<?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-1547361879921533592</id><updated>2011-11-29T15:45:56.355+11:00</updated><category term='Books I&apos;ve Read'/><category term='rants and shit.'/><title type='text'>fizzle-pop-crackle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/'/><link 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developed an attachment to a glass bottle about the size of my palm. this is really weird, but it calms me down. i am probably just really... yeah. crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-4425217743489328048?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4425217743489328048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=4425217743489328048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/4425217743489328048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-1756562359383514822?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1756562359383514822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=1756562359383514822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1756562359383514822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1756562359383514822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-got-nominated-for-art-express.html' title='I GOT NOMINATED FOR 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/&gt;than that woman’s voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking hell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-990701448180125374?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/990701448180125374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=990701448180125374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/990701448180125374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/990701448180125374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T7uMse94_ao/TrTv1XFJk9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/dNh5p76Im7c/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671421530774016978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know it's just us in a line, but the others weren't looking at the same camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and here's a group one. because i love this photo. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296840_251730934862647_100000772284059_626307_794602936_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; 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href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/11/tbh-i-just-wanted-to-post-this-picture.html' title='tbh i just wanted to post this picture somewhere... :)'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T7uMse94_ao/TrTv1XFJk9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/dNh5p76Im7c/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-8656197521958720309</id><published>2011-11-04T19:22:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T20:11:42.847+11:00</updated><title type='text'>lia's introduction to the crazy world of Doctor Who</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr18gocALc1qe3kfyo1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 200px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr18gocALc1qe3kfyo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so today, i am here to introduce you to the wonderful world of... that's right! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;DOCTOR WHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay so most of you probably already know of or have heard of the show from me. but unlike me, most of you do not watch it. and i'm here to simply tell why Doctor Who is one of the best t.v. series EVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;: : BASIC SUMMARY : :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the story revolves around an alien (the Doctor) who's a Time Lord. he travels through time and space in his 'space ship' the TARDIS (which stands for &lt;i&gt;Time And Relative Dimensions In Space&lt;/i&gt;) which looks like a blue police box from Britain in the 1960s. if you don't know what it looks like, just look at the pretty moving gif above. that's the TARDIS. also, it's bigger on the inside. MUCH bigger. i'm talking about the fact that the TARDIS has its own pool, stables and a library, plus a giant wardrobe. yeaaaap. bet you wanna live there now. because heck, i know i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;now the Doctor being a Time Lord has the ability to 'regenerate' every time he comes close to death. this means that there have been 11 different actors playing the Doctor to date - current one begin Matt Smith, (aka the attractive Rectangle with Hair). the Doctor goes around the universe saving Earth and etc other civilisations from disaster and her does it with his companion(s). the current companions are Amy Pond, played by Karen Gillan (aka Miss I-make-paparazzi-photos-look-like-photoshoots) and Rory Williams played by Arthur Darvill (aka Roranicus BAMFicus).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltbsh5CA2l1qa1id2o1_r2_250.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltbsh5CA2l1qa1id2o2_r3_250.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltbsh5CA2l1qa1id2o3_r4_250.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amy and Rory, and the Eleventh Doctor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and what exactly does the Doctor save humanity from? namely other aliens and monsters who try to destroy Earth, take over Earth, enslave the inhabitants of Earth, the usual. the two most recurring monsters in the series are the Daleks (the salt-and-pepper-shaker-look-alikes) and the Cybermen (silver C-3P0 look-alikes). they seem to be the ones who really just don't get along with the rest of the universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loqza5X43K1qa601io3_250.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loqza5X43K1qa601io4_250.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and as you can see, they don't get along with each other either.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and then they are joined by the Master, who is another Time Lord who is hell bent on destroying humanity as well as the Doctor, for some reason. the Master and the Doctor are the last two surviving Time Lords, since everyone else was killed during the Time War with the Daleks. then theres this massive complex thing where the Master's actually crazy becuase the other Time Lords had implated a drumming beat into his head and that's why he's mental and wants to take over the world... but you'll just have to watch it because i suck at explaining this. anyway, the Master turns up every now and then, and he hasn't shown up since Tennant, so who knows? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lty5wzVzFI1qb93t3.gif" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lty5xbz6qg1qb93t3.gif" /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;um... sorry. nup.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and then of course, you get the not so frequent monsters on this show who scare the shit out of me. one of these particular monsters is called the Weeping Angels. because those shit gave me nightmares. while some of the monsters on this show are just plain silly, you always gets monsters which honestly makes you think twice before closing the lights to go to bed at night. like these. so why are these things so scary? i mean. they just look like harmless stone angel statues, right? basically, The Weeping Angels had a unique and nearly-perfect defence mechanism: quantum-locking, which caused them to turn into stone when being seen by any other living organism. and of course, stone can't kill you. but then you look away. you &lt;i&gt;blink&lt;/i&gt;... and you're gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljjjipm9Iu1qa6ql2o1_500.gif" /&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;i&gt;JESUS HOLY MOTHER, SHIT FUCK RUUUUNNN!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but seriously, all that aside, Doctor Who is simply one of the most entertaining shows ever. the scripts are always witty and hilarious, and while sometimes the plots are cheesy or cliched, it doesn't matter because the better episodes make it all owrth it. so you guys should just totally go and watch the New Series, (series one to five, starting with the Ninth Doctor) right now. because it's really just amazing. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-8656197521958720309?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/8656197521958720309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=8656197521958720309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/8656197521958720309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/8656197521958720309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/11/lias-introduction-to-crazy-world-of.html' title='lia&apos;s introduction to the crazy world of Doctor Who'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-7633283385290502898</id><published>2011-11-03T21:05:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T21:10:01.997+11:00</updated><title type='text'>so i have a weakness for victorian/romanesque buildings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but seriously guys. can you blame me? i found this one online, and i fell in love.&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 href="http://oldhousedreams.com/2011/08/31/1890-romanesque-yonkers-ny-mona-lisa-smile-6-25m/"&gt;http://oldhousedreams.com/2011/08/31/1890-romanesque-yonkers-ny-mona-lisa-smile-6-25m/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JUST LOOK AT IT. FOR CHRIST SAKE. now if only i had $6 million...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 350px;" src="http://oldhousedreams.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/170shonnard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 350px;" src="http://oldhousedreams.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/170shonnard2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://oldhousedreams.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/170shonnard25.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 350px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want this house so badly you would not believe... ;___;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1547361879921533592-7633283385290502898?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/7633283385290502898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=7633283385290502898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/7633283385290502898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/7633283385290502898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-i-have-weakness-for.html' title='so i have a weakness for victorian/romanesque buildings...'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-4505314128609040342</id><published>2011-10-31T21:43:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:45:52.665+11:00</updated><title type='text'>YAAAAAAAAAYYYYY</title><content type='html'>so i'm totally ready to make a new start online. i've left my dA account, and you would not beleive how much of a relief it is without the pressure of having to write good stuff all the time just so people can lap it up. it's ridiculous, but there's a part of me that really hates being popular online. it's such a chore and commitment and it just loses its appeal after a while. this way, i can finally rest and write about stuff i want to write. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another note: I'VE ONLY GOT ONE MORE EXAM TO GO. THAT'S RIGHT BITCHES. ONE. MORE. HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA. yeah. whatever i know i'm not done yet but I'M SO CLOSE OMFG I CAN TASTE THE FREEDOOOMMMM~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yes, i think i'll return to using this blog again. wish me luck in updating regularly. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-4505314128609040342?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4505314128609040342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=4505314128609040342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;FUCK&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 69px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;IT'S PAPER ONE&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6437646915063208679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=6437646915063208679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6437646915063208679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6437646915063208679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/10/fuck-its-paper-1-tomorrow-fuck-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-560882829263404867</id><published>2011-10-10T18:43:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T18:49:16.721+11:00</updated><title type='text'>so i wasted more time but at least this is useful...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://happily-healthy.com.au/get-your-hhq/#.TpKh385kDzE.blogger"&gt;Nestlé - Happily Healthy Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;click on the above and DO EET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happily-healthy.com.au/test-results?ha3+dq2+dw2+ex1+sm2+al2+sp3+si1+st1&amp;amp;hhq=66"&gt;http://www.happily-healthy.com.au/test-results?ha3+dq2+dw2+ex1+sm2+al2+sp3+si1+st1&amp;amp;hhq=66&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i got a 66, which is apparently better than most of the people in the state!! HOORRAAYYY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone should take this, especially during now. it might be a good thing to see how healthy and fit/ happy you are! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iunno, it's just an indicator, and i guess it gives me some more motivation to fix up my diet and sleep patterns... xDD&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/1547361879921533592-560882829263404867?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/560882829263404867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=560882829263404867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/560882829263404867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/560882829263404867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-i-wasted-more-time-but-at-least-this.html' title='so i wasted more time but at least this is useful...?'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6636761340849888188</id><published>2011-09-24T15:11:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T15:32:57.244+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ding dong</title><content type='html'>oh dear, i haven't updated this in EONS, have i? sorry guys. :D&lt;div&gt;i've been too busy on tumblr, you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yes, general cap of everything so far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i've graduated. that's fucking terrifying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i've got a shit load of stuff to revise, and i think i'm gonna fail the hsc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm not even kidding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;at least i know enough of &lt;i&gt;hamlet &lt;/i&gt;to wing a 16/20 in the trials.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm going to go on a diet. really.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FORMAL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HSC.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HIGHER STRESS CONCENTRATION.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and i don't even know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i doubt i'll be updating this frequently at all, but you're wlecome to still creep/stalk if you like. :)&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/1547361879921533592-6636761340849888188?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6636761340849888188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=6636761340849888188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6636761340849888188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6636761340849888188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/09/ding-dong.html' title='ding dong'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-4603272045652631517</id><published>2011-08-04T15:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T15:53:57.854+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yzGUC52XU2Q/Tjoz2NEasRI/AAAAAAAAAeg/TeC6940pgcI/s1600/bowieism.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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LOL literally i think. when snape died, it felt like my heart was being ripped into ten billion little shreds. i don't care if you think i'm nuts, but watching him die in front of my eyes so brutally was worse than anything i imagined when reading the books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another note: david bowie. this man is currently taking over my life. he is gorgeous, flawless, and perfect in every single possible way. i am not insane. i repeat. i. am. not. insane. his music is getting me through my stress. i'm not even kidding. i downloaded a shitload of his songs, and &lt;b&gt;i haven't listened to a single thing aside from bowie for the past seven days.&lt;/b&gt; it's probably induced by post potter depression - my soul latched onto the closest thing it could find and feed off it. in the best way possible of course. it's probably just a phase. a big minor phase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course, chocolate. i'm gonna need to exercise so much after hsc. WEIGHT GAIN IS SHIT. chocolate is terrible, but it helps me feel better so i've been pretty much living off it for the past few weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-8300704884799895194?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/8300704884799895194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=8300704884799895194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/8300704884799895194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/8300704884799895194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/07/ground-control-to-major-tom.html' title='ground control to major tom'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-3564767042067023886</id><published>2011-06-25T11:58:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T11:59:41.014+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not fat, am i?&lt;div&gt;why does everyone say i am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can;t help it, i've got a slightly bigger build, but that doesn't mean people can just call me fat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M NOT FAT I'M NOT I'M NOT I'M NOT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-3564767042067023886?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3564767042067023886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=3564767042067023886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3564767042067023886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3564767042067023886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-not-fat-am-i-why-does-everyone-say-i.html' title=''/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-3574567882225042209</id><published>2011-06-12T01:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T01:12:01.428+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am scared.&lt;div&gt;i don't think i've ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, that's not right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but at the same time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;godgodohgod...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sosomuch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm really scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-3574567882225042209?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3574567882225042209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=3574567882225042209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3574567882225042209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3574567882225042209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-1548830033633530566</id><published>2011-05-19T19:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T19:19:14.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'>akjhsgfsjdf</title><content type='html'>i should just go somewhere and be a hermit and live away from people and society. agfdkfgjadfl.&lt;div&gt;i'm not made out for high-stress tolerance or high-people tolerance. i need a cave, or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to just go and curl up in and like, i dunno, fucking hibernate for a few months... or years. y'know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='akjhsgfsjdf'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-2945823240323040349</id><published>2011-05-09T22:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:45:00.559+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT HAS BEEN SEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CANNOT BE UNSEEN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;damn it. now i can't get the freudian view of hamlet out of my brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;literally. my mind is screaming 'HE WANTED TO SHAG HIS MUM'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, so i'm feeling a bit deranged. erm... yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we're doing the closet scene tomorrow in english. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want to play hamlet. again. as always, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it makes me so happy. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...except now i've got THAT ^ stuck in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ohhhh... great... this is gonna be fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhteayCL0p1qelxclo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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SEEN'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-1680642886639406396</id><published>2011-04-29T18:07:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T18:10:33.445+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hsc timetable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="1" cellpadding="0" style="mso-cellspacing:1.5pt;  mso-yfti-tbllook:1184;mso-padding-alt:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:0;mso-yfti-firstrow:yes"&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;English (Advanced)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Written Examination Paper 1: Area of Study&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;18/10/2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;09:20&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:1"&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;English (Advanced)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Written Examination Paper 2: Modules&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;19/10/2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;09:25&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:2"&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Mathematics&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Written Examination&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;24/10/2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;09:25&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:3"&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Ancient History&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Written Examination&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;27/10/2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;09:25&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:4"&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Biology&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Written Examination&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;28/10/2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;09:25&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:5"&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;English Ext 1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:  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style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;History Ext&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Written Examination&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;03/11/2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;13:55&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:7;mso-yfti-lastrow:yes;height:3.3pt"&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt;height:3.3pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Visual Arts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt;height:3.3pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Written Examination:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;Art Criticism and Art   History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt;height:3.3pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;09/11/2011&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding:3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt 3.75pt;height:3.3pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:   normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;   mso-fareast-language:EN-AU"&gt;09:25&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh fuck. this is actually happening now. FFFFFFFFFFF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'M DOING THE FUCKING HSC AND I'M GONNA DIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*crosses fingers and prays to ATAR fairy*&lt;/i&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/1547361879921533592-1680642886639406396?