<?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-14979740</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:42:00.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>building a mystery</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>652</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5427481841800010975</id><published>2009-04-03T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:37:16.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitchfaced Dory</title><content type='html'>I. am. exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million insect bites on my limbs. He has come back to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this past week, I've been wondering why I find this certain person annoying. Maybe I'm in denial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5427481841800010975?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5427481841800010975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5427481841800010975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5427481841800010975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5427481841800010975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/04/bitchfaced-dory.html' title='Bitchfaced Dory'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-3853050243091294979</id><published>2009-03-06T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:14:14.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't This Blog Die?</title><content type='html'>I have to reactivate this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Winslet won Best Actress! YAY!!!! I was happy with most of the main awards this year. Unlike last year, where Cate Blanchett should've won Best Supporting Actress. She obviously didn't win because she recently won it for The Aviator. And yay! Sean Penn won Best Actor again! I was thinking they wouldn't give him another since he recently won for Mystic River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest season of ANTM seriously sucks! Surprisingly, I'm not excited about ANTM anymore. I guess the novelty has died. Also, they have totally jumped the shark. Every fucking contestant has some sob story about them. Ohh I was burnt as a child! Ohh I have epilepsy!! Ohhh my baby daughter died in my arms!! Ohhhhh a dingo ate my baby!!!! Ohhhhhh the Nazis took my daughter!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the lady who was a burnt victim had burn scars on her stomach and arms. It didn't look that bad, but what was bad was her body! She looked untoned as hell! And then she kept on crying about how the fashion industry thinks that her scars are ugly and she just wants to show her scars for the world to see. Lady, can't you see that the fashion industry will not tolerate those scars. Like, just go on a Dove commercial already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrested Development is funny as hell! Watching the last few episodes was like, watching a phoenix die. They obviously knew that they were going to be cancelled, so they had this episode that kind of made of of how they can save the company and it was like, "How do you save this show?" And they made the last few seconds of the episode "Live"! HAHAHHAHAHAHHA!!! OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last episode was such a tease!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know the reason why Arrested Development was not popular. It's like a comedy version of Lost. You have to watch the first episode to go through the whole series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-3853050243091294979?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/3853050243091294979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=3853050243091294979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3853050243091294979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3853050243091294979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/03/didnt-this-blog-die.html' title='Didn&apos;t This Blog Die?'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6059188315667184490</id><published>2009-02-17T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:33:06.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slap A Bitch</title><content type='html'>Hello. Friday's my first exam paper. Yay! And next Wednesday will be the day I can finally sleep. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 out of 3 of my papers are in the Sports Hall! My first time. I heard it's a bitch because it's hot and there's like, hundreds people there, so you have to leave before the end because they take about half an hour to collate. Crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I do not intend my post to be racist. It's not that I hate this race (trust me on this one), but I just hate these two random girls, who just so happened to be in that particular race. Ok, this disclaimer sounds really offensive. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I was a bitch last Friday. With good reason. So on that day, there was a mega important test, and me and my friends went to Design to eat. There was not many people, only 2 girls, so we were busy choosing our tables because some of them were dirty and I wanted to take out my notes to study because I had already eaten. La dee dah. Harmless, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we all sat down and stuff, my friend told me that when we were choosing the tables, the two girls had commented in Chinese, "They think they're from the Ministry of Health." I mean, like, WTF right? Immediately I was pissed and I suddenly said loudly enough so they can hear me, "So what if we want clean tables? Think what? We want dirty izzit?" And I rambled on for a minute. Seriously, those 2 girls looked like those Cheena types who obsess over Tiawanese boybands and have posters of them on the walls and deludedly save their vaginas for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, it wasn't over. So after my ramble, I had to do some stuffs. So I went off, walking past them. I ignored them because I have class. So when I was walking back and was walking past them, one of them suddenly said something in Chinese. So I quickly went back to my table and asked my Chinese friend what it meant, but she didn't understand me. It was OBVIOUSLY towards me because that girl suddenly said the phrase loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch, if you wanna curse at me, say it in English so I can understand you. Did you hear me speak in Malay when I was talking about us wanting clean tables? Fuck no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! It's finally out of my system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6059188315667184490?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6059188315667184490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6059188315667184490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6059188315667184490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6059188315667184490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/02/slap-bitch.html' title='Slap A Bitch'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-4033585408579524594</id><published>2009-02-05T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:53:41.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Doubt</title><content type='html'>Watched Doubt. Yay! Less than a month before exams. Congrats, me! Anyway, all the leading actors were nominated for the Oscars. Streep for Best Actress, Philip Seymour Hoffman for Supporting Actor, Amy Adams and Viola Davis for Supporting Actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the only problem I had was Viola Davis. She only appeared for 10 minutes in one scene when she confronted Streep. To be honest, I thought her acting was mediocre. Like, you could actually see that she was looking at something else! Seriously, just because you have snot coming out of your nose and a large teardrop stuck on your cheek, it doesn't mean that you're a great actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But holy crap! After watching the movie, I just realized that Meryl Streep is such a fucking good actress! I mean, I already knew that, but the movie is proof. Especially at the ending, it's like "WOAH!" This year's nominees for Best Actress seems really good! Angelina Jolie was good, Meryl Streep was good. So if Kate Winslet is supposedly bagged to win it, that means that she must've been AMAZING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But The Reader is R21, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-4033585408579524594?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/4033585408579524594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=4033585408579524594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4033585408579524594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4033585408579524594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-doubt.html' title='No Doubt'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5836964562517908329</id><published>2009-01-31T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:33:49.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonas Brothers Fucking Suck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fmHpPJMB97c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fmHpPJMB97c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These asscraps are nominated for Best New Artist! Can you believe it? It's practically a tanda hari kiamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say.... they look sooooooo gaayyyy!!! And incestuous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but my main point is: They are talentless! I watched them when I was watching Jimmy Kimmel and they look like those performers at a school concert. Previously, I was kinda OK with them being nominated over fucking Miley Cyrus, but then I realized... What about those up and coming new artists that weren't nominated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nominated:&lt;br /&gt;Adele&lt;br /&gt;Duffy&lt;br /&gt;Lady Antebellum&lt;br /&gt;Jazmine Sullivan&lt;br /&gt;The Fucking Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Lady Antebellum is a country group. The rest are OK, except for the Fucking Jonas Brothers. I'm honestly hoping Jazmine Sullivan wins it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's count how many artists deserve to be nominated over the Fucking Jonas Brothers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lady GaGa&lt;br /&gt;2. Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;3. Jordin Sparks&lt;br /&gt;4. Sarah Bareilles&lt;br /&gt;5. Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;6. Estelle&lt;br /&gt;7. M.I.A.&lt;br /&gt;8. Keri Hilson&lt;br /&gt;9. Solange Knowles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The Ting Tings!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they win, the Grammys will lose all of its credibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5836964562517908329?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5836964562517908329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5836964562517908329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5836964562517908329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5836964562517908329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/01/jonas-brothers-fucking-suck.html' title='Jonas Brothers Fucking Suck!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-617162225960580775</id><published>2009-01-30T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:12:37.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annyong!</title><content type='html'>ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT IS FUCKING FUNNY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, what I really love about Arrested Development is that you can tell the writers took a lot of time and effort to write an episode an make a plotline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, totally fucked up my Mobio test lah! The questions were so specific. I had to resort to... maybe... doing some unethical stuff. If it's her fault, I am so gonna slap that bitch of a cunt! I'm really starting to hate Mobio. Everything except for the Notes On A Scandal part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really honestly hope you don't grow up to be a slut like your grandma and your aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAA!!!!! But this is serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Changeling. It's sooooo gooood!!!!! I wanna watch it again! OMG I didn't know Angelina Jolie was such a great actress! I thought she was kinda meh in Girl, Interrupted. Thank God she wasn't nominated for Best Actress for A Mighty Heart, because she sucked in it. But holy crap! The part where she was in the prison at the end of the movie was soooo good! If I had a penny for everytime Angelina Jolie said, "That's not my son" or "I want my son back!", I'd be a millionaire. And I cannot believe critics slammed the movie because it was supposedly too long. WTF it was long because they practically had two stories that were interlinked! Go slam High School Musical or Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 February. Crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-617162225960580775?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/617162225960580775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=617162225960580775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/617162225960580775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/617162225960580775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/01/annyong.html' title='Annyong!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-296664524911212706</id><published>2009-01-29T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:23:57.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office Is Not Funny Anymore</title><content type='html'>Watched last week's episode of The Office. Not funny! Seriously, the main plotline involved them debating whether Hillary Swank was hot or not. And that wasn't even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I've been watching Arrested Development before I go to school. SOOOOO FUNNY!!!! I mean, it's as funny as 30 Rock. It's a shame it got canceled. Let's hope 30 Rock doesn't meet the same fate as Arrested Development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fucked up the interviews. BLEH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-296664524911212706?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/296664524911212706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=296664524911212706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/296664524911212706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/296664524911212706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/01/office-is-not-funny-anymore.html' title='The Office Is Not Funny Anymore'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1635505590398901757</id><published>2009-01-27T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:58:11.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slap That Bitch</title><content type='html'>Seriously sia. I'm such a bitch. I need to watch what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not a cunt like her. Seriously, she is a motherfucking cunt! And I'm the kind of person who doesn't really hate anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sooooo unmotivated to study. Exams are in less than a month and I totally feel demoralized after I fucked up the quiz on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, all I've been doing at home is just sleep, wake up, watch Australian Open, watch Arrested Development, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a lazy pig and there's a project due on Monday and there's another crummy test on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finally watched Arrested Development. I broke my promise! I watched it before the exams ended. But I can't help it! It's FUNNY AS HELL!!!! I totally love Portia de Rossi's character because she pretends to be so involved in charitable organisations, like H.O.O.P (Hands Off Our Penises), an anti-circumcision organization. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the Serbians are wiped out! Like a genocide! I mean, I'm fine with Ivanovic gone because she's been sucking lately, but Jankovic and Djokovic! And Dokic is gone. That Spanish lady better win! And I'm totally hoping for a Nadal/Federer finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm going to try to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1635505590398901757?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1635505590398901757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1635505590398901757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1635505590398901757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1635505590398901757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/01/slap-that-bitch.html' title='Slap That Bitch'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-4860777683877674172</id><published>2009-01-24T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:50:39.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Nominations</title><content type='html'>Are Out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST PICTURE&lt;br /&gt;The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button&lt;br /&gt;Frost/Nixon&lt;br /&gt;Milk&lt;br /&gt;The Reader&lt;br /&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ACTOR&lt;br /&gt;Richard Jenkins - The Visitor&lt;br /&gt;Frank Langella - Frost/Nixon&lt;br /&gt;Sean Penn - Milk&lt;br /&gt;Brad Pitt - The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button&lt;br /&gt;Mickey Rourke - The Wrestler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ACTRESS&lt;br /&gt;Anne Hathaway - Rachel Getting Married&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie - Changeling&lt;br /&gt;Melissa Leo - Frozen River&lt;br /&gt;Meryl Streep - Doubt&lt;br /&gt;Kate Winslet - The Reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR&lt;br /&gt;Josh Brolin - Milk&lt;br /&gt;Robert Downey Jr. - Tropic Thunder&lt;br /&gt;Philip Seymour Hoffman - Doubt&lt;br /&gt;Heath Ledger - The Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;Michael Shannon - Revolutionary Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS&lt;br /&gt;Amy Adams - Doubt&lt;br /&gt;Penelope Cruz - Vicky Christina Barcelona&lt;br /&gt;Viola Davis - Doubt&lt;br /&gt;Taraji P. Henson - The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Tomei - The Wrestler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF Kate Winslet didn't receive her double-nomination? And why was The Reader in the Best Actress category?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-4860777683877674172?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/4860777683877674172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=4860777683877674172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4860777683877674172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4860777683877674172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/01/oscar-nominations.html' title='Oscar Nominations'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-285269857191727514</id><published>2009-01-20T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T02:07:02.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ave Maria</title><content type='html'>Sharapova is not taking part in the Aussie Open. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally rooting for Jankovic, Ivanovic, Murray, Simon and Mauresmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2iSfhlNXZk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2iSfhlNXZk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to watch this movie starring Kristen Scott Thomas. But obviously it's not gonna be out in the cinemas because duh! Practically 1% of the population would be interested. So I'm just gonna have to wait till it comes out on DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week's Desperate Housewives was as useless as EVER! All of a sudden, they took a break from the usual storyline and focused their attention on this handyman who died and apparently, he had helped the different housewives in different ways. It was boring as hell! But then it got kinda sad because he didn't help Mary Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stinky exams in one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT WAIT TO WATCH ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT DVDS!!!!!!!! I will watch it after the exams. I've heard so much about it and I tried to catch on but I have to watch it from the start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-285269857191727514?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/285269857191727514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=285269857191727514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/285269857191727514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/285269857191727514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/01/ave-maria.html' title='Ave Maria'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-7966208954410843805</id><published>2009-01-13T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:21:11.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crocs R' Us</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be doing this stupid yucky project. Ok, actually it's not so yucky. I'm exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Ate Macs on Sunday. Shall not eat fast food this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinating is going to come by and kill me soon. Seriously!!! I hate it! I was typing my report and I typed the word "justify" and all of a sudden I'm on YouTube searching Justify My Love. I wanna say I can't wait for exams to be over, but after that it's Year 3! Holy crap! How fast time has gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no school on Monday. So practically spent the whole morning watching the Golden Globes. YAY!!! Kate Winslet won Best Supporting Actress for The Reader and Best Actress for Revolutionary Road!!! Time for her to actually win an Oscar. Heath Ledger won Best Supporting Actor which was a no-brainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Rock won a clean sweep with Best Comedy, Best Actress and Best Actor! Just like the Emmys!!!!!! YAYYYY!!! And I totally love how Tracy Morgan suddenly said "Eat that, Cate Blanchett!" I mean, it's just like how Tracy Jordan would react! Oh, my lovely TV show nobody else watches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-7966208954410843805?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/7966208954410843805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=7966208954410843805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7966208954410843805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7966208954410843805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/01/crocs-r-us.html' title='Crocs R&apos; Us'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-7183173054469512570</id><published>2009-01-07T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:20:00.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>Semalam was panas nak mampos. After school I stupidly decided that it would be a great idea to walk to the SAFRA bus stop. It was hot as hell and there wasn't a single breeze. You could practically fry an egg on my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the big day is tomorrow. Hmm... I wonder if all the world leaders felt bad when Saddam died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my stupid projects! They're the only things that are preventing me from achieving happiness. Ok, I'm kidding, but it would be a great relief to finally remove the stupid burden that has been hanging on my back since late November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop staring at me! There are other people/things to look at. It's creepy as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon, I realized that I have no single ABBA song in my iPod. I know right? I also don't have The Beatles, Michael Jackson, Bee Gees or Elvis. So I was searching through my parents' CD collection because I remember they have ABBA Gold or something like that. So I was searching and I was totally shocked to find Robyn's first album there. Ha! I didn't manage to find ABBA though. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm going down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-7183173054469512570?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/7183173054469512570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=7183173054469512570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7183173054469512570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7183173054469512570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/01/rollercoaster.html' title='Rollercoaster'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-3371473026765799001</id><published>2009-01-03T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:02:17.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 M.O.</title><content type='html'>I haven't changed my playlist in about 6 months. All the songs are practically basi and have fermented. Why do I have Bossy as my first song? And what the hell happened to Lindsay Lohan and her new album? And the most weirdest thing is that I have that yucky Shake It song! Oh, what horrible taste in music I had back then, six months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through my iPod and found out that I only listened once to Janet Jackson's Discipline, so I gave it a shot because I was reading reviews that the album was totally underrated. OMG it's actually good! Why didn't I listen to it last year? Like, already 1 year late. Read: bad taste in music six months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album is above average, but what bothered me is that there are just 20 second tracks that consist of talking. Kinda like Miseducation of Lauryn Hill, but kental. Seriously, the talking tracks consist of her talking to this robot in her house (ala The Jetsons). And the robot is called Kyoko. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! So here's a transcript of one of the tracts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet: (Yawns) Kyoko is that you?&lt;br /&gt;Kyoko: (Ding dong) Yes (Robot sounds)&lt;br /&gt;Janet: Yeah, it's you... Come in&lt;br /&gt;Kyoko: Good morning Ms Janet. How are you feeling today (beeping noise)&lt;br /&gt;Janet: I feel so much better now. Thank you Kyoko&lt;br /&gt;Kyoko: Do you want to talk about it, Ms Janet?&lt;br /&gt;Janet: No. It's time I move on to bigger and better things&lt;br /&gt;Kyoko: (practically makes random computer noises everytime it speaks) I can tell you feel like you still miss him&lt;br /&gt;Janet: No... I mean.. umm.. I don't know. It was incredible while it lasted but I know that I can do so much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. And there's also another one of these tracks that's sooo funny. It was about how Janet and her girlfriends (read: tranny friends) were at the bathroom of a club and her (tranny) friend told Janet that so many guys are "holla-ing at her" and Janet was like, "Watcha gonna do? I'm too hot". HAHAHAHA!!! It's sooo funny because she looks so horrible in Feedback and the album cover. No offense, but it's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-3371473026765799001?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/3371473026765799001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=3371473026765799001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3371473026765799001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3371473026765799001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/01/6-mo.html' title='6 M.O.'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-878642414279541876</id><published>2009-01-02T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:16:11.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sialan Phenobarbitol</title><content type='html'>What I consumed today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.45: Ice Mountain water (bought)&lt;br /&gt;11.05: 2 Hello Panda buscuits (chocolate flavoured)&lt;br /&gt;1.00: A tic-tac (orange flavoured)&lt;br /&gt;5.00: Six pieces of those chicken wrapped in seaweed&lt;br /&gt;5.05: A tic-tac (mint-flavoured)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's currently 9.15. I'm soooo lapar lah! And my mother cooked that pucuk ubi in lemak thingy which is totally not my cup of tea. So I'm just gonna good old nasi and telur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fuck you Bpharm! The powerpoint is done! So now what's left is the presentation on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok aku nak makan, rehat den tidur! OMG I sound like a mat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-878642414279541876?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/878642414279541876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=878642414279541876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/878642414279541876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/878642414279541876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2009/01/sialan-phenobarbitol.html' title='Sialan Phenobarbitol'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6871226069093714039</id><published>2008-12-30T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T02:00:00.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously broke now! Boo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched Twilight. Wow! It has such craptastic dialogue. The most stupidest part was "Say it! Say it loud!" "You're a..." "Say it!" "...vampire". Like, WTF? And their acting sucks! I don't know how some people can actually watch it twice or more. Why do you subject yourself to torture? Also, can you believe that some guys love the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I shot myself in the foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! Tonight is gonna be awkard and just plain weird. Bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts in a few hours! And there's a test! Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad. It has fingers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6871226069093714039?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6871226069093714039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6871226069093714039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6871226069093714039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6871226069093714039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/broke.html' title='Broke'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6965431908627261084</id><published>2008-12-27T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:43:00.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes Sucks</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up and realized that I still haven't watched the season finale of Heroes. It's like, 3 weeks too late. So anyway, watched it. It's amazingly boring. Why the hell did I even like this crap in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are the reasons why I think Heroes sucks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Too Many Characters&lt;br /&gt;In Season 1, we knew who was who. Peter Petrelli, Nathan Petrelli, Niki Sanders, her son Mika (I think), Hiro Nakamura, Claire Bennett, see! We even know their last names! So in the latest season, I don't even know the new characters' names because there are wayyyy too many people. Example: That fast girl, that annoying rabies crybaby, that immortal guy, that Niki doppleganger. See?! I honestly don't know their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. All Talk No Action&lt;br /&gt;So when Season 3 started, I have to admit I thought "Yay! Heroes is good again!" That lasted for a week or two. The first few episodes showed the characters actually utilising their powers. It was exciting. And then all of a sudden, there's so many plotlines with that father and like, the future and all that crap and they started talking, talking, talking, zzzzzz.... It's like, thanks for making Peter lose all his powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Complicated Plotlines&lt;br /&gt;Does Claire love or hate her father? How come Sylar, from bad, turned good, then all of a sudden turned bad again and killed that electric lady? What the hell is Mama Petrelli's power? So many more questions I don't even bother asking because I know I wouldn't be able to find the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Boring Indian Scientist&lt;br /&gt;The whole Mohinder storyline was stupid. I mean, he's sooooo annoying and boring. First of all, the narrations about destiny and fate are killing me. I was watching Star World and they had this Heroes promo sneak previews thingy and they interviewed the 'fans'. And one of them said that his favourite hero is Mohinder. Dude, he doesn't even have powers lah. I mean, the only power he has is put people to sleep. He's like Jigglypuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Crappy Ass Script&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, the scriptwriting of Heroes sucks eggs. I don't know how I know this, but it just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently next season they're having this major plotline where Nathan plans to round up all the mutants and seclude them to one place. I honestly don't feel like watching it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6965431908627261084?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6965431908627261084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6965431908627261084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6965431908627261084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6965431908627261084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/heroes-sucks.html' title='Heroes Sucks'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-3429849799158549396</id><published>2008-12-26T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:43:00.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Hypocrite</title><content type='html'>Wah lao eh! I totally hate Hypocrites calling people Hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache is still killing me. Throat is as dry as a desert. And I am totally like, going to die because I'm supposed to email somebody my project stuff on Tuesday, and I haven't even done a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce released videos for Diva and Halo. For Diva, what is up with the Kanye West glasses? And I swear she wore the same outfit Tyra wore in ANTM. And WTF! Halo isn't in black &amp;amp; white? I thought it was supposed to be a concept. Like, the album artwork, the single artwork, the rest of the music videos... Now it's just ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Saturday to come. I want the intervention to come. Like Michael Scott said, an intervention is when people gather to confront somebody about a particular problem and make them feel really crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to watch taped episodes of Seinfeld, only because it's supposed to be one of the greatest sitcoms of all time. I dunno, it's not really THAT of a funny show. The funniest part is only the beginning and the end when he does his stand-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Tina Fey is awarded Entertainer Of The Year by some big organization. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me I sound like Cher. I dunno if that's a compliment or an insult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-3429849799158549396?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/3429849799158549396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=3429849799158549396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3429849799158549396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3429849799158549396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/mr-hypocrite.html' title='Mr Hypocrite'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-2203600019079592804</id><published>2008-12-23T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:18:12.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Knew</title><content type='html'>URGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fuckity fuck sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm actually not mad or sad for some reason, but I totally feel soooo bad for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I feel like crap. Major headache, yucky red sputum, really dry throat, irregular sleeping patterns, projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that beautiful scent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-2203600019079592804?