<?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-1279790360720743294</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:41:40.794-08:00</updated><category term='i am not afraid to walk this world alone'/><title type='text'>click*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-4904437545592325302</id><published>2008-10-27T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:13:05.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised that i can't give a surprise,&lt;br /&gt;cos our dear sara invited me as an author and she didn't give me permission to do the admin stuff.&lt;br /&gt;hiah...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;there goes my wonderful plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, abby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-4904437545592325302?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/4904437545592325302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=4904437545592325302' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4904437545592325302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4904437545592325302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-realised-that-i-cant-give.html' title=''/><author><name>abby☆</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672603997546894678</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-5360668929648299112</id><published>2008-10-27T08:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:10:46.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abby&lt;/span&gt; here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, i just checked my world clock on the iPhone,&lt;br /&gt;and guess the time at Sydney now,&lt;br /&gt;its like 2.05am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sara&lt;/span&gt; is probably in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt; land now,&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(ego!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should change &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sara's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;blog skin&lt;/span&gt; while she's away, and give her a surprise when she's back.&lt;br /&gt;that is if she doesn't come online when she's in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BTW&lt;/span&gt;, i might &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;voluntarily&lt;/span&gt; give up on my social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still not used to the fact that holidays have started,&lt;br /&gt;to me its doesn't seem like a holiday,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;its just like, i keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;forgetting&lt;/span&gt; its holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hiah&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;this holiday will be one like none other.&lt;br /&gt;because this year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Gasichad&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Balas&lt;/span&gt; were formed,&lt;br /&gt;the bond we grew for each other,&lt;br /&gt;is indescribable,&lt;br /&gt;and separation is just not an option,&lt;br /&gt;its like a death sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SARA!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU DEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-5360668929648299112?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/5360668929648299112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=5360668929648299112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/5360668929648299112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/5360668929648299112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-abby-here-hmm-i-just-checked-my_27.html' title=''/><author><name>abby☆</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672603997546894678</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-1279790360720743294.post-7708886660376907412</id><published>2008-10-27T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:09:04.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;abby here!&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i just checked my world clock on the iPhone,&lt;br /&gt;and guess the time at Sydney now,&lt;br /&gt;its like 2.05am tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara is probably in lala land now,&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of me.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;(ego!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should change sara's blogskin while she's away, and give her a surprise when she's back.&lt;br /&gt;that is if she doesn't come online when she's in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will.&lt;br /&gt;btw, i might volunteerily give up on my social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;i'm still not used to the fact that holidays have started,&lt;br /&gt;to me its doesn't seem like a holiday,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;its just like, i keep forgeting its holidays.&lt;br /&gt;hiah...&lt;br /&gt;this holiday will be one like none other.&lt;br /&gt;because this year,&lt;br /&gt;Gasichad and Balas were formed,&lt;br /&gt;the bond we grew for each other,&lt;br /&gt;is indescriblable,&lt;br /&gt;and separation is just not an option,&lt;br /&gt;its like a death sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SARA!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU DEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-7708886660376907412?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/7708886660376907412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=7708886660376907412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7708886660376907412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7708886660376907412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-abby-here-hmm-i-just-checked-my.html' title=''/><author><name>abby☆</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672603997546894678</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-1279790360720743294.post-1286838965784453330</id><published>2008-10-26T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:24:37.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new author</title><content type='html'>hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;keeping the blog alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,&lt;br /&gt;this is abby khoo.&lt;br /&gt;sara invited me as an author so that i can help her change her blog skin.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;she just left singapore.&lt;br /&gt;she'll be back next week,&lt;br /&gt;so sad,&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to miss her.&lt;br /&gt;i love you sara dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays,&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to blog everyday (if i can, if i have something to blog about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, abby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-1286838965784453330?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/1286838965784453330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=1286838965784453330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/1286838965784453330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/1286838965784453330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-author.html' title='new author'/><author><name>abby☆</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672603997546894678</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-1279790360720743294.post-4306321724476374991</id><published>2008-09-15T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:08:30.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the first time in a long time</title><content type='html'>I'm finally posting again. i have been trying to get a new template but it has not really worked or gone the way i wanted it to. My template now is horrible and boring, im so sick of it. &lt;br /&gt;Since i have stopped posting. Nothing huge really happened, maybe except swimming PE. Which i find extremely awkward. &lt;br /&gt;My finals are coming up soon but i'm not that stressed out, just a bit nervous. I dont want to be kicked out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda is nice so im blogging about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was probably one of the most boring school days of this year. Physics was probably the best, coz mrs lau did not come so we played the slap hand game which hurt so bad. &lt;br /&gt;Stayed back with ger to have lunch in school coz she thought her gym buds ditched her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i have horse riding next. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wingatefarm.com/images/horse-jump-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.wingatefarm.com/images/horse-jump-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-4306321724476374991?