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      <title>Oh you know you shine</title>
      <link>http://donutrampage.blogdrive.com/archive/67.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 07:54:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>hello, i have decided to write a futuristic blog about predictions and the future and what not. first off. there are two times on the year which i hate the most. not to be too specific, but they occur during the end and the middle of the year. its the time of year that really reallllllllllllllllllllly tests my patience and make me the biggest bitch of the southern hemisphere. yes, you got it. i get my periods. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;NO WUT, I WAS JOKING.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;let's not talk about that for now. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 488px; height: 323px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd158/cynthiasmojo/SPRINGTIME081.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i read SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE, oh my. its really called Q&amp;amp;A but i dont know why they change everything to adpadt to the movie when really thr movie was adapted fromt the book so i dont know :S the protagonist doesnt even win a million rupees, the prize amount is a BILLION so ... smashing book nonetheless (nonetheless is like three words crammed into one to save space). its very simple and even utilises cliches, but its still a very good book. THEY ARE SO CUTE, FUNNY AND KIND (L) &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;this in turn makes me really admire the director of slumdog millionarire DAnny Boyle (from memory?) who warped the whole novel into this crazy, epic blockbuster. and its like, woowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. yeah. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what else have i been up to?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reading&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buying books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IM IN YEAR 12 OH MY LORD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have two major works (but theresa told me this guy had 5 and he's still alive, so i guess its not all bad)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;back on tumblr :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learning to play 'ice dance' on piano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GLEE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;so stop you're crying. &lt;br&gt;i would hate to think that in ten years time, my kids will be apeshit. no offence to my kids. im not saying im like a hybrid breed of intelligent. but ive been thinking. what my kids (or anyone right now) lives in some eutopian paradise. a mum and dad living under the same roof, of a big house, no brothers and sisters, going to a privilleged school, having many friends, smart, gifted what have you. how will they cope when they realise how gross the world is out there? im not saying i should throw your guys into the living pits of hell just so you can smarten up. i would just hate to think that in ten years time , the biggest problem in our lives is that tear in our levi jeans. or the stomach putruding out of our shirts cos we've been sitting in chairs all of our lives and we just whizz around in space doing nothing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>WHAT HAPPENED TO THE PREVIOUS POST?</title>
      <link>http://donutrampage.blogdrive.com/archive/66.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 14:44:18 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 No seriously, cynth did you delete it? i liked that post :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i feel like such a bum because i haven't done much these holidays except staying up late till 3-4 in the morning doing god knows what and waking up at 12-1 in the afternoon which i never ever do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay so i made a to-do list for the holidays again, which i was certain i would be able to tick everything off BUT I STILL HAVEN'T GOTTEN MY Ls YET. But i don't feel that i'm at a great loss.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was also meant to read, so i borrowed 2 books from the library:&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 222px; height: 333px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.moocowfanclub.com/files/Just-Cover-Looking-Glass.jpg&quot;&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img style=&quot;width: 221px; height: 332px;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/38310000/38318083.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But well, i haven't even read &quot;The Female of the Species&quot; yet.&amp;nbsp; The name sounded in interesting, but now i realise that it's actually a murder/mystery novel. hmmmmm.&lt;br&gt;I was recommended to read the &quot;The Looking Glass Wars&quot; - I've only read about 50 pages.&amp;nbsp; The novel basically claims that the &quot;Alice in Wonderland&quot; story was 'wrong' and a lie, and that what happens in here is 'correct.'&amp;nbsp; Worth a read guys, it gives a differently interesting perspective. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On another note, i am in need of a new phone. Like, now. For those who don't know, my phone rotates, and since i'm so careless, i've like, dropped it a billion times (and i might have thrown it a couple of times as well...).&amp;nbsp; So the 2 parts to my phone are currently hanging together with 1 screw and the wires cause i've lost all the other screws. yeaaaaaahh. and its battery is screwing upppppppppppppp. but there aren't that many phones that i like. any suggestions?&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     
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      <title>no i am not a genius</title>
      <link>http://donutrampage.blogdrive.com/archive/65.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 03 Sep 2009 15:13:40 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>hi, i should be doing my fairytale but i don't feel up for it and i have absolutely zilch ideas. i have 33 words, go me T___T&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i find it hard to understand why my parents can't accept the fact that i am not a genius, and that no, i don't like maths all that much, and that yes, i would like to drop down to 2u.&amp;nbsp; my mum goes off about how i refused to go tutoring, and that maybe, if i went, i would be brilliant and score 100% for each and every exam.&amp;nbsp; after a lengthy talk with my parents i thought they had caved in and let me do 2u - but then later on my mum comes in and says that tomorrow she will find a tutoring for me to do 3u. DID SHE NOT UNDERSTAND??? i'm not going to do 3u, my note's due tomorrow, its too late.&amp;nbsp; what is it with asian parents and maths. sigh.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>school will be the death of me</title>