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/2203600019079592804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=2203600019079592804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2203600019079592804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2203600019079592804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-knew.html' title='Who Knew'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-2660148034727671289</id><published>2008-12-21T06:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T06:43:00.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stealth Ninja Bitch</title><content type='html'>Ok, this person is like, a major cunt! And I mean 100% of it. She's immature as hell. She's so self-righteous and thinks she's all that but she's like, this super not funny person. Ok I'm bad at bitching about this because I want to be vague. But to sum it all up, she's a dumb bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously madly in love with No Scrubs. I currently have it as my message tone and I cannot believe people are making fun of me for having a decade-old song as my SMS tone. So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAG Nominees are out. I don't really care much about the film categories (except for Meryl Streep, Kate Winslet, Amy Adams, Heath Ledger and Robert Downey Jr.) but hooray for 30 Rock!! Woot! Tina Fey and Alec Baldwin got acting nominations and the show was nominated with Best Cast. America Ferrera was nominated. Like, WTF because currently in Ugly Betty she's whiny and annoying and looks like she lost a dare and now she has to wear uglier clothes. I mean, Vanessa Williams wasn't nominated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm supposed to do my project. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the shows aren't really coming back until 2009. 30 Rock, we need you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Year. 2 Years. Something always happens during this time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: OMG I am soooo Liz Lemon!! So earlier today, somebody said something and all of a sudden I fell like, you know... doing stuff. But I didn't! Because I have morals. Unlike some skanky old coot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-2660148034727671289?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/2660148034727671289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=2660148034727671289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2660148034727671289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2660148034727671289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/stealth-ninja-bitch_21.html' title='Stealth Ninja Bitch'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-7308227612509463668</id><published>2008-12-18T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:35:06.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I'm here to avoid doing my stupid project. Seriously, why is it that you actually have to pay money to read the lab reports? Why are they so stingy and selfish? I thought scientists were supposed to share their discoveries and stuff. I bet Alexander Fleming would be weeping in his grave. Ok, I could actually go to the library, but to be honest, I have never looked up a textbook at the school library, so I don't really know where to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, rented this movie called Birth. It's supposed to be about this widow (Nicole Kidman) who meets a 10-year-old boy who claims to be her dead husband (who died 10 years ago). I rented the movie solely because the plotline sounds interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? The movie seriously sucked eggs! I mean, it had soooooo much potential! Firstly, Birth is like those movies where conversations that could last for a minute end up being 5 minutes long because there would be a period of silence after every single sentence. Secondly, they made Nicole Kidman look horrible ala Rosemary's Baby. I mean, she looked so old and ugly! She looked so much better in The Hours, seriously. Thirdly, they had redundant scenes. There was a 2-minute scene where they just showed Nicole Kidman in a close-up scene while she's at the theatre. The only meaningful thing that we learnt from that scene was that when you are tearing up, you can see your own blood capillaries in your sclera. Also, the boy was this weird creepy kid who doesn't have emotions in his face. Kinda like a sociopath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, they had this scene where the kid was staying with Nicole Kidman and her fiance and the kid pissed off the fiance. Then the fiance was like, dragging him around because he wanted to spank the kid. I mean, it sounds dramatic right? Did you hear screaming from Nicole Kidman or the rest of the women? No! Did you hear the kid screaming? No! I mean, how stupid was that scene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most stupidest thing about the movie was the ending. Apparently, the kid found secret letters that the dead husband sent to the mistress and so he decided to just pretend to be the reincarnation. Like, WTF!!!! I mean, what a stupid stupid plotline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to projects. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-7308227612509463668?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/7308227612509463668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=7308227612509463668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7308227612509463668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7308227612509463668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/birth.html' title='Birth'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6640555235990904541</id><published>2008-12-16T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:09:58.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again And Again</title><content type='html'>Hey! I'm here, which totally means that I'm supposed to do some important assignment. Seriously, I HATE the two weeks break! It's like working from home. And the downside of that is that you get distracted practically 95% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe they're advertising this new Cicakman movie outside the cinemas! Like, WTF how stupid is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suddenly madly in love with Just Dance again! Don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a big baby. The catalyst was Top Of The World by Dixie Chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather go to school than do these crummy projects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6640555235990904541?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6640555235990904541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6640555235990904541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6640555235990904541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6640555235990904541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/again-and-again.html' title='Again And Again'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-553965973516526135</id><published>2008-12-15T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:10:16.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Children</title><content type='html'>Some people seriously cannot let their egos aside. Like, tak boleh kalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm here to avoid doing my project. And there's still another one. Sucks to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been listening to a lot of Sheryl Crow's Greatest Hits album. OH MY GOD! I didn't realize how amazing she is! I mean, I cannot believe I rarely listen to it. Her lyrics are so meaningful, unlike current lyrics like "Lick My Lollipop" and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have tomorrow left. Urgh! Stupid projects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-553965973516526135?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/553965973516526135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=553965973516526135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/553965973516526135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/553965973516526135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-children.html' title='Little Children'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1534901245386228838</id><published>2008-12-14T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:14:14.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's Coming Over</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was like dramamama betul seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that I'm kind of an asshole. Had this seminar about health and safety at the workplace. There was a bunch of re-enactments of how we can injure ourselves at the workplace. There was this guy who was going down the stairs while holding on to the railing and all of a sudden, he supposedly fell down. It was so fake that I couldn't stop laughing for a whole minute. Then the presenter was telling us about these two plumbers who were arguing over which pipe to screw and stuff and one of them got pissed off and hit the other one with a pair of pliers. So at that point, I thought it was hillarious and laughed out loud (I was the only one who did), and then she continued and said that the plumber died. Can you believe the paisehness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, blah blah blah drama! It had just crossed from Desperate Housewives to like, an Indo drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe I cried in the bathroom just because I was thinking about Aileen Wuornos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1534901245386228838?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1534901245386228838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1534901245386228838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1534901245386228838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1534901245386228838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/somethings-coming-over.html' title='Something&apos;s Coming Over'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1971001681815277190</id><published>2008-12-13T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:19:00.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There Will Be Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CEggoXwoXEY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CEggoXwoXEY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I didn't realize Celine Dion is so funny! And nice! Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, laughed like crazy. It's fun to act like a fool around fools. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finally watched There Will Be Blood. I cannot believe this movie lost to No Country For Old Men. It's soooo goooood!!!! And Daniel Day-Lewis is sooooo goooooood!! His performance was better than in Gangs Of New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just found out that I have a hidden movie in my iPod for 5 months that I haven't watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with Sandcastle Disco!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! I hate you, projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally watched latest episode of Heroes. I'm like, so lambat. Anyway, it actually got OK. I mean, it's miles better than all the crappy episodes they pooped out the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they had this lady who is like, a human lie detector whom Sylar wanted to kill, so he asked her if her life is hard because she can trust nobody. Wow! It seriously makes you think. Like, what if you can detect lies? Wouldn't the world be crazy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1971001681815277190?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1971001681815277190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1971001681815277190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1971001681815277190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1971001681815277190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/there-will-be-blood.html' title='There Will Be Blood'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1667670745815301633</id><published>2008-12-11T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:07:24.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3.3</title><content type='html'>My term tests are over!! And the great thing is that only about 10 people can say that, while the rest of the cohort and Biotech peeps finish tomorrow. I feel so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! There's still two projects. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch soooo many movies!!! The thing is, those critically acclaimed movies are gonna be released in mid January. Right during revisions. Thanks lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Getting Married&lt;br /&gt;Changeling&lt;br /&gt;The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button&lt;br /&gt;Milk&lt;br /&gt;Doubt&lt;br /&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;br /&gt;Gran Torino&lt;br /&gt;Vicky Cristina Barcelona&lt;br /&gt;Happy-Go-Lucky&lt;br /&gt;Frost/Nixon&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionary Road&lt;br /&gt;The Wrestler&lt;br /&gt;Doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so malas to read Twilight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1667670745815301633?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1667670745815301633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1667670745815301633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1667670745815301633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1667670745815301633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/33.html' title='3.3'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1488244007350513846</id><published>2008-12-10T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:53:51.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The C Word</title><content type='html'>Never have I thought I'd use that word on a person. Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week's episode of 30 Rock was. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more test to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, there's a ton of projects. Which means that I still have to go to school. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't perasan and all, but it happened 3 times already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1488244007350513846?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1488244007350513846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1488244007350513846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1488244007350513846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1488244007350513846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/c-word.html' title='The C Word'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-650424796119814423</id><published>2008-12-05T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:32:59.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus</title><content type='html'>HOLY CRAP!!! Watch this and see what I mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9qtgcNJBf5o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9qtgcNJBf5o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe it but this video is a million times better than Womanizer! Seriously, I've already watched this video at least 5 times, and I'm not the kind who watches music videos more than once. And Britney actually looks really hot! Now this is Video Of The Year worthy, not Piece Of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm suddenly in love with Single Ladies, especially the video. I love their dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-650424796119814423?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/650424796119814423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=650424796119814423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/650424796119814423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/650424796119814423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/circus.html' title='Circus'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1242864146711783708</id><published>2008-12-04T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:39:00.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammy Nominations</title><content type='html'>It's announced! And honestly, this year's nominations suck big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Album Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva La Vida or Death Of All His Friends - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;Tha Carter III - Lil Wayne&lt;br /&gt;Year Of The Gentleman - Ne-Yo&lt;br /&gt;Raising Sand - Robert Plant &amp;amp; Alison Krauss&lt;br /&gt;In Rainbows - Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally not interested in all of these albums. And also, Lil Wayne? This guy with that Lollipop song? No Mariah Carey? No Madonna? No Alicia Keys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Record Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing Pavements - Adele&lt;br /&gt;Viva La Vida - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding Love - Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;Paper Planes - M.I.A.&lt;br /&gt;Please Read The Letter - Robert Plant &amp;amp; Alison Krauss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!! I'm so happy that Paper Planes is nominated. Also, who the fuck are Robert Plant and Alison Krauss? They keep getting nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Boy - Estelle ft. Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;Chasing Pavements - Adele&lt;br /&gt;I'm Yours - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;Love Song - Sara Bareilles&lt;br /&gt;Viva La Vida - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! I'm so sick of I'm Yours. And American Boy? Also, I cannot believe Bye Bye was even nominated! Or Just A Dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best New Artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adele&lt;br /&gt;Duffy&lt;br /&gt;Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Lady Antebellum&lt;br /&gt;Jazmine Sullivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be thankful that Miley Cyrus isn't nominated. Fine with Jonas Brothers. But, YAY! Jazmine Sullivan is nominated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's worst? Lil Wayne has the most nominations. Wow, it totally shows that this year's music sucks eggs. Mariah Carey isn't even nominated. Her album was amazing! And WTF I Kissed A Girl was nominated for Best Female Performance, even though the voice is totally modified. I mean, Celine Dion's version of Alone should've been nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1242864146711783708?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1242864146711783708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1242864146711783708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1242864146711783708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1242864146711783708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/grammy-nominations.html' title='Grammy Nominations'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-3382163525116767765</id><published>2008-12-03T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:09:08.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Don't Know My Name</title><content type='html'>Wah fucking lao eh! I'm so pissed off with this fucktard today. Ok, so here's the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture it: The computer lab. It was kind of crowded. I wanted to print my lab manual. So I downloaded it and went to the printer to make sure that all of the current jobs were cancelled so that nobody will use up my precious paper. I do this before I even press the print button. Then all of a sudden, somebody approached me and tells me in this pissed off tone that my stuff was printed in the other printer. I told him calmly, "But I haven't pressed the print button..." And then he was like, "No, it's yours!" And I'm like, "But I haven't even pressed 'Print'!" And then he actually had the audacity to say, "Wanna see?" Like, WTF right? Nak step know-it-all siah! So I was like, fine I'll go check to prove it's not mine. So I went to the other printer and apparently, it's not mine. Wow! Shocker! So at that point, he was already at his computer. He had actually moved his moniter. What a total fuckwad. So when I was walking past him, I told him, "It's not mine," I mean, I was so calm talking to him lah, did he even bother to apologize. Umm... No! I was totally pissed off that I went "Sialan bachin betul!" to my friend. That assfuck looked Malay and my voice is loud so I seriously hope he heard it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! I wanna smack his head when I see him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-3382163525116767765?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/3382163525116767765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=3382163525116767765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3382163525116767765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3382163525116767765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-dont-know-my-name.html' title='You Don&apos;t Know My Name'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1612215698557006181</id><published>2008-12-02T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:31:53.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's On TV?</title><content type='html'>Guess who didn't study during the whole weekend? That guy who will rasa kecewa when he receives his results. Ceh. Jiwang seh. Haha, just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I was randomly channel surfing on Sunday night and watched a bit of wrestling. It was so dumb and boring I could not for the life of me decipher why I even liked wrestling last time. Then watched Oprah. They featured this Filipino girl who had a great voice and she said that she wanted to sing a duet with Celine Dion, so after she sang My Heart Will Go On, Oprah said that a special somebody has something to say. And so she turns around and sees Celine Dion via satellite on a screen and she cried. And then Celine Dion invited her to do a duet during one of the shows in her tour. The Filipino girl and Oprah was crying and all and it nearly made me cry. Seriously, Oprah is like, a female Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that my brother took over the TV because he wanted to watch stinking football. Then after midnight I watched this TV show called I Want A Famous Face. It's disgusting. It's about people who undergo plastic surgery to look like a famous celebrity. There was this girl who wanted to look like Kate Winslet. She was a fatty lumpkin last time but she lost 100+ pounds and so has those extra skin and wants to get rid of it. They actually showed the surgery footage and it was so disgusting! They were cutting out the skin and you could see the fat and blubber and stuff and it was horrifying! Like a horror movie! So after the surgery, they show her waist and it was covered with stitches. Then the surgeon was asking her how she is, and she replied, "Like a freakshow!" Tahu pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm done with my adventures with the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to study! Only two more subjects to study! Yes! Also, I didn't even realize that Hari Raya Haji was this Monday! My term tests start tomorrow! Wah lao eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed off with somebody! Sometimes it's good that I don't really tell anybody about my blog anymore, because I can rant about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Don't be a fucking barnacle. When your other friends are with you, you leave the group. But when you have nobody else, you cling on to me. Me! Why the fuck me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Don't copy me. Seriously. It's not even flattering lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Ok, I don't have any other points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Wah! I have lots of things to say. Anyway, I'm so sad!! Toni &amp;amp; Dallas was eliminated because they lost their passports and all of their money! They were the only likeable team. So now the final 3 consists of assturds. I don't feel like watching the finale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1612215698557006181?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1612215698557006181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1612215698557006181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1612215698557006181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1612215698557006181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-on-tv.html' title='What&apos;s On TV?'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-783499899900167020</id><published>2008-11-30T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:06:00.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Started Nothing</title><content type='html'>Somebody was wearing that same perfume. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have just discovered something awesome! The Ting Tings! I know, I'm already lambat. But! I've already heard the album at least twice and am in love with it! Seriously, especially We Walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly need to start studying for the tarm tests, which is in one week's time. First day of the semester only felt like yesterday and now we're halfway through. And I haven't really sat down and studied these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only person who is disinterested in Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm being brainwashed into hating you. And it sucks, because I kinda see it too. Urgh! It's just so complicated. And the funny thing is that it has very little effect on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-783499899900167020?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/783499899900167020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=783499899900167020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/783499899900167020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/783499899900167020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-started-nothing.html' title='We Started Nothing'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-349768741492274703</id><published>2008-11-29T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T02:08:37.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loudmouth</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just hate the fact that I'm loud and not really aware of it. Also, I totally hate how I just blurt out random stuff, which turns out to be either awkward, confusing or embarrassing. This happened 8 times yesterday. To 8 different people. One of which is a complete stranger. Me and my big mouth. And seriously, I totally felt really bad because of what I said. Sigh... But to be honest, umm... No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey! Guess what? I just found out that I'm actually funny. Like, wow! I know, right? I actually made the whole lecture theatre laugh. Ok, not really, because it just consisted of one tutorial group and a few others. But still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, HA! Everybody sighed when that girl asked stupid questions during the lecture. There is such a thing called approaching the lecturer after lectures. Can you dig it, sucka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the new TP Hotmail thingy! I can't access my freaking school email. And I can't access VBus also! What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically laughed every minute from midnoon to midnight. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-349768741492274703?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/349768741492274703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=349768741492274703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/349768741492274703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/349768741492274703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/loudmouth.html' title='Loudmouth'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1141993304255055381</id><published>2008-11-27T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T18:37:00.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moons &amp; Triangles</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to have an awesome dream. You know, those that you can control? It was all great until the elevator didn't come down and a random Hebrew teacher comes along and talks about her neice. Hey, it's just one of those dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally hate people who asks questions during a lecture. Especially because most of the questions are either no-brainers, irrelevant or their answers will be answered later on in the notes. Ok I'm actually just targeting this girl who keeps on asking questions it's fucking annoying. I mean, funny how you only ask questions only during lectures when the lecturer is smoking hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched latest episode of Heroes. It is amazing...ly boring. Seriously. This week's episode involved some eclipse and all of a sudden, everybody's powers are gone. It's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests are in two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift's new album is awesome. Totally love Hey Stephen and White Horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't really listened to Beyonce's new album. Only once. It's not that bad but B'day was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apparently, Annie Lennox was some honorary person during the AMA's and she sang Why and I watched it on Youtube. I'm sorry, but what happened to her voice? She was practically shouting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1141993304255055381?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1141993304255055381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1141993304255055381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1141993304255055381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1141993304255055381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/moons-triangles.html' title='Moons &amp; Triangles'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-4257821537289876379</id><published>2008-11-26T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:00:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And You Get A Vagina! And You Get A Vagina!</title><content type='html'>The Isis interview on the Tyra Show was on Youtube. So I watched it, and man, Tyra is really a douche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it starts with an interview with Isis and they show a picture of her when she was a man. It looks like Isis with short hair. After that they bring in Clark and Isis kind of confronts her and Clark said that when Isis said that she was born in the wrong body, Clark was offended because she believes that God doesn't make mistakes. And then all of a sudden, Tyra suddenly asks, "So babies born with HIV and cancer? Was that God's choice?" or something like that and it's like, WOAH! I mean, she might've just held up a picture of the pope and just tear it up, right? I mean, Tyra is an ass. She's supposed to be mediatory but she was totally siding with Isis. Isis was the one who was kind of defending Clark from Tyra. I mean, I now totally respect Isis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, Tyra brings in a sex change surgeon and Tyra decides to give Isis a vagina and Isis cries and stuff. So now Isis is going to update Tyra on what's happening down there. But hey! It's not like as if Tyra is exploitingi Isis to gain ratings, right? Right? Hello? Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-4257821537289876379?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/4257821537289876379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=4257821537289876379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4257821537289876379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4257821537289876379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-you-get-vagina-and-you-get-vagina.html' title='And You Get A Vagina! And You Get A Vagina!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-7748918301279445937</id><published>2008-11-22T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:08:13.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker Face</title><content type='html'>It's the weekend!! But there's a quiz on Wednesday. And so many assignments it's not even funny anymore. Anyway, I seriously think I fucked up yesterday's quiz lah. I mean, I wanna be consistently amazing throughout the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday: The BEST THING EVER!!!! happened. Seriously. Who's got two thumbs, speaks limited French, and hasn't cried once today? This moi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sometimes I'm just naive and a bit dumb, but sometimes I just pretend to be naive and dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His IC read S84!!! He's 24! Holy crap! He's old!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched ANTM finale. Finally, a winner who's actually model-material.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-7748918301279445937?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/7748918301279445937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=7748918301279445937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7748918301279445937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7748918301279445937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/poker-face.html' title='Poker Face'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-8162949397054783601</id><published>2008-11-20T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:02:27.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>OMG remember No Scrubs? All of a sudden that song is stuck in my head continuously on loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am seriously sick of one of my teachers. She's harpy. She's shrew. She's amazingly boring and think's she's so klakar then laughs at her so-called jokes. Note: Jokes are meant to be funny, OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot that there's a test tomorrow until somebody SMS me! Crap lah! I was practically doing nothing yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! What do you mean by those quotation marks? Seriously! I want to know sooo much because that would answer a lot. Like, A LOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is the release of the finale of ANTM!!! Can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok BYE AKU NAK MANDIIIII!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-8162949397054783601?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/8162949397054783601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=8162949397054783601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8162949397054783601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8162949397054783601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1426591703285558172</id><published>2008-11-16T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:35:50.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst. Week. Ever!</title><content type='html'>Let's see... Wednesday was a bright and lovely day until I puked out the breakfast I had in the morning. Still didn't feel so good so decided to take MC for the day. Puked again an hour later. Reached home. Went to doctor. After that I puked again! This time it was bile because I didn't eat anything. I know, gross... Went home. I was either puking or pooping. Didn't eat a single thing that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday! No school! Still didn't eat anything. I just hibernated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday! I was supposed to go to school for Retail and help out change the cultures and freaking CCN DAY!!!!, but I couldn't. Still didn't eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was practically on a liquid diet which consisted of isotonic drinks and glucose drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the worst lah! Because on top of the vomiting and the diarrhea, I had fever, muscle aches and because I didn't really eat anything, by stomach was grumbling like crazy. Now I still feel sick and I have tons of assignments to do. Urgh! Just the right time to get sick, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1426591703285558172?