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/4306321724476374991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=4306321724476374991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4306321724476374991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4306321724476374991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-first-time-in-long-time.html' title='For the first time in a long time'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-5445579927732500663</id><published>2008-05-17T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T09:17:40.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For you esther toh.</title><content type='html'>This is where i learnt how to spit ice that far, for those of you who know what i am talking about. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway esther toh, the runnig frank from spider is in this interview. i love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0CgUK5thLA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t0CgUK5thLA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uLInRbv8wQ0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uLInRbv8wQ0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVewrKXb278&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVewrKXb278&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eK3oRE1UCXo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eK3oRE1UCXo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and toh, learn how to spit the ice far from this video, we shall compete next time. Thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-5445579927732500663?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/5445579927732500663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=5445579927732500663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/5445579927732500663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/5445579927732500663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-you-esther-toh.html' title='For you esther toh.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-4372737080800450344</id><published>2008-05-10T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T03:41:42.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a bullet through a flock of doves</title><content type='html'>Today i went out with a bunch of my friends for ger's birthday. Went to town and watched a movie. Walked until my legs died. Man i cannot do this, i cant write about my day, unless something extraordinary or extremely fun happened. Anyway, i found that birthday outings dotn usually concentrate on the birthday person. I have been to a few bday outings and people usually forget that we are going out becuase it is someone's birthday. It is quite sad really. I wanted to buy the thirteen senses cd today but they did not have it where i went. they have a pretty interesting sound. Although my dad says that they are whimpy i think that their music is soft and relaxing. Nothing much to sing to. The lyrics arent great, being the lyric freak that i am, i am actually alright with just listening to his voice and the instrumental part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to find my music life boring because after you listen to MCR and 30 seconds, i find it hard to find any other band that is as good. The sad thing is i think MCR is selling out. Some of their new songs that they have only done live are only mediocre and even more mainstream that the black parade album. I know they have to change every album, but i think you should still have your own sound. I wish they could go back to the "bullets" time, that was the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the newer singers and bands are now so horrible. Take hannah montana/ miley cyrus, she was in times 100 most influential people, i mean its a huge accomplishment but seriously what is so great about her. And her parter band, Jonas brothers, they are so big now its crazy. They sound like 6 year old girls, they have lousy songs ( intruments and lyrics) and they called themselves the jonas brothers. It is so so sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-4372737080800450344?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/4372737080800450344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=4372737080800450344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4372737080800450344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4372737080800450344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/05/bullet-through-flock-of-doves.html' title='a bullet through a flock of doves'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-4573706985520053389</id><published>2008-03-26T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T06:56:56.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casual Concert #2</title><content type='html'>OK, im still annoyed with the concert. Not the music, the people. I was just talking to a friend, then she said that she read my post ( casual concert ). She told me that some lady behind her asked her what school she was from because she was talking to her friends and was noisy. I told her that she should have just ignored the question, turn around ahd sushhh the lady. Something like " Shhh, the concert is still going on." But instead, she freaked out and told her what school she is from, well maybe i would have done that too. Then my friend said the lady tried to shut them up and asked them what school they come from before the freaking concert started. What kind of bloody shit is that. The concert had not even started and the lady was trying to shut them up. I mean she has the right to talk before the concert starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would people ask us students to shut up and ask us what school we're from or complain to the teachers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can they really not hear the music with the whispering? i dont think so. I think its most probably because they want to feel classy and all. So they think if they go to a classical concert they are high class people. If they pretend to appreciate classical music and telling people to shut up to show off that they came to the concert by choice, they are classy. Really that is just pathetic, pretending to appreciate classical music and showing it off to kids you think are below you, thinking " Oh i came to this CLASSICAL concert, i am so classy." What bull shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AGgn0ddwxwE/R-pVCA-zlUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YuVDG0lxHTs/s1600-h/iero+guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AGgn0ddwxwE/R-pVCA-zlUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YuVDG0lxHTs/s400/iero+guitar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182047814354703682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-4573706985520053389?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/4573706985520053389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=4573706985520053389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4573706985520053389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4573706985520053389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/03/casual-concert-2.html' title='Casual Concert #2'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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://bp3.blogger.com/_AGgn0ddwxwE/R-pVCA-zlUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/YuVDG0lxHTs/s72-c/iero+guitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-886871808318057552</id><published>2008-03-24T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T06:57:04.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casual Concert</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i had to go to  casual  concert with my level. It was horrible. It was more of a classical concert with an orchestra and all that. I mean being forced to sit there for more than an hour is torture, especially for people who don't appreciate that kind of music. If we were allowed to do other things while listening, i think that that would have been alright. But we were not allowed to even whisper or signal to out friends. We could not use out phones to communicate, not by sms-ing but by typing in your message and passing it on to who ever is supposed to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the incidents that really annoyed me... One of my friends clapped at the wrong time, and someone actually complained, i dont know what happened after that but how could you complain. Not like the public ( who were also in the same audi as us ) knew when to clap. Because as soon as she clapped the whole audi also started to clap. And someone complained!! There was also this girl who ate a lolly in the audi, yeah i know it isnt right. I think she got caught because again someone complained but i am not entirely sure of that. But from what i hear is that the woman who complained had a daughter, and during the concert, the freaking daughter was freaking eating. And she dare complain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would the school make is attend these concerts? &lt;br /&gt;Not like we like most of us like this kind of music. OK, maybe some of the students do, they could go alone cant they. The school could pay for the ticket and make it optional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school should take us to more energetic concerts where we feel like being enthusiastic and should be enthusiastic. What is the use of bringing a bunch of school kids to a classical concert when we would " make a bad impression of our school ". I mean we are hyper. We need to communicate. They should let us develop our appreciation for classical music slowly, at our own pace. Instead of forcing it down our throats, doing that will just make us rebel and block it out and never learn to like classical music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AGgn0ddwxwE/R-ezGQ-zlTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-sC-vxaAzw/s1600-h/marilyn_manson-band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AGgn0ddwxwE/R-ezGQ-zlTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-sC-vxaAzw/s400/marilyn_manson-band.