<?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-35341541</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:19:45.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weird Life Includes Weird People</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missweirdlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35341541/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missweirdlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09740343282249488918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35341541.post-116455312617937176</id><published>2006-11-26T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T07:28:11.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walk-A-Thon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in the morning my sisters(not including kimmy) , brother and i went for a walk-a-thon at centerpoint.We woke up around 7am left the house somewhere around 7:30am we were at centerpoint for very long .....The walking started around 9am.....we waited for 2 hours...was so tiring have to walk 1 gigantic walk around centerpoint.Start from centerpoint then go walk one dam frikkin big round around centerpoint ....We got second for the family category ...The prize was a water filter,a cookie,a mug and other stuff which i cant remember eventhough it was just today....oh and they gave us somekind of goodiebag..inside was a bottle water , muffin , fruitcake , a cap and a mug!we got 4 bags each for 1 of us..Oh!and Josiah and Aaron walked dam fast&lt;br /&gt;Around the finishing line josiah was in between 2 adults.Josiah reached the finishing line first but got disqualifed cause he ran and then he cried cause he got disqualifed after the walk we went to eat at McDonalds.Then we came home and bathed then slept peacefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The talk between Aunty Jane and her son,Josiah&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A.Jane : Why you ran ah Josiah?You shouldn't run mah ... you got disqualified cause you ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Josiah : But i didnt run.They were faster than me (the 2 adults)and i had  to catch up (meaning he ran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;A.Jane : Hahaha..Meaning you run la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35341541-116455312617937176?l=missweirdlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missweirdlife.blogspot.com/feeds/116455312617937176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35341541&amp;postID=116455312617937176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35341541/posts/default/116455312617937176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35341541/posts/default/116455312617937176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missweirdlife.blogspot.com/2006/11/walk-thon-today-in-morning-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09740343282249488918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35341541.post-116455171037333885</id><published>2006-11-26T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T06:35:10.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The Scaredey Cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;On Friday 24 2006 at night(Well...its more like 3am-6am in the morning) The 3 sista's were out so i was in my room in my bed and Aaron was in Kimmy's bed so we were talking about Death Note the anime one.So we talking la about Shinigami Ryuk (Death God Ryuk) then suddenly Aaron was scared and he jumped out from Kimmy's bed and went into my bed.The stupid boy was next to me ....He was on the right side of my bed and i was on the left.I was laughing cause he got scared.....he asked me to turn on the light cause he wanna sleep in his room (i must sleep with him also)in the end he took his phone and went to on the light and we went to his room ...He pulled out the matress which was underneath the bed and we both slept on the floor with the matress(diff matress of course)He told me he didnt like to sleep far away from people wan so when ever he sleep in my grandfather's room(got 2 beds 1 for him and 1 for my grandad) he has to sleep near my granfathers bed cause he doesnt like to sleep far apart from people.....so weird....in the end my sister came home and i went back to my room and he slept in my room with the matress on the floor and we slept nicely that morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35341541-116455171037333885?l=missweirdlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missweirdlife.blogspot.com/feeds/116455171037333885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35341541&amp;postID=116455171037333885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35341541/posts/default/116455171037333885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35341541/posts/default/116455171037333885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missweirdlife.blogspot.com/2006/11/scaredey-cat-on-friday-24-2006-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09740343282249488918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35341541.post-116429798451307583</id><published>2006-11-23T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T08:06:25.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While I was still In School&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wrong shoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Once when going to school i was hurrying to get it the car.So my 2 pairs of my school shoes were outside on the shoe rack.So i took a pair into the car and then i relaxed while my mom starts the car and gets ready to go off.So while my mom was driving and was wearing my socks.After wearing my socks i started to wear my school shoes.When i wore them , my left foot felt uncomfortable in my school shoe.So i looked down to my feet and i was schocked....Wanna noe why?I was wearing a right shoe on my right foot and on my left foot.So instead of tooking a left shoe and right shoe i took 2 right shoes into the car and wore them.So i was to embarassed to tell my mom to turn back and also we were late edi so i just left it alone .Lucky when i was in school no one even noticed(caused no one ever looks at people shoe unless they wanna noe if its dirty that is) so i was not embarassed in school in the end i ended up telling my best friend cause i couldnt take cause it was quite weird and i was eager to tell someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few weeks , days , hours ,minutes , seconds it was time to take my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPSR Results&lt;/span&gt; and then it happen again.I wore the wrong shoe again but this time it wasnt both right shoes...instead it was both left shoes(Wow!im superly clumsy to take the wrong shoes).....