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1426591703285558172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1426591703285558172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1426591703285558172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1426591703285558172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/worst-week-ever.html' title='Worst. Week. Ever!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5497024330233176956</id><published>2008-11-10T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:14:28.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain On Me</title><content type='html'>Wah lao! One tiny minuscle minute micrscopic water molecule of rainwater on my head and all of a sudden I have a headache and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I seriously hate MTV Asia. Katy Perry was crowned "Artist Of The Month" or whatever. That's the reason I hate MTV Asia. I mean, this is the channel that doesn't even show the video and even censor the name to "I Kissed A [bleep]" whenever they show or say the title on the VMA's. Also, when they were advertising Katy Perry, when she was saying the title, they actually bleeped out the word "kiss" so it sounded like "I [bleep] A Girl". HAHAHA!!! That's even more vulgar!!! Take that MTV Asia! I mean, how can they say that she's the artist of the month when they don't even show the video? It's like saying that Charlize Theron is a great actress but you don't wanna watch Monster. Or saying that Harry Potter is a great book but you don't wanna read about witchcraft stuff. Get me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm actually watching the year-end Men Tennis Championships which are taking place in Shanghai. Day 1 was yesterday. What totally stood out like a bunch of sore thumbs were the ball kids. Yesterday they were wearing oversized white t-shirts which had Lacoste printed on it. Seriously, it looked like those clothes that you wear when you go to sleep. It was so sad and pathetic. At least this evening wasn't so bad. But you can tell that they were still a bit big. And it's now orange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok whatever. It's just my pet peeves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5497024330233176956?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5497024330233176956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5497024330233176956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5497024330233176956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5497024330233176956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/rain-on-me.html' title='Rain On Me'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-2793388498804436953</id><published>2008-11-08T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:15:35.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder On The Dancefloor</title><content type='html'>OMG remember that song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, glitter is seriously the most indestructible thing on the planet, next to the plastic wrapped around CD and DVD packages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Office &amp;amp; 30 Rock back-to-back. Both episodes were great, and I have to admit, 30 Rock is now my favourite show! Seriously, it made me laugh so much! Liz thought that she met Oprah on a plane but she actually took some in-flight medication and thought this 12-year old girl was Oprah, and so she spilled all her problems and secrets to her. It's soooo funny!!! Honestly, that was the best episode of 30 Rock ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is gonna be the bomb!!! I thought it was gonna be yucky and stuff, but it's all pointing to the right direction, so yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is kind of meh. No offence, but what the fuck is up with my Mammalian Cell Tech lab groupmates. One of them is supposedly always late. The other thinks I'm 'act cute' (is it such a crime to talk to people). Another one is kind of bossy and is smart but he mumbles when he gives instructions. The other one is OK actually. But the weird thing is that they don't wanna do the practical stuff like pipetting and adding/removing reagents and stuff. I mean, I'm not complaining, but what? They're scared they might get contaminated or something? Seriously, I wonder why we're grouped according to the register, because my past and present groupmates are those people I never really mix around with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it weird that you know some people only as acquaintances and then when you get to really know them, you wonder "Why the hell do we not hang out more often?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS GONNA BE SOOOO AWESOME!!!!!!! YAYYYY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-2793388498804436953?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/2793388498804436953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=2793388498804436953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2793388498804436953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2793388498804436953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/murder-on-dancefloor.html' title='Murder On The Dancefloor'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-7682832331751134233</id><published>2008-11-06T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:23:00.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM Recap: Mary Jane &amp; Whores = Fierce!</title><content type='html'>I don't have pictures. Oh boo hoo! So many assignments. I'm putting my education first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in summary, they went to Holland and Sheena sucks and was therefore sent home. YAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing with this cycle is that I'm not feeling anybody this cycle. Where is Anya when you need her? Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-7682832331751134233?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/7682832331751134233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=7682832331751134233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7682832331751134233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7682832331751134233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/antm-recap-mary-jane-whores-fierce.html' title='ANTM Recap: Mary Jane &amp; Whores = Fierce!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-8452689994064089550</id><published>2008-11-05T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:18:31.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>Wow. Today is such an amazing day! From start to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No walking. Lectures. Milkshakes. Intelluctual conversations. Tutorial. Sotong moments. Trannies. E-lab!! Awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home. Switched on the radio because I was charging my iPod and now my computer doesn't emit any sounds! Like, WTF!!! It means NO YOUTUBE!!! Urgh!! Anyway, the radio announced that Obama won! I was like, "What the hay-ell?" Because I thought it was gonna be announced in a couple of months. Yay!!! No more Sarah Palin!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to my stinking homework. Which reeks. If I become president, read my lips: NO NEW HOMEWORK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-8452689994064089550?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/8452689994064089550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=8452689994064089550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8452689994064089550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8452689994064089550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/beautiful-day.html' title='A Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6046918215209231283</id><published>2008-11-03T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:44:05.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crap I Call Hair</title><content type='html'>Urgh! I seriously did something stupid today. Went to Loyang Point to buy some stuff, and so I randomly decided to go cut my hair because it was getting a little disgusting. So when I was walking back home, I was thinking about how amazing my new haircut is. So when I reached home I realized that my hair freaking sucked!!!!! Tell me WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY!! I may be mad I may be blind I may be viciously unkind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok whatever... So anyway, I honestly thought I had a Samantha from ANTM haircut because my back is shorter and my front is kinda like the same, but now I look like I have the hair of a Russian child prostitute whose hair is cut by their mother!!! Also, it looks like as if my head is abnormally shaped. It's disgusting. How am I supposed to go to school tomorrow like this? To top it all off, I'm bound to be late and the first period is lectures, which means that I'm going to be coming in the LT when the lecture's starting... and people are gonna be whispering "What died on his head?" OH! MY GOD!!!! Ok I'm totally being overdramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm totally pissed off with my brother! Ok, so he totally wants to buy this game Guitar Hero: World Tour. I'm like, whatever. I mean, those Guitar Hero series games are only fun the first half hour, because I usually know one or two songs. Seriously, one of the Guitar Hero games my cousin has contains songs I don't know except for Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne. So yesterday, he randomly asked me to chip in for the game. First of all, I don't even play this game!!! Also, this upcoming game actually requires you to buy the physical instrument because it doesn't allow you to use the normal controller. And he thinks that we're making some Jonas Brothers garage band or something. Also, I checked out the songlist and like, what the hell are these songs? I only know 5% of these songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG remember Goosebumps? Remember how when you were a kid, you were fascinated by the fact that the text had bumps on it, and you thought that i was cool? Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop showing me off like as if I'm some kind of trophy or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6046918215209231283?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6046918215209231283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6046918215209231283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6046918215209231283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6046918215209231283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/crap-i-call-hair.html' title='The Crap I Call Hair'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-2095981135663125232</id><published>2008-11-02T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:16:35.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't He Die?</title><content type='html'>I can't believe they're gonna have a Saw 6! I mean, wasn't he supposed to die in Saw 3?! I mean, it's seriously getting out of hand. Saw 1 was good. Saw 2 was the best. Saw 3 was OK. Saw 4 sucked eggs. Haven't watched Saw 5. I mean, if you're dead, just leave. I'm sorry, but they're totally trying to make Jigsaw this mastermind killer ala Hannibal Lectar or something but it's such a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm in love with this song called Need U Bad by Jazmine Sullivan. She's like a fusion of Lauryn Hill and Alicia Keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't make me go there!! It's gonna seriously suck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-2095981135663125232?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/2095981135663125232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=2095981135663125232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2095981135663125232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2095981135663125232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/didnt-he-die.html' title='Didn&apos;t He Die?'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-874563285812828107</id><published>2008-11-01T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:37:39.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Y.O.</title><content type='html'>Finally! I'm 18! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A JEDI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most paiseh moment. I almost died. It involved Flavours, lunch hour and the fact that I thought that somebody moved our bags when it was just the fact that it was never our table to begin with. Hey! Tables look alike, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, NEW EPISODE OF 30 ROCK!!!! Oh. My. God!! It is awesome. The best line was "Keep your friends close, and your enemies so close that you're almost kissing" HAHAHAHA!!!! But the only problem was that when I heard that Megan Mullally was guest starring, I thought "Wow! Tina Fey AND Megan Mullally!!" And then she appeared and she was totally un-Karen because she was from an adoption agency and was supposed to evaluate Liz. And her voice! It's... normal! But there was one bit when I thought I could hear a high-pitched squeak. I'm sorry, but any other person could've done that. Sigh. Oh, Karen Walker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have him for MolBio lab!! Yay!! But then again, something weird happened. I'm like, so confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 more days!! 9 more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! My voice is so hoarse it's so hard to swallow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-874563285812828107?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/874563285812828107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=874563285812828107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/874563285812828107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/874563285812828107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/11/18-yo.html' title='18 Y.O.'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5216643388070304863</id><published>2008-10-28T18:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:25:52.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM Recap: Immigration = Fierce!</title><content type='html'>Previously, on ANTM: Lauren Brie was eliminated, which was a travesty for only 15 minutes until you realized what a bore she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap! It's been such a long time, hasn't it? I wonder who reads this, because I kind of write this only for my own pleasure. It's like, erotica. Erotic, erotic, erotica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbvEVkiCWI/AAAAAAAABW4/5HYFSCnOuzs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbvEVkiCWI/AAAAAAAABW4/5HYFSCnOuzs/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262156072417888610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of erotica, this might be the worse thing to put on! I mean, you actually cover your whole body including your head with that tight outfit. Could you actually die from suffocation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this season has many interesting topics. First was penis. Second was racism. This week, IMMIGRATION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbvEAguy-I/AAAAAAAABWw/VYqLbR4zHT4/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbvEAguy-I/AAAAAAAABWw/VYqLbR4zHT4/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262156066764803042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So anyway, in the bus, they're talking about how Europe views the world as half-empty. That is why they're so unsuccessful, you know? Anyway, Samantha asks Elina and Marjorie that they should have adapted to American culture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbvDp4Lo5I/AAAAAAAABWo/z8BPVcw8L48/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbvDp4Lo5I/AAAAAAAABWo/z8BPVcw8L48/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262156060689146770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And all of a sudden, Elina cries because she's insulted. Ohhhkayyy. Also, Elina lost points during the recap because she was bummed out that her 'girlfriend' Clark was eliminated. Oh Elina, just because you dared yourself to kiss her doesn't make her your girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbuyrZYizI/AAAAAAAABWg/Ty2tTwEYLZY/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbuyrZYizI/AAAAAAAABWg/Ty2tTwEYLZY/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155769039063858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbuybl06dI/AAAAAAAABWY/C1hQqYP1T4Y/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbuybl06dI/AAAAAAAABWY/C1hQqYP1T4Y/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155764796287442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbuye2QeFI/AAAAAAAABWQ/rT8ZEhwlbEM/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbuye2QeFI/AAAAAAAABWQ/rT8ZEhwlbEM/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155765670508626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They're totally treated like refugees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbuyUGzDRI/AAAAAAAABWI/Ea6flQpa2XY/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbuyUGzDRI/AAAAAAAABWI/Ea6flQpa2XY/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155762787093778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, Elina wins the challenge and gets to do a spread in Seventeen magazine for a "Holiday spread". This doesn't look like Christmas, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbuyOfRO3I/AAAAAAAABWA/t3qO7ZvOuyM/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbuyOfRO3I/AAAAAAAABWA/t3qO7ZvOuyM/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155761279122290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, apparently, Sheena finds this funny because Elina is an atheist. Dude, what were you thinking? Elina dressed up as Mary or something? Seriously, Sheena's the worst. She's like those people who are so self-righteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Sheena decided to confront Elina. The conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbudsIftqI/AAAAAAAABV4/YQc9COnpPKg/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbudsIftqI/AAAAAAAABV4/YQc9COnpPKg/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155408459413154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbudSiKv5I/AAAAAAAABVw/1JCps_JC9Hw/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbudSiKv5I/AAAAAAAABVw/1JCps_JC9Hw/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155401587769234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbudSzr2oI/AAAAAAAABVo/pKIjjjWCMyE/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbudSzr2oI/AAAAAAAABVo/pKIjjjWCMyE/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155401661241986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbudVzAJ-I/AAAAAAAABVg/WAmpdYek3q0/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbudVzAJ-I/AAAAAAAABVg/WAmpdYek3q0/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155402463684578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbudMcfUDI/AAAAAAAABVY/xpnZ44FbJXM/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbudMcfUDI/AAAAAAAABVY/xpnZ44FbJXM/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155399953338418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You did a Holiday spread! You're an atheist! How do you sleep at night? Bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtrCy778I/AAAAAAAABVQ/Xcn_D58Afe4/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtrCy778I/AAAAAAAABVQ/Xcn_D58Afe4/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262154538369675202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marjorie: She just called you a hypocrite!&lt;br /&gt;Elina: I'm tired of fighting with this ho who looks like Sandra Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtrPgcRHI/AAAAAAAABVI/avyGpNfEp_I/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtrPgcRHI/AAAAAAAABVI/avyGpNfEp_I/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262154541781763186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"See? You can't even answer me! I'm just that good!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtq2rHI7I/AAAAAAAABVA/xVVCEZEmi00/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtq2rHI7I/AAAAAAAABVA/xVVCEZEmi00/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262154535115629490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Are you finished?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtqykFpUI/AAAAAAAABU4/PaT_xO_u2G4/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtqykFpUI/AAAAAAAABU4/PaT_xO_u2G4/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262154534012429634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Are you finished?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, first of all, I didn't even know Sheena was a bitch! I hate her! That doesn't make me side with Elina either. I mean, granted Elina is a wackjob, but she looks modelly, unlike Sheena. I'm sorry, but I think the thing that I kind of find not modelly about Sheena is her eyes. They're a bit cross-eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pack you're bags, y'all, coz we're going to AMSTERDAM!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtq2hHteI/AAAAAAAABUw/anc8PcbudwM/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtq2hHteI/AAAAAAAABUw/anc8PcbudwM/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262154535073723874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtZBrHBCI/AAAAAAAABUo/YzWAYuSaMGE/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtZBrHBCI/AAAAAAAABUo/YzWAYuSaMGE/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262154228830766114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why can't they go to Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtY2qAQdI/AAAAAAAABUg/7THoLFWBCKw/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtY2qAQdI/AAAAAAAABUg/7THoLFWBCKw/s320/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262154225873338834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fucking Sheena. She says that Elina and Marjorie are the most spiteful towards her. Here she is laughing at Marjorie. Bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtY2S_kXI/AAAAAAAABUY/GrPthYZ-wdA/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtY2S_kXI/AAAAAAAABUY/GrPthYZ-wdA/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262154225776824690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know what I hate more about her? Ok, so Joslyn and Elina are in the bottom two. And here she is whispering "Joslyn please!" Or something like that. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this week's elimination was so freaky. I was reading on Wikipedia that there was going to be a double elimination before the overseas travel, so I figured out that both Joslyn and Elina were gonna be eliminated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtY7FYKVI/AAAAAAAABUQ/uPasz7GDyPg/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtY7FYKVI/AAAAAAAABUQ/uPasz7GDyPg/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262154227061893458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then Tyra says, "...and Joslyn, you'll be able to survive this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtYhsI-WI/AAAAAAAABUI/FRpX1X_KEfA/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtYhsI-WI/AAAAAAAABUI/FRpX1X_KEfA/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262154220245154146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shot of Joslyn crying, and at this moment, I thought that Elina was booted off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtGYBVM5I/AAAAAAAABUA/zmJyEB1qqYc/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtGYBVM5I/AAAAAAAABUA/zmJyEB1qqYc/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262153908412035986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then BAM!!! Tyra fooled us! Which just goes to show that you think you know Top Model, but you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtFnTQFiI/AAAAAAAABT4/qJyr-YJFcRE/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtFnTQFiI/AAAAAAAABT4/qJyr-YJFcRE/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262153895333860898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Elina's in complete shock! I mean, this was the expression I had when I found out that High School Musical 3 was gonna be in cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtFuQd80I/AAAAAAAABTw/x__SYuphXxM/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtFuQd80I/AAAAAAAABTw/x__SYuphXxM/s320/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262153897201234754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samantha's jaw dropped. That's why she has to keep it in place. Also, that is the expression I had when I found out that HSM 3 had a 67% rating on Rotten Tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtFTPSGBI/AAAAAAAABTo/J8nDR1hQln0/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtFTPSGBI/AAAAAAAABTo/J8nDR1hQln0/s320/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262153889948506130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Goodbye Joslyn. You were the only black girl so I thought you'd go further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtFfFULJI/AAAAAAAABTg/V7AXRGu7WOk/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbtFfFULJI/AAAAAAAABTg/V7AXRGu7WOk/s320/28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262153893127924882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So 6 girls remain! Can you believe it? PLEASE KICK OFF SHEENA!!! I HATE HER!! If she wins I'm gonna throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5216643388070304863?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5216643388070304863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5216643388070304863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5216643388070304863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5216643388070304863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/antm-recap-immigration-fierce.html' title='ANTM Recap: Immigration = Fierce!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SQbvEVkiCWI/AAAAAAAABW4/5HYFSCnOuzs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1111471864061203433</id><published>2008-10-27T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:44:07.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favourite Mistake</title><content type='html'>High School Musical reached the top of the US Box Office. That wasn't surprising. What was surprising was the fact that it's the highest opening for a musical movie. Can you believe it? This piece of crap people call a movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rotten Tomatoes gave this movie 66%. 66%!!! How generous! And most of the "Fresh" comments only were praising the choreography and dancing. I admit, the choreography and dancing wasn't that bad, but the songs were a bore, the storyline was even much more of a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was it released in the theatres anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: OMG I totally forgot about blogging about this! I may have or may have not seen Ashley Tisdale's cameltoe when she was wearing that skin-tight outfit. Call yourself a G-rated movie, Disney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1111471864061203433?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1111471864061203433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1111471864061203433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1111471864061203433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1111471864061203433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-favourite-mistake.html' title='My Favourite Mistake'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-2332918406346359530</id><published>2008-10-24T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:42:16.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Typical Bore</title><content type='html'>Watched High School Musical during the break. So here's my unbiased review on HSM 3: IT IS SO FREAKING.... AMAZING!!!! Haha very funny. I'm kidding. It sucked eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the summary of the movie goes like this: Oh wait! I forgot! It was bland, boring and confusing! Something about all of them having to go their separate ways after high school and they have to make a musical. Then something about Troy having to choose between basketball or his love for the theatre and blah blah blah snore. The back of a cereal box is much more interesting. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs were totally unmemorable! The only musical number that wasn't horrible was this song that Troy and his friend sang at the junkyard. But then again, it was totally random because I was wondering "WTF are they doing at the junkyard?" And all of a sudden they were hanging out with Herbie or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I got fidgety. Everytime somebody opens their mouths to sing, I let out a huge sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing is the humour. They inserted jokes in the movie. The problem is, jokes are supposed to be funny. But somehow the whole cinema was laughing at something that isn't funny at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony! Fat cheerleader? Short black basketball player? I think the thing with HSM is that they're trying to insert extra characters and I'm like, "Who the fuck are you?" Seriously, I don't even know their names! All I know is Troy, Gabriella, Sharpay and Ryan. I don't know the black couple's names. That piano lady. The other extras. The fat cheerleader. That short basketballer. His friend. Sharpay's assistant. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to admit that Zac Efron's acting is OK, but sometimes he's like so overdramatic. And Vanessa Slutgens is a horrible actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The script was soooooo.... unpunny. It was bland and boring and not witty and a snore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it may seem that I'm biased because I hate High School Musical. That's not true. The first was OK. The second one was disgustingly horrible. The third was just as vomit-inducing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you may think that I'm those people who hate all those kiddy movies and only watch movies starring Judi Dench. Hey! I like a couple of Disney movies! Incredibles! Finding Nemo! Enchanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! Enchanted is an example of a Disney musical that seriously rocks! At first I was like, "Eh!" before I watched it but that movie made me so warm and fuzzy and smiley. I even have Happy Working Song and Ever Ever After and That's How You Know in my iPod. Why did the movie rock? Because it actually catered to both children and adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical only caters to kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Bad idea, Disney, for releasing HSM 3 in theatres, because if I watch it on TV, I have the ability to change the channel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-2332918406346359530?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/2332918406346359530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=2332918406346359530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2332918406346359530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2332918406346359530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/typical-bore.html' title='A Typical Bore'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-3964844888377216679</id><published>2008-10-23T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:44:50.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Far From Heaven</title><content type='html'>Wah freaking Lao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer for Molecular Biology was this dashing guy with quite a sense of humor wearing Daniel Meade clothes and a slight Aussie accent. He explained that he'll be taking over most of the tutorials and practicals while You-Know-Hu will only take one tutorial and one practical class. After the lecture, I realized I had You-Know-Hu... for both tutorials and practicals!! OH MY GOD! I don't think I can handle it! That washed-out shirt he always wears! That accent I don't really get! That confused face I wear everytime he opens his mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe I am going to watch High School Musical 3 tomorrow, with people who refuse to watch Chicago. Anyway, I cannot believe that Singapore isn't going to show Changeling until in January!!! And it's supposed to premiere in a couple of days in the US. Can you believe it? Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crappy-ass Disney movie that's supposed to be shown on TV starring all these slutty people who have limited acting range (with one of them attempting to act half their age) directed by some unknown guy with a fanbase consisting mainly of blind (and not to mention deaf) pre-teens who squeal at the sight of Zac Efron : they show in Singapore the day the movie premieres in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A movie directed by an Oscar-winning director Clint Eastwood starring Oscar-winning actress Angelina Jolie in a movie with a very interesting storyline and trailer : they show in Singapore months after the movie premieres in the US.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-3964844888377216679?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/3964844888377216679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=3964844888377216679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3964844888377216679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3964844888377216679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/far-from-heaven.html' title='Far From Heaven'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-967184166585310869</id><published>2008-10-21T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:50:00.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Bathroom</title><content type='html'>School has already started. Why do they have to jumble up everything? Now some of the Pharma students are in some of my classes, which is either gonna be a hit for several and a miss for the rest of the batch. And the worst thing is that I'm the minority of the group. Let's just cross our fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have totally forgotten about the ANTM recap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play this game called Little Big Planet!!! It looks so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the funniest things I've seen!!! It's Tyra teaching McCain to smile with his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9tajFPqKoJY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9tajFPqKoJY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-967184166585310869?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/967184166585310869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=967184166585310869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/967184166585310869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/967184166585310869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-bathroom.html' title='In The Bathroom'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-3784791376707639409</id><published>2008-10-17T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:39:08.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Not My Name</title><content type='html'>School starts in Monday. I seriously have forgotten everything about science. It's like, what is an operon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I saw the tallest guy I have ever seen!! Like, he might be as tall as Yao Ming!! He was this Caucasian guy who was in Mustafa Centre and he was like, 7 feet tall. Everybody was like, looking up at him macam jakun and were all amazed/disgusted like as if he was the Elephant Man or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell did my money go? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the beginning of puasa, this guy keeps on calling me every 2 or 3 days. The first couple of times I would tell him he has the wrong number. Then usually when he calls, I would just ignore his call. The freaky thing is that his number is very similar to mine. And then I got fed up and confronted him and he was explaining that last time his friend had my new number. And I was like "Fine." And he kind of apologized and I kind of felt a little bad because I was kind of mean to him. So since then I didn't get a call from him, until freaking today. Like, what? Are you that fucking stupid to not use the phonebook menu? Or is your handphone those that look like a humungous cordless phone? Seriously, if he calls me one more time I am so going to call his phone in the middle of the night. I mean, they can't trace calls right? It's not against the law to call somebody only to 'realise' that it's the wrong number, right? Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was reading somewhere that during the elections, there is gonna be a portion of those who surveyed that they are going to vote for Obama will vote for McCain in the poll booths because they are anonymous racists and would only support Obama publicly because they don't want to be seen as racist. And seriously, watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zRqcfqiXCX0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zRqcfqiXCX0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That is just sad. I mean, if McCain wins, and later dies or something because he is like, old as hell, Sarah Palin will be the first woman president. HAHAHA!!! It's like a comedy. But a sad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-3784791376707639409?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/3784791376707639409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=3784791376707639409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3784791376707639409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3784791376707639409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/thats-not-my-name.html' title='That&apos;s Not My Name'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-2742494424132205720</id><published>2008-10-13T23:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:23:24.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM Recap: Quasimodo = Fierce!</title><content type='html'>Previously, on ANTM: Lauren Brie looked like a stroke victim. Elina is still pretty. Clark went home and nobody cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the show starts with Elina telling us that she was from Ukraine and that her mother was a control freak. I, on the other hand, hope Elina wins because she actually is pretty in the unique way. Seriously, this girl is georgous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNo3KsaRFI/AAAAAAAABQc/OLpfJKDfSnI/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNo3KsaRFI/AAAAAAAABQc/OLpfJKDfSnI/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660487044219986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNo3JmJGfI/AAAAAAAABQk/NirqUP2v8xI/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNo3JmJGfI/AAAAAAAABQk/NirqUP2v8xI/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660486749493746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNozg2QKfI/AAAAAAAABP0/eJ_YhS2JO-Q/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNozg2QKfI/AAAAAAAABP0/eJ_YhS2JO-Q/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660424271604210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Lauren Brie has a confessional! Lauren Brie talks about how the judges want to see more of her personality. And at that exact moment, I think, "Holy crap! She's a goner!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNozjRhXEI/AAAAAAAABP8/tVNLaUH-cis/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNozjRhXEI/AAAAAAAABP8/tVNLaUH-cis/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660424922848322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoz0DLGfI/AAAAAAAABQE/1rM1bejMU7s/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoz0DLGfI/AAAAAAAABQE/1rM1bejMU7s/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660429426072050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Work that cerebral infarction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNozw8C3OI/AAAAAAAABQM/NiRcHM9GJag/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNozw8C3OI/AAAAAAAABQM/NiRcHM9GJag/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660428590865634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoz9fkYSI/AAAAAAAABQU/8_z-6s1ShHU/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoz9fkYSI/AAAAAAAABQU/8_z-6s1ShHU/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660431961088290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess who uses Photoshop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, this week involves Tyra coaching the girls to find their signature poses. I know, sounds really informative, right? Well... not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoq6jG5BI/AAAAAAAABPM/LzqkWx7Xfh8/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoq6jG5BI/AAAAAAAABPM/LzqkWx7Xfh8/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660276551803922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNorBCel4I/AAAAAAAABPU/F948NDu8rWk/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNorBCel4I/AAAAAAAABPU/F948NDu8rWk/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660278293993346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNorjg32FI/AAAAAAAABPc/Br0rzOr6AgE/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNorjg32FI/AAAAAAAABPc/Br0rzOr6AgE/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660287548282962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNor0DzSRI/AAAAAAAABPk/Ij5JPTvS4ns/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNor0DzSRI/AAAAAAAABPk/Ij5JPTvS4ns/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660291989752082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNor7ZIrdI/AAAAAAAABPs/VRm4eqas3is/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNor7ZIrdI/AAAAAAAABPs/VRm4eqas3is/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660293958282706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this! Marjorie is really scary. I mean, does she have osteoporosis or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I now hate Sheena. She doesn't take any good photos and come to think of it, she doesn't really have any modelling potential. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNohKBXMPI/AAAAAAAABOk/LRHk-XueHB0/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNohKBXMPI/AAAAAAAABOk/LRHk-XueHB0/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660108906541298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNohOEhXSI/AAAAAAAABOs/2SkkKQT5U8U/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNohOEhXSI/AAAAAAAABOs/2SkkKQT5U8U/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660109993532706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's photoshoot is the dumbest thing ever. Honestly, Tyra's ego has struck again. It involves the girls being in an award's ceremony, The Fiercees, which was shown on the Tyra Banks Show. And by some stroke of luck, I got to watch it. It is supposedly an annual thing. Like, really? And I actually switched the channel halfway because it was so bad. It was dumb and stupid because they had categories like "Worst Makeover Meltdown" and "Craziest Phone Call". Like, no Best Photo or Best Walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNohMwNC3I/AAAAAAAABO0/w0cQjHpTPpQ/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNohMwNC3I/AAAAAAAABO0/w0cQjHpTPpQ/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660109639879538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNohFwz7QI/AAAAAAAABO8/aWVIaYFN_Ao/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNohFwz7QI/AAAAAAAABO8/aWVIaYFN_Ao/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660107763379458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNohJJlnxI/AAAAAAAABPE/QTX9kcOAt3A/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNohJJlnxI/AAAAAAAABPE/QTX9kcOAt3A/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256660108672605970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Give it up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoVEc8jOI/AAAAAAAABN8/a8oC8ddZ1Us/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoVEc8jOI/AAAAAAAABN8/a8oC8ddZ1Us/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659901253192930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Read: No modelling potential. Honestly, if she wins I'm gonna throw up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoVAgUZaI/AAAAAAAABOE/Z8rOFRwyRWc/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoVAgUZaI/AAAAAAAABOE/Z8rOFRwyRWc/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659900193596834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey! This photo isn't so bad, right? I dunno, the judges just lambasted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoVAaOEaI/AAAAAAAABOM/XQiY_lgUrjY/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoVAaOEaI/AAAAAAAABOM/XQiY_lgUrjY/s320/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659900168016290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So you think, Lauren Brie is definitely getting it. Until you realize that this is ANTM and not in actual fact a modelling competition. Thus, that old hag gets a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoVGiFZ9I/AAAAAAAABOU/uAtElc2FRmI/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoVGiFZ9I/AAAAAAAABOU/uAtElc2FRmI/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659901811615698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoVYI554I/AAAAAAAABOc/Isf8baYKZw8/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoVYI554I/AAAAAAAABOc/Isf8baYKZw8/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659906537842562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoPRDzSLI/AAAAAAAABNU/3L6QxfWbo3M/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoPRDzSLI/AAAAAAAABNU/3L6QxfWbo3M/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659801558173874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoPYF0WqI/AAAAAAAABNc/foGK5rjQHE0/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoPYF0WqI/AAAAAAAABNc/foGK5rjQHE0/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659803445680802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoPvzyB_I/AAAAAAAABNk/5XwDhD_MNFo/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoPvzyB_I/AAAAAAAABNk/5XwDhD_MNFo/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659809812482034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoPjZRxEI/AAAAAAAABNs/_B8Tj5kxeKU/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoPjZRxEI/AAAAAAAABNs/_B8Tj5kxeKU/s320/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659806480090178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to admit she doesn't really have a great personality, but it's so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoPudN5wI/AAAAAAAABN0/6l-1biIs31w/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNoPudN5wI/AAAAAAAABN0/6l-1biIs31w/s320/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256659809449404162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7 girls remain! Kick off Sheena! Next week's the recap episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-2742494424132205720?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/2742494424132205720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=2742494424132205720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2742494424132205720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2742494424132205720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/antm-recap-quasimodo-fierce.html' title='ANTM Recap: Quasimodo = Fierce!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SPNo3KsaRFI/AAAAAAAABQc/OLpfJKDfSnI/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-7047256624289745274</id><published>2008-10-13T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:31:53.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have All The Garlic Chillis Gone?</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or is Mcdonald's never the same without their garlic chilli. McSpicys + garlic chilli is the bomb, but now every burger with normal chilli tastes so meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I have to wait one whole year, and that might not even happen? Urgh! I can't wait that long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And school starts next week! Holy moly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Runway and ANTM has experienced great losses last week. Firstly, WTF was up with that surprise wedding challenge? I mean, I thought that Jerrell and Leanne were guarenteed? And now, Jerrell is gone, which is a huge bummer. And fucking Kenley is in the finals. She's so annoying and grating, but I must admit she's kind of good. See, that's the thing with Project Runway. They don't drag untalented bitches to the near-finals only to boot them before the finale just to create drama. The drama just comes naturally. Unlike, ANTM, in which stupid Tyra keeps in untalented bitches (e.g. Clark) just for the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Desperate Housewives is awesome! Seriously! I LOVE GABRIELLE!!! Even though she has two kids, she's still the same old Gaby. She actually had a mini-feud with Susan because Gaby's daughter was bullying Susan's son because the daughter is huge. And then when they were making up, they were toasting each other. It went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabrielle: To Susan, a great mum.&lt;br /&gt;Susan: To Gaby, a great mum.&lt;br /&gt;Gabrielle's kids: Mummy!! We're hungry!!&lt;br /&gt;Gabrielle: So?! There's waffles in the freezer!! And bring me some ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeheehee!!! On the other hand, Bree is a humongous bitch! So Danielle is now raising Benjamin and visits Bree. Then Bree freaks out at the fact that Benjamin is a vegetarian, and wonders how he's gonna get protein. Isn't Bree a caterer? I mean, there is such a thing as tofu! I'm so pissed off at Bree because later on she feeds Benjamin a hotdog and doesn't even respect Danielle. Urgh! I hate Bree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-7047256624289745274?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/7047256624289745274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=7047256624289745274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7047256624289745274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7047256624289745274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-have-all-garlic-chillis-gone.html' title='Where Have All The Garlic Chillis Gone?'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-3894216800922556630</id><published>2008-10-11T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:33:13.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Britney, Bitch! Really!!</title><content type='html'>Womanizer!!! OH MY GOD!! She's back!!! And sane!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1-23EToh43M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1-23EToh43M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-3894216800922556630?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/3894216800922556630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=3894216800922556630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3894216800922556630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3894216800922556630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-britney-bitch-really.html' title='It&apos;s Britney, Bitch! Really!!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-8128684278681493791</id><published>2008-10-08T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:59:01.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Lockdown</title><content type='html'>I received Love Lockdown about a week ago and have been listening to it. I thought, "Wow! This is so different from what Kanye West would do!" And the song was catchy and is like those songs that get stuck in your head. The funny thing is, that song in my iPod is not Love Lockdown! Jeng Jeng Jeng!!!! Thunder!! Lightning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, just this morning they had a premiere of the Love Lockdown music video, and I saw the video and it is a totally different song! I mean, what the hell was the song in my iPod? Because that song is also good! And then I did some Googling and this was the song I thought Love Lockdown was. Har. Har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yaEwcmrR4Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9yaEwcmrR4Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, WTF is up with Tampines Interchange? There's no line for 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Rachel Getting Married!! And that movie with Brad Pitt and Cate Blanchett with the person who ages in reverse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-8128684278681493791?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/8128684278681493791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=8128684278681493791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8128684278681493791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8128684278681493791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-lockdown.html' title='Love Lockdown'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1867766547386483642</id><published>2008-10-07T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:20:34.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;!--[if IE]&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" id="W4727a250e66f972348eb60145da9161b" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48eb60145da9161b/4741e3c5156499a7/bd97bd10/-cpid/9b352bc621baa7ed"&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !IE]&gt;--&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48eb60145da9161b/4741e3c5156499a7/bd97bd10/-cpid/9b352bc621baa7ed" id="W4727a250e66f972348eb60145da9161b" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Another Sarah Palin parody on SNL! Yay! This time they were making fun of the VP debate, which I actually watched live by some stroke of luck while I was channel surfing. And it's totally true that Sarah Palin overuses the word "maverick".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come my Hari Raya collection has decreased dramatically. I mean, last 3 years my collection was like, 3 times as much as this year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this season of Desperate Housewives is really really good. I kind of hate Susan's current boyfriend because he has this ugly Dwight haircut. And seriously, Bree is a humungous bitch. She's been treating Orson like crap. And WTF was up with Lynette's non-twin son?! I mean, he's supposed to be 1 year younger than the twins. I love Gabrielle's storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ugly Betty was good for like, 20 minutes, because Betty was working for Wilhelmina and then resigned and Wilhelmina was demoted. Like, WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1867766547386483642?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1867766547386483642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1867766547386483642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1867766547386483642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1867766547386483642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5490391678212934644</id><published>2008-10-06T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:54:08.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM Recap: Tragedy = Fierce!</title><content type='html'>Previously, on ANTM: Hannah sucked eggs and was sent home after the runway challenge and will now look out for any Russians wandering around her house whenever she wakes up. Isis also sucked eggs and was sent home to work at a salon and meet an Irishman who will experience The Crying Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's challenge was so stupid as hell. It was about making baggy outfits fit by putting stuff inside it or clipping by the back to make it work for a photoshoot. Like, are they serious? And it's so weird because I kind of did this for Hari Raya (which was before this episode aired) because my pants were huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3Y5Ip89I/AAAAAAAAA6U/qmTWY83gCG0/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3Y5Ip89I/AAAAAAAAA6U/qmTWY83gCG0/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002447330440146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, Marjorie started to annoy me with her nervousness and her "negativity". And she cries in front of Paulina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3KLvZmtI/AAAAAAAAA5s/_gKf1nJ2lFQ/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3KLvZmtI/AAAAAAAAA5s/_gKf1nJ2lFQ/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002194626747090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Paulina explains that in Europe, everybody is negative. Are they serious? I mean, I've watched Life Is Beautiful. I don't buy it. I mean, I kind of believe that most Russians and former Soviet people are angry and not the nicest people, but French people? What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3KkcXQpI/AAAAAAAAA50/rm2hU14_HZ0/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3KkcXQpI/AAAAAAAAA50/rm2hU14_HZ0/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002201257788050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3K3EgO8I/AAAAAAAAA58/llW1QHNKgjE/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3K3EgO8I/AAAAAAAAA58/llW1QHNKgjE/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002206257986498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back at home, it's the people vs. Marjorie. I have to admit this season's storyline is kind of lame. Bring back Isis and have a nude photoshoot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This week's photoshoot was also lame. They were supposed to portray natural disasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3LQSBJXI/AAAAAAAAA6E/FZobDDdn2c0/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3LQSBJXI/AAAAAAAAA6E/FZobDDdn2c0/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002213025555826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I'm supposed to think that the blackout that I had this afternoon was an act of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3LqxppAI/AAAAAAAAA6M/HnD57DZFEX8/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3LqxppAI/AAAAAAAAA6M/HnD57DZFEX8/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002220137554946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Lauren Brie. Still no confessionals. Her editing is worse than Nicole C3's! Seriously. I feel sorry for her. You know she's at home thinking "Hey! They told me I have good photos, so obviously, I'm gonna be featured a lot!" And then she invited like, her grandmother and relatives from overseas to have a party and watch ANTM, but then the grandmother's like, "Where the fuck were you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn2_EjBVJI/AAAAAAAAA5E/lRamRSyBFiU/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn2_EjBVJI/AAAAAAAAA5E/lRamRSyBFiU/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002003717215378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe she had a stroke mid-season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn2_ZepCDI/AAAAAAAAA5M/hbJWAlyoJI4/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn2_ZepCDI/AAAAAAAAA5M/hbJWAlyoJI4/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002009335990322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe the stroke was an act of God because He caught her spooning with the devil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn2_y3B1yI/AAAAAAAAA5U/cjsOw7fQ_Xc/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn2_y3B1yI/AAAAAAAAA5U/cjsOw7fQ_Xc/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002016149165858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to admit, I have lost 99% of my love for Sheena. She's now becoming like Lauren Brie - no confessionals. And the thing is that the only thing that's saving her was her personality. And she looks like Eva Longoria... Parker... in Desperate Housewives... Season 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3ANhL4hI/AAAAAAAAA5c/P50fIJP2dEI/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3ANhL4hI/AAAAAAAAA5c/P50fIJP2dEI/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002023305306642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, Clark's gone, which was a surprise, because I thought that Joslyn and Marjorie were for sure gonna end up in the bottom two. I guess now that Isis is gone, there's no one else to spew acid on, so now she is of no use to ratings. The funny thing is that both her and Isis were wearing tiaras during their final confession. I guess tiaras are made to distract people from the wearer's masculine features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3Ae8pt6I/AAAAAAAAA5k/a8u-n6n8WkQ/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3Ae8pt6I/AAAAAAAAA5k/a8u-n6n8WkQ/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254002027983910818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Goodbye, man version of Rachel Griffiths. Didn't really like you, and you were kind of a boring bitch. So anyway, 8 girls remain! Can you believe it! Where has the time passed? And also, doesn't Marjorie look like a monkey? A hemaphrodite monkey, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5490391678212934644?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5490391678212934644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5490391678212934644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5490391678212934644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5490391678212934644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/10/antm-recap-tragedy-fierce.html' title='ANTM Recap: Tragedy = Fierce!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SOn3Y5Ip89I/AAAAAAAAA6U/qmTWY83gCG0/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5117990406962166536</id><published>2008-09-30T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:45:31.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pots In My House</title><content type='html'>It's so weird that tomorrow is Hari Raya and that I can now eat/drink under the sun. So very weird. And the weirder thing is that this year's Hari Raya is very... I dunno. Like, weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying. Please. It's getting pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Tina Fey made another parody of Sarah Palin! Yay! More Tina Fey! More Tina Fey! I have to admit, the first one was better, but this one emphasises the fact that Sarah Palin is totally unqualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48e248e3d9a85436/48dfa5a76e742f02/adf4924a/clipID/704042/video_title/Saturday+Night+Live+-+Couric+%2f+Palin+Open?storeInPid=true" id="W4727a250e66f972348e248e3d9a85436" height="283" width="384"&gt;&lt;param value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48e248e3d9a85436/48dfa5a76e742f02/adf4924a/clipID/704042/video_title/Saturday+Night+Live+-+Couric+%2f+Palin+Open?storeInPid=true" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;param value="all" name="allowNetworking"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally loved it when she called a museum a "goofy evolution museum" and thought that she had spotted Osama but it turned out to be a taxi driver. The funny thing was that I hadn't watched the real interview they actually had parodied, and when I saw the real interview, it was so sad to see Sarah Palin answer. She's that bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5117990406962166536?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5117990406962166536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5117990406962166536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5117990406962166536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5117990406962166536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/pots-in-my-house.html' title='Pots In My House'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1180180020803797540</id><published>2008-09-29T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:43:31.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Made Somebody Laugh</title><content type='html'>And it felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was it just me or is Singapore's F1 track is really really narrow. I mean, usually there's grass right? Anyway, the only funny part was when they showed one of the cars at the pitstop and they were fueling it, and then the driver was given the green light even before they had dislodged the hose thingy, so then when the driver just drove, some guy was like, termelayang! Hahaha! Funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally watched Project Runway. Holy crap now there's only 4 people left! I didn't realize how little the group has become! And also, I didn't even realize that Kenley was a bitch! They had to design an outfit inspired by music genres, and Kenley's was hip-hop. She totally misinterpreted hip-hop and the ironic thing was that she was bitching about how Tim Gunn was criticising her outfit and complained that Tim Gunn doesn't know shit about hip-hop. Seriously, she's the worst! She is now backsassing to the judges! Like, shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Desperate Housewives is freaking amazing! It's so weird now that EVERYTHING has changed. Like, everything!! No more Mike. The twins have grown up (and they are apparently those XYY people because they're supposed to be 16 but they look like they're in their early 20's. Also, where is the other son and the daughter?). Edie's back and she got married to somebody who looks exactly like Gunther from Friends. Gabrielle has two daughters (read: XXY Syndrome, because her four-year-old looks like she's 10. Maybe they put something in the water.) Bree is an entrepenuer and Danielle took the baby. Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I totally love Gabrielle's storyline! Her daughter is this fat girl who overeats and then Gabrielle forces her to excercise by making her chase after her car! Mean, but funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1180180020803797540?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1180180020803797540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1180180020803797540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1180180020803797540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1180180020803797540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-made-somebody-laugh.html' title='I Made Somebody Laugh'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5495134422631009685</id><published>2008-09-27T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:48:00.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office = Love</title><content type='html'>You know, I always talk about how amazing 30 Rock is. And it seems that 30 Rock is better than The Office. Even I thought so too. But after watching The Office's season premiere, I've realized that both are like children. I can never pick a favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Best Office episode EVER!!! I mean, I LOVE JIM AND PAM! I was so pissed that Jim didn't propose to Pam because Andy proposed to Angela. And so in this episode, Pam goes to New York to pursue her studies. The last part of the episode involved Jim wanting to meet Pam halfway from Scranton and New York. So she agrees. And then they meet and all of a sudden, Jim kneels....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzadHeLpfI/AAAAAAAAA48/p0RFBHmpkMQ/s1600-h/Untitled-2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzadHeLpfI/AAAAAAAAA48/p0RFBHmpkMQ/s320/Untitled-2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250311459363857906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND HE PROPOSES!!!!!! I'M LIKE GASPING AND LIKE, STANDING AND SQUEELING LIKE A LITTLE GIRL!!!! And then Jim says that he cannot wait and then they kiss!!! All this while it's raining!! It's like, that Notebook scene, except that this is a million times better!!! OH MY GOD I'M SO HAPPY!!!! Even though they are totally fictitious characters, I'M STILL HAPPY!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim had a huge crush on Pam during Seasons 1 &amp;amp; 2, when she was engaged to Roy. Then Jim confessed his love to her and moved to another branch and Pam broke off with Roy. Then in Season 3, Jim moved back and went out with Karen and Pam's jealous. And Season 4 they went out, and now they're engaged!!!! YAYY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than that, totally loved it when Holly still thought that Kevin was retarded and when Angela was scolding him and calling him a stupid retard, Holly was all offended. Heeheehee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Angela, learn from Pam and dump him. Go for Dwight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly Betty's season premiere was stupid. What is up with it? And Lindsay Lohan is such a horrible actor all of a sudden!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5495134422631009685?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5495134422631009685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5495134422631009685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5495134422631009685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5495134422631009685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/office-love.html' title='The Office = Love'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzadHeLpfI/AAAAAAAAA48/p0RFBHmpkMQ/s72-c/Untitled-2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5927533390715862834</id><published>2008-09-26T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:48:40.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM Recap: Eyes &amp; Vajayjays = Fierce!</title><content type='html'>So here's my recap. It's short. So what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWHnQNBFI/AAAAAAAAA4c/qo48QRmMNR4/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWHnQNBFI/AAAAAAAAA4c/qo48QRmMNR4/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250306691891528786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eeek!! A no-necked monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWH70RGvI/AAAAAAAAA4k/qTuRVUw6jJA/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWH70RGvI/AAAAAAAAA4k/qTuRVUw6jJA/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250306697411500786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this episode was special because after the walking challenge, somebody was eliminated. That somebody was Hannah. Good grief. She was really annoying me because she dissed Marjorie and hated "pity parties". Tough talk for somebody who compares people asking her questions to gang rape. At first I thought she was adorable, but now I just find her annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWIH4mOHI/AAAAAAAAA4s/wfPNzUdhQDk/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWIH4mOHI/AAAAAAAAA4s/wfPNzUdhQDk/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250306700650887282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of people who got on my nerve, this guy was also annoying. He was supposedly offended because Samantha lifted her top by only an inch and he's mad. He doesn't seem to smile at all. He's like what Damien from The Omen would be like if he were an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWIL3tr_I/AAAAAAAAA40/RWtePqhjXKk/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWIL3tr_I/AAAAAAAAA40/RWtePqhjXKk/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250306701720924146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holy crap! Elina totally doesn't look like Angelina Jolie anymore. She's become Bjork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWBtaFq7I/AAAAAAAAA30/5lu71aVrk-8/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWBtaFq7I/AAAAAAAAA30/5lu71aVrk-8/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250306590464388018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Clark's photo was called out first, and I must admit, even though she's a bitch and looks like a man in person, this photo is good. BUT!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWB-n7d4I/AAAAAAAAA38/9RF21ugdBWg/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWB-n7d4I/AAAAAAAAA38/9RF21ugdBWg/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250306595085842306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren Brie's photo is SO MUCH MORE AMAZING!!! Now this is top 5 photos in ANTM history. It's amazing!!! It's a shame she's totally getting the no-personality edit because other than her confessions about the photoshoot, they NEVER show her in interviews. It's really sad. It's kind of like Nicole Cycle 3 and Tyra's gonna forget about her. But I must admit she looks very homely in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWB2h7sCI/AAAAAAAAA4E/7Xs7_6iZJ1s/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWB2h7sCI/AAAAAAAAA4E/7Xs7_6iZJ1s/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250306592913207330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, Tyra mentioned that Isis looks sleepy all the time, which I think isn't a good thing. It's totally true. There's a fine line between heroin-eyed and sleepy-eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWCBTxf-I/AAAAAAAAA4M/Ogr3ci9bCHM/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWCBTxf-I/AAAAAAAAA4M/Ogr3ci9bCHM/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250306595806609378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And thus, she was eliminated, which was quite surprising because I thought that Tyra would milk her extra appendage for ratings. Ok, that was disgusting. But still, she shouldn't have been nervous about her package being exposed because they were supposed to be shot from the nose up. It's not like they can see her privates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWCTPkE1I/AAAAAAAAA4U/w9rWVAyqbqM/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWCTPkE1I/AAAAAAAAA4U/w9rWVAyqbqM/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250306600620790610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So 9 girls remain!!! Yay! I honestly don't know who they're kicking off next week. All of them seem to be good. Well, except for Clark. OMG and Marjorie goes nuts next week! Maybe she's a hermaphrodite! Like Hillary Swank in Boys Don't Cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5927533390715862834?