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181306816532026674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-886871808318057552?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/886871808318057552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=886871808318057552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/886871808318057552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/886871808318057552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/03/casual-concert.html' title='Casual Concert'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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://bp1.blogger.com/_AGgn0ddwxwE/R-ezGQ-zlTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-sC-vxaAzw/s72-c/marilyn_manson-band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-7024385100667965029</id><published>2008-03-17T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T03:08:11.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>youtube comedy</title><content type='html'>I found these videos a couple of months ago. Well i found the first two a couple of months ago, the third one i just found. It is freaking funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AYxu_MQSTTY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AYxu_MQSTTY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wTqsV3q7rRU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wTqsV3q7rRU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XHbYTm8U1v8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XHbYTm8U1v8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These videos are the funniest shit ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-7024385100667965029?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/7024385100667965029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=7024385100667965029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7024385100667965029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7024385100667965029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/03/youtube-comedy.html' title='youtube comedy'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-6909844076964677068</id><published>2008-02-29T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:44:12.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh panda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KoGk8uH8Zo4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KoGk8uH8Zo4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you see the almost human like expression on the big panda's face&lt;br /&gt;It was like "holy crap" and stared at it for a while then went back to eating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-6909844076964677068?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/6909844076964677068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=6909844076964677068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6909844076964677068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6909844076964677068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-panda.html' title='Oh panda.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-6787047417086498524</id><published>2008-02-28T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T06:35:46.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no treats</title><content type='html'>ARR. i feel so sad, trapped and frustrated. I'm not trying to be emo or anything but that's how i have been feeling lately. i mean i am generally a pretty happy person. i have not done my hw because of the whole battle between the two sides of my rebelious brain. I need some time.. but i want to do so many things, like horse riding, guitar, squash, study, shop, movies. i really need to sit down and be bored for a bit, you know relax and do abosutely nothing. mm have not done that in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, i dont know how i have been doing, i guess my tests and exams are alright but when i do daily work, i do sooo badly. I dont understand how i actually get things correct for my tests. I have not been failing so hopefully thats a good thing and i keep it that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, history test tmr. Did not study. Die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-6787047417086498524?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/6787047417086498524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=6787047417086498524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6787047417086498524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6787047417086498524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-treats.html' title='no treats'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-2272651095736697245</id><published>2008-02-24T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T05:06:02.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>swirls without the boom</title><content type='html'>My weekend has been rather crapy, it was quite boring. Friday nothing. Saturday, went to kinokunya and bumped into a friend that i had not seen in a long time. Sunday, went to saddle club, saw friends riding. Felt very sad because i quit some a year ago. I have been trying to re-join, but it just didnt happen. The a class opened up that was suitable for me and i knew someone there. And of all days, it had to be on tuesday, the day i have squash. Damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hw that i have not finished, i feel so weird. Half of me wants to do my hw but the other half is being rebellious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-2272651095736697245?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/2272651095736697245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=2272651095736697245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/2272651095736697245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/2272651095736697245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/02/swirls-without-boom.html' title='swirls without the boom'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-8002433283611106398</id><published>2008-02-22T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T22:33:32.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, have not posted in a really long time. I really dont find anything to blog about these days. I am suddenly not inspired or amazed by anything. Well i have started school in January, its been alright. Kind of stressful, homework, tests... I really dont want to have the kind of blogs that talks about their day. I mean if you did something really interesting, i guess its okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of year holidays.&lt;br /&gt;They were kind of boring, did not go overseas because of some tragic incident. One thing that i remember the most about the hols is going to the my chemical romance concert. It was really the best concert. Not that i have been to any real concerts. So i'm proud to say that the first ever concert i went to was that. I went to the MTV asia awards when i was really young, so i did not know anyone, probably except blue and michelle branch. Not too long ago i found out that i actually saw mariah carey. I'm not a big fan but she is mariah carey. Sadly i was too young to know that. Anyway, the concert was awesome, he was actually really good, his voice wasn't bad from all the touring. The band was great too. Mikey was there. Bob wasn't though, he injured his wrists and being a drummer having hands that could grip is rather important i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides MCR, I have started to love 30 seconds to mars, lostprophets, still love eminem. Not so much mika though...&lt;br /&gt;i like a few songs by MSI, stereophonics, embrace, thirteen senses. People say that they sound like Athlete, but i think TS is better. Athlete is quite over-rated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it really, oh i picked up Squash. (the sport)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-8002433283611106398?