<?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-2516593795793587240</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:52:24.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BZZZZZT!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-3806672712617115412</id><published>2010-04-11T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:19:33.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIVE EFFING DAYS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FOR TOMORROW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have to read 15 chapters, and a bajillion questions from this dumb novel.&lt;br /&gt;2. A project due.&lt;br /&gt;3. Three tests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have two projects due. (One of the projects is a partner project, but my partner isn't doing sh*t.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have to print out a bunch of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Grace before meals.&lt;br /&gt;8. HARANA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. DIRECTORYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nine&lt;/em&gt; things due in &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML FML FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-3806672712617115412?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/3806672712617115412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2010/04/five-effing-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/3806672712617115412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/3806672712617115412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2010/04/five-effing-days.html' title='FIVE EFFING DAYS.'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-7191693270787358056</id><published>2010-03-02T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:59:31.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please don’t judge.&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t hate.&lt;br /&gt;Your insults don’t make me feel great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t push.&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t shove.&lt;br /&gt;Physical abuse doesn’t show love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re a fag.&lt;br /&gt;You’re a dick.”&lt;br /&gt;All these words feel like a kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it make you feel good?&lt;br /&gt;Does it make you feel happy?&lt;br /&gt;Your insults hurt, no matter how crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;Do I care?&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me, but hey, life’s not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, &lt;em&gt;i’m just a boy&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting thrown around, &lt;em&gt;like an old toy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-7191693270787358056?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/7191693270787358056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-dont-judge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/7191693270787358056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/7191693270787358056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2010/03/please-dont-judge.html' title=''/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-5133792114093116063</id><published>2010-02-06T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T13:16:38.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning World~</title><content type='html'>Hey guys :D&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't blogged in such a long time, but i'm here to talk about random stuff that happened so far xD Yesterday, May Bukas Pa ended :C It was so sad cause Santino died and everyone was like... crying... then Mary and Jesus tell him that his mission (to live life as a normal kid) hasn't ended yet, so he comes back to life. I was a bit iffy about the ending, but I guess it wasn't THAT bad. Last night, I also watched an episode of Friends, the one where Phoebe was dating two guys named Vince and Jason (AT THE SAME TIME) LOL It made me feel awkward everytime I heard their names, but hey, it was pretty funny HAHA Today i'm going to sleepover at my cousin's house because my lola, lola's sister and auntie are arriving in Vancouver from the Philippines :D I miss them so much-la~ On to other news, I think it's finally safe for me to say i've gotten over (insert name here). It took me 7 months, but w/e, I realize (insert name here) is one of my closest friends (basically like a brother) and I won't let my stupid "feelings" to get in the way of that :D I can't wait till our meeting next Saturday :) Well that's all I have to say I guess, i'll try to blog more often and y'all just lost the game :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- . - . - . - . - . - . - . - . - . -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-5133792114093116063?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/5133792114093116063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-morning-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/5133792114093116063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/5133792114093116063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-morning-world.html' title='Good Morning World~'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-6951880839006198741</id><published>2009-12-27T16:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:17:46.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KINDA LATE. LOOOL</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope every one has a happy holiday and a prosperous new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this will be my post covering most of my winter break : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER 18, FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of school was so chill. It was basically just homeroom, seeing all my friends for the last time in 2009. After that, we went to mass for an hour. The dance squad did an awesome performance :D the song they danced to was Halo. It kinda scared me ‘cause the song played out of now where LOL After the mass I greeted all my friends, and said my goodbyes. I got some candy! After school I went home. Whatta relief! I went to sleep right away, but didn’t wake up in time for BLD D: I feel so bad. I missed the Mark 10 mass DX So yeah, I just stayed home and talked to people. (END)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER 29, SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day I went to Metro with my family to buy people presents because that night was the BLD Christmas Party! That’s one of my most favourite events of the whole year. Aisha, Jeremy, AB, Faye and Vince was there. VIIIINCE. I WAS SO EFFING HAPPY HE WAS THERE. I swear I was gonna have a massive heart attack. I didn’t know how to talk to him! All I could do was reply to all the topics he brings up… which really stinks. A little birdie once told me he doesn’t like it when I’m sad, and that he wants ME to start the conversations. So from now on, I call the shots and become the most sociable ninny out there :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER 22, TUESDAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Wakee (or Joaquin) slept over the night before. He got me into build-a-bears HAHA so later that day, we all went to Coquitlam centre and made build-a-bears! I made the most ADORABLE Alvin plushie ever! I’m in love with it LOL it’s so cute! And when I press his right arm, the song “You really got me now” plays :D I play build-a-bearville now too, so if you chill there, add me! I’m hunterblack287 :3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER 24, THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve! We ate together as a family, said our prayers and opened our presents :3 I got Street Fighter IV, but I suck balls xD I slept at like 5 AM… talking to Aisha. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER 25, FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas I went to my cousin’s house for dinner. They got me a Hoodie : D My hamster Peach got new bedding and a new chew toy. I love family gatherings :3 My uncle and my cousin were supposed to come, but they couldn’t get on the ferry cause it was full :C I hope to see them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that’s about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I’m going to Metro with some of my friends from YE11 : D I’ll update more when stuff happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYES~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-6951880839006198741?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/6951880839006198741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/12/kinda-late-loool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/6951880839006198741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/6951880839006198741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/12/kinda-late-loool.html' title='KINDA LATE. LOOOL'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-7074467411940335731</id><published>2009-12-20T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T15:23:27.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I can be the most confusing douche out there. Even to myself. Yesterday I went to the BLD Christmas party. I was happy to see everyone there, especially Aisha whom I haven’t seen in ages. :D Our performance was so last minute, but it was awesome LOL we did the 12 days of Christmas sesame street version… I was Ernie LOL teehee :3 someone decided to show up like, two seconds before our second performance… it was HIM. I guess I was happy that he ACTUALLY showed up. But like always, it was just him talking. He commented saying “why are you sad?”, and I always ended up saying “I’m not sad.” Which is obviously a lie. It’s so confusing how I think it’s so hard to talk to him. I mean… he’s my best friend, my “kuya”… I shouldn’t have troubles talking to him. When I went to play a game, my eyes often peered over to where he was. I always spotted him talking to Aisha. D: sometimes I worry it’s me they’re talking about. Each time I saw him, I died a little bit inside. I swear I was gonna cry. I was silent that night. At one point, I left the group and hid where no one else was. I decided to call Stavros but he didn’t pick up… I decided to stay at that same spot for like, 2 minutes, until I decided it’s about time to go back. I had so much to say, so much to apologize for. But I didn’t know where to start. Sometimes I wish I could just write a letter to him expressing all my feelings. So I guess …. I’ll do that right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Vince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry I don’t talk a lot these days. It’s just that… I’m guilty about a lot of things. First of all, I’m sorry whenever me and Aisha whisper or text each other when you’re right there. I understand it makes you feel excluded and I don’t want that to stop you from going to BLD or any other YE activities. I guess you know… most stuff that goes on, so there’s no need to be secretive anymore. Second, I’m sorry I don’t hang out with you at school. I just feel like I have to give you some space with your friends your own age… or maybe I just thought you hated me or something. Last, I’m sorry for liking you. I know how much it hurts you to have to find out that your little brother thinks of you as more than an older sibling. To be honest, that’s what I regret the most. Being the older sibling in my family, I need someone to look up to. One day I decided you were that someone. You’re like my older sibling. It was foolish of me to think of you as more than that… I miss the old times when we used to talk more. Hanging out, going to meet ups and metro and all that fun stuff… it’s my fault all of that is gone. My stupid “feelings” got in the way and it ruined everything. Other YE people (particularly Aisha, Jeremy and AB) that read this, I’m also sorry for putting so much on you guys about my dumb emotions and mood swings. I miss being the happy, joyful Tim everyone knew, who didn’t have anything in his way. Now the Tim you all know is depressing, sad and always emotional. It’s such a turn off to other people… it’s my fault some people turn away from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bottomline, I just want you to know I’m sorry for everything. For hurting you with my “emotions” and feelings… I just wish life had a rewind button so I could change everything I did in the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your little brother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-7074467411940335731?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/7074467411940335731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/7074467411940335731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/7074467411940335731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sorry.html' title='i&apos;m sorry.'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-7739956830725461507</id><published>2009-11-29T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:01:06.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Convince.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you can be such a…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whiny Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douche bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brotherly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE UP YOUR MIND, ASSWIPE. WILL YOU BE A FRIEND OR NOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly. What happened to you? You used to be like an older brother to me. But I guess things change, huh? You always used to tell me to move to Surrey. And so I did. I moved cities just to be closer to you, ‘cause I was sick of getting picked on by assholes at my old school. I love my new friends, but I want my old one back…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should take some of the blame too. Why the hell did I have to like you? Why didn’t I realize that we’re friends, and that’s all we’ll ever be? WHY CAN’T THE MESSAGE GET THROUGH MY THICK SKULL? WHY AM I SUCH AN IDIOT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re an ass. But I know deep down that stone-cold heart of yours, the old you is still there. I really miss the old you. I think I’ve cried long enough to deserve my old friend back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick of crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-7739956830725461507?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/7739956830725461507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/11/convince.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/7739956830725461507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/7739956830725461507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/11/convince.html' title='Convince.'