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5927533390715862834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5927533390715862834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5927533390715862834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5927533390715862834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/antm-recap-eyes-vajayjays-fierce.html' title='ANTM Recap: Eyes &amp; Vajayjays = Fierce!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNzWHnQNBFI/AAAAAAAAA4c/qo48QRmMNR4/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6380529311086188602</id><published>2008-09-26T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T01:04:52.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watchamacallit</title><content type='html'>Doll Domination!!!... isn't so great. I mean, PCD is a million times better. And honestly, in PCD, at least you can kind of hear the other girls, but this album it's like as if they muted the rest of the girls' mikes when they were recording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh!!! I can't wait!! I can't wait for tomorrow! Tomorrow! Tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that it's less than a week till Hari Raya. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok why do I have one line paragraphs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, begrudgingly watched the season premiere of Heroes. Honestly I thought that I wouldn't understand a thing because the second season was a total snorefest and I didn't really bother to pay attention, but Heroes has gotten good again! It's safe to watch it now!! Season 2 was all about talk talk talk yap yap yap, but this season, they showed the special effects, especially when Hiro stopped time to discover the fast girl. And I totally loved the ending when the Petrilli mother was like, "Sylar, I am your mother." Very Star Wars, except in reverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly Betty &amp;amp; The Office!!! YAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6380529311086188602?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6380529311086188602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6380529311086188602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6380529311086188602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6380529311086188602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/watchamacallit.html' title='Watchamacallit'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-4254767290966985724</id><published>2008-09-22T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:36:28.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixology</title><content type='html'>Apparently Sarah Palin watched the skit on SNL and said that it was a spot on impression. It turned out that she was watching the skit with the volume turned down. Ok, firstly... bullshit! I mean, A) If somebody parodies you on TV, wouldn't you want to know what she's saying. Even if you 'muted' it, you would still try to see what she's saying, B) Who the hell turns the volume down when they're watching TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, TINA FEY WON 3 EMMYS!!!! Best Actress in Comedy Series, Best Writing (for the finale, the one with the evaporated bull semen) and Best Comedy as a producer! YAY!!! And I was actually watching Baby Mama during the weekend and found out that Amy Poehler is also funny! And I was Wikipedia-ing and found out that she was Regina George's mother in Mean Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alec Baldwin won Best Actor! Yay! I cannot believe that 30 Rock has low ratings, because it is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like Notes On A Scandal, except much worse. Blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-4254767290966985724?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/4254767290966985724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=4254767290966985724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4254767290966985724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4254767290966985724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/mixology.html' title='Mixology'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5335792259635570848</id><published>2008-09-20T00:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:53:07.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM Recap: Ugly = Fierce!</title><content type='html'>This week is makeover week!!!!! I have to say, I'm really disappointed with this season's makeover. I was totally hoping they would shave Clark's head ala Mia Farrow in Rosemary's Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRbFFdjoI/AAAAAAAAA3k/45X1EQcsi9A/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRbFFdjoI/AAAAAAAAA3k/45X1EQcsi9A/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247768253968518786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, since Cycle 6, there's this pattern where the first girl featured during the opening sequence is runner-up. Joanie, Melrose, Natasha, Chantal and unfortunately Anya. This cycle, Lauren Brie is cursed with the runner-up syndrome. So I'm wondering if this cycle it's the same or they're changing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRbH2oImI/AAAAAAAAA3s/k-w1wWHrTo8/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRbH2oImI/AAAAAAAAA3s/k-w1wWHrTo8/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247768254711603810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week involves freaking Tyra having some stupid Princess Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRVuYzdkI/AAAAAAAAA28/E3Th01ejAgA/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRVuYzdkI/AAAAAAAAA28/E3Th01ejAgA/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247768161976284738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRVoJGuHI/AAAAAAAAA3E/clUg9_-RLaU/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRVoJGuHI/AAAAAAAAA3E/clUg9_-RLaU/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247768160299825266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See how dumb it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRVkuT8LI/AAAAAAAAA3M/suTFSKu45Hs/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRVkuT8LI/AAAAAAAAA3M/suTFSKu45Hs/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247768159382139058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRVys9alI/AAAAAAAAA3U/3o86n2lkvug/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRVys9alI/AAAAAAAAA3U/3o86n2lkvug/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247768163134564946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then Ms J comes out looking like himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRV6O3kPI/AAAAAAAAA3c/vKsKhS-cW6E/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRV6O3kPI/AAAAAAAAA3c/vKsKhS-cW6E/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247768165155836146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRJfsEBQI/AAAAAAAAA2U/YkQ6QOSfSdg/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRJfsEBQI/AAAAAAAAA2U/YkQ6QOSfSdg/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767951872099586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRJWQUJ2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/Dj4mAiS7W2Y/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRJWQUJ2I/AAAAAAAAA2c/Dj4mAiS7W2Y/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767949339797346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRJqPPWCI/AAAAAAAAA2k/AYJLj9hWO6Q/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRJqPPWCI/AAAAAAAAA2k/AYJLj9hWO6Q/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767954703996962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRJhjxpEI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ULDSVNxFFlA/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRJhjxpEI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ULDSVNxFFlA/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767952374211650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRJ_Of1UI/AAAAAAAAA20/lzh0QANbnhQ/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRJ_Of1UI/AAAAAAAAA20/lzh0QANbnhQ/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767960338027842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and really, the rest of the skit is so dumb. Seriously, this show has raised it's threshold in gayness that it's not even funny. And Lol at the fact that Tyra's one true love is Jay Manuel. How pathetic and sad that your one true love is not even slightly attracted to you or your fat ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm gonna rank the worst makeover to the best makeover. Starting with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQ8CtN4FI/AAAAAAAAA1s/dG_cG5KVSQY/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQ8CtN4FI/AAAAAAAAA1s/dG_cG5KVSQY/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767720754012242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WTF they actually made her hair lighter, which made her a bit fuglier. Why didn't they darken it? Seriously, she looks bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQ8Z4E4GI/AAAAAAAAA10/h4SU_xD_0do/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQ8Z4E4GI/AAAAAAAAA10/h4SU_xD_0do/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767726973575266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah looks younger. And when I mean that, I mean that she looks like a 6-year-old on growth hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQ8kwk12I/AAAAAAAAA18/6rqHd3t9NMc/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQ8kwk12I/AAAAAAAAA18/6rqHd3t9NMc/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767729894905698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know how I thought that she looked stunning at first. Well... now not so much. Seriously, something about the hair colour that is so fugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQ9ADkm3I/AAAAAAAAA2E/jXqX3gPWWFg/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQ9ADkm3I/AAAAAAAAA2E/jXqX3gPWWFg/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767737222339442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Marjorie. She looks amazing at first and they just had to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQ9gs-YPI/AAAAAAAAA2M/PD-xJQeCHGw/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQ9gs-YPI/AAAAAAAAA2M/PD-xJQeCHGw/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767745985929458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why did they change Sheena's hair? It looked good to begin with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQrUupobI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kKc0PLlAxFE/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQrUupobI/AAAAAAAAA1E/kKc0PLlAxFE/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767433534087602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't really know about McKey's makeover. It's like, sometimes she looks good, sometimes she doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQrg5rxgI/AAAAAAAAA1M/tVnebnPSPbY/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQrg5rxgI/AAAAAAAAA1M/tVnebnPSPbY/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767436801590786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They didn't really change Analeigh's hair. Yay! But I have to admit my love for her has kind of fallen because she's been taking mediocre pictures lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQrzpjAiI/AAAAAAAAA1U/-pK91igZtT0/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQrzpjAiI/AAAAAAAAA1U/-pK91igZtT0/s320/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767441834181154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Didn't really change Joslyn's makeover too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQrzitezI/AAAAAAAAA1c/AmbHnHr0QY0/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQrzitezI/AAAAAAAAA1c/AmbHnHr0QY0/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767441805507378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isis' makeover actually looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQsIdbQpI/AAAAAAAAA1k/IOm9Pf8y0RY/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQsIdbQpI/AAAAAAAAA1k/IOm9Pf8y0RY/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767447420486290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, I have to admit, at first I hated them for fucking with Elina's hair and trying to make her sport red hair because it's gender specific, and even though I thought it looked hideous at first, I actually now like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQcnV1wTI/AAAAAAAAA0c/iEZYGv4AvPU/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQcnV1wTI/AAAAAAAAA0c/iEZYGv4AvPU/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767180832260402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay for Samantha! I love her now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQdp_kt5I/AAAAAAAAA0k/BZCi7YMmsyI/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQdp_kt5I/AAAAAAAAA0k/BZCi7YMmsyI/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767198724044690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I have to say, Brittany is seriously the most beautiful Black contestant in ANTM history. Hey! I'm beginning to sound like Tyra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQdlDFa2I/AAAAAAAAA0s/9-xAfeUfWQA/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQdlDFa2I/AAAAAAAAA0s/9-xAfeUfWQA/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767197396593506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Elina. Let's take one last look at remarkable beauty and say goodbye. Seriously, she's like, so beautiful! Her eyes are like, shaped weirdly, kinda like a cat. And I actually think she's so much more attractive than Angelina Jolie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQd-D_6dI/AAAAAAAAA00/OMFuwXzYWEI/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQd-D_6dI/AAAAAAAAA00/OMFuwXzYWEI/s320/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767204111313362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQeXOYxjI/AAAAAAAAA08/qZ_LMNzjAuM/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQeXOYxjI/AAAAAAAAA08/qZ_LMNzjAuM/s320/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767210865772082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So anyway, her makeover looks like she's from the early 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQJV5608I/AAAAAAAAAz0/nD7dvbq9CA0/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQJV5608I/AAAAAAAAAz0/nD7dvbq9CA0/s320/28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766849734235074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQJRHPR5I/AAAAAAAAAz8/4anLgz0vstM/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQJRHPR5I/AAAAAAAAAz8/4anLgz0vstM/s320/29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766848447924114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I kinda lost a little love for Elina when she declared that she never loved her mum. And then she says that she hates her mum. Gee. You know, the opposite of love is indifference, so if she just hates her mum, it means that she still loves her mother. Ok, I got that from Desperate Housewives. Maybe her mother bought for her coloured clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQJjrQf6I/AAAAAAAAA0E/APuouaZb5P8/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQJjrQf6I/AAAAAAAAA0E/APuouaZb5P8/s320/30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766853430837154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah now looks a lot like Hannah Montana it's not even funny. And she won the freaking challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQJ2JALpI/AAAAAAAAA0M/jr0DIl1qvzA/s1600-h/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQJ2JALpI/AAAAAAAAA0M/jr0DIl1qvzA/s320/31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766858387435154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see it? Can you see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQKLujaUI/AAAAAAAAA0U/JvQ80bcTPzQ/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPQKLujaUI/AAAAAAAAA0U/JvQ80bcTPzQ/s320/32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766864182077762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honestly, Marjorie looks so much like Hillary Swank in Boys Don't Cry that it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPxVnk_PI/AAAAAAAAAzM/jPCPrJPaPwM/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPxVnk_PI/AAAAAAAAAzM/jPCPrJPaPwM/s320/33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766437340445938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love McKey, but sometimes she just looks like a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPxRyOO9I/AAAAAAAAAzU/r5ZYdR7E7xg/s1600-h/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPxRyOO9I/AAAAAAAAAzU/r5ZYdR7E7xg/s320/34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766436311350226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But her picture is sooooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPxu8FZfI/AAAAAAAAAzc/R6QBVBdw620/s1600-h/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPxu8FZfI/AAAAAAAAAzc/R6QBVBdw620/s320/35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766444137342450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Samantha too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPxhN3nfI/AAAAAAAAAzk/rwW_OQ9Mq8M/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPxhN3nfI/AAAAAAAAAzk/rwW_OQ9Mq8M/s320/36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766440453840370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know the actress Rachel Griffiths, yeah she looks like her, except... a transvestite version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPxyg0W9I/AAAAAAAAAzs/pe7O_TpRsrE/s1600-h/37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPxyg0W9I/AAAAAAAAAzs/pe7O_TpRsrE/s320/37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766445096721362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I seriously don't understand Lauren Brie. She looks heinous in person but she photographs like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPmVP-A-I/AAAAAAAAAyk/aAzwah9A1is/s1600-h/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPmVP-A-I/AAAAAAAAAyk/aAzwah9A1is/s320/38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766248262861794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously she looks like she's an extra in Flashdance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPm1LM1tI/AAAAAAAAAys/RLTHthz1un0/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPm1LM1tI/AAAAAAAAAys/RLTHthz1un0/s320/39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766256832796370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I totally get what Tyra says about how she looks racially ambiguous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPnId1xcI/AAAAAAAAAy0/2-z50dsNarc/s1600-h/40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPnId1xcI/AAAAAAAAAy0/2-z50dsNarc/s320/40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766262011250114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey! Isn't Brittany pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPoISAFrI/AAAAAAAAAy8/j8Wn-LIQEH4/s1600-h/41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPoISAFrI/AAAAAAAAAy8/j8Wn-LIQEH4/s320/41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766279141463730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, too bad she's georgeous because having great genes means that you can't become a model. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPoCNFvaI/AAAAAAAAAzE/nlQ_W_G_wUg/s1600-h/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPPoCNFvaI/AAAAAAAAAzE/nlQ_W_G_wUg/s320/42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247766277510249890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So 11 girls remain. Please kick off Hannah and Clark! They don't deserve to be there! One looks like a little girl and the other looks like a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yay! I did this in less than 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5335792259635570848?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5335792259635570848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5335792259635570848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5335792259635570848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5335792259635570848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/antm-recap-ugly-fierce.html' title='ANTM Recap: Ugly = Fierce!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SNPRbFFdjoI/AAAAAAAAA3k/45X1EQcsi9A/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1845512970649204318</id><published>2008-09-18T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:34:14.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Discovery</title><content type='html'>Last night I ate a piece of pineapple that had be soaked in kicap and sugar. Blergh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have discovered something amazing!!!!! I can actually watch AVI files on my DVD player via my thumbdrive!!! I mean, yesterday I was actually watching the latest episode of ANTM on TV!!! Yay! Now I don't have to squint my eyes when I watch it on my iPod. You know what that means? I can watch all the latest shows on TV!!!!!!! And the best part is that it's actually widescreen and the image covers the whole screen so there's no black line! Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of ANTM, this season's makeovers SUCKED EGGS!!! Seriously, they changed all the girls who were actually alright to begin with, and didn't change those whose hair is horrible (especially Lauren Brie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand F1. I don't understand why all of a sudden, Singapore is like, "F1! Yay!" With the showing of car-related movies on Channel 5 and the ads and stuff. I mean, how does F1 work anyway? Do they even overtake one another? They're always driving in the same route anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get it! You're a slut! You don't have to brag about it. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, SAMON! It's a silent L!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1845512970649204318?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1845512970649204318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1845512970649204318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1845512970649204318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1845512970649204318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-discovery.html' title='A Great Discovery'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6153802904785488011</id><published>2008-09-17T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:58:01.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking On Broken Glass</title><content type='html'>Why do people, especially mats, when they speak Malay, I sometimes don't even understand what they're talking about. Like, slow down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the new buses, with it's stairway to the back of the bus. I hope when people fall, they sue SBS dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the newest seasons of all my favourite shows!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for 30 Rock, but somehow it's gonna premiere later than the rest of the shows, 30 October. Oh well, save the best for last. Anyway, Wikipedia says that the premiere episode is gonna feature Megan Mullaly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Karen from Will &amp;amp; Grace!!!!! YAY!!!!!! More Megan Mullaly!! More Megan Mullaly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also can't wait for Desperate Housewives. September 28!! Especially with the "5 years later" thing kicking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly Betty's premiering on September 25. Apparently, Wikipedia says that Betty didn't choose. Like, what? That's so stupid! Choose Gio and let Henry die or something. He's boring as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Office is also premiering on September 25. YAYYY!!!! I'm so happy because Angela and Dwight are 'back together'. I love both of them together even though they have rancid souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so horrible and disgusted for sleeping in every single day. I'm like, a lazy ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6153802904785488011?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6153802904785488011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6153802904785488011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6153802904785488011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6153802904785488011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/walking-on-broken-glass.html' title='Walking On Broken Glass'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-2202470189423001881</id><published>2008-09-15T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:40:22.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tina Fey Does Sarah Palin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QnRUKIMegn8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QnRUKIMegn8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OMG Tina Fey is totally Sarah Palin's doppleganger! Maybe if they meet, Palin will die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Tina Fey! More Tina Fey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-2202470189423001881?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/2202470189423001881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=2202470189423001881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2202470189423001881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2202470189423001881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/tina-fey-does-sarah-palin.html' title='Tina Fey Does Sarah Palin'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5338322087190444082</id><published>2008-09-12T21:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:53:33.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM Recap: Fake Boobies = Fierce!</title><content type='html'>New episode of ANTM!! Yay!! First of all, let me congratulate the editors, because usually an episode practically shows the bottom two extensively, but lately this season, I was kind of thrown off to who will land in bottom two. So yay! And also, LOVED the ending of this episode, even though it was practically heartbreaking to see her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqybRRrAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/sanWPk1ocvg/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqybRRrAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/sanWPk1ocvg/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245122130572585986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG I didn't realise that Isis looks a bit like Amy Winehouse. Speaking of people who are of no use in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqyU4z9DI/AAAAAAAAAyM/uoncC5PCq8E/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqyU4z9DI/AAAAAAAAAyM/uoncC5PCq8E/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245122128859362354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqyk67UmI/AAAAAAAAAyU/GAM74FWN33o/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqyk67UmI/AAAAAAAAAyU/GAM74FWN33o/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245122133163201122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When will he ever die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So anyway, back at home, the girls play truth or dare in the hottub, and apparently, Elina was dared (or maybe dared herself) to kiss Clark, her long-time crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqyqO9uTI/AAAAAAAAAyc/SHzJijsWeQE/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqyqO9uTI/AAAAAAAAAyc/SHzJijsWeQE/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245122134589421874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqjpiGh8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/Rvx_f2zvegU/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqjpiGh8I/AAAAAAAAAxc/Rvx_f2zvegU/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121876703217602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elina claims that she felt fireworks and that Clark has soft lips. Well, that's because instead of collagen, its filled with evil boiling pus. You can do better, Elina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqj6VIr6I/AAAAAAAAAxk/h84RBNh7HOw/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqj6VIr6I/AAAAAAAAAxk/h84RBNh7HOw/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121881212235682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah looks on, because there was no such thing as lesbian moose in Alaska. Seriously, she is now starting to look a lot like Miley Cyrus, and not surprisingly, I'm kind of hating her because she was talking about how she would never hang out with people like Elina and Isis because of the way they were. She even pushed Isis in the hottub, which was kind of uncalled for. And then she explained to some of the girls that she's a stereotypical white girl and doesn't go crazy, which pisses of some of the black girls and the black-acting girls (i.e. Sheena)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqkN6Fi3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/7-3eG5JYHGU/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqkN6Fi3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/7-3eG5JYHGU/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121886467492722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so when Joslyn asks Hannah if she's prejudiced/racist/discrimanatory, Hannah gets all freaked out and offended as to why they would assume that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqkMYww6I/AAAAAAAAAx0/TdQT63AWXZc/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqkMYww6I/AAAAAAAAAx0/TdQT63AWXZc/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121886059283362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so Hannah compares the 'ambush' to gang rape. I mean, grow up! I'm sorry, last episode she mentioned that her favourite show is Gossip Girl. I don't watch it, but... I mean, I'm sure there's at least a sex scene right? Or at the very least a kiss. Sheesh! But I also blame the other party for assuming that she's racist. I think Hannah is just a bit dumb. I mean, there're no black people in Alaska right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqkXgrgvI/AAAAAAAAAx8/6Fqw9gGATUY/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqkXgrgvI/AAAAAAAAAx8/6Fqw9gGATUY/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121889045283570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqZ6k35BI/AAAAAAAAAw0/1IVqBf-NXHw/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqZ6k35BI/AAAAAAAAAw0/1IVqBf-NXHw/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121709479552018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this week, the judges raved over Lauren Brie's photo, which I find good, but then Tyra christened it as the Top 5 photos in ANTM history. Like, WHAT?!!!! I can think of 5 SO MUCH BETTER photos on top of my head that are better. Like Shandi's afro photo and Yaya's spider photo and Jenah's tree photo and Anya's paparazzi photo and Amanda C3's roller skating photo. Hers looks like her face is melting or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqaAktlrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/sM5bm8dqoE8/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqaAktlrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/sM5bm8dqoE8/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121711089489586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she's so... blah. I think for makeovers they should darken her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqaF9kMxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/hVgfxF9dQ-0/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqaF9kMxI/AAAAAAAAAxE/hVgfxF9dQ-0/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121712535909138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqaQ89jaI/AAAAAAAAAxM/OqIhHVC-0VE/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqaQ89jaI/AAAAAAAAAxM/OqIhHVC-0VE/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121715486166434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is that a tic or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the contrary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqaaEZqXI/AAAAAAAAAxU/xX4iGnKNFxE/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqaaEZqXI/AAAAAAAAAxU/xX4iGnKNFxE/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121717933287794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqPowVkRI/AAAAAAAAAwM/etyhPVFvWS4/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqPowVkRI/AAAAAAAAAwM/etyhPVFvWS4/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121532897104146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elina's photo is freaking awesome! I now forgive her for kissing a monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, this episode I lost my love for Sheena. At first I was amazed by her black-girl accent, but then when she was talking to Hannah, she didn't have an accent at all, which makes me wonder if it's just for show. I mean, she's like that British lady from 30 Rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqP3co6vI/AAAAAAAAAwU/6c6Tguql3lU/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqP3co6vI/AAAAAAAAAwU/6c6Tguql3lU/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121536841018098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Sheena thinks that when posing with accessories, they need to be placed correctly, like feng-shui. Apparently, she's been reading the Kama Sutra instead of Feng-Shui For Dummies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sheena also claims that she's not hoochie and doesn't understand why people call her that. I'm sorry, she totally knows that she's hoochie. She was giving lapdances at the hottub. And the most bizarre thing happened during judging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqQJ4KcCI/AAAAAAAAAwc/HQxRDRtDzbI/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqQJ4KcCI/AAAAAAAAAwc/HQxRDRtDzbI/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121541788299298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Are your boobs fake?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqQEpbOPI/AAAAAAAAAwk/zP6PZxuvtDU/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqQEpbOPI/AAAAAAAAAwk/zP6PZxuvtDU/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121540384307442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Haha, no!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[and then right before Tyra dismisses them...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqQUjWc9I/AAAAAAAAAws/HsXrslrEgUo/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqQUjWc9I/AAAAAAAAAws/HsXrslrEgUo/s320/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121544653796306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I need to say something!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqGggYBVI/AAAAAAAAAvk/_3qBcWYIQrw/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqGggYBVI/AAAAAAAAAvk/_3qBcWYIQrw/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121376063849810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I need to get this out of my chest! Haha, they're fake!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqGnVQBII/AAAAAAAAAvs/G-T4OI4sRiU/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqGnVQBII/AAAAAAAAAvs/G-T4OI4sRiU/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121377896236162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PS: I love how Paulina can say so much without even saying a word. Now, that's a model!