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/8002433283611106398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=8002433283611106398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/8002433283611106398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/8002433283611106398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-7998915904724510437</id><published>2007-11-22T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T08:14:41.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting what you wanted may not be a good thing.</title><content type='html'>I recieved my results for a very important exam recently and i got into the school that my family wanted me to get into. And i also wanted to get in that school but that was before i got my results. Now that i have to go to that school i just dont feel like going there anymore. I think that i have been there for too long. And many of my friends could not make it to that school. When i studied for this exam what motivated be was that my friends would be there, it wasn't a bad school and i sort of wanted to prove my parents wrong that i could actually get THOSE grades. Befored the exam my parents were already telling me about other not so good schools and how i would not be able to get into a good JC if i go there and that would mean that i would not be able to get into a good university. And that would most probably affect my career. They were trying to scare me into studying my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very confused right now. Should i even be thinking this way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-7998915904724510437?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/7998915904724510437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=7998915904724510437' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7998915904724510437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7998915904724510437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/11/getting-what-you-wanted-may-not-be-good.html' title='Getting what you wanted may not be a good thing.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-6432117861131928187</id><published>2007-11-06T10:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:49:10.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stronger.</title><content type='html'>Britney Spears. We all know her, the once pop princess who was the role model of almost every little girl. Now a mother of two. i have heard everywhere that she is a bad mom, and the whole is she fit to be a mom thing. I watched some interview of her on youtube, and i quite impressed with some of the answers she gave. Like why she was driving with her small little kid on her lap in the driver's seat ( she was driving ). She said something like when she was young, her dad and herself used to do that because they were from the country. So it was natural for her to do that with her kid. I sort of understand what she means. I think all the things that she is going through now would only make her stronger (she sort of said that herself) Why else do you think she is still going out to wherever she wants ( almost ), and not staying at home, crying and never coming out. Well, some people say that she is doing these things for the attention, others say that she is crazy. I mean she is a little nuts. And usually now, i would be saying something like " i think that", "to me" or "in my opinion" to write out my feelings about whatever i am writing about but now i really have no conclusion to this. This post isn't meant to mean anything like im not telling you what i strongly feel here, i dont know what i feel about this. This matter was just on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cZd1Js0QaOI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cZd1Js0QaOI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stronger- Kanye West. I actually like this song for the beat and the tune. Surprising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-6432117861131928187?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/6432117861131928187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=6432117861131928187' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6432117861131928187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6432117861131928187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/11/stronger.html' title='Stronger.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-4553034302048727590</id><published>2007-10-17T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T04:08:27.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Umbrella.</title><content type='html'>I was on youtube, just watching stuff on MCR when i came across Gerard singing the song Umbrella by Rihanna. I realised that his singing was'nt as bad as i thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago, i thought that Gerard's voice and ability to sing has gone down a lot since the last album ( Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge ). And that the band was losing their "unique-ness". And going to be one of those bands which had a lot of potential, but letting money get to their heads, becoming mainstream, suddenly getting a lot of fans then after a while losing their fans because they became boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i don't really think like that anymore. I listened to their 'Black Parade' album again and found that their lyrics were not as bad as i thought they were. My friend and i were talking about MCR and we talked about how MCR was now only trying to please their fans and trying to get more fans. I am not sure if that is true, but i do find the lyrics of the songs in the black parade more straight forward in a way. Have not come to a decision whether to not like the black parade anymore. What i wrote above hardly makes sense to the logical side of my brain so i dont think that you or even the logical side of me would understand what the other side of me is trying to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h6wWoKd60Qc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h6wWoKd60Qc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he sings better with those shouting-ish songs like the song Under Pressure that he did with his band and The Used( Bert McCraken ) For this Umbrella song i think Mikey is doing the Bass Guitar part, smart smart him(Mikey).    Hopefully Gerard singing this song quite well means that he can still sing. Notice he is in the Black Parade outfit, means that this was during a Black parade tour. He is not becoming a fat blob which cant song.His voicein Three Cheers was still better anyway. The second part of this paragraph, only Stella would understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why Gerard sang this song at the MCR concert, not sure if he likes the song or if he is indirectly trying to sell his comic book, 'The Umbrella Academy' to his fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the video of Famous Last Words where drummer Bob Bryar got burnt, in the videos shown on MTV you couldn't see Bob getting burnt and saying "I can't take this fuckin' heat anymore" to guitarist Ray Toro. The two then they ran off of the set. Bob then lifted his pant leg to examine the burn. He was later treated in at the hotel by a doctor. Bob then developed a staph infection and was rushed to the hospital.During this time, Bob was caught trying to escape the emergency room twice, as he did not wish to cancel any of the group's performances. Due to the staph infection, Bob developed a stiffness on the left side of his face. He had to have an ice-pack on his mouth to prevent loss of brain function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UsPNpXHbAXo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UsPNpXHbAXo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-4553034302048727590?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/4553034302048727590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=4553034302048727590' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4553034302048727590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4553034302048727590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/10/umbrella.html' title='Umbrella.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-6710768220802943404</id><published>2007-10-08T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T04:55:34.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PSLE. really over?</title><content type='html'>PSLE just finished today. I thought that after the last paper i would scream and be filled with joy, but it wasnt like that. The fact that PSLE is over hasnt really hit me yet. I know that i dont have to study anymore but the excitment of not doing anything productive has not come to me yet. It is like in the movies when someone cant believe something and pinches themselves. The horrible thing is, now it is just PSLE there are O levels, A levels and some other exams which i am not too sure about and dont intend to find out until when it is competely necessery to know about them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-6710768220802943404?