&lt;br /&gt;so yea...then we saw our results and then we had to go to the canteen to line up to go to the our class...Then they called all standard 6 to come down to the Dewan . We then sitted and the teachers handed out certificates for us (which contains our results.The school made them)&lt;br /&gt;My best friend then came and sitted next by me and then i told the her my incident with the shoes again and well...she laughed in the end when we got the certificate teacher said we could go home if our parents were in school.I Then called my Amanda using my friends phone.But she didnt pick up so i called my mom and she didnt pick up either....So i called my house and instead of my brother or anyone else that i am related to didnt picked  it up...instead it was my maid .She said that my mom and brother went out so then i said ok and hanged up.Then called Amanda again and she picked up the phone(HURRAY) and she said that she will call my dad to pick me up.And then blablabla my dad call me and suddenly my mom called my frends phone and said she will pick me up then blablabla was in my mom car,called my dad no need to pick up anymore then blablabla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Fini-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPSR Result!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penulisan                                              A&lt;br /&gt;Pemahaman                                         C&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sains                                                        B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English                                                    A&lt;br /&gt;Matematik                                             A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shock to have found out i got a A for Penulisan!So shocking...alot people also got A for penulisan .Wow....So many A's for Penulisan!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/35341541-116429798451307583?l=missweirdlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missweirdlife.blogspot.com/feeds/116429798451307583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35341541.post-116203495170607631</id><published>2006-10-28T04:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T08:29:45.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Old Dreams&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was young about 4 or 5 i had this dreams over and over again.In my dream i was in my mother's or father's car.I was at the driving wheel thing.I would drive the car around my neighbourhood,sometimes the gate would be lock and i would reverse and bang the gate down and then i would start to drive.Sometimes i would wake up then go back to sleep and i would have the same dream again XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have other dreams that will repeat over and over again like this dream about my brother and i.Me and my brother would be jumping on my sister's bed,he would be on Amanda's bed and i would be on Kimmy's bed.While we was jumping i had this hammer in my hand and then i would ask my brother to move away cause i wanna throw the hammer to the cupboard which is near to Amanda's bed.But my brother refuses to move and he said "Throw La the hammer".So ok,i throw the hammer straight at him cause i was frustrated and it hit his toe.His toe began to bleed and he went downstairs to my parents to tell them that it was bleeding.I went downstairs too and look at his toe while my mom bandages it.When i had the same dream again,so ok he went down to tell my mom so while my mom was bandaging it i would say "See!!You're toe bleeding again,it happen before right!!" and he would say "Huh?it where got happen before".Once i think my dream came true but i wasnt very sure for it was quite a long time ago ^^&lt;br 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title=''/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09740343282249488918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35341541.post-115971728228846136</id><published>2006-10-01T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:46:42.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Yay!!Finally got a blog ^^.Hehe let me tell you about the day on 28th September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Characters in my Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jo-Ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yong Poh Yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;(But we shall call her Sally ok? ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Neeti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;(They are my friends from skool if you didnt noe ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;(Im not really in the story wkakakak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;When we were in class and teacher wasnt there so my friend Jo-Ann &amp; Sally (Yong Poh Yee) were playing with the chalk.They threw the chalk at each other.Then after that Me &amp;amp; Neeti played with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jo-Ann : *Squats down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Neeti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*Pulls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Jo-Ann's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;squating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;floor*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;After that Sally timed Neeti &amp; Me to see how fast we can go but sally didnt time herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;After Sally timed Neeti,she timed me and I won &amp; Neeti lose(hehe).After that Neeti wanted to go to the toilet with Jo-Ann so that Jo-ann could wash her pinafore which was dirtied by Sally with chalk marks but our Class Monitor Sherwin didnt let them go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Neeti : Eh,Jo-Ann you want water or not?I can give you some water from my water bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jo-Ann : Ok lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Neeti : *pours some water onto Jo-Ann's hand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jo_Ann : *Washes pinafore with the water*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Neeti : You want somemore or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jo-Ann : Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Neeti : *Pours some more water on her hand*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jo-Ann : *Drinks the water*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Sally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kelly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Neeti :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;s&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kelly : Eh Jo-Ann you crazy ah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Neeti : I drank the water one you noe Jo-Ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Sally : You so disgusting your hand dirty somemore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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