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqG-adHvI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jTQ9ruMKo2Q/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqG-adHvI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jTQ9ruMKo2Q/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121384092081906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So they're not real?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqG6fnGpI/AAAAAAAAAv8/TCtGFMb8HH8/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqG6fnGpI/AAAAAAAAAv8/TCtGFMb8HH8/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121383039965842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No! It was a foolish decision I made at a young age!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqHPky-BI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-bO648otDIA/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqHPky-BI/AAAAAAAAAwE/-bO648otDIA/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121388698859538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wait... I already knew that they're fake. But I'd just like to commend you for telling the truth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And then Tyra applauds Sheena for lying, then telling the truth because she knows that Tyra knows, probably because she had to declare her silicone during castings, just like how Isis had to declare her package. Seriously, I lost all my love for Sheena. And I might actually think she's gonna win, because last year's winner was a fatty, so this year goes to the Asian. But the most amazing thing was Paulina making fun of Sheena's indesisiveness during deliberation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But you know who I really really love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp62Ujg7I/AAAAAAAAAu8/uUqX2vl18qE/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp62Ujg7I/AAAAAAAAAu8/uUqX2vl18qE/s320/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121175761421234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This girl! Nikeysha! Heyyyyyyy! She is totally Furonda 2.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp7PA9FEI/AAAAAAAAAvE/zorvlnbrGnI/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp7PA9FEI/AAAAAAAAAvE/zorvlnbrGnI/s320/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121182390096962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think she's a vampire, and that is why she can never see her reflection. Poor soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp7IHM2CI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KlU7oCdypDU/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp7IHM2CI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KlU7oCdypDU/s320/28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121180537247778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so she was placed in the bottom two with Isis. I was like, freaking out because they were gonna kick out the most awesome thing that was gonna boost the ratings!! Can you believe that between the two, Nikeysha's the one with the vagina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp7deC3qI/AAAAAAAAAvU/NigIBbzfsr0/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp7deC3qI/AAAAAAAAAvU/NigIBbzfsr0/s320/29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121186270207650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so Nikeysha was booted! I was sad. Nikeysha announced that she's gonna become an anesthesiologist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp7TbREUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/LTWOEUPv93U/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp7TbREUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/LTWOEUPv93U/s320/30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121183574200642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then Tyra bitchslaps her for her lack of passion in modelling. Which, come on Tyra. Look at her. She's hideous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMppznSSh4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/kaBJsTJta8U/s1600-h/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMppznSSh4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/kaBJsTJta8U/s320/31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121051466303362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Nikeysha says that she's only joking. I mean, sheesh! That's the problem with Tyra. She thinks that this girls should only be models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMppzwrpZfI/AAAAAAAAAuc/naT6Qz_LGas/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMppzwrpZfI/AAAAAAAAAuc/naT6Qz_LGas/s320/32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121053988578802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMppz0abLRI/AAAAAAAAAuk/c3khoKuFP_I/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMppz0abLRI/AAAAAAAAAuk/c3khoKuFP_I/s320/33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121054990085394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honestly, bitch needs to eat. It looks like as if wings are going to protrude out of her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp0Af-CPI/AAAAAAAAAus/b5xSMpXPOmY/s1600-h/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp0Af-CPI/AAAAAAAAAus/b5xSMpXPOmY/s320/35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121058234566898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Nikeysha's sad because she wanted to at least go overseas. She should be sad over the fact that she didn't make it past makeovers. Goodbye Nikeysha. I hope you start your own talk show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've always been in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I guess you've always known it's true&lt;br /&gt;You took my love for granted, why oh why&lt;br /&gt;The show is over say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Take a bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp0bAL0_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/NXR7GpKIQTo/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpp0bAL0_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/NXR7GpKIQTo/s320/36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245121065349010418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And thus, she fades into the background. 12 girls remain! Makeovers next week! And something drastic happens to Elina. I hope they don't shave her head bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The most awesome part of the show was that Nikeysha was talking about how she knows that she shouldn't talk a lot and she was blabbering through the collage fade-out and even during the credits!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I cannot believe that they can keep hideous un-fun people with mediocre pictures like Dominique and Saleisha and Bianca, but they kicked out Nikeysha. I mean, she actually had good pictures. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5338322087190444082?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5338322087190444082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5338322087190444082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5338322087190444082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5338322087190444082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/antm-recap-fake-boobies-fierce.html' title='ANTM Recap: Fake Boobies = Fierce!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMpqybRRrAI/AAAAAAAAAyE/sanWPk1ocvg/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-3360370198016577406</id><published>2008-09-11T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:56:32.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Kimmel Rocks!</title><content type='html'>I'm watching a lot of TV lately. Ok, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched The Tyra Banks Show. It was like, this clip show of how the set moved from LA to New York. And the beginning part was so so stupid and kental. She pretended she was Dorothy from The Wizard Of Oz and like, had red shoes and so-called walked on the world's longest runway from LA to New York. And they showed fake scenes of Tyra visiting the landmarks like the Grand Canyon and Mount Rushmore. It was so dumb because she was like, "Presidents! You're gonna get makeovers!" Seriously, she made it seem like it's a freaking pilgrimage or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I've been watching Jimmy Kimmel because he ROCKS! His monologues are more mature than Ellen's but he's so funny! Lately he's been talking about politics with that Sarah Palin and this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vASaM04_tic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vASaM04_tic&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally watched Exorcism Of Emily Rose. Honestly, not that scary. Yeah, the first part when she was possessed was scary and stuff but I felt like I was watching Law &amp;amp; Order or something. The Exorcist was a million times scarier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-3360370198016577406?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/3360370198016577406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=3360370198016577406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3360370198016577406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3360370198016577406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/jimmy-kimmel-rocks.html' title='Jimmy Kimmel Rocks!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-3043063950915247952</id><published>2008-09-10T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:35:18.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Dream</title><content type='html'>I totally had the best dream EVER!!! I dreamt that I was in some shopping center. Ok, the first part of the dream was stupid because it involved banglah workers and Janice Dickinson. I remember like, a banglah worker was making out with Janice Dickinson, and I said something which pissed them off and I ran into a library in the shopping centre. And that was when the most AMAZING thing happened. But it was just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, so happy that morning, and then it just happened to be the day the results are released. They were relatively better than last semester's, but I cannot believe I didn't even get an A! I got a freaking D+ for HTech. I mean, granted I wanted to pass, but COME ON! Effing KMM lah! One thing's for sure, I will have to go to an overseas university. Bye bye NUS. I feel like a complete failure even though my results were not so bad. I mean, my class is full of supersmart people and my results look like poo as compared to theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know back in Australia, random people gave out flyers for tennis lessons and I wasn't interested for some weird reason, even though I loved tennis back then with Martina Hingis and Lindsey Davenport and Pete Sampras and Lleyton Hewitt, and my brother and I would play tennis with our badminton rackets at the backyard (we didn't have a court, we were just like, 10 meters away from each other) and we eventually broke our rackets. Anywhoo, maybe if I took those tennis lessons, I would've been like Roger Federer. You might never know! And I would win 1.5 million dollars. Sigh. One can only dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was merepek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-3043063950915247952?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/3043063950915247952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=3043063950915247952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3043063950915247952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3043063950915247952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-dream.html' title='Just A Dream'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-7787905064679854147</id><published>2008-09-09T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:24:57.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Comeback</title><content type='html'>Watched the VMA's. They had Britney Spears during the previews and she looked so sane and good. I was like, "Didn't she die?" And then during the opening, she came out and was so... sane. It was like as if she didn't shave her head. It was like as if the umbrella incident never happened. It was like as if she didn't perform at last year's VMA's. And then she won 3 awards, including Video Of The Year for Piece Of Me. I'm sorry, but that was totally a pity award. You know what would've been awesome? If she actually got to perform Gimme More at the opening, except get a new outfit instead of her 'Miss Piggy in lingerie' costume last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this year's VMA's SUCKED!! I don't know, the host was totally not really that funny and was offending that Sarah Palin and Jonas Brothers for having promise rings. And then Jordin Sparks said that there are people who wear promise rings because they're not sluts and then the host had to apologize and you could see Jonas Brothers being uncomfortable. It was so stupid. URGH!! I hope Jonas Brothers are a one-hit wonder. And then freaking High School Musical presented an award. And there was freaking Miley Cyrus too. What is this? Some Disney extravaganza?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the performances kinda sucked too. Except for Christina Aguilera's. I mean, how come Lil Wayne is like, really popular? Isn't he on trial or something? And he had mega sagging jeans and it was like as if he was performing in his underwear. He also had a red handkerchief at the back of his jeans. Does he even know what that means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing was a train wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-7787905064679854147?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/7787905064679854147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=7787905064679854147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7787905064679854147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7787905064679854147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/comeback.html' title='The Comeback'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-3063377354695585058</id><published>2008-09-06T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:04:05.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM Recap: Penises = Fierce!</title><content type='html'>ANTM is back, baby! And apparently, this season's 2 hour premiere started off with this stupid dumb crappy futuristic theme. And! I cannot believe that the show's in LA!!! What the hell happened to going back to New York??? I thought her stupid talk show was located in NY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvoO9dHzI/AAAAAAAAAt8/GTHNS6jCgqg/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvoO9dHzI/AAAAAAAAAt8/GTHNS6jCgqg/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242805284469808946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyra Banks in her Victoria Beckham impersonation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I mentioned earlier, the whole auditions was talking about how ANTM has reached 11 cycles and so "a new decade" begins, thus giving the whole futuristic aspect. Also, the fugliness is also implemented in the episode to mark a new beginning. For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvoQbyUuI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Fgk0Q1qzMn8/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvoQbyUuI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Fgk0Q1qzMn8/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242805284865463010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's nice that Ms J has stolen Saleisha's wig and bleached it. One of the girls talked about how the Jays have perfect skin and perfect hair. Who are they kidding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvoS46NqI/AAAAAAAAAuM/2rS1qMdwRd4/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvoS46NqI/AAAAAAAAAuM/2rS1qMdwRd4/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242805285524485794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know how in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Willy Wonka went to India because some rich Indian guy wanted to build a chocolate Taj Mahal. Well, I think one of the Oompa Loompas got knocked up there by Shahruk Khan and gave birth to Jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvYFlJNZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/qaNwG9ZE8nk/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvYFlJNZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/qaNwG9ZE8nk/s320/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242805007074014610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvYFJD_kI/AAAAAAAAAtc/-0nXnUJQn8Q/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvYFJD_kI/AAAAAAAAAtc/-0nXnUJQn8Q/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242805006956232258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvYFweWWI/AAAAAAAAAtk/MZgyhF0E-PY/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvYFweWWI/AAAAAAAAAtk/MZgyhF0E-PY/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242805007121537378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvYSdOILI/AAAAAAAAAts/-iw0_OJZy08/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvYSdOILI/AAAAAAAAAts/-iw0_OJZy08/s320/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242805010530443442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvYaythCI/AAAAAAAAAt0/RMHBS91WntM/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvYaythCI/AAAAAAAAAt0/RMHBS91WntM/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242805012768064546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvORQNqpI/AAAAAAAAAss/P7DQZAz-2hA/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvORQNqpI/AAAAAAAAAss/P7DQZAz-2hA/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804838408759954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvOc48xYI/AAAAAAAAAs0/48L4bdlffX0/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvOc48xYI/AAAAAAAAAs0/48L4bdlffX0/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804841532409218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are they freaking serious? I feel like I'm watching Power Rangers or something! And the fact that they asked the girls to be all confused is so hillarious! And just look at Jay at the first shot. Just, wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know the J's have reached like, the world record of gayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvOuACHYI/AAAAAAAAAs8/QYW567lKUYA/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvOuACHYI/AAAAAAAAAs8/QYW567lKUYA/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804846125522306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvOhzY6FI/AAAAAAAAAtE/UwX0G1qKUn0/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvOhzY6FI/AAAAAAAAAtE/UwX0G1qKUn0/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804842851264594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvOiC7gnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/3Pif5HQjI4U/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvOiC7gnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/3Pif5HQjI4U/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804842916446834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other than that, Paulina is awesome. When they had a one-on-one with the judges, Sharaun was like, "Hi, Paulina, I'm America's Next Top Model." And Paulina's response was "Oh really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, let's talk about the girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvAUYCu_I/AAAAAAAAAsE/4KUBJaLJFy0/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvAUYCu_I/AAAAAAAAAsE/4KUBJaLJFy0/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804598728735730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here's the transexual, Isis. Actually she sounds manlier than Capote. Obviously she's just Tyra's ploy to gain more viewers. What bugged me was her fetish for large dangly earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvAqWZRvI/AAAAAAAAAsM/hWiuo6zyG_A/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvAqWZRvI/AAAAAAAAAsM/hWiuo6zyG_A/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804604627404530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvAnXGYjI/AAAAAAAAAsU/jQA18Q94Lgs/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvAnXGYjI/AAAAAAAAAsU/jQA18Q94Lgs/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804603825054258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvAglPxxI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JR6RxA6uyoA/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvAglPxxI/AAAAAAAAAsc/JR6RxA6uyoA/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804602005341970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, take them off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And the revelation wasn't so dramatic. I was hoping that people would be kneeling on the floor crying their eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvAladvwI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Q2WKjyMqqUo/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvAladvwI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Q2WKjyMqqUo/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804603302297346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That is such a stupid question. It's not like her answer would be "Well, my penis isn't female."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIu5LhvevI/AAAAAAAAArc/iK-ACkcraf0/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIu5LhvevI/AAAAAAAAArc/iK-ACkcraf0/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804476094413554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIu5UbjJeI/AAAAAAAAArk/Aov68hWYX60/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIu5UbjJeI/AAAAAAAAArk/Aov68hWYX60/s320/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804478484358626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bet you wanna see if there's a bulge, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIu5tYJGnI/AAAAAAAAArs/Mz-EP3S3w3w/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIu5tYJGnI/AAAAAAAAArs/Mz-EP3S3w3w/s320/21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804485180955250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her photo is surprisingly good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIu53ayCBI/AAAAAAAAAr0/7Xf77TZaysc/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIu53ayCBI/AAAAAAAAAr0/7Xf77TZaysc/s320/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804487876380690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE Marjorie! I take back my words about how she looks like she should be Charlie Chaplin's girlfriend. She is love! But she totally is nervous and has low self-esteem, kinda like Shandi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIu51GvAFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/SoGFV21RczU/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIu51GvAFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/SoGFV21RczU/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804487255425106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elina! She has such nice eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuw44jL4I/AAAAAAAAAq0/OeiNZt3jrf0/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuw44jL4I/AAAAAAAAAq0/OeiNZt3jrf0/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804333650849666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...but she looks a bit fat. She claims that she always wears black because it's not gender specific. And immediately Tyra asks her, "You's a lesbinan?" But she implies that she's bisexual. And she interviews that she has a crush on Clark, but I don't blame her because Clark is really pretty on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuxPmhOoI/AAAAAAAAAq8/dex2Xwvr4yo/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuxPmhOoI/AAAAAAAAAq8/dex2Xwvr4yo/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804339749239426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeahhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuxHCwNUI/AAAAAAAAArE/EiXU9yHazMY/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuxHCwNUI/AAAAAAAAArE/EiXU9yHazMY/s320/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804337451742530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she looks like Marcia Cross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuxK6ZohI/AAAAAAAAArM/Z7zi0nlD9SQ/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuxK6ZohI/AAAAAAAAArM/Z7zi0nlD9SQ/s320/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804338490450450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuxYaIHvI/AAAAAAAAArU/M8EupuqMXqU/s1600-h/27a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuxYaIHvI/AAAAAAAAArU/M8EupuqMXqU/s320/27a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804342113181426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also love Brittany!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIufE69vKI/AAAAAAAAAqM/RkhwvOs5K-s/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIufE69vKI/AAAAAAAAAqM/RkhwvOs5K-s/s320/28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804027644558498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;McKey is supposed to be this cage fighter. Her hair is like, weird. I dunno, it's like really thick. And doesn't she look like that pregnant lady from Project Runway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIufF9M1II/AAAAAAAAAqU/xKynv6YsPL0/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIufF9M1II/AAAAAAAAAqU/xKynv6YsPL0/s320/29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804027922371714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Analeigh is OK. Her photo's actually good but the judges somehow lambasted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIufW8chsI/AAAAAAAAAqc/keO0wWbQeno/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIufW8chsI/AAAAAAAAAqc/keO0wWbQeno/s320/30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804032482608834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I kind of like Sheena, but she looks a little old and slutty. But she's actually nice and has a black girl accent. It's so weird. But it's nice that she knows that she's Asian. She referred herself as "yellow fever". Yeahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIufTOVCNI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kWMip23cTiQ/s1600-h/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIufTOVCNI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kWMip23cTiQ/s320/31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804031483873490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I first saw Clark, I was like, WOW! She's georgeous! And then she opened her mouth and we discover that she's actually an incarnate of Hitler. Seriously, she hates Isis and wants to "stomp the man out of the competition" and how she would get shot in her hometown. Then she bitched about how McKey was doing her boxing/fighting training on the porch and how it's supposed to be a modelling competition. Seriously, she's the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuffz0eqI/AAAAAAAAAqs/BEtkitgY6R4/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuffz0eqI/AAAAAAAAAqs/BEtkitgY6R4/s320/32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242804034862348962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah totally looks like Miley Cyrus, which is coincidental. In every sentence, she would talk about how she's from Alaska and she grew up in a house with no electricity and water and heating. She was also uncomfortable with Isis, but it's fine because I'm sure she thought trannies were just an urban legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuLYXoQQI/AAAAAAAAApk/vGXvgkNKV10/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuLYXoQQI/AAAAAAAAApk/vGXvgkNKV10/s320/33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242803689267675394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuLce8t4I/AAAAAAAAAps/76h9N_CXl_k/s1600-h/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuLce8t4I/AAAAAAAAAps/76h9N_CXl_k/s320/34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242803690372118402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joslyn is like Stacey-Ann's sister. She has this weird nasal high-pitched voice like that prostitute from Mighty Aphrodite. Even though she looks old, her photo is actually not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuLpKlL9I/AAAAAAAAAp0/p1WPQArjEUk/s1600-h/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuLpKlL9I/AAAAAAAAAp0/p1WPQArjEUk/s320/35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242803693776351186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I seriously thought she was going home because she was featured heavily in the second hour. I like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuLvcXm4I/AAAAAAAAAp8/32Xz2tpb76I/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuLvcXm4I/AAAAAAAAAp8/32Xz2tpb76I/s320/36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242803695461571458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren Brie is totally getting the "no personality" edit. Also, her forehead is humungous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuLmpbxHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/28mHShP7xZA/s1600-h/37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuLmpbxHI/AAAAAAAAAqE/28mHShP7xZA/s320/37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242803693100450930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey! someone stole Ms J's wig and dyed it brown! She looks like a fuglier skinnier version of Saleisha. I know, who knew it was possible. But she's kind of like Furonda. Ugly on the outside. Crazy in the inside! I love to hate her! Seriously, I hope she stays long to entertain me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuCgUeR0I/AAAAAAAAAo8/ogKSAQU3PGM/s1600-h/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuCgUeR0I/AAAAAAAAAo8/ogKSAQU3PGM/s320/38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242803536783099714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuCtjCEvI/AAAAAAAAApE/k4hrUd9Jjcs/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuCtjCEvI/AAAAAAAAApE/k4hrUd9Jjcs/s320/39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242803540333826802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, she is awesome. She actually wears those temporary silicon boob enhancers thingies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuCvwc9uI/AAAAAAAAApM/b2BVXnICYks/s1600-h/40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuCvwc9uI/AAAAAAAAApM/b2BVXnICYks/s320/40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242803540926985954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sharaun is stank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuCz-if3I/AAAAAAAAApU/5E-TExyBKrQ/s1600-h/41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuCz-if3I/AAAAAAAAApU/5E-TExyBKrQ/s320/41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242803542059810674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that's why she was eliminated. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuC7e4xeI/AAAAAAAAApc/QZ1at-4fn0k/s1600-h/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIuC7e4xeI/AAAAAAAAApc/QZ1at-4fn0k/s320/42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242803544074536418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So 13 girls remain! Please kick of Clark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-3063377354695585058?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/3063377354695585058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=3063377354695585058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3063377354695585058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/3063377354695585058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/antm-recap-penises-fierce.html' title='ANTM Recap: Penises = Fierce!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SMIvoO9dHzI/AAAAAAAAAt8/GTHNS6jCgqg/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6898146340970207239</id><published>2008-09-05T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:18:34.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bum</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously lazing around at home and watching TV, movies and playing games. Anyway, watched a lot of movies, with a lot of unwatched movies. I wanna watch The Exorcism Of Emily Rose because I heard from a lot of people that it's freaking ass scary, but I don't dare watch it, even in the daytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill Bill Vol 1&lt;br /&gt;Almost Famous&lt;br /&gt;Boogie Nights (at night course)&lt;br /&gt;Mulholland Dr (also at night)&lt;br /&gt;Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Romy &amp;amp; Michele's High School Reunion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch all these! I actually watched Kill Bill Vol 1 for the first time a few days ago. It is super amazing in so many ways. Actually my uncle has it and when I asked about it, he told me that it's super merepek because it switches from real life to cartoon. But honestly, even though the gore was like, extreme, I totally love the fighting sequence. Uma Thurman rocks! And I totally love the scene where during the Yakuza meeting, one of the subordinates dissed Lucy Liu's character for being a Chinese-Japanese mixed and all of a sudden you hear the shuffling of Japanese slippers and PYAK!!!! She beheads the guy and the head falls on the table and his body bursts out a fountain of blood. The movie is like a gory cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And go watch Romy &amp;amp; Michele's High School Reunion! It's on Youtube. It stars Lisa Kudrow (Phoebe from Friends) and Mira Sorvino. It's funny as hell! It's about them going to their 10 year high school reunion and pretending that they're successful because they invented Post-Its. But in actual fact they've been doing nothing. And then there were flashbacks which revealed that they were actually ultimate losers at high school and Michele (Phoebe) was wearing a backbrace because she had scoliosis. So the popular kids were like, "Hey, backbrace girl!" in the demeaning fashion. Hahahaha!!! The most funniest part was when they were looking through the yearbook and there was a big controversy because both Romy &amp;amp; Michele had their individual photos taken together and this guy was supposed to be in between them because they were arranged alphabetically, and so they told him if he wanted to be in between them, he should come to Romy's house on Saturday night. So he did, but it was meant as a joke and Romy pulled the sprinklers on him. And then while they were laughing and reminiscing about him, Michele suddenly said, "Didn't he die?" HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched ANTM. I'm doing the recap since I'm doing nothing better. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6898146340970207239?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6898146340970207239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6898146340970207239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6898146340970207239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6898146340970207239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/bum.html' title='Bum'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-7681118939967429497</id><published>2008-09-03T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:35:20.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take A Bow</title><content type='html'>30 Rock is over. Monday's episode was the season finale. Oh, what will I laugh at now that it's gone? But the episode ROCKED! Jenna was the star of the episode. When Liz found out her pregnancy kit was positive and Jenna found the positive stick, she said, "Oh no, someone's gonna get more attention than me." Hahahaha! And I loved how Liz thought she was pregnant but it was just a false positive because the Mexican chips she's been eating throughout the last episodes were made of evaporated bull semen! HAHAHAHA!!! And I loved how Pete was supposed to be in the Olympics!! And Matthew Broderick being really clingy to Jack and his obsession with pens. And Jenna's orgasm recording for Tracy's porn video game!! And her recommendation tape for Kenneth! HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE KATHY GEISS!! MORE KATHY GEISS!!!