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/6710768220802943404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=6710768220802943404' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6710768220802943404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6710768220802943404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/10/psle-really-over.html' title='PSLE. really over?'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-7695973381041324736</id><published>2007-09-29T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T08:50:37.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over before it comes</title><content type='html'>PSLE is coming really soon, in three days. As evry teacher would say " PSLE is around the corner, i hope that all of you put in effort and i really hope that all of you get the grades you want." revolting or touching. touching. Some of my friends are thinking / telling me " PSLE is almost here!! i am going to die!!" Others say " PSLE is almost over!" &lt;br /&gt;And i agree that PSLE is almost over even though it hasnt really started yet. I would like to think that the PSLE phase is not only the exam but the studying, getting stressed out, crying like shit, feeling like you will never finish the "PSLE race". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have said to me " this is the last stretch, just sprint to the finish line, maybe it wont be as difficult as you made it out to be." After hearing this, you feel really feel like trying. I sort of did feel like giving up, because i did not know if i was going to make it even if i tried my best. Doing that would save you the suffering and most of the pain if you do not get what you want. But if you did your best and made it, that would be a very happy story. Like study hard, suffer a bit then when you get what you wanted, you feel so super happy and that all you hard work had paid off. The perfect story line for a movie to be shown on the hallmark channel. Being me, i would look at the worst case possible, like you study your ass off and still dont get what you studied for. Doing that scares me into givng up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that i did not put in effort, i did. I have probably studied more this year than i have my whole life. What i wrote above is what i felt when i felt really bad like at the worst point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying that, i still seriously can't wait until PSLE is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-7695973381041324736?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/7695973381041324736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=7695973381041324736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7695973381041324736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7695973381041324736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/09/over-before-it-comes.html' title='Over before it comes'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-7068185032598476524</id><published>2007-09-15T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T04:32:07.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recorded</title><content type='html'>The recorded version of under pressure by my chemical romance and the used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nUyCxI0YSYs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nUyCxI0YSYs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey and Pete Wentz      Mikey, Joel Madden and Benji Madden (the Madden Twins)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-7068185032598476524?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/7068185032598476524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=7068185032598476524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7068185032598476524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7068185032598476524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/09/recorded.html' title='Recorded'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-6091845793005797964</id><published>2007-09-14T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T08:55:08.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Pressure</title><content type='html'>Most people have heard of the song Under Pressure by David Bowie and Queen. Gerard Way and Bert McCracken sang it too, not sure why. The recorded version sounds good, but of course their voices aren't as good as David Bowie's or Freddie Mercury's. Then i listened to Gerard's and Bert's live version which isn't bad. For those who know My Chemical Romance, you may know that Gerard isn't the best singer in the world. I think that bert sings better than gerard (sometimes). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The used songs aren't bad, they sort of sound like my chem, maybe because my chem was influenced by them. If i am not wrong, the used came first then allowed my chem to tag along on their tours or something like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y7eliOabU3I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y7eliOabU3I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under Pressure - The Used and My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;Both of them sound good in this song which is live. Everynoe form both bands are playing, whole lot of instruments. And the weird sounds that bert and gerard have to sing are so cool. When the one is singing his part, the other is singing along and pointing. Funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UdaHCLlBkWU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UdaHCLlBkWU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under Pressure - Queen and David Bowie&lt;br /&gt;The original version. Theie voices are so much better, stronger, more unique. Great song. Video is a bit weird though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-6091845793005797964?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/6091845793005797964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=6091845793005797964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6091845793005797964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6091845793005797964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/09/under-pressure.html' title='Under Pressure'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-3246148646836111411</id><published>2007-09-12T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T03:03:17.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urm...</title><content type='html'>Ok, Shayne Ward, what is with that guy. The first time i saw the video, i seriously thought ' what a joke'. i mean i see that he is trying to be like justin timberlake but does he have to make it that obvious. there can only be one justin timberlake. like there can only be one timberland, jay-z,  THE FRAY ( i have never seen anyone who can slur like that, in a good and cute way. i mean it is unique, i have never heard that kind of slurry singing!!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the song ' if that's okay with you '. what kind of name is that!! First he wants to look and tries to sound like timberlake. Then he comes up with the name if that's okay with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched an interview on MTV ( Shayne Ward ) And he siad that he got a really talented songwriter for the album but does   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' I had a girl before we met but we broke up&lt;br /&gt;Theres something 'bout you that makes me want to step up&lt;br /&gt;step up and be with you&lt;br /&gt;If That's Ok With You &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep the neighbors awake too late too late&lt;br /&gt;cos imma make you feel so good thats how i see it happening &lt;br /&gt;yeah we'll keep the neighbors awake too late too late&lt;br /&gt;cos baby i wanna step up and be with you&lt;br /&gt;if thats okay with you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that so smart and 'talented'. I dont know about you but if i were to ever like his songs without knowing it or start to like his  trying-to-be-like-justin-timberlake style, i would be evry disappointed in myself. i would not say i would kill myself but i would hate myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If That's okay with you' just played again, i am in front of the tv now, watching mtv. i just saw it twice in a 1 hour period of time. The tune is okay but it would probably suit some Disney channel star, maybe hannah montana, not sure on what kind of songs she sings but this song remainds me of her. Thinkinf about it, i think she may be much better than Shayne Ward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Cringing to the song right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-3246148646836111411?