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1680642886639406396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=1680642886639406396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1680642886639406396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1680642886639406396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/04/hsc-timetable_7731.html' title='hsc timetable'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6278806152635638669</id><published>2011-04-27T17:22:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:54:21.859+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL IS NOT TOMORROW. </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so yeah just shoot me now. eurgh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;great, waking up early to get on trains agaddjfhdgkjalda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on another note, i made the star locket theme my text notification.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, the star locket from sailor moon. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which is bad because i listen to all of it now before i reply to the text. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stayed up last night to watch sailor moon again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bad girl, i am. eurgh, so dead this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it was worth it. at least i think so haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkalnzvGkB1qbdycho1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;watched nephrite's death scene again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and proceeded to brawl my eyes out at 1am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'd forgotten why i had a crush on nephrite before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now i remember and ajshkagjaf I HATED THAT ZOICITE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...how many of you guys watch sailor moon btw?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; i think only elena would really get why i'm like this over it lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey, he was hot. for an anime character. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-6278806152635638669?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-945515985695327295</id><published>2011-04-21T20:03:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:21:31.862+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went shopping today with ness, bree and maddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;brought a pair of these gorgeous shoes from temt for $20:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shoewawa.com/wallis%20lace%20up%20shoe%20boot.jpg" /&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;aren't they gorgeous? :33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i literally drooled when i first saw them... hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;annnnd got a black/white dress from there too. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a bird cage necklace:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nC3pdAOSBog/SZc1yborJjI/AAAAAAAAEDc/6lFAozLPt4Y/s400/silver%2Bbirdcage%2Bnecklace" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahahahah okay so i should've been working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh well, i need distractions like these to keep me going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-945515985695327295?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/945515985695327295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, maybe i'm just too romantic to be a guy but if i was, i'd make sure the girl i'm with is THE luckiest person alive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-1884921350880964258?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1884921350880964258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=1884921350880964258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1884921350880964258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljbrlk62Lz1qhzbwzo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEFYING HITLER: &lt;/b&gt;LIKE A BOSS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-7674973629191544178?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/7674973629191544178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=7674973629191544178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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anyways. so i've probably just suddenly caught a bad bug which addled my brains, but i have a weird compulsion to write letters to... WAIT FOR IT... my. future. husband. I'M CRAZY RIGHT? don't answer that, i know i'm crazy. i dunno, i just had a thought. like, i'll start writing to him now, and when i finally get married, i'll give them to him in a totally romantic manner hahahhahahaha... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...holy fuck i'm deranged. =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;so er, what do you guys think...????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-2938014014010315331?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2938014014010315331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=2938014014010315331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2938014014010315331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2938014014010315331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-ho-this-is-going-to-sound-nuts.html' title='oh ho, this is going to sound NUTS.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-5295811335886517327</id><published>2011-04-13T16:56:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:40:03.417+10:00</updated><title type='text'>in which lia is bored and writes something retarded.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;prompt 128.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I see you let yourself go there." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie whipped around at the voice, his hand still clasped around the bright pink hippo with a ridiculously large mouth and bright green tail. His own mouth seemed to form itself into a caricature of the toy as he stared at the woman in front of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey," she offered as a greeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Er, wow... er, hey Jan..." his awkward mumblings trailed off as he looked around surreptitiously for his wife. He couldn't see the tell-tale red ribbon bobbing around above the shelves, so he grudgingly turned his attention back to his present conversation. Jan just cocked her head, gaze fixed on the garish item in his grasp. Charlie, noticing this, dropped it quickly back into the display basket, wiping his hand on his jeans furiously as if to rid himself of the horror of holding such a thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"New baby, huh?" she grinned. He shifted uncomfortably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Er... yeah, I guess..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Funny about that," she said absently, picking up the offensive toy, surveying it closely, "I do recall you telling me that... oh, what was it again? 'I'm not the marrying type'?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie could feel a flush rising to his cheeks. He cleared his throat rather loudly. &lt;i&gt;Where was Amy when you need her? &lt;/i&gt;He did NOT need to deal with an ex right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well, you see, er, things have changed since then."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yes, I noticed." Her eyebrow quirked up in a mocking gaze. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well, nice talking to you again," she said after it became apparent that Charlie was not wiling to make any further remarks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We should catch up again later. Tell me what you name the baby." With that, she walked away. Charlie stared after her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey sweetheart," Amy walked up and placed a hand on her husband's arm. "Who was that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie shrugged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No one of importance," he muttered.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(prompt: What happens when a man bumps into his ex-girlfriend while shopping for baby toys with his wife? he once said that he 'wasn't the marrying type'.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i jsut washed down my cough medicine with a glass of jack daniels and coke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;am feling vaguely light headrd and giggly so yeah hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone told me that my singin sucks today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i told them that my ass singing probably still sonds betetr than their voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-5295811335886517327?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5295811335886517327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=5295811335886517327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i got a haircut today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is what i hoped i'd look like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgth4vQiQc1qaq2dt.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 431px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgth4vQiQc1qaq2dt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is what i actually look like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgth8no0xB1qaq2dt.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgth8no0xB1qaq2dt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay okay, so it wasn't actually THAT bad. or maybe it is. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahah but yes. i hate haircuts, honestly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but still. my head feels so much lighter, it's very weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it;s like.. i used to have a cat sitting on my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now someone's gone and removed the cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my head feels weird and incomplete without it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;weird analogy, but whatever. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6308582402037730945</id><published>2011-04-05T21:05:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:12:56.572+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i cannot wait for the holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by the way, i need to vaguely know - who still reads this blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;should i bother updating at all really? xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if not, i'll just permanently move my blog onto tumblr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so leave a comment in the ask if you actually stalk this blog. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's something that's been bugging me lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i can't for the life of me remember what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh well, i'm sure it'll come to me eventually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my day? fairly normal/uneventful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;choir, then nsgb brekkie (scones were delish!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anzac day assembly, madgers got a haircut (looks bad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bio, learnt more about blood types and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;recess, senior challenge meeting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMFG SENIOR CHALLENGE HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wish me luck for tomorrow. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then ancient, read up on caesar's death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then lunch, acapella wasn't on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so just sat in music rooms and gossiped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS; I LOVE HAMLETTTTTTT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1547361879921533592-6308582402037730945?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6308582402037730945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=6308582402037730945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6308582402037730945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6308582402037730945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/04/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-5657532749731144298</id><published>2011-04-03T21:59:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:00:45.473+10:00</updated><title type='text'>so like</title><content type='html'>the same dickhead who told me he missed me decided to toy with my feelings once again and kiss me on the bus. fuck him. fuck him so much fucking hell. i actually want to kill him. and i hate myself right now for not being strong/reasonable enough to stop him from doing it. i hate this whole thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-5657532749731144298?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5657532749731144298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=5657532749731144298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5657532749731144298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;THAT IS ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-7689592211908023066?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/7689592211908023066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=7689592211908023066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/7689592211908023066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/7689592211908023066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;but apart from that, today was actually really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i brainstormed essay thesis's with ness during free.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so hopefully, i'll get one soon. otherwise, i'm so faaarrrked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reading the letter to myself was really...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;asfjafjkafaj;d;a making. hahah, everyone saw me and was like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"DDD: let me take that away from you..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they probs all thought i had written a whole heap about trist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now i'm crying because of that. xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my intuitive one year younger self had enough sense to not mention him much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank god for that, right? hahaha. xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm so looking forward to the holidays...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i have to go to school on FIVE DAYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FIVE. FREAKING. DAYS.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ASFHGHJL;DK'LAHGJSG;AHWTFFFF?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 days for art, 2 days for ext hist and one for ancient hist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i swear that's like over kill. another school week technically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF. &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he told me he missed me a lot today on the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i told him that he's a dickhead. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-6569675252249707704?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-7000446644905475371</id><published>2011-03-20T14:01:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T14:06:33.973+11:00</updated><title type='text'>update? xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wooow... it's been a while since i've blogged here, haven't i? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but yeah, i'm mainly posting things on my tumblr now, but i guess no blog entries technically, just pretty pretty pictures of ben barnes. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life so far has been... not that great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it still hurts when i think of him, but i'm getting over it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;slowly. very slowly. but i'm getting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;erm, i don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've been keeping myself busy with random things to do, so it's helping. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;exams are all over, but there's still shit loads of hw/assignments so ahha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BTW: &lt;b&gt;DOCTOR ZHIVAGO THE MUSICAL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;omfg the music is&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; GORGEOUS.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i feel like it'll be one of those epic musicals like les mis or poto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seriously guys. listen to this song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just ignore me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg4wktABo41qcv83j.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 180px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg4wktABo41qcv83j.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgcbre0r5j1qe3ni6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 268px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgcbre0r5j1qe3ni6.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6220066139785031431</id><published>2011-02-07T19:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T19:45:11.538+11:00</updated><title type='text'>haiii again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i finally got my computer back! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOORAAAYYY! cheer with me peeps. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but yeah, apart from that, life has been the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as usual. i feel so mundane every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i haven't taken the afternoon train in AAGGGEESSS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because monday everyone's leaving at different times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and tuesday, i pretty much just take bus home, yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wednesday, afternoon class so i take train alone pretty much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the thursday and friday, i generally take bus back now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wow... feels so weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i kinda almost hate all my subjects right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is really baaaad. i mean, not hate hate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i don't fully enjoy anything anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;asddjahgdasdfgh which sucks shit. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but yeah hopefully i won't die in this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pray for me, everyone. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll blog again soon...ish. i hope. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-6220066139785031431?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6220066139785031431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=6220066139785031431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6220066139785031431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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really like in my bed... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfrewl44Qy1qelxclo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 284px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfrewl44Qy1qelxclo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfjffzFSZV1qavqifo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 222px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfjffzFSZV1qavqifo1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5327919724769480411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-fucking-finished-ext-english-and-now.html' title='I FUCKING FINISHED EXT ENGLISH AND NOW I&apos;M GOING TO GO WATCH MISFITS AS A REWARD.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-2537983923706024885</id><published>2011-01-25T10:31:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T10:35:21.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hnng...</title><content type='html'>so another update is needed...wow. i dunno what much to write. &lt;div&gt;tutoring today in like 15 mins... for maths of course...eurgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but guess what? i'm going to an english tutoring place at eastwood, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i saw Jko there HAHAH. and a bunch of ruse girls who i don't know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;annnd a guy called aaron kwok from nsb. so glad to have someone who i can talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rusies all glared at me when i walked in... it made me feel intimidated... )=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dunno if i'm continuing with it or not, but yeah... if i do, i'll have no days off! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i want at least one day off where i don't worry about stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='hnng...'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-8554799937935436357</id><published>2011-01-15T13:06:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T13:28:36.885+11:00</updated><title type='text'>update...?