&lt;br /&gt;And MORE MATTHEW BRODERICK!! MORE MATTHEW BRODERICK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I totally dreamt of Tina Fey last night!! No, it wasn't erotic. But I was in a tutorial, and Tina Fey came into the room and sat next to me. Then I told her how awesome she is and that I love her show blah blah blah, and then I leaned over and whispered to her that compared to The Office, I secretly think 30 Rock is better. Then she told me that I shouldn't compare 30 Rock to The Office and then all of a sudden I hear somebody clearing their throat and behind me was Steve Carell. What's that supposed to mean? But then I woke up and wanted to go back to sleep to try to continue the dream, but I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I have to say, Season 4 of The Office isn't its best, even with all the Jim and Pam engagement hype. For Season 5, I would totally want Dwight and Angela to get back together! They're like, awesomely bad together!! They fit each other like a jigsaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Season 2 of 30 Rock is just mindblowingly amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTM tomorrow!!! Finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Rock on 30 October. And Jennifer Aniston is guest-starring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-7681118939967429497?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/7681118939967429497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=7681118939967429497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7681118939967429497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7681118939967429497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-bow.html' title='Take A Bow'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6423158922801941262</id><published>2008-08-30T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:17:30.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tranny Mess</title><content type='html'>There is a difference between dreaming and pretending. I wish Lacuna was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Isis, the tranny who's gonna appear on the latest season of ANTM!!!! THIS WEDNESDAY!!!!! TWO HOUR PREMIERE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y95a6KufE-k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y95a6KufE-k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lRHXPORMl-w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lRHXPORMl-w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok she kinda looks horrible and incredibly old in person. And I was reading the forums and they stated that she still has a penis!!! I thought it was against the rules or something! And her voice sounds like Capote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tyra totally knew that she was a tranny. Oh, so she happened to want to invite a girl over who appeared on the previous cycle photoshoot, and it just so happened that this girl is actually a guy. Tyra is totally milking it for publicity. Wouldn't it be awesome if they had a nude photoshoot? Ok, maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6423158922801941262?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6423158922801941262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6423158922801941262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6423158922801941262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6423158922801941262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/tranny-mess.html' title='A Tranny Mess'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-4981880389154500198</id><published>2008-08-28T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:07:32.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head Over Feet</title><content type='html'>It's freaking OVER!!! OH MY GOD I'm so happieeeee!!! Poor Biotech peeps. They have two papers tomorrow. I totally would like, go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the worst series of exams EVER. Not really in how I'll fare, but total lack of sleep. I had the whole of Tuesday and Wednesday to study Imm but I was totally procrastinating. In the end I started studying on Wednesday afternoon and only slept for 2 hours. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts in 1.5 months. Next semester is so gonna be weird, with only one lecture theatre used for a subject for us, and not two. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTM 11 this Wednesday!! THIS COMING WEDNESDAY!!!!! I can't wait for the revelation of the tranny!!! I hope she totally gathers up the contestants and be like, "I'm legally a man, and I'm gonna be about 30 when I go, completely woman." Hey, where have I heard that before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been watching small 5-minutes segments of ANTM 3 after every topic revised when I was studying. Man, Yaya is a huge snobbish bitch. But man, oh man, did that cycle rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't more people watch 30 Rock? What I love about 30 Rock and The Office is that you can watch it again and again and you'll find minute juicy tidbits that made you realise, "How come I didn't catch that before?" Like when Liz's ex from Cleveland wanted to crash at her place and she was trying to be all hard-to-get, and when her ex was leaving, she was all acting cool until the taxi carrying her ex was off into the night. And she's like, look what you dumped, and right after the taxi leaves, she sees a bunch of teenagers and says, "Oh God! Youths!" and runs back to her apartment. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I don't know, but the fact that she said youths is so funny!! Give her 3 Emmys!!! Or 9 gold medals!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-4981880389154500198?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/4981880389154500198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=4981880389154500198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4981880389154500198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4981880389154500198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/head-over-feet.html' title='Head Over Feet'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-2519329528068260180</id><published>2008-08-27T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:20:01.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Let It Will Be</title><content type='html'>One more! I can say goodbye to A for FPath, because I hate memorizing. It's stupid. And I was like, so confident seh macam ingat tau the right answer but in the end the answer was so simple on the notes. On the other hand, Mol Gen might bring me an A. Yay! Now there's only one left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the news this morning on TV Mobile. I'm not being discriminatory or racist, but I'm so annoyed by the fact that the table tennis players answered the interviews in Chinese. I mean, learn the universal language, so that non-Chinese speaking people will accept you as a Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading Perez earlier and I'm sorry but Michael Phelps' Sports Illustrated cover is so so ugly. It's supposed to play off this photograph of Mark Spitz wearing all of his gold medals. The major difference is that Mark Spitz's medal lanyard ribbon thingy wasn't a ribbon at all, it actually looks like a thin metal chain. So it kind of looks cool with all the medals and stuff. On the other hand, the medals for the Beijing Olympics have those lanyard red ribbon. I mean, it looks fine, but if you wear 8 of these around your neck and adjust all the gold medals, it looks like you're wearing a dress if you look at the photograph from like, shoulder up. And the red background with the red ribbon! It's blinding me! And I actually think he's a good looking man, but what is up with the butter face? I don't know, maybe he only looks good in water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna talk about Avril Lavigne's concert. Funny how the government deems it too sexy and inappropriate, especially due to the fact that "It's not in the good spirit of [the country's] National Day", while finding out whether a politician was fucked in the ass isn't. Sorry for the language, but... you know.... Anyway, I seriously don't get their politics. Like, all I know is there's a sodomy charge. And.... They didn't elaborate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually every week I will talk about how awesome 30 Rock is, so this week is no exception. I am totally in love with Kathy Geiss. She actually plays a small role and is on-screen for like, less than 5 minutes in total for this season. But she is awesome!! She actually took over Jack's position and she decorated the office with posters of unicorns and she has a toy baby unicorn with her. And behind her desk she has a poster of Mark Wahlberg when he was a rapper or whatever. It's sooooo funny!!!! Hahahah!!! And she eats flowers. Heeheehee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally loved the Liz's sandwich storyline. Somebody ate her sandwich and she was all crazy and told Kenneth, "I don't know how, but you're gonna get me a sandwich, or I'm gonna cut your face so bad you'll have a chin. YOU'LL ALL HAVE CHINS!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Ok I'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-2519329528068260180?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/2519329528068260180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=2519329528068260180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2519329528068260180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2519329528068260180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-let-it-will-be.html' title='After Let It Will Be'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1132320503677131873</id><published>2008-08-23T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:35:18.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Kicked A Frog</title><content type='html'>...And I didn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! This month is the worst!!!! Somebody either coughed or sneezed in front of my face! Fine I'm exaggerating. We were like, 3 feet apart, but still! I felt a slight drizzle! And cover your mouth. Because, ew! And I accidentally kicked a frog! I was so scared I might have killed it or something. But it was dark, it was damp, I was walking on the grass. I actually thought I kicked a snail because it felt like a shell and looked behind to see the snail and all I saw was a freaking frog! Frogs exist in Singapore! Surprise surprise! Fortunately, I did not step on it. Can you imagine? Ok maybe don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! And I also hit my head against the wall when I was falling on my bed. And it still hurts. Boohoo. When will the exams go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally feel kind of guilty for being the only person to get an A for one of my assignments when everybody else got either a B or a C, when I honestly thought I sucked eggs and a couple of their presentations were so much better. I guess being a teacher's pet really pushes your grades up. But still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't think I'll find work during the holidays because of the fasting month. I get hungry and masuk angin easily. I'm never going back to CSC. Even though I kind of want to. But no! Because I'll be watching many many movies. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1132320503677131873?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1132320503677131873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1132320503677131873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1132320503677131873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1132320503677131873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-kicked-frog.html' title='I Kicked A Frog'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5034966360379778439</id><published>2008-08-21T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:28:31.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Famous</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8si7w5C3PTU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8si7w5C3PTU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Youtubed some of the music videos. Can you believe that today is the first time I actually saw the Damaged video, only because I heard the song and it's stuck in my head. The video's so weird, especially the ending where the girls were operating on some guy's heart or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the exams come? I'm getting so freaking restless!! And I'm sick!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched some of the Olympics. Got to watch the 200m finals. That Jamaican guy broke the world record and got first. The entertaining part was after the race ended. So, this Jamaican guy is celebrating and dancing, rightfully so. The camera's focused on him because he broke the world record. And the rest of the athletes are being ignored by the camera, rightfully so. Then when Jamaican guy is dancing, all of a sudden, this guy from USA who came in 3rd suddenly comes in and hugs the Jamaican guy and is all extra. I mean, the guy who came in 2nd was cool and wasn't hogging the spotlight. On the other hand, USA guy was all cocky and was like, "YEAHH!!!! WE MADE IT!!!!" to the Jamaican guy. Then they dissociate and then the camera's focused on the USA guy because the commentators were talking about how he could've been disqualified because they think that he stepped out of the line. So they show the replays and he kind of does, but it's not official yet. Then the camera focuses on USA guy who's all like, "FUCK YEAHHH!!!!" and showing his blue tongue and all and then he's all celebrating and all and then the screen shows that he's officially disqualified. The peak of the hilarity was that the screen at the stadium showed him and beside his name was DSQ in big bold letters, and he doesn't see the screen and is still celebrating cockily. Then somebody tells him about his disqualification and immediately, you can see the smile turn into a frown in an instant. IT'S SO FUNNY!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!! See, you shouldn't get all cocky. I should've taped it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was randomly watching TV in the morning and TRL was on. It's been such a freaking long time since I watched it. What happened to TRL? How come it's so sucky now. And what I hated the most about MTV Asia is..... They were showing a recap of the videos and Number 1 was I Kissed A Girl. MTV Asia muted the song AND actually censored the "Girl" from the title! I mean, fine, right? Well, the problem is that MTV Asia also airs Jackass and it's fine if they show asses and never censor them. I'm so pissed off! I would've written a letter to them if I weren't so busy/sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, the nominees for the VMA's are already up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIDEO OF THE YEAR&lt;br /&gt;Chris Brown - Forever&lt;br /&gt;Jonas Brothers - Burnin' Up&lt;br /&gt;Pussycat Dolls - When I Grow Up&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears - Piece Of Me&lt;br /&gt;The Ting Tings - Shut Up And Let Me Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to admit that this year's is really weak. I mean, the only video I like is When I Grow Up. And Forever? With You was so much better. And the freaking Jonas Brothers are nominated. Please don't win!!!! I watched the video... It was OK. Not Video Of The Year worthy. Piece Of Me is also OK, not Video Of The Year worthy. Shut Up And Let Me Go, on the other hand, is good, but doesn't it remind you of the White Stripe's video?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5034966360379778439?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5034966360379778439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5034966360379778439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5034966360379778439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5034966360379778439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/almost-famous.html' title='Almost Famous'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-8135899564113220449</id><published>2008-08-19T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:14:34.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>Who fucked it up for their HTech test? Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!!!! Me!!! Me!!! ME!!!! And a whole lot of other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Singapore won silver. But people from China won for us. I actually watched China thrash poor man's China, but then it was such a bore so I ended up watching other events. And Michael Phelps won 8 golds! Man, you could melt all the gold and make a bigger medal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! I can't wait for the stupid stinky exams to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only one word to describe last night's episode of 30 Rock: BRILLIANT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can they just give Tina Fey 2 Emmys? Because she's awesome! Totally loved Tracy's storyline about how he wanted to make his kids proud. So he decided to combine his two favourite pasttimes: Video Games and Porn. So he wants to make a porn video game and Frank (the guy with the trucker hat) tells him it's impossible and then suddenly it get's all Amadeus and Frank gets jealous and Tracy's like, a horny version of Mozart. Heeheehee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Liz was amazing!! Like, the writer's hated her because the script was missing, and Liz says the most magical words, "You think this is my passion? I had my dreams too! I was supposed to live with the gorillas!" And then she ran ala Phoebe from Friends. Heeheehee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Spaceman was sooooo funny!!!! HAHAHAHAHAAHA, because the big boss was in a diabetic coma, and when the doctor wanted to inject him, the doctor was all squemish and was like, "Ew, ew, ew!" Hahaha!! And then he said that they couldn't inject to his heart because he can't determine the exact location, because every human is different. Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-8135899564113220449?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/8135899564113220449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=8135899564113220449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8135899564113220449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8135899564113220449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/screwed.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6450706132062256099</id><published>2008-08-15T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:31:24.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lumbering</title><content type='html'>All hell broke loose when some bug landed on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, OH MY GOD watch this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1622283/weightlifting_accident_2008_beijing.swf" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1622283/weightlifting_accident_2008_beijing/"&gt;Weightlifting Accident 2008 Beijing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;Celebrity bloopers here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so scary!!! It was so graphic it wasn't allowed on Youtube, so I actually had to Google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the thing with weightlifting. There are two categories: Clean &amp;amp; Jerk, and Snatch. I know, how do I know, right? Well, Clean &amp;amp; Jerk is fine, because the person has to bring the weight to his neck first before carrying it above him. On the other hand, Snatch is crazy, because you have to carry the weight directly from the floor to above your head and then, stand up. The thing with Snatch is that the swinging direction from floor to above your head might cause the weight to go behind you. And that's what happened. Urgh!!! Ok why am I explaining this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate HTech! So many things to remember. And the notes are like, the ugliest notes EVER!!! Like, don't these lecturers understand the concept of making our notes attractive and neat, so that we don't barf everytime we see them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched latest episode of Project Runway. Firstly, They don't really suck as much as last episode. Suede is still annoying the hell out of me with his third-person. And surprisingly, I STILL don't have a favourite. I guess I kind of like the two black girls, Fat Fatima (the East African refugee) and that other one who looks like Whitney on crack. I'm sorry, but she really does look like she's on meth or something. And fucking Stella is still in the competition! They were guessing on who's their muse (who was hinted to them as a fashion icon) and Stella was hoping that it's Sharon Osbourne because she's the queen of rock. Umm...  Is she even a singer in the first place? Ughh!!! She should be in the Guinnes Book Of Records for being the oldest poseur. But in the end Brooke Shields was the muse and they had to design an outfit for her new Sex And The City/Desperate Housewives rip-off called Lipstick Jungle. It's coming to Star World. And it was totally awesome when Kenley laughed right in front of that guy when he said that he has great taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But speaking of Stella, she should be put in purgatory by locking her in the Disney prison I mentioned in the last post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6450706132062256099?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6450706132062256099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6450706132062256099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6450706132062256099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6450706132062256099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/lumbering.html' title='Lumbering'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-6882555879651335591</id><published>2008-08-15T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:20:54.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelly Cat</title><content type='html'>10 more days till hari aku mampos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the little girl who lip-synced during the Olympics Opening Ceremony? Apparently, the real singer was not cute enough. Like, woah! That must be a really sharp hot dagger to the heart. Can you imagine? Like, "Hey! You're the girl who was too ugly to be featured in the Olympics!" And apparently, the girl who lip-synced didn't realise that she lip-synced. It's totally reminiscent of the episode when Phoebe made a music video of Smelly Cat and she didn't realise that it's not her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Friends, I was watching it the other day and Phoebe was talking about coronary embolism. I totally got that!!! I'm smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm kind of watching the Olympics. They're having a lot of swimming events. Blame the new Speedo for the constant breaking of World/Olympic records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Roger Federer is out!!! Awww... Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, there's some scandal involving the Chinese gymnasts. Minimum age requirements are supposed to be 16, but this girl is actually 13. My eyebrows aren't raised. Like, seriously? I watched some of the female gymnastics and these girls from China are so small and prepubescent they look like they're 8-year-olds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I HATE. Repeat: HATE!. Disney. Because they keep on churning these teenagers who have very little talent and they whore them up so that they can lure preteens into buying their merchandises. There's an interview on Miley Cyrus in Seventeen magazine and she talked about how she was with one of the Jonas Brothers for 2 years and how they had to keep it a secret and how she was his "24/7" and that he wanted her to highlight her hair and when they broke up she dyed her hair black because she wanted to be hardcore and didn't want to look pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;a) 2 years ago meant that she was 13. Wow. What a great role model!&lt;br /&gt;b) Was she even remotely famous 2 years ago? And I remember Jonas Brothers become popular only a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;c) What a great way of saying that Asians are ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I read Perez. So sue me. It just annoys me that these people are like.... annoying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apparently there's these two new girls in the scene called Demi Lovato and Selena Gomez. That Gomez girl's on that Wizard show on Disney Channel, aka poor man's version of Harry Potter/Sabrina. And that Demi Lovato was on that Camp Rock movie. And honestly, I don't understand their songs! That Burnin' Up song by the Jonas Brothers sounds a lot like Makes Me Wonder. And this new song by that Demi Lovato sounds a lot like the Jonas' SOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And High School Musical 3 is coming to theatres. Great. Somebody needs to round up all these Disney stars (except for Lindsay and Raven and Hilary Duff, even though I hate her, and maybe Ashley Tisdale) and like, lock them inside a window-less and soundproof room forever. That would do the world a huge favour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-6882555879651335591?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/6882555879651335591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=6882555879651335591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6882555879651335591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/6882555879651335591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/smelly-cat.html' title='Smelly Cat'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-4212362411236501897</id><published>2008-08-13T17:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T17:41:35.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTM: XXI</title><content type='html'>ANTM is starting soon, so they've already released the 14 chicks (and dudes). Apparently, there's some speculation that one of them is a tranny. No kidding. Apparently she was on this documentary about transgendered youths. So now having a penis is like, being plus-sized. Plus-genitaled. Fierce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIKEYSHIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKmBiNyBfI/AAAAAAAAAoY/kL7nwwT1CCU/s1600-h/01nikeysha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKmBiNyBfI/AAAAAAAAAoY/kL7nwwT1CCU/s320/01nikeysha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233928262252627442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surprisingly, she's not the tranny, even though she could fit right in a film remake of The Crying Game. Seriously... She makes Dominique look like a woman. And something about her pose makes her so unflattering. Her shoulders could cut glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MARJORIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKmBh7UPtI/AAAAAAAAAog/m_O40_dUyXM/s1600-h/02marjorie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKmBh7UPtI/AAAAAAAAAog/m_O40_dUyXM/s320/02marjorie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233928262175178450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Umm.. Ew.. Doesn't she look like she should be in those black and white satirical films. Kind of like, Charlie Chaplin's girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHARAUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKmBhu1RsI/AAAAAAAAAoo/tDkbe6ILG24/s1600-h/03sharaun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKmBhu1RsI/AAAAAAAAAoo/tDkbe6ILG24/s320/03sharaun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233928262122817218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's totally normal-looking. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAUREN BRIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKmByyMcDI/AAAAAAAAAow/z889NB---1o/s1600-h/04laurenbrie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKmByyMcDI/AAAAAAAAAow/z889NB---1o/s320/04laurenbrie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233928266700320818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She looks like, Melora Hardin, Michael's girlfriend, but with a bigger forehead. She could be half-alien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAMANTHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlnnaypMI/AAAAAAAAAnw/OtbIpwYOAFw/s1600-h/05samantha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlnnaypMI/AAAAAAAAAnw/OtbIpwYOAFw/s320/05samantha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233927816972772546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHEENA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlny2De4I/AAAAAAAAAn4/5t1HtnQR5xY/s1600-h/06sheena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlny2De4I/AAAAAAAAAn4/5t1HtnQR5xY/s320/06sheena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233927820039912322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An Asian girl! I wonder what insecurity she has? Or maybe somebody's gonna say "My best friend is Asian!" And she looks like Sandra Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRITTANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKln8vZk6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/OTz04bLb4HE/s1600-h/07brittany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKln8vZk6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/OTz04bLb4HE/s320/07brittany.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233927822696354722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh I think she's OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKloMONjaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/BjIBBYxBSP4/s1600-h/08isis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKloMONjaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/BjIBBYxBSP4/s320/08isis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233927826852122018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tranny!!!! Supposedly. She actually supposedly appeared on the previous cycle during the homeless photoshoot. But I don't know, she looks so different. But she actually doesn't look that manly here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HANNAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKloFrqd3I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qZor4X9d3S0/s1600-h/09hannah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKloFrqd3I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/qZor4X9d3S0/s320/09hannah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233927825096603506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks like Heather. So yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;McKEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlWI-rhoI/AAAAAAAAAnI/jMGnv6w8YsQ/s1600-h/10mckey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlWI-rhoI/AAAAAAAAAnI/jMGnv6w8YsQ/s320/10mckey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233927516744025730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kinda looks like Jenah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JOSLYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlWCcKZhI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/5AbkiFEgbog/s1600-h/11joslyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlWCcKZhI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/5AbkiFEgbog/s320/11joslyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233927514988635666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She kind of looks like a cross between Anchal and Anya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlWb2yhVI/AAAAAAAAAnY/kcQryYmi_bM/s1600-h/12clark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlWb2yhVI/AAAAAAAAAnY/kcQryYmi_bM/s320/12clark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233927521811203410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though she doesn't look weird, she's actually really pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlWU2ectI/AAAAAAAAAng/CHVKXU6_-7c/s1600-h/13elina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlWU2ectI/AAAAAAAAAng/CHVKXU6_-7c/s320/13elina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233927519930839762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She looks a bit like Bree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANALEIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlWswcrYI/AAAAAAAAAno/V8POQ889q_M/s1600-h/14analeigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKlWswcrYI/AAAAAAAAAno/V8POQ889q_M/s320/14analeigh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233927526348008834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favourite!!!! She's actually really pretty and modelesque too!!! Hope she wins!!! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-4212362411236501897?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/4212362411236501897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=4212362411236501897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4212362411236501897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4212362411236501897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/antm-xxi.html' title='ANTM: XXI'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SKKmBiNyBfI/AAAAAAAAAoY/kL7nwwT1CCU/s72-c/01nikeysha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-601144836248144559</id><published>2008-08-10T19:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T19:34:09.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Will Save Your Soul</title><content type='html'>Thank God last week was over. I thought I'd be dead, but hey! I'm still alive. On the other hand, Bernie Mac isn't. Remember his show? Where he was kind of mean to his nephews and nieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to sit my ass down and study the whole day. Woke up late. Watched Olympics. Like, seriously. It's so unfair that when the Olympics end, my exams are start. Anyway, I was watching the women's cycling road race and it lasted for like, 3 freaking hours! But anyway, it was on HD, so I was just looking at the scenery. And man, they were inches from one another. I mean, if somebody were to fall, the whole group would crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand boxing. Apparently, there's this white area on your gloves and you're supposed to make it touch the person's helmet. How the hell do the judges see it? And fencing is also weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just realised that the latest episode of Project Runway was already uploaded on Youtube. Seriously, this season's crop sucks eggs! I'm sick of more than half of them! They actually eliminated the Katy Perry doppelganger, who was kind of my favourite just because she looked like Katy Perry. And then they had this faux-bitchy move about this guy who was mad at another guy because he rethreaded the machine he was about to use. Yawn. Hakim thinks that Suede is an ass for speaking in third-person. Like, you're 39! Even when he's appearing in the background not speaking, I just feel like punching him. I think it's the hair. Furthermore, I still don't have a favourite. And apparently, East African refugees are the in thing for reality shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what bugged me the most was they had to design for the Olympics Opening Ceremony where the athletes march on the track. And half of them seem to be designing for skinny people. Like, hello?! There are athletes who are humungous who weightlift and stuff. People like Amelie Mauresmo will look fugly in an off-shoulder top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the Olympics, why is a China person carrying our flag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a fucking baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: ANTM IS COMING ON SEPTEMBER 3rd!!!! YAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SJ7Rlrh9UeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/nQhmO12lEDk/s1600-h/voguetopmodel001wb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SJ7Rlrh9UeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/nQhmO12lEDk/s320/voguetopmodel001wb2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232850262321615330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yay! Just like Suede, I feel like punching Ms J. Hey! An Asian girl, and probably an Indian girl sitting down. But then again, these pre-show photos are amazingly air-brushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-601144836248144559?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/601144836248144559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=601144836248144559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/601144836248144559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/601144836248144559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-will-save-your-soul.html' title='Who Will Save Your Soul'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvexr3fQ6fg/SJ7Rlrh9UeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/nQhmO12lEDk/s72-c/voguetopmodel001wb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1180080763447297321</id><published>2008-08-07T16:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T16:42:00.