i didnt study one bit LOLL more liek skim thru pages :S oh well! GOOD LUCK ON MY EXAM TMR EHHH?&lt;b&gt;P.S. "U LOOK PREGNANT!" LMFAOOOOOOOO luv u hoe &lt;3 if yeno what i mean;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="scroll" direction="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2m2z9k4.png"&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-7701918237516035413?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7701918237516035413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/shop-till-u-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7701918237516035413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7701918237516035413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/shop-till-u-drop.html' title='shop till u drop!'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/ztztck_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-853085436312028798</id><published>2009-06-14T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:37:13.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sundayyy</title><content type='html'>SOO. Saw Alvin today and we were talking bout his Birthday and we're going to the beach! He said he'll pick me up so i dont have to bus all the way down there chyeahh boii LOL I hate bussing FAR. such a waste of time. Anyways i went to Yorkdale and shopped like hella crazy :D Bought so much summer stuff. Makes me excited! :D oh yeahh &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUMMER OF LOVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is coming up yay.. Me n my girls get VIP woot FREE DRINKS BABY If we didnt get VIP and Free drinks i wouldve probly gone to Burn the Books instead. LMFAO is gonna be there man i love em. but NAHH VIP VIP! LOLL oh gosh im so lame. i wanted it to be Girls night out that day LOL but stupid erika and her boyfirend. there so in looooove LOL SHEESH lovebirds.i might as well bring some other guys too then haha ;);)but yeah i was shopping today and ofcourse guys will always be there fucking perverted self. Buncha guys would pass me and be like HEY BEAUTIFUL!! and one guy even moaned and waslike "ohhh baby.." LMFAOOO fucking nasty and disturbing but pretty funny at the same time i dunno. ANYWAYS exams are coming up!! After the stress and exams are over OMGG time to fuckin party it up LOL &lt;b&gt;CANT WAIT TILL SUMMER '09!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-853085436312028798?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/853085436312028798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/sundayyy_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/853085436312028798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/853085436312028798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/sundayyy_14.html' title='sundayyy'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-7583892917132428776</id><published>2009-06-07T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:46:34.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>khoa's aka christians bday pool jam :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee behavior="scroll" direction="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2rqkiv4.png"&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;There will be more pics soon! just ppl didnt upload em yet :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay soo i havent been on this for a while just cuzz.. well i dunno LOL imma busy beeee. anywayss im gonna talk about YESTERDAY since i came home and just crashed on my bed right away last night and didnt have time to blog about it :P it was hella funnnn! well in the morning i woke up around.. 9 30?  lisa called and shes like omgg when r u going bla bla.. oh yeah basically the plan for today was to go to christian's for his birthday. he was having a pool party/bbq/jam thing :D so yeah i was plannig to go wih daniel and hung and they said they were bussing to my house at 10 45. then downstairs me and my mom spent and hour tryna clean up a FLOOD!! LOL my basement was SUPERR flooded. i wanted to pick up my house and pour the water in a cup or sumtin LOL sumtin was wrong with the pipes and yeah :( it was like 1 and daniel and hung still wasnt ehre yet. PISSED ME OFF! but then they ended up coming and i went upstairs to get ready while they helped my mommy out downstairs LOL so yeah they wanted to eat so we went up stairs and they ate bread and cheese LOOOOL then we left and yeah. fuckin christian told us to get off where mackenzie glen was and then we got lost. LOLL we were liek walking everywhere and everyway there was then finally called up chriistine to ask her where his house was and yeah. we got there and no one opened the door so we went through the back heheh saw buncha topless guys.. woooo! no gurls were swimming tho it was sad so yeah i made everyone swim HEEHHE! then we ate some bbq it was good. after tons more ppl started to show up. omgg it was crazyy me demi and calvin picked up wesley and threw him in the pool LOLL and then all these other guys i dont even rmb they picked me up and threw me in the pool too :'( LOL i was soooooo scared but steven caught me so yeah AHAHAH.  thep ool even had a slide it was soo fun. we did a train on the slide with me lisa and demi and me and christian alone. when we went down with demi and lisa FUCKIN LISAAA she was behind me and demi was in front so i was in the middle LISA FUCKIN knocks her foot on my head made me sink even more and it hurt like crazy. crazy little bitch! LOL but yeah anyways behind christians was a huge field of grass and likee a park so me diana and this white gurl i forgot her name LOL they were teaching me cheerleading SOOO FUNN they picked me up in the sky its CRAZYY!! i fell like 20 times tho AHAHA but then i finally got the hang of it and i even did a "cradle" that thing where u jump back into their arms. its SICK! then guys were playing football and such yeah w/e i went inside with linda and a buncha other ppl we were exploring khoas house. holyy its HUGEE i kept discorvering more random doors that opened up to huge rooms LOLL its liek a neverending hosue seriously. HUGE MANSION!  anywhoooo we chilled in side and ate food and karaoked and ran aroundd yenoo ordered pizza and stuff ateeee yeah.. LOL it was FUNN like i cant even explain. havent had this much fun in soo long!  so yeah we finally turned off al lthe lights and since we had no birthday candles we used an actualy candle so that christian can blow it out LMFAO! we sang hbd and yeah then we ate cake oh demi and lisa are like OMGG LETS CAKE HIS FACE LOLL and demis liek OMG CAKE HIS EYESS and me n lisa looked at each other im like :| AHAHA Hcuz on her bday and caked her eyes and she was dying LOLOL yeah then we chilled around some more went outside bla bla bla then me,jennifer, andy, chris , richard and daniel decided to leave i swear we were gonna miss our last bus.. but we didnt :D it was soo funny waiting for the bus. andy and chris were doing invisible rope or w/e its called SOO FUNNY made so much cars stopp oh goshhh! then yeah we got to vmills and me n dnaiel jus decided to cab back to my place. the other escaped cuz fkn SOMEONEEEEEE lit this elvin nyfries poster on fire AHAHAHA then tried to put it out and it was still smoking LMFAOO but yeah i was jus talking to strangers asking them if they knew a cab number and all u see the gurl im talknig to is liek OMG WATCH OUT and this van is like 2 cm away from hitting me -.