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-2136748031907638485</id><published>2009-11-10T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:57:57.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regrets.</title><content type='html'>I don't even know why I wanted to move cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I gave up being with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I was willing to adjust to a new city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. It was to be with &lt;em&gt;you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we don't even talk anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even see you at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was supposed to be a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears run down my cheeks. For the dumbest of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just being ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just miss &lt;em&gt;you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-2136748031907638485?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/2136748031907638485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/11/regrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/2136748031907638485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/2136748031907638485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/11/regrets.html' title='Regrets.'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-6482001799728644372</id><published>2009-11-04T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:52:02.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry me a river. Build a bridge. Get the hell over it.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the title might have already given it away, this is a rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook and all the lovely people on it have had enough of my bullcrap.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to take all my anger out here. Not like any of you actually read this, anyways. This whole “depression” thing has been eating up everything that used to make me happy. Cosplay, anime, video games, JAPAN, anime conventions… they don’t appeal to me anymore. It’s like as if it were all just a phase, and pessimistic little Timmy’s moving on in life. But I don’t want to move on, if it is “just a phase”. Anime is basically the magnet that brought me to the group of friends I have. I’m lucky to find friends that share the same interests that I have. But in the past few months, we went past that and found things that made us even closer. &lt;- That last sentence proves that I totally forgot what I was here for. But anyways, I’ll try to ditch the rant for now… before I explode or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been pretty crappy lately. Right after LSS, I got chicken pox. I missed a whole week and two days of school. I got so lazy in the past two weeks. =3= I do realise tomorrow is Thursday, Saturday feels like a long time from now. If it were Saturday right now, I’d be lounging my ass off in bed. Look, I’m swearing already. I’ll end this post here before I start swearing by the paragraph-load or something :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-6482001799728644372?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/6482001799728644372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/11/cry-me-river-build-bridge-get-hell-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/6482001799728644372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/6482001799728644372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/11/cry-me-river-build-bridge-get-hell-over.html' title='Cry me a river. Build a bridge. Get the hell over it.'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-6554969712600366378</id><published>2009-10-09T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:36:42.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear CARNEY ASSHOLES</title><content type='html'>dear CARNEY ASSHOLEs, spefically NICCO, JIN, CURTIS, JOSH and of course, MARCO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys are dickheads. you think you're so cool by uploading videos of each other "fighting" chris... i mean seriously, if you were "cool", you'd leave him alone and let him be. instead, you decide to act like posers and "fight" him. last time i checked, fighting does not mean pushing each other around. pushing people around is pushing people around. which makes you look like an asshole. wait no, it doesnt make you LOOK like an asshole, it MAKES you an asshole. you guys have no sense of respect for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so fucking happy i moved to holy cross. you guys think you're so gangster... you're actually just a bunch of posers. i go to a school in fuckin surrey, the land of gang wars and samosas, and things are much peaceful at HC than there in carney. it's not 'cause of the school, it's cause the people here arent a bunch of dumbasses who dont treat everyone the way they want to be treated. don't be so surprised that i'm ranting now. i've hated you losers since the moment you first bitched at me for no reason. i hope you grow up to be unsuccessful druggies who have no lives and go live in the streets in downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely you fucking douchebags,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim lim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-6554969712600366378?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/6554969712600366378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-carney-assholes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/6554969712600366378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/6554969712600366378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-carney-assholes.html' title='dear CARNEY ASSHOLES'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-5269108961623967013</id><published>2009-10-07T22:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:59:11.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm here again.</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm here on popular demand (more like Aisha's demand), so i'll talk about a bunch of random crap I come up with. Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;School was okay today. Math was okay as usual, it's not so stressful yet. Science was funny, cause I couldn't stop laughing LOL I think I annoyed Barbara (a girl who I sat next to, she's an awesome artist :D). English was good, I like it a lot 'cause it's pretty easy and my teacher's so chill :D she's not a boring teacher at all. Socials was awesome, cause we get this little assignment where we have to draw a bird's eye view of our rooms :D I looooove drawing stuff like this LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got picked up at like 3:40. An hour past the time I walked out of the school D: Good thing I had my DS... but it died, so it wasn't really helpful. When I got home I took a nap cause I felt soooo tired... I had potato wedges for a snack when I woke up :D An hour after that I started feeling sick... I still feel so sick right now D: I wanna go to school tomorrow (Drama yay :D) but if I don't feel well, then I might aswell stay home and not get anyone sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days since I found a working ROM yesterday :D It's kinda addicting, and it's pretty new to me 'cause i've never played a KH game for keeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-5269108961623967013?