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/3246148646836111411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=3246148646836111411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/3246148646836111411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/3246148646836111411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/09/urm.html' title='Urm...'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-4184086002065987662</id><published>2007-09-08T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T03:25:28.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into The Ocean.</title><content type='html'>This song is quite old, not 10 years but quite old (1yr maybe, not sure). I have heard this song a million times but i have never really watched the whole video. I was on youtube and decided to look for this song because it was stuck in my head. I watched the video and found it quite cool. It's quite unique. It is not sad but a bit weird. Don't think i will be able to explain what i mean but watch it and see what you feel about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L7Fl2yWalH4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L7Fl2yWalH4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into The Ocean by Blue October&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-4184086002065987662?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/4184086002065987662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=4184086002065987662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4184086002065987662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/4184086002065987662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/09/into-ocean.html' title='Into The Ocean.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-1666921103400408201</id><published>2007-08-03T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T09:27:01.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am not afraid to walk this world alone'/><title type='text'>In My Opinion</title><content type='html'>The meaning of songs are different to different people. but they do have a basic meaning. like ' welcome to the black parade' by My Chemical Romance.people who like that song would have probably seen the interview where they ask gerard way about the song. but besides that, the part of that says ' do or die you'll never make me. Because the world, will never take my heart. go and try you'll never break me. we want it all. we want to play this part ' read that. again. what is the first thing that comes to your mind. to me the first thing is that whoever wrote this song is emotionally strong, determined and has been through a lot in life. to me, the message is that you should stand up for what you believe in. nobody can make you do what you dont want to do or what you think is wrong. if you want it go for it. &lt;br /&gt;The other part is ' I wont explain or say i'm sorry i'm unashamed, im gonna show my scar, give a cheer for all the broken, listen here, because it's who we are.' to me it means that you dont have to account to anybody for what you think. dont be ashamed beacause you are not like everybody else. be yourself. if that is who you are, that is who you are, you dont have to change to please anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another song by MCR called ' famous last words' the part ' so many bright lights they cast a shadow, but can i speak, is it hard understanding im incomplete. a life that's so demanding, i get so weak, a love that's so demanding, i can't speak. i am not afraid to keep on living. i am not afraid to walk this world alone.' to me it means that in this world of competition, it gets tiring, but you are still not afraid. even when nobody is there to support you, you still continue to live, unafraid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-1666921103400408201?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/1666921103400408201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=1666921103400408201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/1666921103400408201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/1666921103400408201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-my-opinion.html' title='In My Opinion'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-2816945789893952150</id><published>2007-07-28T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T08:20:53.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mika.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-rljzG0sC4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-rljzG0sC4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_nMqE6fk5U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_nMqE6fk5U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ztleRINF48"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ztleRINF48" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck In The Middle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-2816945789893952150?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/2816945789893952150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=2816945789893952150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/2816945789893952150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/2816945789893952150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/07/mika.html' title='Mika.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-7460296255163042818</id><published>2007-07-27T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T10:37:42.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music.</title><content type='html'>i have not written here for the longest time. all i did was post videos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC THAT I LOVE&lt;br /&gt;my chemical romance&lt;br /&gt;the fray&lt;br /&gt;eminem &lt;br /&gt;mika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The odd one out is mika, i dont know why i like mika, i mean it is so different form my other favourites. i like my chemical romance because their songs are really meaningful, but in order to understand their songs you have to be open-minded and you have to think. you will have to feel their emotion. and that is what i love about their songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fray, their songs are also meaningful, but unlike my chem, not angry. the song 'how to save a life' has a beautiful meaning, but it is quit sad. According to lead singer and songwriter Isaac Slade, the song was composed and influenced by his experience while working as a mentor at a camp for troubled teens: "One of the kids I was paired up with was a musician. Here I was, a protected suburbanite, and he was just 17 and had all these problems. And no one could write a manual on how to save him. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slade claims that the song is about all of the people that tried to reach out to the boy but were unsuccessful. As Slade says in an interview, the boy's friends and family approached him by saying, "Quit [the problem behavior] or I won't talk to you again," but all he needed was some support. The verses of the song describe an attempt by an adult to confront a troubled teen. In the chorus, the singer laments that he himself was unable to save a friend because he did not know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful is that, i almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eminem, his songs are really meaningful too. getting the idea that i listen to meaningful songs and not stupid songs like circle circle dot dot. he knows how to joke in his songs too and they are funny but not idiotic and spastic. i love the songs like toy soldiers, when i'm gone and mocking bird. they all made me almost cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the songs of the above bands/singers. so just listen to them. i think you should knnow who sang what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mika, some of my friends were shocked to find out thati like mika's songs but some of them are in fact meaningful ( the songs will be posted soon). like my interpretation or happy ending. really nice. i find him being able to go so high quite cool. most people would be " eew you mean that is a guy." or something like that. and his live is really good, he does not go off or flat. my chem (gerard way) go flat and off sometimes. and he has a female drummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably my longest post, so i will keep going. i shall talk about good charlotte. i never actually liked good charlotte, i just loved one song and i still love it. the name of that song is ' we believe'. it is the only song that actually makes sense. the other songs like keep your hands off my girl and the anthem are just stupid. they do not have any meaning, it is just as good as barking in a song. i mean, if you want to write a song, write about something. i only said i liked good charlotte because i have never been 'obsessed' about anything