</title><content type='html'>geez, sorry everyone i haven't blogged in what seems like EONS. how's everyone been? i've just been dodgily busy and screwed up for the past week. it's not doing well for my self esteem or my work load. eurgh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so holidays up the coast was actually a lot of fun!  i managed to buy myself a replica of the Elder Wand (the one that Dumbledore had), got a massive tan around my neck area and got punched in the face by a blonde surfer boy with anger management problems. my cheek kept hurting after two days. but apart from that, it was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was planning on doing the 50 books challenge thingy, but tbh i don't even know if i have to keep a record because i've already finished 10 this month and it just seems stupid if i'm done 6 months earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life recently has been fucking rocky. for those who've had to deal with me breaking down over the phone, i'm sorry. it hasn't been easy, and i fee that i may be overreacting sometimes, but then i rethink about it and i'm actually not. sometimes i do wonder if it's worth it, but then i realise of course it is. but it doesn't make it suck any less.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i'll write more when i bother...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;voldemort out, bitches. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDIT: MUST DO THIS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 1: What is your House?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much i want slytherin, it'll probs be gryffindor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2: What is your favorite class?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTIONS RAWR. or charms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3: Who is your favorite professor?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....duuuuuh. PROFESSOR SEVERUS SNAPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 4: What is your patronus?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably a really cute dog of a sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 5: What is your boggart?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a clown or dead people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 6: What is your least favorite class?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history of magic if it's taught by binns. god i can picture the dryness of his voice sucking out any sort of moisture and fun out of the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 7: Who is your least favorite professor?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umbridge, if you could call her a 'professor'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 8: What do you REALLY think of Ron Weasley?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. i don't like him much in the books. i think he's just kinda stupid and pathetic. in the movies he's alright though. rupert grint is so cute. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 9: What is your favorite book in the series?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half blood prince, duh. i mean, seriously. snape sitting there like a boss, taunting bellatrix while drinking elf made wine? FUCKYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 10: What is your chosen Deathly Hallow?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invisibility cloak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 11: If you made horcruxes, what would they be and how many?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err....see, if i ever did, i'd probably do the same as voldemeort. seven, the most powerful number, and because i like the number seven anyway. what would they be... erm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- my current diamond ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- westley (my teddy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- my poto snow globe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that's all i can think of LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 12: What is your favorite magical creature?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thestrals? or snickets. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 13: Which Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was the best?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNAPE SNAPE SNAPEEEEE DUUUH. and then mad eye and then lupin. but those two sorta tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 14: What is your signature spell?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea... levicorpus? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 15: Would you have joined Dumbledore’s Army?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1547361879921533592-8554799937935436357?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/8554799937935436357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=8554799937935436357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;i need to yell it to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEVERUS SNAPE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-36575623705839383?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/36575623705839383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=36575623705839383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/36575623705839383'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TRrcZC3myaI/AAAAAAAAAds/yfG_G1hS3To/s1600/thats_what_she_said0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TRrcZC3myaI/AAAAAAAAAds/yfG_G1hS3To/s400/thats_what_she_said0.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555995413139868066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I CANNOT EVEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1547361879921533592-265068405194316882?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TRrcZC3myaI/AAAAAAAAAds/yfG_G1hS3To/s72-c/thats_what_she_said0.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-1327868804818051682</id><published>2010-12-25T11:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T11:31:10.777+11:00</updated><title type='text'>here's a tree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;★&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;☼☼&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*•♥•*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*♥♀♂♥*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*♥•►◄••♥*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*♥☺▬♥▬☺♥*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*♥•♥▬#♠♥▬♥*♥*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*♥♫♥▬♫♥ ♥♫▬♥♫*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*♥☺♥☺♥♫*♣♥♫♥☺♥♥*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*♥♥♣♫♥♣♥☺♥♫♥☺♥♫♣♥♥*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*♥♥☺♣♥♫♥♫  ♥☺♥♫ ♥♣☺♥♥*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.▓█&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.▓█&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.๑۩۞۩๑ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY XMAS EVERYONE!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-1327868804818051682?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1327868804818051682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-7902257206901751020</id><published>2010-12-24T18:24:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T18:37:59.298+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm rereading harry potter fanfics because i'm that bored. xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's so fun pretending you're a wizard or witch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've decided that if i was a animagus, i would be a cat of some sort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;preferably this one, hehe: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dunningrb.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/cat.jpg" /&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;and my patronus would be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm. this is a hard one. iunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i keep thinking it'll be a dog or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;either a dog or horse or a bird of some sort. xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-7902257206901751020?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/7902257206901751020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=7902257206901751020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/7902257206901751020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/7902257206901751020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/12/bored.html' title='bored...'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6489777390999266319</id><published>2010-12-22T20:41:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:43:01.900+11:00</updated><title type='text'>alex reads twilight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbj961gbE71qa5ff2o1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 563px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbj961gbE71qa5ff2o1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YdSoeBQuE08"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YdSoeBQuE08"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YdSoeBQuE08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...everyone should watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this boy is amazing. A836F^%DGF^&amp;amp;AF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-6489777390999266319?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6489777390999266319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=6489777390999266319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6489777390999266319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6489777390999266319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/12/alex-reads-twilight.html' title='alex reads twilight.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-552792017024405214</id><published>2010-12-20T22:09:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T22:15:46.741+11:00</updated><title type='text'>photoshopzzz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TQ85lv0-jVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/rTxnDaR5hBM/s1600/formaloutfit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TQ85lv0-jVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/rTxnDaR5hBM/s400/formaloutfit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552720186227723602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spent about half an hour making the above because i got bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;formal outfit for next year! early planning is good. (y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the black dress my mum got me for around $15, bargain! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now to get the rest of the accessories, haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really really &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;want those suede pumps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they look amazingly gorgeous. *spazz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also, i feel bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyone else want me to make something like the above for them? :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-552792017024405214?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/552792017024405214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=552792017024405214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/552792017024405214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/552792017024405214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/12/photoshopzzz.html' title='photoshopzzz.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TQ85lv0-jVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/rTxnDaR5hBM/s72-c/formaloutfit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-5090430223649477044</id><published>2010-12-18T17:48:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T18:05:56.600+11:00</updated><title type='text'>some random quiz i snagged off allie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;When you're feeling down, what music cheers you up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't know actually. see, i'm one of those retarded lunatics who, when they're sad, puts iTunes on repeat on my hard-rock-emo-punk-metal playlist and then lie on my bed and wallow in my sadness/angst/anger. soooo generally: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy&lt;/i&gt; = up beat cheerful happy sappy songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;angry&lt;/i&gt; = death metal/avantgarde shizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sad&lt;/i&gt; = emo/depressing/my-life-sucks-so-much songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you believe everything happens for a reason? Why or why not?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eh....it depends. i don't think EVERYTHING happens for a reason. i mean, if you were born into a third-world-country and you got shot because of some riot in the streets, was that 'supposed' to happen? was there any reason for you getting shot? tbh, i don't believe in the whole 'fate' thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to assume this is for romantic love only. it really depends  on your point of view, i guess. for me, what with my utter inability to think about anything without attaching to it my not-so-inner romantic-ness, i would say it's definitely better to have loved and lost than to not have loved at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then there's the argument that if you've never loved, then you wouldn't know what you're missing out on anyway, and you'd be perfectly happy in your non-romantic world and it really wouldn't hinder you at all. so really, it's hard to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could live forever, would you? Why or why not?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not unless everyone else could live forever too and there's about 50 planets that humans can inhabit (because if assuming we're still going to have kids then overpopulation would suck so much shit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If there were no consequences, what's the most evil thing you would do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blow up USA? :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jokes. but then again, if nothing had any consequences, then why wouldn't you do them? lets say smoking didn't cause cancer and early death. then what's stopping you from smoking? no side effects? it'll just be like...iunno, drawing. so if there were no consequences to anything, then i'd do everything. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;List three things you want to accomplish before 2011. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm... dude, there's like....what, two weeks left? aiyaiyai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;draw a full picture with a background and lots of people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tell tristan that he is an arsehole, but i still love him anyway. (that's easily done)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a new sketchpad/stationary. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever considered becoming a vegetarian? Why or why not? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have, but i love meat too much to give it up. i mean, i'm the type of person who *should* be a vego. i hate seeing dead carcasses of pigs and etc being carried every morning to our butchers. i can't stand the sight of dead fish and i can't walk into a butchers without wanting to throw up. but yet here i am, still eating meat. it's easy to distance myself if they don't look like a dead animal i guess, but idunno. so yeah. i doubt i'll ever become vego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's the most important thing you're putting off?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm... i have no idea. studying for hsc? that's about it i think...lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you define the word "friend?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone who i trust and can have fun around. someone who doesn't make me feel shit about myself. someone who i don't constantly feel annoyed when i'm around them. iunno. a lot of things. they have to be a nice person, not arrogant or disdainful, not commanding or expectant. i really just can't stand people like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-5090430223649477044?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5090430223649477044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=5090430223649477044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5090430223649477044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5090430223649477044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/12/some-random-quiz-i-snagged-off-allie.html' title='some random quiz i snagged off allie.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-7361016407549238183</id><published>2010-12-16T23:56:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:15:22.570+11:00</updated><title type='text'>pooey.</title><content type='html'>so today, i received an anonymous comment in my inbox on tumblr. and this is what it said:&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;bitch. you care about ur and ur bfs feelings over everyone elses.&lt;/blockquote&gt;this had me mildly surprised and vaguely concern for whoever it was that posted this comment. see, by my own judgement i really could be a lot lot worse when i talk/do whatever with my tristan. i don't think i've ditched everyone to go off somewhere with him at last minute if we've made plans before. buuuuut clearly, this above person thinks otherwise. not, you peeps have the responsibility of telling whether or not i am this bad, because i don't think so, but my judgement is impaired. either way, tell me if i'm going too afar. i'd rather not be called a bitch. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was wasted, like usual. i woke up at 1pm, hahaha. so much thumbs up for sleeping in. and idunno, just stuff in general happened. fb, dA, tumblr, etc. normal day. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;found out that nsg came second this year for hsc. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOORAY! now if only our grade and keep that up/beat ruse... though it's unlikely, but oh well. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something interesting that happened to me today: i bird slammed into my back when i was outside. o_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no idea what it was doing; it was fine though, don't worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-7361016407549238183?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/7361016407549238183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=7361016407549238183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/7361016407549238183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/7361016407549238183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/12/pooey.html' title='pooey.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-2807926631446686641</id><published>2010-12-13T19:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:22:41.390+11:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;today was ridiculously fun for a education trip to usyd's fisher library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god, that library is massive. i want to live there. it's freaking amazing. *drools*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;he promised he'd call tomorrow. if he doesn't, i'm going to cry. a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-2807926631446686641?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2807926631446686641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=2807926631446686641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2807926631446686641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2807926631446686641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-4177444695975627954</id><published>2010-12-10T19:54:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T21:03:54.491+11:00</updated><title type='text'>let's talk about sex~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xbb.xanga.com/566f91f118635268198701/b213935598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 450px;" src="http://xbb.xanga.com/566f91f118635268198701/b213935598.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahah...this picture makes me laugh every single time i see it. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so today we had crossroads again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sex ed this time however. it was bloody hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i actually scared the crossroads lady when i answered pretty much everything she asked to the rest of the group. it was kinda awkward in an funny way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she started off with a pop quiz, and split us into two groups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got points depending on the amount of questions we got right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha... everytime she asked something, there would be a short silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;her: why is a bad idea to use two condoms during sex?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;class: *silence*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;me: because the friction created during sex would increase the chance of the condoms breaking. this would obviously increase the chance of STIs or unwanted pregnancy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;class: *stares at me*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;daisy wang: you would know. first hand experience, huh julia?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the end of the session i think everyone else thought i must've had sex ten thousand times and used about 4 different types of contraception. xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went on to talk about STIs and different ways of contracting them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also talked about relationships and whatnot. the usual stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;io kinda wished we did it with the boys. it would've been hilarious! xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still, it was a god feeling that i knew all this, y'know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like i know i'm topping a subject. sex education. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, but it was really good. but i left half way to go to ancient party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG MATTHEW IS SO FREAKING ADORABLE. i'm in love with that kid, i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mr. madgwick really liked the tie we gave him. it was nice when he put it on straight away... hehe. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rest of the day went as normal as usual. took bus home with tristy. i cannot stress how silly and adorable that boy is. gaah, he's really like a soft teddy bear. (okok i'll shut up now. :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;either way, today = GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is also LAST DAY OF SCHOOL IN WHICH I HAVE TO DO ANYTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday, excursion. tuesday? singing carols at royal north shore hospital. wednesday? presentation day. FUCKYEAH BITCHES. SO GOD DAMN HAPPY. :DDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-4177444695975627954?