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/5269108961623967013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-here-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/5269108961623967013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/5269108961623967013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-here-again.html' title='i&apos;m here again.'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-5359821012732294982</id><published>2009-10-06T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:17:17.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back? o_o</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from lazyness ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess nothing's happened lately..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to watch My Lucky Star (some Taiwanese drama Aisha wouldnt stop talking about xD)&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't go so well? I don't think I can commit myself to watch a whole drama HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;OHHH UMMM 358/2 DAYS CAME OUT LAST TUESDAY! I wanna buy it, but I'm saving up to buy Kingdom Hearts II, and I already have an R4 anyways. BUT I CAN'T FIND THE WORKING ROM! sooo pissed D:&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my birthday is in 41 days~!! So excited :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now... What a half assed post, eh? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-5359821012732294982?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/5359821012732294982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/5359821012732294982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/5359821012732294982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-back-oo.html' title='i&apos;m back? o_o'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-595359454582888671</id><published>2009-09-23T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:18:31.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>51 days till my birthday :D</title><content type='html'>well it's been quite a while since i blogged :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i read aisha's post and i wanna list off what i want in 51 days!!! HAHA ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all happy early birthday aisha, you've helped me sooo much, i dunno what i'd do without you! i love you moo :D and to Angie too! Happy Birthday in a few days cousin :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYSS. My turns to announce my royal list of wants :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Any Figma/Nendoroids&lt;br /&gt;2. AA Hoodie - Forrest Green, Purple, Red or Lapis&lt;br /&gt;3. Purple or Green High-Tops Converse&lt;br /&gt;4. LOTS AND LOTS OF POCKY&lt;br /&gt;5. Money Money Money&lt;br /&gt;6. Mikuo Cosplay&lt;br /&gt;7. Ouran Cosplay&lt;br /&gt;8. Desert Scarf/Scandana/WHATEVER YOU CALL IT&lt;br /&gt;9. Clothes~ Nice ones, since I get deprived of that A LOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-595359454582888671?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/595359454582888671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/09/51-days-till-my-birthday-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/595359454582888671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/595359454582888671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/09/51-days-till-my-birthday-d.html' title='51 days till my birthday :D'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-7830103413468672701</id><published>2009-09-08T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:49:57.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ughh. why...</title><content type='html'>hey guys. sorry i didnt blog yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i thought school would be so exciting... trying to look my best for it... trying to think positive.&lt;br /&gt;but no.&lt;br /&gt;it was nothing like i expected. i was as stiff as a twig. i barely moved. i don't talk. im ALWAYS keeping to myself. why. why cant i force myself to be sociable? why is it so hard for me to make friends? but anyways thats not the only bad thing that's happened today. just as i get out of my car, the principal spazzes at me to tuck in my shirt. that definately shattered my eardrum. i'm always either at the front or at the back for all of my classes... and speaking of classes, they were all... scary. first of all, PE. i -hate- PE. me and PE is a DISASTER waiting to happen. and to make things worse, my gym teacher is someone who looks and acts like someone ripped him out of a boot camp dvd. torture. then there's english. my english teacher is pretty... scary. i dont wanna ellaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school was like angels dragging me out of hell. boy was i happy the day ended. what was actually 1.5 hours felt like 24 hours. anyways. i called aisha first thing... i told her my day was terrible. i got lost. i got spazzed at by my principal. and i get gym for second period. after she hung up, i got in my car... freedom is sweet. =3= but that's not how the story ends. a close friend of mine... or atleast thats what aisha said, wanted me to hang out with him... meh. i really dont know anymore. its so confusing... i mean, things are so complicated... MY HEAD HURTS NOW. I'LL STOP. D8&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so nervous about school tomorrow. Thinking about it makes me feel like my whole body is in pain... I wanna cry. But I cant. I wanna sleep... But I dont wanna fck up my sleeping patterns. ARGHH. LIFE'S A B*TCH. D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna take out all my anger on you innocent people, so i'll end this post here. I hope things get better. Because if they dont... Ugh. D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-7830103413468672701?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/7830103413468672701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/09/ughh-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/7830103413468672701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/7830103413468672701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/09/ughh-why.html' title='ughh. why...'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-1569940247492021621</id><published>2009-09-06T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T17:16:46.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school in two days!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey guys! It's Tim again, with another blogpost. As promised :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was pretty normal... I woke up at 10:30, texted Aisha to wake up and went out to do stuff. :3 Last night I got unlimited text! 8DDD FINALLY. No more 70 dollar phone bill haha ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah... I usually text alot, like 50 per day XD cause I always text Aisha... I'd be texting someone else but they never reply HAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also got my uniform today 8D I have the shirts, but the pants are still getting hemmed (sp pls), so I can only provide a pic of my shirt ;3 it'll be at the bottom of this post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after getting my uniform me n my awesome family went out to get early dinner since my parents are going to a performance thingy tonight :O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess thats all for now... i'll be blogging again tomorrow! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here's the pic of me in my uniform~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/SqRPVd-1SiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ih8PIHH_mN4/s1600-h/p_00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/SqRPVd-1SiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ih8PIHH_mN4/s1600-h/p_00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378511085231229474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/SqRPVd-1SiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ih8PIHH_mN4/s320/p_00012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2516593795793587240-1569940247492021621?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/1569940247492021621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-in-two-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/1569940247492021621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/1569940247492021621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/09/school-in-two-days.html' title='school in two days!!!'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/SqRPVd-1SiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ih8PIHH_mN4/s72-c/p_00012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-8957107368065284168</id><published>2009-09-05T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:27:37.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la-vi! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;heyy guys! it's tim :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I havent had a decent post that -I- actually wrote in a while... But anyways! Lots to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I would like to thank my friend Aisha for making my blog look good! 8D THANK YOU SO MUCHH~ I promise i'll blog everyday LOL. GO CHECK OUT HER BLOG NOWW. &lt;a href="http://realisticdays.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://realisticdays.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; (btw which bleach thingies do you want? LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is like in 3 days!!! I'm sorta excited 'cause i've transfered to a different school ;) I'm just gonna call it HC for now. haha. I guess i'm happy that i'm moving to this school cause I was such a loner kid at my old school! XD and this time I know people from HC... especially the person I have certain feelings for ;D it'll be soo awkward to see them everyday... I guess it pays off for the times we never hung out this summer XD I'm getting my school uniform tomorrow~ So last minute :3 Their uniform is pretty different from my old one... I think? Either way i've gotten used to uniforms :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I guess that's it for now! It's been fun blogging, and expect another entry tomorrow ish! I might even upload a pic of my uniform LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;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/2516593795793587240-8957107368065284168?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/8957107368065284168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-vi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/8957107368065284168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/8957107368065284168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-vi.html' title='la-vi! :)'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-3195122216040137938</id><published>2009-09-05T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T18:45:16.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lalalalalal I OWE AISHA BLEACH FIGURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-3195122216040137938?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/3195122216040137938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/09/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/3195122216040137938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/3195122216040137938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/09/d.html' title=':)'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-5449870526042021539</id><published>2009-08-31T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:32:19.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCOREEE :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hah, this is what you get for telling me your password for blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;anyways this is Aisha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;http://realisticdays.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;go to my blog its fun there :D loool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;anyways Tim congratulations well that might be to early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but hope you get into HC.. if you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;congratulations! ho ho ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;okaay it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;damn okay then you tell me they are full? LOLOL oh well xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;well I'll be back to hack you later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;, love ms.aquilario&lt;br /&gt;:D I hacked&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/2516593795793587240-5449870526042021539?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/5449870526042021539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/08/scoreee-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/5449870526042021539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/5449870526042021539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/08/scoreee-d.html' title='SCOREEE :D'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2516593795793587240.post-1429751342138910398</id><published>2009-07-31T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:46:26.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the I N T R O D U C T I O N</title><content type='html'>hey .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably like my third blog but i hope to update this one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name is tim, but you can call me w/e . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you later &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p e a c e &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2516593795793587240-1429751342138910398?l=princecaius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/feeds/1429751342138910398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-n-t-r-o-d-u-c-t-i-o-n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/1429751342138910398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2516593795793587240/posts/default/1429751342138910398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princecaius.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-n-t-r-o-d-u-c-t-i-o-n.html' title='the I N T R O D U C T I O N'/><author><name>caius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11451658497453117555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khvcJFLhsLU/StObxFn2DcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/882UoNyqz5E/S220/tim.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