before and i thought that it would be fun. and my friends could tell me things about them. so i kept saying that i 'loved' good charlotte. i feel so disappointed in myself, i actually pretended to like good charlotte, and it was not to be the same as my friend. i am not sure why i did it. but now i regret it. Now if i like a band i will show it, but if i dont i will show it. i will NOT pretned to like some music that i dont. Music plays a big part in my life, and i dont want to pretend for something that is so important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long long time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilary duff, i really dont want her name in my blog but this is part of my music history. i used to love her. i thought that she was talented. i mean she is not that bad but not great. her songs now are really weird, she is probably going to become one of those britney spears people. maybe she is already like that. i have seen some recent pictures of her, and i must say that she has lost a lot of weight. that is all i can think about for hilary duff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne, i liked her after i stopped liking hilary duff. she was a bit morbid and very loud. not literally loud as in omg i need to cover my ears loud but loud as in the way she sang her songs kind of loud. i remeber printing out pictures of her and pasting them on my wall next to my bed. i was planning to cover the whole wall. but i only printed out like 6 pictures and they were stuck on the wall using blue tack. they were all coming off and torn. one night i sat on my bed and looked at the wall. i was thinking about how pathetic the wall of pictures was. then i started laughing to myself beacuase i was supposed to cover my wall. since then i have never tried to paste pictures on the wall. and only after i took the pictures off, i realised that i  did not like avril lavigne anymore. The weird thing is, i did not realise i did not like her until i decided not to like her. Most things you like come automatically, and you cannot really control it. and even if you want to not like it, you still like it. i am not sure if you understand what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the avril lavigne thing, i stopped liking one singer, i just listened to different singers which is boring so i wont talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sarted to like green day, the funny thing is that it was not my friends who influenced me to like green day but it was my mother.my mother liked the song wake me up when september ends, theni started to like the song, then i searched for more songs by green day. there was a website like youtube where i would search for green day videos. i would be in my grandfathers room blasting the song. those were the times when you did not need to study. all you had to do was homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of typing it is already 1:35 am. i need to go to sleep now. i will write more interesting posts like this one form now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-7460296255163042818?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/7460296255163042818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=7460296255163042818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7460296255163042818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7460296255163042818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/07/music.html' title='Music.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279790360720743294.post-3536421384884853152</id><published>2007-07-20T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T09:43:31.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUtz2QWZ6pQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUtz2QWZ6pQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KUPwrp7yvdk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KUPwrp7yvdk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/quHVm9ri7aI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/quHVm9ri7aI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live.good.accustic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JHg2q5M6WnY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JHg2q5M6WnY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-3536421384884853152?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/3536421384884853152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=3536421384884853152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/3536421384884853152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/3536421384884853152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/07/fray.html' title='The Fray.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-5522885366593846585</id><published>2007-07-20T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T04:55:45.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obsessive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WcwweoJDkV0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WcwweoJDkV0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S5nw1-_5-Vk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S5nw1-_5-Vk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x5RFActfKRQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x5RFActfKRQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8bbTtPL1jRs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8bbTtPL1jRs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SO9Lj0T93Xk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SO9Lj0T93Xk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OF9UB_xrhMI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OF9UB_xrhMI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eOnYn-Fzvik"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eOnYn-Fzvik" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQwAxAiJ06U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQwAxAiJ06U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-5522885366593846585?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/5522885366593846585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=5522885366593846585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/5522885366593846585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/5522885366593846585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/07/obsessive.html' title='obsessive.'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-9113340275599654580</id><published>2007-06-19T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T01:24:31.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>asian</title><content type='html'>an asian girl who does not sing about how a mouse loves its grain of rice. not a great song but not bad either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f59ATP8-jNc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f59ATP8-jNc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-9113340275599654580?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/9113340275599654580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=9113340275599654580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/9113340275599654580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/9113340275599654580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/06/asian_19.html' title='asian'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-8379475545807677194</id><published>2007-06-18T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T09:09:11.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zn0GUUxmupI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zn0GUUxmupI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-8379475545807677194?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/8379475545807677194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=8379475545807677194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/8379475545807677194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/8379475545807677194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-6927975826761243121</id><published>2007-06-18T09:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T09:07:12.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qweP8ZroOZk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qweP8ZroOZk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-6927975826761243121?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/6927975826761243121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=6927975826761243121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6927975826761243121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6927975826761243121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-8898823794871281235</id><published>2007-05-10T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T07:25:55.