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4177444695975627954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=4177444695975627954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/4177444695975627954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/4177444695975627954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-talk-about-sex.html' title='let&apos;s talk about sex~'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-673866490984469361</id><published>2010-12-08T18:51:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:07:17.382+11:00</updated><title type='text'>recent happenings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so we've got almost all our exams/assessments back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i still however need to get my maths back. not looking forward to that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think i actually fail failed this time again. stupid mr parker's tests...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;english exam; 12/15 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not too bad, considering i thought i failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;still, it could've been better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;art presentation; 18/20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm actually kinda disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've done this for so many years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i know how she marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm an idiot for not getting a better mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bio assignment: 9/10 &amp;amp; 9.5/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm so happy with this. like actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;best result for bio yet, i believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ext.hist proposal: 5/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...along with everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so yeah, everyone got 5. haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1547361879921533592-673866490984469361?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/673866490984469361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=673866490984469361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/673866490984469361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/673866490984469361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/12/recent-happenings.html' title='recent happenings.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6696612828810095334</id><published>2010-12-05T19:03:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T19:17:30.328+11:00</updated><title type='text'>soooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here's some picture spam. because you know, i'm in that sort of mood. again. oh jesus, can i never do anything right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://xb8.xanga.com/4a6f965a34c32273464851/b218048582.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://xda.xanga.com/716f6222c2630273465014/b218048671.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcurwpHDBN1qavmcho1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x75.xanga.com/2dbe3736c8734273382767/b215847933.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i am an idiot, a moron, a complete and utter failure and a disappointment. and let's not forget that ever again, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-6696612828810095334?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6696612828810095334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=6696612828810095334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6696612828810095334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6696612828810095334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/12/soooooooo.html' title='soooooooo'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-5294340053129184830</id><published>2010-12-04T17:45:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T17:47:17.161+11:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have decided that dreams really like fucking with my insanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if i never sleep again, it's all their fault. god fuck this, i don't need anymore disturbing dreams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and before anyone asks, no it's not about my teacher. (thank god for small mercies)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm bored and frustrated and scared. i'm reading fanfiction. TWILIGHT fanfiction. someone shoot me. like in all seriousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-5294340053129184830?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5294340053129184830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=5294340053129184830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5294340053129184830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5294340053129184830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/12/fucking-hell.html' title='fucking hell'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-2017449456869201230</id><published>2010-11-30T20:45:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T20:51:45.853+11:00</updated><title type='text'>my total is not $8. it's actually...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lakc0zaZPc1qd38y4o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 424px; height: 423px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lakc0zaZPc1qd38y4o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOL &lt;b&gt;$60&lt;/b&gt;... ahem&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah. shush, i'm an innocent little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm just... er... i like to experiment. :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-2017449456869201230?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2017449456869201230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=2017449456869201230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2017449456869201230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2017449456869201230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-total-is-not-8-its-actually.html' title='my total is not $8. it&apos;s actually...'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6840528639402420989</id><published>2010-11-28T19:14:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T19:32:06.810+11:00</updated><title type='text'>peer pressure. xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sundancechannel.com/seduction/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.sundancechannel.com/seduction/images/blogimages/hipster.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA this is so funny.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;so tell me, girlies (and perverted russian boy):&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;am i a hipster? xDD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;oh another note, fanfiction is really starting to kill my brain. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i realise that 'm shipping some weird ass pairings... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;you all know about my avid Snape/Hermione ship...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;and i dabble a bit in odd ships here and there...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;but i guess i'm just becoming increasingly retarded.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;for example: after watching Prince Caspian last night on tv,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i've started to read Edmund/Lucy fanfics.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i know. i can hear it now issuing from your mouths: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;'HOLY MOTHER OF GOD WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU??'&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;my thoughts exactly.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;fanfic is bad for me.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;and i can't stop reading it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;LOLFAIL.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-6840528639402420989?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6840528639402420989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=6840528639402420989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6840528639402420989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6840528639402420989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/11/peer-pressure-xd.html' title='peer pressure. xD'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-2590717882580982810</id><published>2010-11-25T18:37:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T19:08:39.494+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FML MATHS TEST.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;apparently the test was written by mr. parker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FUCK MY LIFE I'M GONNA DIE SO BADLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;everyone should totally pray for me. you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;'cos i suck so much and i'm gonna fail miserably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i realised i've been so moody for the past few weeks still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and i feel like i'm going stir-crazy. so i need to get out and do things!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i might go out and get a job again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;and on another note, i managed to convince my mum to let me do Vox choir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hopefully, i'll be alive enough for the rest of next year to continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;since it's on wednesday nights from 7pm till 10pm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and apparently i don't have to audition, because liz the conductor knows i can sing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hmm. let's hope so then. cross your fingers for me! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-2590717882580982810?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2590717882580982810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=2590717882580982810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2590717882580982810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2590717882580982810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/11/fml-maths-test.html' title='FML MATHS TEST.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-2407989747794884921</id><published>2010-11-21T20:07:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T21:18:15.188+11:00</updated><title type='text'>spazzmodic.</title><content type='html'>random... just some things on my mind:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;speed dating sucks. no, i'm serious. most of the people you meet are just...well, gross. if not appearance wise, then habit wise. speed dating = biiiiig no.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yep. people suck. humans suck. being human sucks even more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;don't blow in to microphones. it actually damages them. yup.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dreams are not fun. )=&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm dating a pervert. just my luck... T.T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i should wear dresses more often.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i should wear sunscreen/insect repellent more often too...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;apparently facebook orgies are totally normal. riiiiiggghhht.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HP7 - total snape screen time: less than five minutes. NOT HAPPY.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my eyelid itches like crazy. ):&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-2407989747794884921?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2407989747794884921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=2407989747794884921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2407989747794884921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2407989747794884921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/11/spazzmodic.html' title='spazzmodic.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-8294498968431934479</id><published>2010-11-20T17:22:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T17:29:41.805+11:00</updated><title type='text'>traceeyyyyy. ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVERLY. :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope you have an amazing day, week, month, year. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope that sometime in your life you will meet JB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then hopefully for my sake not rant to me bout it. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i will get you your present soon-ish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope. i'm vaguely broke right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(last month's phone bill just came in...*nervous laugh*)&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;anyway, happy getting-older day~ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a pretty picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc2kzayVWn1qavmcho1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-8294498968431934479?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/8294498968431934479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=8294498968431934479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/8294498968431934479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/8294498968431934479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/11/traceeyyyyy.html' title='traceeyyyyy. ♥'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6623191800451292345</id><published>2010-11-20T10:45:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T10:57:00.740+11:00</updated><title type='text'>make a man outta you. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbyrjdrDEf1qeolcio1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 220px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbyrjdrDEf1qeolcio1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;let's get down to business to defeat the huns!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;did they send me daughters when i asked for sons?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh sheng, you have no idea how right you are, LOL. i love that above pic btw. tis epic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;YOU GO BEAT THE SHIT OUTTA HIM MULAN. show him how awesome you are. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i got 15 hours of sleep last night. oh my god that felt good. like an awesome FUCKYEAH good. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i need more sleep. preferably without dreams... and yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;talked to him yesterday. i have now substantially calmed down. i found it really awkward when he told me that he'd noticed i've been a bit tense for the past few weeks. we talked over a few things, about my sleeping habits, school workload and general life stress. still, i cannot believe how nice he is. he told me that if i had anything on my mind at all, i should go and talk to him about it. god, i wish...T.T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but yes. i am okay now. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anddd i cannot wait until i can watch hp7 EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. *dies*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;not sure exactly when i'm going yet... tris doesn't want to go unless he gets robe and whatnot. lol...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so i'm waiting on what he's deciding to do. it'll be EPICCCCCCCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-6623191800451292345?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6623191800451292345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=6623191800451292345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6623191800451292345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6623191800451292345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/11/make-man-outta-you-d.html' title='make a man outta you. :D'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-770304738079406508</id><published>2010-11-18T21:48:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T22:05:24.208+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hgsafdgh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbzac0wl6y1qbmosxo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 369px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbzac0wl6y1qbmosxo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i have decided that i really need to calm the fuck down and de-stress. sounds like a good plan, no? the only problem is i seem to have a lot of difficulty sticking to my plans. eurgh... but at least i try...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will put that stupid awkward disturbing dream out of my brain, and carry on as normal because this shouldn't have to be a bad distraction from work. i will work harder! yush! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;probs won't happen, but i don't want to fail anything and spazz... like i did after the dream. -sigh-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1547361879921533592-770304738079406508?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/770304738079406508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=770304738079406508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/770304738079406508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/770304738079406508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/11/hgsafdgh.html' title='hgsafdgh'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-5712311065091607087</id><published>2010-11-17T12:52:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T13:16:18.967+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and shit.'/><title type='text'>*cries*</title><content type='html'>i am so freaking disturbed right now by my dreams that i don't want to sleep anymore.&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME: IS IT NORMAL TO DREAM ABOUT YOUR TEACHER??? *STABS SELF*&lt;div&gt;don't answer that, it's so not normal and i know it and god it's starting to creep the fuck out of me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so majorly creeped out right now it's not funny. IT'S NOT FUNNY. OMFG. *claws out eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DON'T WANT TO HAVE DREAMS WHERE MY TEACHER IS VACUUMING THE LIBRARY CARPET IN A PINK APRON. I DON'T WANT TO DREAM ABOUT MY TEACHER TELLING ME THAT I AM PULLING THE ENTIRE CLASS'S MARKS DOWN AND I NEED TO DROP THE SUBJECT BECAUSE FRANKLY I AM A DISAPPOINTMENT. I DO NOT NEED TO DREAM ABOUT THAT TEACHER ATTEMPTING TO PARACHUTE OFF OUR LIBRARY BECAUSE OF SOME STUPID YEAR 12 DARE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I REALLY DO NOT EVER WANT TO DREAM ABOUT THAT SAID TEACHER WALKING AROUND THE CLASS TO CHECK THE HOMEWORK AND TELLING ME THAT I FAILED THE TASK, KISSING ME AND THEN ANALYSING MY FACIAL EXPRESSION TO THE WHOLE CLASS. OMFG. CAN YOU PHYSICALLY COMPREHEND HOW INCREDIBLY DISTURBING IT IS? I SWEAR I WON'T EVER BE ABLE TO LOOK AT HIM THE SAME WAY AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and god that sounds so melodramatic but i can't even begin to describe the sheer horror that i felt when i woke up this morning... and now i feel like i should call the school, ask them to put him on the phone and apologise profusely because it's so disturbingly WRONG. -stabstabstab- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-5712311065091607087?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5712311065091607087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=5712311065091607087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5712311065091607087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5712311065091607087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/11/cries.html' title='*cries*'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-3169462673799943044</id><published>2010-11-16T20:59:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T21:21:40.629+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HEHHEHEHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;yesterday on the bus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw a lady with a fake tan the same colour as the bright orange poster above her head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she was blonde. oh my freaking christ. me and trist and the couple next to us literally LOL'd for around 15 minutes. SHE WAS A FREAKING OOMPA LOOMPA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to finish maths homework. however, back feels like an elephant just stomped all over it while doing a tango, so i'm going to leave that to tomorrow morning, LOLs. I FAIL. so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUST START EXT ENGLISH. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my aunt suggested i go to uni in netherlands... LOL. like honestly. i don't even speak dutch. it'll be chaotic. totes bad idea. yet she seems to be insistent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1547361879921533592-3169462673799943044?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3169462673799943044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=3169462673799943044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3169462673799943044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3169462673799943044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/11/hehhehehe.html' title='HEHHEHEHE'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6330269348269844430</id><published>2010-11-13T18:22:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T18:31:07.753+11:00</updated><title type='text'>heheh</title><content type='html'>i was browsing the net, and i found &lt;a href="http://weddingbellsblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/hello-kitty-wedding-gown.jpg"&gt;this monstrosity&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;WHO WOULD ACTUALLY WEAR THAT AT THEIR OWN WEDDING? O_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cannot comprehend that. at all. it's... just horrible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm listening to wedding dress right now. it's actually a really nice song. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want a wedding dress. LOL. a nice one. i really like big dresses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i'm just such a girl like that, haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, Eastwood Public School's Spring Fair was today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i brought 6 books for 10 bucks in total. :DDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;keeping faith - jodi picoult&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;change of heart - jodi picoult&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;uglies - scott westerfield&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biology text book - heinmann&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hamlet - oxford edition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a random fair book for my sis. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ehehehhehe such a bargain man... so awesomely happy now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but today was so freaking hot... i swear i was melting when i went outside...