-' turns out with was security. like wtf yo i rmb long time ago security chased me and my firends liek SOO DRAMATICALLY. like seriously u aint cops so stop acting soo important LOLL have to make is soo dramatic and almost hit me -.-' ANYWAYS yeah w/e me n daniel got acab and got the hell outta there LOL we got home around 12 ish? i completely crashed and dnaiel was on the comp talking to ppl and telling me that some1 said sumtin to me i dun even rmb LOL. oh yeah daniel and them stole a bike LOL we put it in the cab van. he charged extra 3 dollaaa but its okay he waslike its supposed to be 30 but ill be nice and make it 25 :) i wasliek awww u nice cab driverr!! and before that i was conversing with him hehe i got that charm ehh ;) yeah soo next morning i had tutoring. daniel used to go tutoring with me but not no more boo hoo its okay tho so yeah i got to class and alvin was sitting in the seat next to me hehe. we were talking about how HE shouldve came to the pool party and he was liek how I shouldve came on the cruise on friday! LOL whatevaaa then he waslike man i shouldve came cuz i told him a buncha stories hehe. so yeahh thennnnn i went out to eat pho mm it was nicee! kinda chilly outside tho i was wearing shorts and a tee. ummmm ya now im jus looking at pics and videos from last night/day w/e.. oh goshh. HILARIOUS! fkn liiiiiiiive day! makes me fkn excited for summer 09' woo!! partayyy ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-7583892917132428776?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7583892917132428776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/khoas-aka-christians-bday-pool-jam-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7583892917132428776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/7583892917132428776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/06/khoas-aka-christians-bday-pool-jam-d.html' title='khoa&apos;s aka christians bday pool jam :D'/><author><name>kim vo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292113285506285692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/2rqkiv4_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5305365023854663089.post-6388431898444284106</id><published>2009-05-21T01:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:34:11.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Learned by Omer B. Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I've learned that you cannot make someone love you.&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is be someone who can be loved.&lt;br /&gt;The rest is up to them.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how much I care,&lt;br /&gt;some people just don't care back.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it takes years to build up trust&lt;br /&gt;and only seconds to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's not what you have in your life&lt;br /&gt;but who you have in your life that counts.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;After that, you'd better know something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself&lt;br /&gt;to the best others can do,&lt;br /&gt;but to the best you can do.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's not what happens to people,&lt;br /&gt;It's what they do about it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how thin you slide it,&lt;br /&gt;there are always two sides.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you should always have loved ones with loving words.&lt;br /&gt;It may be the last time you'll see them.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can keep going&lt;br /&gt;long after you think you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that heroes are the people who do what has to be done&lt;br /&gt;When it needs to be done,&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that there are people who love you dearly,&lt;br /&gt;but just don't know how to show it.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry,&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that true friendship continues to grow even over the longest distance.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for true love.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how good a friend is,&lt;br /&gt;they're going to hurt you every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;and you must forgive them for that.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken,&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,&lt;br /&gt;but we are responsible for who we become.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other.&lt;br /&gt;And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that sometimes you have to put the individual&lt;br /&gt;ahead of their actions.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that two people can look at the exact same thing&lt;br /&gt;and see something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter the consequences,&lt;br /&gt;those who are honest with themselves go farther in life.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that your life can be changed in a matter of hours&lt;br /&gt;by people who don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that even when you think you have no more to give,&lt;br /&gt;when a friend cries out to you,&lt;br /&gt;you will find the strength to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that writing,&lt;br /&gt;as well as talking,&lt;br /&gt;can ease emotional pains.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that the people you care most about in life&lt;br /&gt;are taken from you too soon.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice&lt;br /&gt;and not hurting people's feelings and standing up for what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to love&lt;br /&gt;and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5305365023854663089-6388431898444284106?l=0rangekrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6388431898444284106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-learned-by-omer-b-washington.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6388431898444284106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5305365023854663089/posts/default/6388431898444284106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://0rangekrush.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-learned-by-omer-b-washington.html' title='I&apos;ve Learned by Omer B. 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