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end of exams</title><content type='html'>finally. the end of the mid year exams. so happy. the science was ok but the chinese and maths was hard. the math... i could have just died there and then in the exam hall. even after the exams i still have to study.psle. now the only thing i can do is watch good charlotte vidoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BzaxKGDfp-U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BzaxKGDfp-U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-8898823794871281235?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/8898823794871281235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=8898823794871281235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/8898823794871281235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/8898823794871281235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/05/end-of-exams_10.html' title='end of exams'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-6362608892630449434</id><published>2007-05-10T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T07:22:30.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smt wrong</title><content type='html'>there was smt wrong. i actually typed smt long, but it did not show so now it is gone. all my effort gone down the dirty drain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-6362608892630449434?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/6362608892630449434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=6362608892630449434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6362608892630449434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6362608892630449434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/05/smt-wrong.html' title='smt wrong'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-9205631645724584609</id><published>2007-05-10T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T06:42:37.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end of exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-9205631645724584609?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/9205631645724584609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=9205631645724584609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/9205631645724584609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/9205631645724584609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/05/end-of-exams.html' title='end of exams'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-7379720002141098152</id><published>2007-05-05T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:14:53.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>try again...&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OrTemIMEk0k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OrTemIMEk0k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-7379720002141098152?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/7379720002141098152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=7379720002141098152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7379720002141098152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/7379720002141098152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/05/try-again.html' title=''/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-6528633282646071664</id><published>2007-05-05T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T08:15:52.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fine</title><content type='html'>ok fine it did not work. i will say this again.... stella help me!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-6528633282646071664?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/6528633282646071664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=6528633282646071664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6528633282646071664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6528633282646071664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/05/fine.html' title='fine'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-2841053880971981950</id><published>2007-05-05T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T08:14:43.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first time to try</title><content type='html'>i am going to try to put a video on my blog...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OrTemIMEk0k did it work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-2841053880971981950?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/2841053880971981950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=2841053880971981950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/2841053880971981950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/2841053880971981950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-time-to-try.html' title='first time to try'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-2722515177946842981</id><published>2007-05-05T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T08:05:39.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cousins and i</title><content type='html'>today, all my cousins came to my  house to celebrate an early mothers day. it was super fun. we left all the mothers to talk amongs thenselves and all the girl cousins includes me went into my room. we took spastic pictures, one of my cousins actually looked spastic her head is like bigger that normal and she bloated her mouth. she looked like a fish. (stella i do not know how you keep  writing so much i have nothing to write about besides for me and my cousins.) anyway we took one pic where all of us smiled innocent smiles but we all out the middle finger out. it was super fun!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-2722515177946842981?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/2722515177946842981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=2722515177946842981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/2722515177946842981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/2722515177946842981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/05/cousins-and-i.html' title='cousins and i'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-6722246392544527489</id><published>2007-05-05T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:59:21.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>great</title><content type='html'>i finally figured out what was wrong. now i can start posting, and stella, they will still be short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-6722246392544527489?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/6722246392544527489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=6722246392544527489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6722246392544527489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/6722246392544527489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/05/great.html' title='great'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-1164408133590234889</id><published>2007-05-05T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:57:47.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-1164408133590234889?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/1164408133590234889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=1164408133590234889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/1164408133590234889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/1164408133590234889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/05/test.html' title=''/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-1484991168134024424</id><published>2007-04-11T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T04:39:55.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today is my birthday</title><content type='html'>having wagyu, so happy.  argh my nose is killing me it is running like the nigeria falls! now i cant smell the oh so nice beef that i will be having. that sux because 70%of your taste comes from the smell. so i will be tasting 30% of my food. having very good food today. damn pissed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1279790360720743294-1484991168134024424?l=meclick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/feeds/1484991168134024424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1279790360720743294&amp;postID=1484991168134024424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/1484991168134024424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1279790360720743294/posts/default/1484991168134024424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meclick.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-is-my-birthday.html' title='today is my birthday'/><author><name>meclick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04963771264707731809</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-1279790360720743294.post-4145864237036084346</id><published>2007-04-11T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T03:59:15.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>firsts are firsts</title><content type='html'>my blog. Today there was the swim finals. it was so hot i got sunburnt legs and now there is the sock line thing on my ankle. it looks so ugly. 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