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it rained for like 15 mins and then stopped... grr. i wish it could've stormed again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i really really like thunderstorms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1547361879921533592-6330269348269844430?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6330269348269844430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=6330269348269844430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbr6oqoets1qd5b6mo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one day, i will drive out to the middle of nowhere and camp out just to see the stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i will keep that promise, because i swear i will NOT die until i've done this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on another hand: DARREN CRISS ON GLEE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EEEEEEEEEEH I AM DYING OF LOVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;his cover of teenage dream is one of my faves ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahahaha he's so cute. but i'm sad he cut his hair. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;his nice, curly brown hair... it makes me very sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...oh well, he's still cute though, hahahah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BIO is over. so happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am feeling mildly sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want more Glee. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want my Tristy. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want sleep. eurgh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-1379126522093736987?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1379126522093736987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=1379126522093736987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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falling in love~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pCCvZ-wpaig?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pCCvZ-wpaig?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to quote rain:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i am hot for his bone structure."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sam tsui, you are one of the only asian guys i find irresistibly attractive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so back off trace... i saw him first. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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in love~'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-8385562742289941687</id><published>2010-11-07T10:57:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T13:17:47.291+11:00</updated><title type='text'>AS%AFD^#%GHJK</title><content type='html'>goal for today: &lt;b&gt;FINISH BIO PART B AT THE VERY LEAST.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will do this. i will do this. i will do this... later. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm still too stoned to think properly. so yeah, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;start after lunch. after a shower. and after some more writing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol, i'm such a loser. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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go to a supermarket and buy yourself sex for a cheap price.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can't accidentally get pregnant from chocolate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chocolate provides instant and long lasting satisfaction.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can have as many different types of chocolate as you want. however, you cannot go and have sex with many different people unless you want to be labelled a slut or get STDs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can have chocolate at school, at work, at the park, at a friend's house or in any public domain. while you can have sex at those places too, it is NOT advisable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chocolate tastes a whole lot better than sex.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's a lot easier to think about your parents eating chocolate than it is to think that they had sex...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you won't be horrified to find out your younger sister is having chocolate, would you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GOOD chocolate is easy to find. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you can actually GET chocolate. sex is a lot harder to come by. ;P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i mean, seriously. stop having sex everyone. just go out and have chocolate.&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/1547361879921533592-2537354019512440418?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2537354019512440418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=2537354019512440418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2537354019512440418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lb9amcxHsB1qbdycho1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 281px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lb9amcxHsB1qbdycho1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love thunderstorms and lightning. they really do make me happy. really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-3546156096044991604?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3546156096044991604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=3546156096044991604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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type='text'>ACHYACHY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everywhere aches. this is NOT fun. i feel really fucked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't know if that's in a bad way or just a retarded way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i missed school today. i feel vaguely guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i really do ache everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my head aches. my stomach aches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my body in general just aches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want to live in london.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lb6tp8eoyj1qbdycho1_500.gif" /&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/1547361879921533592-4689730570621949673?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4689730570621949673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=4689730570621949673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/4689730570621949673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/4689730570621949673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/11/achyachy_01.html' title='ACHYACHY'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-5928829894045793544</id><published>2010-10-30T12:49:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:27:54.713+11:00</updated><title type='text'>god damn this.</title><content type='html'>i'm so sick of this entire thing. &lt;div&gt;i'm so SO fucking sick of being people's emotional punch bags. &lt;div&gt;just because my feelings are very easily seen and always swim at the surface doesn't make then a good target practice for you people with shitty aiming skills on others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am the biggest idiot for still loving you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's good that you feel that you're not good enough for me for once. because sometimes, i believe that too. you constantly take your shit out on me, and then expect me to still love you and forgive you and comfort you when you finally start feeling bad for doing this to me. and fucking hell, you know i'll always end up being there for you. frankly, you make me &lt;i&gt;so tired&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's my mum's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm going to make sure that i'm happy for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she deserves at least that much from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i've been crying on and off around her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, at least there's one good thing about this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've forgotten to eat so many times, i've dropped two kilos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1547361879921533592-5928829894045793544?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5928829894045793544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=5928829894045793544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5928829894045793544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5928829894045793544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/god-damn-this.html' title='god damn this.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-5654877512180583019</id><published>2010-10-27T22:10:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:04:32.866+11:00</updated><title type='text'>private. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so i've set my blog on private. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm learning from you, trace! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it makes me feel more safe about posting shizz on here. it makes things easier... in general. there are some people that just shouldn't/i don't want to read this. because at least i know that only people who i feel comfortable reading this can see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;makes life a whole lot simpler, don't you agree? (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'M GOING TO DO THIS INSTEAD OF FEELING EVEN MORE APATHETIC THAN I DO ALREADY. hahah... and i should be doing homework. fuck that. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lam5t9lCeH1qcnhg2o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Catherine &lt;/b&gt;- mum told me after like...8 years that i had a middle name. like wth? but it could be worse i guess, lol. i don't mind it thaaaat much. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earrings &lt;/b&gt;only. i like them that way. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR WHO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love all of them&lt;/b&gt;. :3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;orange &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;purple&lt;/b&gt;. secondary colours on the art colour wheel! :DD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Autumn &lt;/b&gt;because it's gorgeous.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tumblr &lt;/b&gt;- my life is now filled with even more procrastination. ewww. xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Couch Potato&lt;/b&gt; - my daily exercise is walking to the station and back and around school... lol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;foreveralone&lt;/b&gt;. it's just too funny. xDD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bitchy ass &lt;b&gt;rabbit&lt;/b&gt;. such an ungrateful fat thing...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maroon 5&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Savage Garden&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Muse&lt;/b&gt;. LOVE THEM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt; changed my life. No joke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mean Girls&lt;/b&gt; - Most quotable movie EVER.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one 8yr old sis and one 3yr old bro. both are ridiculously cute.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHOCOLATE&lt;/b&gt;. i've decided. it IS better than sex. and i will tell you why in next blog post.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pocahontas &lt;/b&gt;counts yeah? if not, then &lt;b&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uggs &lt;/b&gt;are comfortable once they've been broken into.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i think only nowadays do i drink more soda than milk. i used to love milk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;T.E.N.E.&lt;/b&gt; :33&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yep, i wear &lt;b&gt;glasses&lt;/b&gt;. because i have shitty eyesight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to study for? err.... iunno. &lt;b&gt;history&lt;/b&gt;? at least it's interesting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;haha, well, i used to swim a lot. :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/b&gt; is just gaga.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;LES MIS&lt;/b&gt; 25TH ANNIVERSARY! *read the below post on the full thing*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...i think it was '&lt;b&gt;The Colossus&lt;/b&gt;" - Sylvia Plath&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;London &lt;/b&gt;or &lt;b&gt;Paris&lt;/b&gt;. :DD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fave Girls names: &lt;b&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Amber&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Aislinn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fave Boys names: &lt;b&gt;Tristan&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;David&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Christian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fave Pet names: Fish 1, Fish 2, and Fish 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oooh...i don't even think i can remember. the first proper one was probs &lt;b&gt;David Tennant&lt;/b&gt;. :3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I AM A &lt;b&gt;GLEEK&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alrighty... recent piccy of myself? :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/295/e/4/e4a1dac966c076b60e8a242a0e3e0b2f-d31b745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-5654877512180583019?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5654877512180583019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=5654877512180583019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5654877512180583019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5654877512180583019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/private-d.html' title='private. :D'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-976724048728932706</id><published>2010-10-25T19:06:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T19:12:08.630+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel productive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_la6cdzTTWN1qc6ekgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_la6cdzTTWN1qc6ekgo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha, so the study skills session today has inspired me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i just finished typing up my own weekly timetable! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've set everything out, and left plenty of rest breaks too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because i'm the type of person who really need to relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this makes me feel like i might actually be ready for yr 12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....and i'm failing, because according to my timetable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i should be doing my assessments right about NOW. :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1547361879921533592-976724048728932706?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/976724048728932706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=976724048728932706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/976724048728932706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/976724048728932706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-feel-productive.html' title='i feel productive.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-3157397645575330953</id><published>2010-10-24T22:20:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:34:16.050+11:00</updated><title type='text'>les mis 25th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yup. just as i thought. Les Mis 25th Concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;generally&lt;b&gt; epic&lt;/b&gt;!! now i shall proceed to tell you about the actors. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;biggest highlight:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALFIE BOE AS VALJEAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HE. IS. AMAZING. LIKE ACTUALLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ubcl_55GhVQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ubcl_55GhVQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LISTEN LISTEN LISTEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFDSADAD%$#455.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lea salonga as fantine was amazing, as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's just an epic epic singer, no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she made me cry again during fantine's arrest. )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;javert was passable...norm lewis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he got better towards the end, beginning was a bit stoned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but in terms of emotional quality, vin does it so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the eponine was played by samantha barks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a bit too pop-y for me, but she has a wonderful voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and she's really really pretty too. haha... xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enjolras, played by ramin karimloo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha, i can't get love never dies out of my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every time i see ramin now, i'm like LOLPHANTOM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't get me wrong, his voice is amazing, but i can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cosette was so-so. she wasn't amazing, but a clear voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sounded a bit like a bleating sheep a few times, but yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i loved her dress. the new costume is gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the thenadiers were BRILLIANTLY HILARIOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they totally made my day just by sheer awesomeness. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a lot of the supporting actors were wonderful too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the pimp was SO GOOD. ;DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now, my favourite character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;monsieur marius pontmercy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;guess what? nick jonas was shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;he was like the dramatic equivalent of cardboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;actually, scrap that. even cardboard beats him in interestingness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;his constant 'i am being serious and looking constipated' face was horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;his singing is just terrible. like the omfg sort of terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;i was so happy when michael ball started singing at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;soooo much ebtter than nick, like honestly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;all in all, AMAZING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1547361879921533592-3157397645575330953?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3157397645575330953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=3157397645575330953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3157397645575330953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3157397645575330953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/les-mis-25th.html' title='les mis 25th.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-5642453791013915857</id><published>2010-10-23T19:52:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:22:26.859+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_laq7y8QO9L1qbthb5o1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 182px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_laq7y8QO9L1qbthb5o1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM SO EXCITED FOR HP7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have done nothing productive today at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i said i would do hw, but i lost interest before i even started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol, oh the life of a procrastinator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;turns out, me and family are going to gold coast in january!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;omfg, finally a proper holiday going somewhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;still, a week up in the tropics of queensland...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and oh gods, i'm going to get so tanned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHEEE LES MIS TOMORROW. CAN'T WAIT! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REMINDER TO SELF: BRING EARMUFFFS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IN CASE NICK JONAS IS ACTUALLY THAT SHIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(but in all seriousness, tristan can probs sing better than him.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-5642453791013915857?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5642453791013915857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=5642453791013915857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5642453791013915857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5642453791013915857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-have-done-nothing-productive-today-at.html' title=''/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-2886329410167612873</id><published>2010-10-20T19:32:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T19:50:42.543+11:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously though.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;turns out we didn't have the usyd lecture tonight after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank god... now i can actually finish homework...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;far out, that sounds nerdy. oh well. year 12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am so SUPER stressed. YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i need an unhealthy amount of chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a very large dose of happy gas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a fuck load of non-depressing shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't even remember the things which make me happy anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in all honesty, i just think and think and realise they don't do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that's really depressing me again...NO. MUST THINK POSITIVELY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe i should go read something like twilight and laugh my head off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and god, isn't so sad when a person who depends on others to get her through the day gets so fucking sick of hanging around people in general? but seriously though, i really just want to crawl into a cave and hibernate until end of hsc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish people would mind their own business.