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Lies</title><content type='html'>No school for me today! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 more days to exams. Bring it! I'm ready! Ok it's because I actually have only 3 papers. Heeheehee, unlike the Biotech peeps who have 5. I know, right? But then again, there's still a HTech test during the study week. I am totally going to sit my ass down and study until the end of the papers. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched this new show on Star World called The Moment Of Truth. It is the most stupidest game show ever. I mean, all you have to do is just answer 21 questions truthfully, but the huge catch is that they were actually asked beforehand more than 21 questions, and only 21 questions are chosen to be asked on the stage. So it's so obvious that the producers would chose a question he lied about to be asked on stage, which means that he's obviously not gonna win the grand prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, they're asked really personal questions about their lives. It's practically public prostitution of dignity. So it's kind of like, a game show for people who are not smarter than a 5th grader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have HD5!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't missed a single lecture. I should be rewarded or something. And last year I would constantly talk during the lecture. But now I either pay attention or just stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not stupid. I'm dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... It's finally OVER!!! It wasn't so bad, was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Migrate!!!! I love surround sound!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1180080763447297321?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1180080763447297321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1180080763447297321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1180080763447297321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1180080763447297321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/true-lies.html' title='True Lies'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5509431507911323180</id><published>2008-08-04T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:07:00.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deus Ex Machina</title><content type='html'>Haha I was reading Perez and apparently, two random not-so-famous people got into a fight at some random airport. Apparently, it's Nikki Blonsky, the fatty from Hairspray and Bianca from ANTM 9. I know... RANDOM!!! Like, the only similarity they have is that they were from a movie/show that prominently features men in drag (John Travolta and Tyrone respectively). The funny thing is that that Nikki girl and her father got arrested or something for beating Bianca up or something. Heeheehee. Whatever. I don't really like either of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just finished watching the MILF Island episode of 30 Rock. Ok, firstly, they freaking censored 'MILF', so the storyline was compromised because of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! I am going to hate tomorrow! It's gonna be the suckiest and most embarrassing moments in my entire life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5509431507911323180?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5509431507911323180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5509431507911323180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5509431507911323180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5509431507911323180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/deus-ex-machina.html' title='Deus Ex Machina'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-8710356138161755472</id><published>2008-08-02T18:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T19:00:33.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supposed Former</title><content type='html'>Heeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gMkzLHwe4-c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gMkzLHwe4-c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;autoplay=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny scene of Liz!!!! Act it out on a rainy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.20 pm: [Liz has a glass of wine while talking on the phone] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, it's Liz Lemon. This message is for the Co-op board, I guess... This is the number you gave me so I hope it's not fake. Because, you accepted my bid and I haven't heard from you. But I'm doing great! I bought a German television studio today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.55 pm: [Liz has a glass full of wine] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does everyone know you're just a bunch of liars or should I tell them myself because I know a lot of people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.14 pm: [Liz pours wine into a glass] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know what? I'm fine. Because I know who I am. You. I feel sorry for you, Co-op Board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.01 am: [Liz lies on the bathroom floor with an empty bottle of wine] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I AM GOING TO THE HOSPITAL, AND I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.03 am: [Liz opens up a new bottle of wine] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just... confused... It seems weird that you'd still be advertising the apartment after you've accepted my offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.15 am: [uses wine bottle as microphone] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...and I'm here! To remind you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.00 am: [runs on treadmill with a glass of wine in hand] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know what? I've moved on. I bought a whole bunch of apartments. I bought a black apartment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!! And these are the messages she sends to the board! Heheeheee!!! And the most hilarious part is that at 12.01, she's all crazy and stuff, and two minutes later, she's back to normal. LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have a new phone! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn Close is getting creepier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-8710356138161755472?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/8710356138161755472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=8710356138161755472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8710356138161755472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8710356138161755472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/08/supposed-former.html' title='Supposed Former'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-2967337223498804287</id><published>2008-07-29T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T00:00:38.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Requiem For A Dream</title><content type='html'>I dreamt that a certain schoolmate of mine died. Whatever. I don't like her anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, totally fucked up my speech. I exceeded by 2 long minutes! And I wasn't even done lah. Thank goodness I could do it again next week. But I have to wear formal again! Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is seriously acting up on me. It knows that I'm gonna change phones on Thursday. Yay!!! Anyway, it couldn't even survive past noon lah. And I always charge it every single freaking day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched latest episode of 30 Rock. Just give Tina Fey the Emmy. OH MY GOD I LOVED her storyline. It was about how Jack advised Liz to invest in real estate and so Liz meets like, this board of real estate people who are selling this penthouse and she's so-called "interviewed". And the funny thing is that it's like as if Liz and The Board are dating. So the next day Liz asks Jenna whether she should call The Board to ask if her application is approved. And Jenna tells her to wait. So that night Liz comes home and finds an ad for the apartment, so she kind of leaves many messages to The Board's answering machine. It's effing hillarious!!! It's like a montage of her getting drunk and telling The Board that she's doing fine. Then she sings You Oughta Know. And then at 12.01, she's lying on the bathroom floor saying, "I just ate a couple of pills and the ambulance is on its way!" Heeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funniest part was when like, a couple of days later she's walking down the street and she sees The Board (consisting of every single member) with the person who bought the apartment. Hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to like Tracy Jordan. "Unlike alcohol, coffee is addictive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New phone on Thursday! YAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-2967337223498804287?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/2967337223498804287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=2967337223498804287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2967337223498804287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2967337223498804287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/requiem-for-dream.html' title='Requiem For A Dream'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-8599250525573512018</id><published>2008-07-26T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T11:49:00.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>I hate the new buses! It's those new buses that look really cool from the outside, but when you get inside, it's disgusting. So much worse than those 53/airport buses, and you actually have to climb up a few steps to get to the back. Who the fuck made this bus? Like, seriously, did they give free pizza or something when they were testing the focus group? And really, no offense, but these buses are supposed to be "wheelchair-friendly", but come on. Have you ever seen a wheelchair-bound person taking the bus? I only saw once. Once. And that was like, years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also hate this current season of Project Runway. I currently do not have a favourite. Which is sad. I mean, practically all of them are pretty annoying, especially Suede, who refers to himself in third-person. Then there's this oversized Oompa Loompa who is so fucking annoying with his "Licious" quotes. Urgh! Just burn yourself under the sun, please! And then there's fucking Stella. She's like what Lauren would be like in 20 years. Except that even though Lauren was all step rock and roll, she actually had talent. Stella, on the other hand, is a stupid whiny bitch. On the first episode, she said that she wanted to step out of her comfort zone because she was all rock and roll and all leather and stuff. And this week, she was like, "I wanna be myself! I don't wanna do stuff I'm not comfortable with!" Urgh! I'm sorry, but this season is really really weak. Usually during the first few weeks, you kind of know who's going far, but somehow I don't see anybody going far. And the winner of the whole challenge made a hideous outfit! WTH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I hate the I Kissed A Girl remix. It features black rappers so it's so degrading and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. Guess. What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uw_u9x0_wKw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uw_u9x0_wKw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This. This fucking piece of crap! Like, Miley Cyrus totally like, murdered the song. And the Youtube comments consist of 14-year-olds saying that they prefer this version of the original. Like, WTF are you deaf or something? This girl seems to be like, screaming. Is it me, or does she always sound like she has chewing gum in her mouth? It's so annoying! And the thing that bugs me is that a 15-year-old is singing about this. Umm... No wonder the media thinks you're a slut, you idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, stop acting like Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction! I'm not in any of your tutorial classes, you asswipe! Last year I thought you were a douchebag, this year I thought you were OK, but now you're creeping me out. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I only have 3 subjects for the exams!!! Yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-8599250525573512018?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/8599250525573512018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=8599250525573512018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8599250525573512018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8599250525573512018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/rant.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-7628907408753325502</id><published>2008-07-23T19:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:41:50.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbia</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this music video!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7cSCPdLLF0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7cSCPdLLF0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So so so much better than Take A Bow. Take A Bow was just cheesy and tacky and so Ne-Yo-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I missed my first lesson this year!!! Darn it! Ok actually I did not intend to skip, because it was a tutorial quiz. And I thought that it started at 10, so I was like, confident bangun siang then get ready at my own pace. And then I get a call at 9.05 wondering where I am, and I'm like, "It's at 10, doofus." And then I realized that I was oh so wrong. And the funny thing was that at 8.30 somebody asked me the location and I actually checked the timetable. The timeslot is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end I had two choices.&lt;br /&gt;1) Rush off and take a cab (because the quiz actually starts later than 9). Cost: About $9&lt;br /&gt;2) Get MC at polyclinic, more time for preparation of quiz. Cost: $6.40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, the doctor was a huge bitch. She didn't even show any sympathy whatsoever. I mean, maybe she knew, but you know, at least pretend you care. Why do they give doctorates to people who don't give a crap? What happened to the Hippocratic Oath? If I were given a doctorate, I would totally tag along with Angelina Jolie or something and we will save the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I had to go to school. I know, right? Because I had to hand in my lab report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm off to do my projects. Urgh! It's a good thing I have no school tomorrow! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-7628907408753325502?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/7628907408753325502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=7628907408753325502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7628907408753325502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/7628907408753325502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/disturbia.html' title='Disturbia'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5571271144881876201</id><published>2008-07-21T10:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:50:15.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why So Serious?</title><content type='html'>Just had to play that song, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched The Dark Knight. It's actually really good, especially Heath Ledger. Did you know that he actually stayed in a hotel room in isolation for a month to prepare for the role?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I kind of hate the fact that like, when Batman is fighting with his bare hands against like, 6 people (with guns), the people didn't try to shoot him, but they actually attempt to fight him physically. Ummm... Guns kill people, kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that Ugly Betty isn't nominated for Best Comedy! Nooooo!!!! And Heroes isn't nominated for Best Drama. Yay! It was a crappy season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sadly ironic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5571271144881876201?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5571271144881876201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5571271144881876201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5571271144881876201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5571271144881876201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-so-serious.html' title='Why So Serious?'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-9122325222393370832</id><published>2008-07-18T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:45:00.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmy Nominations!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/60th_Primetime_Emmy_Awards"&gt;CLICK HERE!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/60th_Primetime_Emmy_Awards"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST COMEDY&lt;br /&gt;Please let 30 Rock win again!!! Or maybe The Office. I don't mind either but somehow I kind of prefer 30 Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST DRAMA&lt;br /&gt;Only watch Lost. And it's actually getting better, with all the flashforwards and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST REALITY COMPETITION SHOW&lt;br /&gt;WTH no ANTM??? I mean, come on! When there is Anya, it should've at least been nominated. Amazing Race will win again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST LEADING ACTOR - COMEDY&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Steve Carell, but after Alec Baldwin's therapy session with Tracy, he should win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST LEADING ACTOR - DRAMA&lt;br /&gt;Gil Grissom nominated? Huh. But I must admit I've not been following CSI nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR - COMEDY&lt;br /&gt;Rainn Wilson please! I'm kind of surprised that Tracy Morgan wasn't nominated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR - DRAMA&lt;br /&gt;Only know Michael Emerson from Lost. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST LEADING ACTRESS - COMEDY&lt;br /&gt;TINA FEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST LEADING ACTRESS - DRAMA&lt;br /&gt;Another CSI nomination? Huh. Weird. Anyway, Sally Field isn't even nominated? Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS - COMEDY&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!! Jane Krakowski not even nominated??? My muffin top!!! And Hilda isn't nominated too, with the season premiere? And JENNA FISCHER???? WTF!!! I hope Vanessa Williams wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS - DRAMA&lt;br /&gt;Meh don't care who wins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-9122325222393370832?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/9122325222393370832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=9122325222393370832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/9122325222393370832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/9122325222393370832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/emmy-nominations.html' title='Emmy Nominations!!'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-128990677622978944</id><published>2008-07-17T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:29:44.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't It Ironic</title><content type='html'>Please let me skip the whole of Saturday morning! It's a torment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did you know that the season premiere of Project Runway has been shown in the US? Watched it on Youtube, and for some reason, I kind of hate most of them. They're either too desperate or too untalented. OH MY GOD I totally hate the over-tanned guy who keeps on saying "Girlicious" as his catchphrase. Firstly, that's like, so step Christian. Secondly, Girlicious? Sorry, but it's already been taken.... And also, his design was fugly as hell. But the worst was the Asian guy. His design consisted of like those plastic yellow raincoats you had when you were little, except that it's white in colour. And she wore yellow rubber gloves!!! She really did look like the fisherman person from I Know What You Did Last Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh!!! Stupid hypersensitivity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-128990677622978944?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/128990677622978944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=128990677622978944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/128990677622978944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/128990677622978944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/isnt-it-ironic.html' title='Isn&apos;t It Ironic'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-450263368904217391</id><published>2008-07-15T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:04:33.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before The Devil Knows You're Dead</title><content type='html'>As Nicole Kidman in The Hours would say, I'M DYING IN THIS TOWN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will this week end? So many assignments, deadlines, project meetings. I wish I was back in like, primary school. Years 3-6 were so fun and carefree. Children are so innocent. Adults are just a big mess of problems that just keep on piling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is also paiseh day for me. I went to the toilet during tutorial and when I was walking back to the class at the corridor, I didn't see anybody in front, so I actually skipped. And then when I opened the door to my class, I looked behind and there was this guy behind me and he saw every bit of it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are so weird. And semi-disgusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-450263368904217391?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/450263368904217391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=450263368904217391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/450263368904217391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/450263368904217391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/before-devil-knows-youre-dead.html' title='Before The Devil Knows You&apos;re Dead'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-4141538535194432625</id><published>2008-07-13T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:24:08.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Next Top Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w536Alnon24&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w536Alnon24&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is seriously the best thing I've come across in a long time!!! Heeeheeeheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought a new mug!!! Bring out the confetti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I make a great procrastinator. Congratulations, Hakim. You deserve a kick in the shin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-4141538535194432625?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/4141538535194432625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=4141538535194432625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4141538535194432625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4141538535194432625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/americas-next-top-best-friend.html' title='America&apos;s Next Top Best Friend'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-1655500286403163730</id><published>2008-07-11T22:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:30:31.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancer In The Dark</title><content type='html'>I AM SO HAPPPPIEEEEEEEE!!!!!! Eeeeek!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Can't. Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now hate Saturday mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign talent.&lt;br /&gt;Breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Splicing.&lt;br /&gt;Dengue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd bet that all they had to do to get an education a thousand years ago is state that the Earth is flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go see Alicia Keys and Pussycat Dolls!!!!!!! OneRepublic, yuck! Simple Plan, yuck! Panic At The Disco, yuck! Why the hell did I have to buy my jeans two months beforehand?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-1655500286403163730?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/1655500286403163730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=1655500286403163730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1655500286403163730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/1655500286403163730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/dancer-in-dark.html' title='Dancer In The Dark'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-2485192305888587939</id><published>2008-07-10T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T19:41:11.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Liked It</title><content type='html'>Still madly in love with I Kissed A Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 hour break just now. Not once did I bother to study. Seriously somebody should slap me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Atonement. Loved the movie. Why did it not win Best Picture? And why was Juno's director nominated for Best Director but not Atonement? And why is Keira Knightley so skinny, and kind of a bad actress. And the whole thing I loved was the score. Especially the ticking sound, where it starts with one tick, then two, then three. Ok whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then watched Children Of Men. It's a movie set in 2027 (when I'm 37) and the world is in turmoil. And all women are infertile. I mean, like this could happen!!! Totally loved the cinematography! It's like, you know those Virtual Fighter arcade games where the camera turns and people are approaching you in every direction and the camera is continuous while they're actually driving away from the motorcycles and people running towards you? Yeah. Especially the scene where Julianne Moore got shot. Ok back to the movie, there's this pregnant woman who needed to be escorted out of Britain to a sanctuary so that she can give birth, but then stuff happens. Makes you think about contraceptives and stuff. And how currently people are actually trying  avoid making babies but then in the future, we can't have babies anymore, so we were kind of taking things for granted. Ok RANDOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! THE UNIMAGINABLE HAS HAPPENED!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Rumour has it that there could be a writer's strike later this year!!!! WTF is this gonna be some annual thing???? NOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also Lindsay Lohan isn't gonna release a video for Bossy. How stupid is she? And so is Coldplay for not releasing a video for Viva La Vida. And so is Rihanna for Disturbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I need to get off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-2485192305888587939?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/2485192305888587939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=2485192305888587939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2485192305888587939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/2485192305888587939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-liked-it.html' title='I Liked It'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-8409446094060314829</id><published>2008-07-07T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:47:40.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adaptation.</title><content type='html'>I ate 2 Mushroom Swisses today. I am totally gonna get a heart attack before I hit 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is gonna be a sucky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh! I totally hate it when buses are approaching a junction and the light's green. But the driver would anticipate a red light so he slows down when approaching the junction. Umm... the amber exists for a freaking reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot!!!! My memory sucks, especially my short-term memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you're pretending like as if nothing happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-8409446094060314829?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/8409446094060314829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=8409446094060314829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8409446094060314829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/8409446094060314829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/adaptation.html' title='Adaptation.'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-5039569082247737490</id><published>2008-07-05T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T18:15:09.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be Lovin' U Long Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LARvhlIrC00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LARvhlIrC00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mimi's new video! I have to admit it's a good video. Better than Bye Bye and Touch My Body. I'm just waiting for her to release I Stay In Love or Migrate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I seem to be exuding some teacher's pet aura or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Wanted totally rocks!! I was always wondering whether Angelina Jolie is attractive or not. And she is! Totally loved how she moved when she was on the train and the train went into the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I seriously need to study now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-5039569082247737490?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/5039569082247737490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=5039569082247737490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5039569082247737490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/5039569082247737490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/ill-be-lovin-u-long-time.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Lovin&apos; U Long Time'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-4047678477438209373</id><published>2008-07-02T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:23:31.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandora's Box</title><content type='html'>Oh my God I saw this woman in the bus who looked like she smeared a tubful of makeup on her face. I mean, she's not ugly, but she had such heavy electric blue eyeshadow and like, the intense red lipstick and she looked like she didn't wear any foundation. I mean, if you have a fetish for clown transvestites, you'd probably be turned on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched this movie yesterday called Maria Full Of Grace. Go watch it!! It's about this teenager, Maria, from Colombia who is desperate for money because she's pregnant and her sister is a lazy pig so Maria has to pay for her sister's son's medication and stuff. So in the end somebody offers her to be a drug mule to travel to New York for big money so she agrees. OMG it's so sad that this thing happens to teenage girls, because they actually have to swallow 60 or more of those balloons filled with drugs. And they're huge! Like silkworm cocoons. And the scary thing is that if one of the balloons break in the stomach, you're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Maria takes the offer and doesn't tell her family. In the plane she felt sick so she goes to the toilet and poops out 2 of the balloons. She was told that she has to transport all the balloons or her family gets it, so she cleans the balloons with toothpaste and actually re-swallows it! Anyway, at the customs in New York, she got held up and was interrogated. So in the end, the customs wanted to do an X-ray on her to make sure that she's not a mule. But then they found out that she's pregnant, so they let her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok why am I ranting? But anyway, in summary, the movie was so sad! But on the contrary, the actress plying Maria is sooooo pretty!!!!! Like, even prettier than Salma Hayek. Her name is Catalina Sandino Moreno and the funny thing is that I actually Image Googled her and she looks way better in the movie without make-up than on the red carpets with make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive, sounds good&lt;br /&gt;Forget, I'm not sure I could&lt;br /&gt;They say time heals everything&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm still waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will never be the same again. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm going to migrate to the bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-4047678477438209373?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/4047678477438209373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=4047678477438209373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4047678477438209373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4047678477438209373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/pandoras-box.html' title='Pandora&apos;s Box'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14979740.post-4552802851649827851</id><published>2008-07-01T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:20:19.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoophilia</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's episode of 30 Rock confirmed that I absolutely LOVE 30 Rock!!!! OH MY GOD yesterday's episode was so fucking hilarious!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Liz's storyline was soooo funny!!! Heeheeeheee! Like, she thought that her Arab neighbours were terrorists because they had maps in their apartment, and she saw them doing obstacle courses and stuff. So she called the cops in and they were arrested. So then Liz finds a tape that reads 'You work in the media, give this to the right hands.' And so she thinks that it's a terrorist tape but then when she plays it it's actually an audition tape for The Amazing Race! HAHAHAHA!!!! Like, they were doing the obstacle course to prepare for the detours and roadblocks. HAHAHA!!!! And one of the guy's name is Hakim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love about 30 Rock is the funny little things you could find. They showed the news channel and in the marquee headlines thingy, you could see "Anne Heche leaves husband for pony". HAHAHAHHAHAHA OH MY GOD!!!! I was laughing for 5 minutes straight!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh 30 Rock, will you take this ring. And sell it at a Jewish pawn shop and get us a Nintendo Wii?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Yes, a thousand times yes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched the Seinfeld episode online. Heeheehee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I close my one good eye, you look just like Courtney Cox."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've planned my life, but it's a bit jumbled up. I'm going to buy a wedding dress, then I'm going to have a baby, and then I'm going to die, and then I'm going to meet a super cute guy in heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeheeeheee. Ok I sound like a broken record player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of chicken already. Urgh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14979740-4552802851649827851?l=jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/feeds/4552802851649827851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14979740&amp;postID=4552802851649827851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4552802851649827851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14979740/posts/default/4552802851649827851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jagged-little-pills.blogspot.com/2008/07/zoophilia.html' title='Zoophilia'/><author><name>Hakim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