&lt;br /&gt;i am really starting to get very annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;especially when i don't see any point in them knowing.&lt;br /&gt;if it doesn't concern you, then stay out of it.&lt;br /&gt;if it doesn't need to be known, then don't pester me for answers.&lt;br /&gt;if i don't want to tell you, then i don't want to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell, i'm so frustrated right now.&lt;br /&gt;hands up for the creation of voodoo dolls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1547361879921533592-2886329410167612873?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2886329410167612873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=2886329410167612873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2886329410167612873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2886329410167612873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/seriously-though.html' title='seriously though.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-2192248975359490646</id><published>2010-10-19T21:12:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:47:38.857+11:00</updated><title type='text'>TRACEY LET ME READ YOUR BLOG GIRL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8ljedAskv1qaxyato1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 412px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8ljedAskv1qaxyato1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've decided that i really need to go to sleep earlier on tuesdays. i get on the train at 6:40 to get to school for choir, and i get home at 8:30 after coaching. that's freaking like... what? almost 14 hours away from my bed.  it makes me saaaaad! ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesdays are horribly tiring. and mondays are just like... horribly boring. wowee. what a timetables, sheesh. and now, my wednesdays and thursdays are pretty much full as well. and now i'm just so tired... screw homework tonight, i'll do it tomorrow. =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...OH WAIT, I CAN'T. FFFFFFFFFFF. stupid lecture at usyd at like 7:30pm. farrrout. hate hate hate! eurgh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1547361879921533592-2192248975359490646?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2192248975359490646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=2192248975359490646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2192248975359490646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2192248975359490646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/tracey-let-me-read-your-blog-girl.html' title='TRACEY LET ME READ YOUR BLOG GIRL.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-3790387592301324641</id><published>2010-10-18T17:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:56:51.784+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahhaha.</title><content type='html'>hahahaha, fuck i'm an emo kid. maybe those nsbs are right, i should totally liven up. but iunno. stupid things in life just haven't been going great in general. year 12 stress already kicking in (like what the eff?) and general problems with love and friends and shit. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOOOOOOO, LIVEN THE FUCK UP. 8DD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT'S A GOOD ADVICE, ISN'T IT? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-3790387592301324641?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3790387592301324641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=3790387592301324641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3790387592301324641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3790387592301324641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/hahahhaha.html' title='hahahhaha.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-758327336865405748</id><published>2010-10-13T20:40:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T20:48:15.875+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't get me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9nr5kN9Mf1qddlojo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 281px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9nr5kN9Mf1qddlojo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some nights when i just feel shit for no reason at all. and tonight is one of those nights. i have no motivation to do anything at all. i'm literally on the verge of tears every ten minutes. and i'm not even pmsing. i don't understand. someone explain this to me. am i just retarded or what? or is this normal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-758327336865405748?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/758327336865405748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=758327336865405748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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words you can’t go a day without using.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;(actually, i'm serious. i promised to say that every day.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Nine: two things you wish you could do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish i could become a professional singer. but that's unlikely to ever happen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish i could fast forward time so i can get year 12 + hsc over and done with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Ten: one person you can trust.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;tristan.&lt;br /&gt;man. is that too sad? don't answer that. i know it is.&lt;br /&gt;but just for the record, i trust a whole load of other people too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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8+9+10'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-947525089693199925</id><published>2010-10-11T17:38:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:19:39.182+11:00</updated><title type='text'>day 6+7</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Day Six: five things you can’t live without.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;food/water. quite obvious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oxygen. because er, duh?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my computer. i love my computer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;books. they are like, secondary food source.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my teddy bear. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Seven: four memories you won’t forget.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;first time i saw tristan:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the wiz musical, first performance on the friday night. me sitting in the 4th row, next to aisle. i remember looking into the orchestra pit and seeing a violinist and thinking "man, that guy has a lot of hair." later on during the night, during the tin man's song, the head of the axe flew off the handle and landed on that violinist's head. still makes me laugh to remember it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;breaking my leg:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year three. sitting on my roof after i grabbed the ladder from my garage. climbed up to the top with my binoculars to look at the stars and moon. my mum then called from inside the house. me, trying to get back to the ladder, slipped and fell off. haha, i was such a smart smart kid. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i think i love you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;st leonards park. it was getting dark. we walked up from coffee shop. he said that phrase, and i stood there with my mouth open gaping like an idiot for almost a minute. and then literally the next thing that comes out of my mouth is: "i look like a fish, don't i?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;first date:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was terrifying. spent half the time asking questions, the other half listening, and all the while in my mind was the phrase ' don't do anything stupid PLEASE' over and over again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny how most involve tristan. hmm. xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school started. mondays are like EMPTY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omfg year 10. kill me now please, someone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-947525089693199925?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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(YAY!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mad World - &lt;i&gt;Gary Jules/Michael Andrews&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drumming Song - &lt;i&gt;Florence + the Machine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Belong to You - &lt;i&gt;Muse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Misery - &lt;i&gt;Maroon 5&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love The Way You Lie - &lt;i&gt;Eminem &amp;amp; Rihanna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off - &lt;i&gt;Panic! at the Disco&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out with family today to oxford street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while sis and bro went with dad to centennial park, me and mum went shopping. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brought a really awesome aqua nail polish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a formal dress (hot pink, almost full length) for $5! bargain! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;annnd an orange argyle cardigan(think rachel berry style). SO AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went to double bay's french riviera and had a massive bowl of ice cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooo good, i'm telling you. i love gelato. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;annnnnnnnnd fuck it's school tomorrow. ==;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-49072409119018556?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/49072409119018556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=49072409119018556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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fears/phobias&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Acrophobia: &lt;i&gt;fear of heights.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be so scared i couldn't even go on a swing or lean over my balcony. it's not quite so bad now, but still bad enough for me to feel nauseous walking across a bridge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coulrophobia:&lt;i&gt; fear of clowns.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a fear of clowns, but not really the live ones. wooden dolls dressed and painted like clowns, plastic clown decorations though scared the freak out of me. really. we used to have a very pretty but creepy clown doll in my bathroom, and after a week of torture, i actually had to get my mum to get rid of it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleisiophobia: &lt;i&gt;fear of being locked in a enclosed place.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while this isn't as bad as the other two, it's still not fun. i was locked inside a tiny closet once back in china for an hour. not good. not good at all. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fear of losing the people i love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fear of being abandoned by everyone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fear of not being good enough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fear of falling out of love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-4057704667530459776?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/4057704667530459776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=4057704667530459776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/4057704667530459776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;i'll do two of these. and i'll do another later today. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day Two: nine things you do everyday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;brush teeth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shower.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;brush hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go on the net.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drink liquid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blink.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;breathe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;say the words 'i love you'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Three: eight things that annoy you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;people that spit in public. it's just gross, no matter what.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people acting like they're better than me when they're not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting my period generally annoys me. except for once. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oily hair annoys me to no end. it feel absolutely disgusting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mismatching buttons and socks. just...GAAAH *rips off*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rude people. like some adults on public transport. f*ck you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people constantly needing to know what's happening in my life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;when i'm pmsing, EVERYTHING annoys me. except chocolate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just finished watching 'the parent trap' and 'maid in manhattan'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love lindsay lohan in that movie, she was so good when she was young. and it was so adorable, the entire thing. i forgot how much i loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mim was terrific too! and ralph fiennes is such a hunk...*drool* god, why couldn't he keep his nose for voldemort, huh? such a hottie, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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2+3'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-739950117362209296</id><published>2010-10-08T15:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T18:10:50.531+11:00</updated><title type='text'>another ten day thingy. :D</title><content type='html'>Day One: Ten random facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day Two: Nine things you do everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Day Three: Eight things that annoy you.&lt;br /&gt;Day Four: Seven fears/phobias.&lt;br /&gt;Day Five: Six songs that you’re addicted to.&lt;br /&gt;Day Six: Five things you can’t live without.&lt;br /&gt;Day Seven: Four memories you won’t forget.&lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: Three words you can’t go a day without using.&lt;br /&gt;Day Nine: Two things you wish you could do.&lt;br /&gt;Day Ten: One person you can trust.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day One: ten things about me that you may or may no know. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;the only thing i order from gloria jeans is original small ice chocolate with whipped cream. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...unless i'm in a really good mood or high mood, then i'll order either mango chiller or cookies and cream. ;D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love mangoes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i don't like mango pudding though. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a really low pain tolerance and a high gag reflex (which is why doctor and dentist visits are hell). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i cry very easily. as in sad movies, i brawl like a baby. sad books, sad tv shows, sad stories. i cry easily in real life situations too, like overreacting to small things and etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i daydream. a lot a lot. sometimes i just sit in the park in my suburb and just think about things/scenarios/situations that will never happen for hours literally. it's fun. xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i fall in love with book characters veeery easily. they're so easy to fall for though, so you can't blame me. :DD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love lame jokes. what's brown and sticky? A STICK. 8DDDD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a bad habit of chewing my nails. xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-739950117362209296?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/739950117362209296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=739950117362209296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/739950117362209296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/739950117362209296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-ten-day-thingy-d.html' title='another ten day thingy. :D'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-2525186768572930073</id><published>2010-10-07T20:52:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T20:56:47.921+11:00</updated><title type='text'>*squee*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg', sans-serif; font-size: 13px; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" style="cursor: default; font-size: 1em; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 1403px; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:09 PM)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 147, 147); "&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 145, 138); "&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 143, 130); "&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 142, 121); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 140, 112); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 138, 104); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 136, 95); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(64, 128, 128); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;Do you have any idea how much I absolutely love you?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:09 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;Possibly =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:10 PM)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 147, 147); "&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 145, 138); "&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 143, 130); "&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 142, 121); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 140, 112); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 138, 104); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 136, 95); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(64, 128, 128); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;Well, just in case, I love you more than everything on this planet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:10 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;I love you more.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:10 PM)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 147, 147); "&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 145, 138); "&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 143, 130); "&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 142, 121); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 140, 112); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 138, 104); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 136, 95); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(64, 128, 128); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;That's not possible. Because I love you the most.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:11 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;Nah - uhh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:11 PM)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 147, 147); "&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 145, 138); "&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 143, 130); "&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 142, 121); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 140, 112); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 138, 104); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 136, 95); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(64, 128, 128); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;Yah-huh.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:12 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;Nah-uhh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:12 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;This isn't a proper arguement,&lt;br /&gt;it's just contradiction.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:13 PM)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 147, 147); "&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 145, 138); "&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 143, 130); "&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 142, 121); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 140, 112); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 138, 104); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 136, 95); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(64, 128, 128); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;Either way.&lt;br /&gt;I still love you more.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:13 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;An arguement is a series of organised statements intended to bring down the&lt;br /&gt;opponents case, not the automatic game-saying of anything the other person&lt;br /&gt;says. And no you don't.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:14 PM)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 147, 147); "&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 145, 138); "&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 143, 130); "&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 142, 121); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 140, 112); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 138, 104); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 136, 95); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(64, 128, 128); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;...That's mean. xP&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:14 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;No it's not.&lt;br /&gt;It's a simple fact.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:15 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;You couldn't possibly love me more, because my love for you is infinite.&lt;br /&gt;Undefined. Without limit. Unconditional. Undying. Awesome.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:16 PM)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 147, 147); "&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 145, 138); "&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 143, 130); "&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 142, 121); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 140, 112); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 138, 104); "&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 136, 95); "&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(64, 128, 128); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;And how do you know that I can't love you more?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:17 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;It all comes down to mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;You remember that equation?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:17 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;Letting y be my love and x be you-ness,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:18 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;The limit of the function as x approaches infinity is also infinite.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:19 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;f(x ) = some exponetial equation with a ridiculously large gradient.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="time" style="color: rgb(148, 148, 148); font-weight: normal; "&gt;(10:20 PM)&lt;/span&gt; MARIUS =):&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;I tried to work out how anything could possibly be greater than my love for&lt;br /&gt;you, Calculator just said maths error and exploded.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;th style="cursor: text; text-align: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 1em; vertical-align: top; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Segoe UI'; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; cursor: text; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 2px; width: 1236px; vertical-align: top; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me i don't have the most ridiculous, awesome, sweet, nerdy, lame boy as a boyfriend. -sigh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-2525186768572930073?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2525186768572930073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-3398522084988446496</id><published>2010-10-07T09:12:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T20:44:00.636+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and shit.'/><title type='text'>oh my god.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9v1o0rqaq1qc4kf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 252px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9v1o0rqaq1qc4kf3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(aren't little kids so cute? ;D)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;just watched glee episode three, and it got me thinking about god and religion in general. now, i know some people who read this are religious, and just saying i'm not targeting religion, just stating my beliefs and stuff. you're welcome to completely disagree with me, that's fine. your belief, your choice. as long as you don't walk up to me and start ranting about how i will go to hell and i must be saved, i'm fine with whatever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so let me just get this straight first: i do not believe that there is a god. if there was a god for every religion there is on earth, then no one will end up in heaven, because nobody believes in that many gods. unless you're like, buddhist or something, then you're free to practice any religion as well as buddhism. this alone makes me dubious about the presence of a god. i mean, if there was just one god up there, then his love should be unconditional. so no matter if you believe in him or not, he will still love you. otherwise, that's not unconditional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, now i know i've never been a science nerd or whatever, but i'm incredibly into astronomy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and paleontology and the origin of life on earth. and because i'm so into these, i find it very hard to put aside my beliefs in science for religion, as i brought up mainly-atheist-half-buddhist-but-not-really. this is where my beliefs clash a little - i love fantasy. the possibility that magic exists like in harry potter or wheel of time are just so interesting for me. so i read books and i daydream and everything. but in the real world, i like everything i believe in to have the so called 'proof'. and anything which can't bring that substantial proof, i can't bring myself to believe it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quoted from the glee episode:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;mercedes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but kurt, how do you know for sure? you can't prove that there is no god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;kurt:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't prove that isn't a magic teapot floating around on the dark side of the moon with a dwarf inside of it that reads romance novels and shoots lightning out of its boobs, but it seems pretty unlikely, doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i vaguely agree with this. i guess what i'm really saying is i'll believe god when i know for sure that there is one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, i do envy people who are religious and believe in a god. they always have that comfort, you know? like 'knowing' that god is there. whereas me, i don't have that comfort. i know that there isn't really anyone who will help me when i screw things up big time, or to say 'i forgive you' and things. and i feel sad sometimes because i'm the one who is denying myself this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no matter what i believe or don't believe, the one thing i am happy about religion is that it can bring out the best in people. like all of the girls who are in iscf at school. you're all so amazingly wonderful and nice. i mean, look at all the people who've turned to god because someone's kindness gave them another chance at life? and while religion doesn't make exceptions for some mattes, for other matters it is extremely tolerant and forgiving. and i guess it's just because i spent most of that episode crying which made me want to write this. i apologise to people who believe in god. to each their own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-3398522084988446496?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6859299692049561266</id><published>2010-10-07T00:32:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T00:35:37.163+11:00</updated><title type='text'>looooove.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8944pDzrs1qze14ao1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 553px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8944pDzrs1qze14ao1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is 12:33am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just finished watching&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;love actually. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what is wrong with me lol?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll tell you what's wrong with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't stop watching sappy films once i start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now i'm all lovey dovey and sappily worked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;god, i love seeing people in love. really. i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's nothing better than seeing a happy couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1547361879921533592-6859299692049561266?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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names will grayson, who meet each other in a porn store. got your attention yet? hehe... david levithan however, writes in non-caps. so half the book is in small letters. so people who are grammar nazis miiiight want to stay away in case your eyes start burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;House Rules &lt;/b&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;story of a boy who suffers from aspergers syndrome. he's obsessed with criminal cases, and when his tutor is killed, he becomes the main suspect. quite a good read, but the ending did not satisfy me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Bell Jar&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;esther greenwood's story about how she goes through life trying to deal with her depression. so yes, i finally finished it after like a month of reading a chapter, putting it away feeling ten times more depressed than i had beginning to read it. but it is truly well written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deadly Little Touch&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Laurie Faria Stolarz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;about a girl who gets saved by a boy. he then disappears, but comes to her school a few months later with the rumour following him that he killed his girlfriend. it's quite good, but a bit clichéd teenager novel stuff. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paper Towns &lt;/b&gt;- &lt;i&gt;John Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;brilliant book. a paper town is a fictional town in which map makers used to put on their maps so if anyone copied their maps, they could track them town. just read the book to find out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nineteen Minutes &lt;/b&gt;-&lt;i&gt; Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;think of the shootings at columbine. &lt;/span&gt;it's like that. &lt;/i&gt;a boy finally had enough and cracks, takes a gun to school, and the story goes from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Borrowed Light &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Anna Fienberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;written in a very poetic style. a girl finds out she's pregnant, and wonders how she'll deal with it. i love all the space reference in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Looking for Alaska&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;John Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;best book like ever. could you tell i like john green's stuff? he is amazing. really. just read. no seriously. READ THIS BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stolen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Lucy Christopher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;a girl called gemma is kidnapped by a guy named ty and taken to the australian outback. this book is also really good. just finished it. so good. so so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Pact&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;and i love jodi picoult's stuff. she's is an awesome writer. the story about how two teenagers are found next to a carousel, one with a gun shot in her head. the boy says it was a botched double suicide, but it's not all as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&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/1547361879921533592-3071519293052803209?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3071519293052803209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=3071519293052803209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3071519293052803209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3071519293052803209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/list-of-books-ive-read-last-month.html' title='list of books i&apos;ve read last month'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-1676017908805034335</id><published>2010-10-01T15:43:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T15:51:23.680+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TKV22PUjf7I/AAAAAAAAAcg/H-BKwpskVNA/s1600/tumblr_l4pyw6qZNx1qbdycho1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TKV22PUjf7I/AAAAAAAAAcg/H-BKwpskVNA/s400/tumblr_l4pyw6qZNx1qbdycho1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522951192237539250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sleep over at bree's house yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was so freaking awesome. ;DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like, those typical sappy rom-com sleepovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with food and crying and highs and etc. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we spazzed so much on facebook, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that was actually ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and watch you've got mail. meg ryan and tom hanks!! *squee*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then watched hbp~ hahaha loooooveee SNAPE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then sleepless in seattle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i seriously cannot stress how much i love that film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i will never get sick of watching it. it is perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they just don't make good rom-coms anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and meg ryan and tom hanks (again) are so perfect together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i started crying in random places throughout the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IT'S SO PERFECT. *sniffs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so so so fun. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now i'm playing restuarant city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kill me. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1547361879921533592-1676017908805034335?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1676017908805034335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=1676017908805034335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1676017908805034335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1676017908805034335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/10/sleepless.html' title='sleepless~'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TKV22PUjf7I/AAAAAAAAAcg/H-BKwpskVNA/s72-c/tumblr_l4pyw6qZNx1qbdycho1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-1307226373486596278</id><published>2010-09-29T18:07:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:14:09.089+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and shit.'/><title type='text'>i need to rant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l95v2aAwTF1qdppxdo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l95v2aAwTF1qdppxdo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how many of you guys are sick of me talking about this by now, but i can bet it's more than 90% of you. and i apologise, sorry guys. but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've just realised why it &lt;i&gt;sucks so freaking much&lt;/i&gt; to fall in love with someone at our age. because it hurts. it really does. and i'm not trying to be melodramatic here. you know why? because nothing is certain. you have no idea what you're going to do beyond the next two weeks. sure, you get some people who have dead set goals and kill themselves trying to reach them, but in the end, they still have no idea if they are every going to reach those goals. you have no idea if the person you fall in love with will be in your life in the future. and right now, you physically&lt;i&gt; can't&lt;/i&gt; picture your future without them in it. even considering that possibility will send you off the edge. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, they can't be there when you really honest to god just need them to be. sure, everyone says things like 'if he truly loved you, he'd drop everything to be with you at any second'. but we're teenagers. we live with our parents who set the ground rules. no one can actually do that unless they live by themselves and only answer to themselves. sometimes, you don't even see them for a week. an entire week. i don't know about you guys, but i have trouble lasting three days. and all the days in between when they're not there, when they can't help you, when they don't know if you've cried or not (and you don't tell them, because you don't want to seem like you want attention) just hurts so bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we have to deal with adults who roll their eyes and tell us just because we're teenagers, we don't really know what love feels like. and we have to sit through them lecturing us about how we have our entire life ahead of us, filled with new people, and don't pick until you're sure you got the best fish in the sea. but see, what about everyone who's in love? how can everyone get the best fish in the sea? it's not possible. telling us to not take it too seriously because chances are, you won't last past six months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then there's the possibility that the person who your entire life has been orbiting around doesn't hold you in the same place. oh wait, not even going to consider that idea. and i think i'll just shut up before i make another mess in my room from driving myself crazy thinking about this stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-1307226373486596278?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1307226373486596278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=1307226373486596278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1307226373486596278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1307226373486596278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-need-to-rant.html' title='i need to rant.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-3813184028200132527</id><published>2010-09-27T21:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:33:55.335+10:00</updated><title type='text'>memories of primary.</title><content type='html'>talking to ri and rain about primary stuff...i only have vague memories of what happened in primary school. i went to three schools, middle harbour, west ryde, and ermington. i'll see what i can remember, since i feel like blogging but i don't know what about. :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;middle harbour:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;walking to school with my dad. streets are incredibly neat, and no asian in sight. ;D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;biting a boy on his shoulder after he kicked my friend. sitting in the corner for literally the whole day. mum picked up from school, and at first, she seemed really angry, but as soon as we walked out of the gates, she cracked up and laughed at me the whole trip home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;book week, dressed up as a fairy. :DD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;year 1 teacher first reading my harry potter + philosopher stone. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting teased by being called 'ja ja binks'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;west ryde:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting my pen licence. :DD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing kung fu kim with jh next to me. best times, i swear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting hit in the face with a soccer ball that someone kicked. vaguely remember screaming at them, and them pointing at my nose. finally realised it was bleeding after five minutes of yelling in pain. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;running around under the massive jacaranda tree with my hat held before me, trying to catch falling flowers. i was a cool cool kid. hahaha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;first crush. LOOOOOOL. he could sing. ;D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;ermington:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;haha, being ostracised by the rest of my class in OC because sandra hated me. that was fun. lol. not really, but oh well. and since OC kids were hated by the rest of the school, it was good &lt;i&gt;good &lt;/i&gt;times for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;actually getting people to like me again after half a year in loner mode.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing cards with girls during lunch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sitting in class, two boys told me to search up 'dildo' in a dictionary. geez, mature.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dancing heel and toe/chicken dance/macarena at year 6 grad. ;D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;primary school was good in it's way i guess. i mean, i didn't have to worry about whether boys liked me or not, didn't have to stress about so many assignments, didn't have to worry about how i looked, and all that jazz. high school is so much more stressful. in every single aspect.&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/1547361879921533592-3813184028200132527?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3813184028200132527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=3813184028200132527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3813184028200132527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3813184028200132527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/memories-of-primary.html' title='memories of primary.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-1751625563333071898</id><published>2010-09-25T18:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T18:42:31.646+10:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays chyeaaah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TJ217WgYadI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/WpOcq2DzMhA/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TJ217WgYadI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/WpOcq2DzMhA/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520768749484403154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my day went as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woke up at 12:30pm. felt so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ate lunch and got on computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went outside and brought canvas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;got home and painted the above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ate dinner and blogged (now).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life feels so good. :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-1751625563333071898?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1751625563333071898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=1751625563333071898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1751625563333071898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1751625563333071898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/holidays-chyeaaah_25.html' title='holidays chyeaaah'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/TJ217WgYadI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/WpOcq2DzMhA/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-5549406299016247457</id><published>2010-09-24T21:52:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T22:07:54.651+10:00</updated><title type='text'>shoot shag marry... JOKES. or not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teachers i will buy presents for and write letters to by the time i graduate from high school:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr. Short. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(shag)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no reasons needed. he is god. well, no, Mr. Jones was, but he is close to god. xDD&lt;br /&gt;and he's got the most charming voice i've heard on anyone in real life.&lt;br /&gt;and he's smart and the best english teacher like, EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ms. Profilio. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(hug)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, i can't not give her something... i will have had her for six years by year 12.&lt;br /&gt;so that's my entire high school life with her as a teacher every year.&lt;br /&gt;and she's nice, and a good teacher. just at times very mean. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr. Boland. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(fist bump)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years teaching me in a row, haha, we've both drove each other insane.&lt;br /&gt;he's just awesomely cool. lax. nice. i'll get him something ART related. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr. Madgwick. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(marry)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if i only had him this year, and i'm having him again next year.&lt;br /&gt;he is so unbelievably nice, it's just mind blowing. and he feeds us.&lt;br /&gt;like, a lot of food. like our history party today, he fed all of us.&lt;br /&gt;and he always brings snacks and lollies, and he's got the cutest kid ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ms. Cleghorn. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(big hug)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for putting up with me every single year in pretty much every single choir.&lt;br /&gt;and she's just so awesome, and fun and funky, and nice. xDD&lt;br /&gt;and for being so supportive of me in the musical~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ms. Kumarich. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(super hug)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe she's leaving this year!! DD:&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to get her present super early, but it's okay. best. science. teacher. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;like EVER EVER EVER. i've learnt so much off her, she's just insanely brilliant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-5549406299016247457?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/5549406299016247457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=5549406299016247457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5549406299016247457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/5549406299016247457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/shoot-shag-marry-jokes-or-not.html' title='shoot shag marry... JOKES. or not.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-2481905057238131678</id><published>2010-09-22T19:20:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T19:23:52.113+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i lost my ring.</title><content type='html'>no seriously, fuck my life so hard. i literally cannot believe i could've lost it. i'm am actually devastated. stupid stupid stupid idiot! yeah, the same one that trist gave me. and it's not extremely expensive, but gods, i loved that ring. and if anyone sees it tomorrow, PLEASE tell me, i am so desperate to get it back it's not funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-2481905057238131678?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/2481905057238131678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=2481905057238131678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2481905057238131678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/2481905057238131678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-lost-my-ring.html' title='i lost my ring.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-6151877085871506985</id><published>2010-09-21T19:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T20:07:42.378+10:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid insomnia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7vr925jQk1qaodr1o1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 308px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7vr925jQk1qaodr1o1_400.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-6151877085871506985?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/6151877085871506985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=6151877085871506985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6151877085871506985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/6151877085871506985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/stupid-insomnia.html' title='stupid insomnia.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-7654477840637986771</id><published>2010-09-17T18:09:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T13:41:38.463+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the trial + semis~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;three words: SO MUCH FUN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thursday was brilliant!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so it started off going on english excursion to watch 'The Trial'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was really good... just incredibly confusing and highly disturbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wasn't really disturbed by the sexual parts so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was the way that people were treated during the play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which sometimes actually made me want to throw up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i walked out with a headache because it was so confusing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it was really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after school, took the bus to em's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everyone got read really fast actually, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was really =\ because my dress seemed so formal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;full length and whatnot. but oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after that, ems dad drove us to the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the boat was pretty! :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and everyone was so pretty too, gaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love formals. all the girls look amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i still maintain that it's the only time you'll see guys in tuxedos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and guys look GOOD in tuxedos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha, spent the night dancing, drinking soda and punch stuff, and dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;however, got a massive stomach ache after the formal. )=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and it just didn't go away. so painful....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; i woke up the next day with rain next to me (she slept over at my house)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and gaah, it was so bad. didn't go to school. )=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woke up at 3pm, and finished vd essay due at 5pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then did nothing. looooool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;called trist after school, talked for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then did nothing again. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he called me again at 9:30, and talked for half an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alex called me after that (lol, i'm so popular...NOT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;talked from 10pm until 1am. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;three hours of just random talk about boys and whatnot. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;man, he's so adorable. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but yeah... now i have to do history essay. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1547361879921533592-7654477840637986771?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/7654477840637986771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=7654477840637986771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/7654477840637986771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/7654477840637986771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/trial-semis.html' title='the trial + semis~'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-1878702352187709984</id><published>2010-09-13T21:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T21:21:37.902+10:00</updated><title type='text'>eurgh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/4341357061_57beee86c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/4341357061_57beee86c9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i still maintain that male torsos which are no covered in massive six packs are sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like the above photo demonstrates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and yeah, oh my god, someone kill me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;three more assignments due.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like what is this?? stupid stupid stupid!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eurgh, and i was looking forward to having a break...)=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-1878702352187709984?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/1878702352187709984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=1878702352187709984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1878702352187709984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/1878702352187709984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/eurgh.html' title='eurgh...'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/4341357061_57beee86c9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-3941102632770420392</id><published>2010-09-11T22:43:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:14:09.089+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and shit.'/><title type='text'>rant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8k3xrOraz1qauqkgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 323px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8k3xrOraz1qauqkgo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, rambling time dearies. don't read if you don't like copious amounts of offensive language or insults or crudeness or just plain what the fuckness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think this is my PMS mood again, i really hate being a girl sometimes, you know what i mean? how is it god damn fair that we females have to give birth and suffer/put up with blood leaking like a faucet from our vagina periodically? i mean, mother nature is a bloody bitch sometimes, isn't she? males have it easy. it doesn't hurt for them to fuck someone for the first time. yet a for a girl, most of the time if it's their first, it'll hurt. a lot. y'know, not that the male species would ever care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and contraception, big joke. males think it's unnecessary. yeah, big deal for them. they're not the ones that's gonna being lugging around an alien like creature for nine months before it comes out and finally starts to resemble a human being instead of a weird fish/amphibian placenta. all they think about is their libido. so guess what girls? no matter how much a guy says he loves you, he'll always love his dick more. isn't that just gay? stupid stupid stupid. sometimes i wish i was fucking (a) lesbian, i swear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then you get people who take their shit out on my writing. i really detest those people. okay, yeah. my writing's fucking crap. because yours is just SOOOO much better, you think you have the complete right to bag me out about how boring or uncreative my pieces are. well guess what? at least i'm not stuffed so full of shit that that's the only thing that can come out of my mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to the people who bitch and moan about love: shut the fuck up and man up. yes, even you girls out there. stop whining about how love is so pointless and stupid, and only idiots let themselves fall in love. because guess what? it's not stupid. it's certainly not pointless, and if everyone who's in love are idiots, then our country is run by an idiot, america's run by a bigger idiot, and the only reason you're alive is because of, oh my god, guess what?! yeah. your parents were fucking idiots (literally.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now i'm god damn contradicting myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck, i need chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-3941102632770420392?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3941102632770420392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=3941102632770420392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3941102632770420392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3941102632770420392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/rant.html' title='rant.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-576640159010660516</id><published>2010-09-10T19:43:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T20:01:39.732+10:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping trip. :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha, i have to ditto trace's sentiments on yesterday's shopping trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEST DAY EVER! so much fun! whee~! :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha, i just re-recount it, because i'm bored, loool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waited for trace to catch my train in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she almost missed me sitting in the top carriage...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because, you know. i'm just that unrecognizable. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it was PAUL and Scott sitting, there, not Rowan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if it was Rowan, he would've spent the entire train trip being mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or making fun of my outfit or something along those lines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because he's a douchebag like that. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(but a very cute douchebag nonetheless, heh...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(well, cute when he still had HAIR.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't believe we actually caught bus back to school man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sooooo lame.  and i wasted my return ticket to city, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and em and suvarna didn't even show up. annoying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but yeah, georgie is awesomely adorkable, hehe. :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so took bus to city, and walked from wynyard to town hall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i took random photos of things, lol... like a guy on skateboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we went to diva, then the massive supré store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trace didn't like supré stuff, so we left after one minute, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we then walked in central direction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i brought a pair of really nice vintage shorts at SES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;$5, SO happy! yaaaay! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;walked down to the karaoke place next to china town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was too expensive, so we ditched that and went to market city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there was a typo store there too! i really wanted a notebook...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it was $7 and i decided to reconsider. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;since i can get it from the nsyd one anyway. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we went to find other stores, and omg, that alcove!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cotton on, supré clearance, jay jays, smiggle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we did a whole trip around, and that took like an hour, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wanted a pair of sunnies from cotton on...but decided against it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just as well, since i found a really nice brown dress from supré.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha, once again, $5, wheee! trace got a really nice blue shirt as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reminds me of emma's shirts in glee. it suits her. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and AHHAHAHAHA. PEPPER LUNCH WAS AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like always. I TOLD YOU TRACE. HEHEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went to karaoke at strat afterwards. my voice officially died, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;screaming out girlfriend. lol... and 99 for 'baby'. chyeaaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after, we took train randomly to parra. trace wanted to see rusies, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we didn't find any, so we just took the train back, taking photos along the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she took it with me up to epping, and came back down again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahh, best day in a while i swear. who'd knew shopping was fun? :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spent the whole day today with trist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i cannot stress how much i fucking love that boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1547361879921533592-576640159010660516?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/576640159010660516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=576640159010660516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/576640159010660516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/576640159010660516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/shopping-trip-3.html' title='shopping trip. :3'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-3804367667467950243</id><published>2010-09-08T18:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:27:17.967+10:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEAAAAAAH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8db7gOEZm1qzwyfio1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8db7gOEZm1qzwyfio1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FFFFFFFFFFFFFYEAH, EXAMS ARE OVER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now, shopping tomorrow, and then fun times on friday. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and then it's knuckle down and finish art. eurgh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how disgusting. but that's okay, because EXAMS ARE OVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm not even gonna worry about how shitty i did until results come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;right now, i'm too happyyyy too care, eheheheheheheh. 8DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-3804367667467950243?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/3804367667467950243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=3804367667467950243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3804367667467950243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/3804367667467950243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-yeaaaaaah.html' title='OH YEAAAAAAH.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-8901618250871951955</id><published>2010-09-04T11:54:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T12:13:51.321+10:00</updated><title type='text'>day 9 + 10</title><content type='html'>because i ceebs waiting another day to finish this. :3&lt;div&gt;so here we go, without further ado:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Nine: 2 smileys that describe my life right now...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&gt;:(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL, i'm so original. but no, seriously. that is currently me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Ten: one confession&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh dear. hmm... one confession. what is my confession? i'm trying to decide if i should make this mundane, or really deep and meaningful, etc. okay, i'll do one each then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;mundane confession: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot ride a bike. i've never learnt how to, and i fail because i ceebs learning, even now.&lt;br /&gt;one day, this will be very detrimental to something, i'm sure of it. but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;non-mundane confession(s): &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iunno. this doesn't feel like a confession, more like statements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm extremely selfish. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i try not to be. i don't mind being unselfish with things which i don't have a huge value on. but i don't like sharing things that i love more than anything else in the world. and if anyone even tries to ask me to, i'll will be very pissed off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm a hypocrite, and really bitchy as well. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say i hate backstabbers, but i'm one myself. so go figure.&lt;br /&gt;i bitch about people. it's a fact. i'm not a saint.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't classify the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; length &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;of friendship to be important. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i don't have a 'best friend' who i've been with since year 2 or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;it's only who i like the most at a certain time.&lt;br /&gt;so if someone goes up to me and rages at me for picking one friend over another, and one of the reasons that they give me is &lt;i&gt;'i've been your friend longer!'&lt;/i&gt;, then you can guarantee that i will automatically choose the other person over them.&lt;br /&gt;knowing me longer does not give you automatic rights to me whenever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1547361879921533592-8901618250871951955?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/8901618250871951955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=8901618250871951955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/8901618250871951955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/8901618250871951955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-9-10.html' title='day 9 + 10'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1547361879921533592.post-714111813595849041</id><published>2010-09-03T19:19:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T19:23:03.471+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l835zu7z3e1qbbxa9o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 622px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l835zu7z3e1qbbxa9o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's right, baby. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;slytherin's &lt;i&gt;do it&lt;/i&gt; better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1547361879921533592-714111813595849041?l=juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/feeds/714111813595849041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1547361879921533592&amp;postID=714111813595849041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/714111813595849041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1547361879921533592/posts/default/714111813595849041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juxtapose-of-chiaroscuro.blogspot.com/2010/09/lying-is-most-fun-girl-can-have-without.html' title='lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off.'/><author><name>snow-pear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245452785543584642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pcPTAo0dcmE/SkbYcfAQKVI/AAAAAAAAALU/seSwsnI1BbI/S220/Shellfish+Beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