      <link>http://donutrampage.blogdrive.com/archive/64.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 14:42:03 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I'm so annoyed at school right now i think someone should shoot me. PLEASE. &lt;br&gt;okay well this will be me rambling on about school so if you don't want to waste your time reading this rant then i suggest you close this right now. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've realised the amount of shit I have that needs to be handed in for school over the coming 4 weeks of school and i have no-freaking-idea how i am going to finish it all, or even get through these 4 weeks. over the next 2 weeks i'm going to have about 4-5 hour sleeps every night but probably will need to throw a couple of all nighters, i don't know how i'm going to go through school. i'd probably fall asleep in class. like last time after my d&amp;amp;t assignment, i fell asleep in eng ext for 40 minutes. but that felt so gooooooooood. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so instead of studying for my eco assessment which is on monday and which i dont even understand the topic being tested on, IM BLOGGING. i think the amount of work i have to do is so overwhelming if i dont write all of this down im going to have a breakdown. but i think i still will because of the amount of work i need to do.&amp;nbsp; and then i have that stupid eng wolf essay to do for wednesday. then the fairytale thing for friday. then i have my d&amp;amp;t assignment on tuesday, which we may or may not be getting a sort of extension. if we dont IM FREAKING SCREWED. I wont be able to sleep at all, AGAIN. AND THEN i have eng ext essay for friday. which i am annoyed at. why did they give it to us at such a short notice??? far out, if i wasnt still contemplating on doing this next year (or rather, next term) i would do such a half-arsed job at it; but sadly, i am still contemplating so i guess i can't do that.&amp;nbsp; and why oh why did they have to make it due the friday before exams.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;on top of all that mound of hw and assignments due i still need to make notes for exams which i dont know how because eco and bio are so effing long it isnt funny. seriously. my notes for eco for this half of the course will reach the 30s in pages. on top of the notes from the first half of the year. and bio i practically have to self learn everything because nothing is really taught in class. and im really pissed at my exam timetable. it must be the shittest timetable in the grade. maybe. everything's so cramped its G.A.Y. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;first week; tues: eng, thurs: bio prac. &lt;br&gt;second week; mon: eng ext, d&amp;amp;t; tues: maths; wednesday: bio, eco&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i pretty much have 5 exams in a row.&amp;nbsp; all of which im screwed for. except for maybe d&amp;amp;t cause i can bs my way out of it. but everything else????? shittttttttttt. i think i've reached a stage where i know how shit i'll do for maths i dont think i care anymore, but really i do but everything is just so overwhelming right now on top of a whole load of other crap its not funny. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and i also have this research thing for d&amp;amp;t but im freaking capped but this is due before i get uncapped its so annoying cause my sister wasted all the downloads from webcamming. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay. i think i should stop. time to do some work. but i have so much work to do i cant decide on where to start. &lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>Paper Cuts and Cheating Lovers</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 11:20:22 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 happy birthday to yuyan. what a fantastic day this must be for her. like a mother watching her child take their first steps. like the day you buy your first house. the day you get married. finding money at the back of your fridge. all the good things in life. &lt;br&gt;so seeing as she will not throw a birthday party, i will throw one for her. it will go something like this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 146px; height: 191px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i.ivillage.com/PP/party_place/princess_palace_325.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 243px; height: 192px;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.fusionbeats.com.au/images/functions/fusion%20beats%20functions%20birthday%20party%201.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 142px; height: 192px;&quot; src=&quot;http://endlesscandles.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/mad-cat-birthday-party.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;where i will make everyone dress up as fairies. an angry cat will be present. and i will bake a fairy cake. i think yuyan will like that. evidently, instead of doing fizix, maths and chem homework I was busy fiddling with blog drive. i really dont like blogdrive. it really doesnt like me either. the feeling is mutual. i like mutual stuff. well i realise is G.A.Y as in gross, atrocious and yucky, but im not going to do anything about it until yuyan comes back. bottom line:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;you: OMG I LOVE DONUT RAMPAGE BUT THAT HEADER IMAGE IS MAKING ME HAVE -20, -20 VISION, SHIT. I MUST CALL YUYAN NOW. SHE MUST COME AND REMOVE THE BEAST. FOR SHE IS THE KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOUR WHO WILL SAVE US ALL. YUYAN COME NAO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ yuyan comes and saves the day, and seeing as she has time will then blog an epic blog about the epicness of blogging ~ &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well anyways, along with the new layout (if you call it a layout), i promist to blog about more important shit, that we can all sit down and discuss. then laugh about it. then get into real heated debates. then punch up and what not. meanwhile, i now have a tumblr to occupy me :) yay shameless self-advertisement &lt;a href=&quot;http://hide3seek.tumblr.com/&quot; target=&quot;_self&quot;&gt;http://hide3seek.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt; i couldnt use 'hidenseek' so i had to use a '3' cos it kinda looks like a '&amp;amp;', right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;question of the week: WOULD YOU LIKE A DAFFODIL? if yes, please discuss why. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;
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      <title>seriously.</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 11:56:15 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>as i was walking under a tree today, i felt something hit my head.&amp;nbsp; at first i thought it was a branch from the tree, but then moments later i heard wings flutter past.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;turned out a bird had flown into my head. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it left me paranoid for the rest of my walk cause i kept feeling the claws of the feet on my head and scratching it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>caramel kisses</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 13:23:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>so i went to jeannie's house today with the intention of cooking.. something.&amp;nbsp; we eventually found a recipe called 'caramel kisses' which are supposed to look like this in the end:&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.taste.com.au/images/recipes/agt/2009/06/21378.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DOESN'T THAT JUST TICKLE YOUR TASTE BUDS? damn why do these photos always look nothing like what i end up making. this is what we ended up with :&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 427px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i367.photobucket.com/albums/oo116/gee--whiz/DSC00359.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yeah, the angle is different and everything, but they were stuck in the pans LOL and i needed to leave so i didn't have time to try get them out.&amp;nbsp; But we knew that this one would most likely be a fail halfway through when we smelt what horrible concoction we had made up with a whole can of condensed milk, butter, and golden syrup. i think i would have turned fat if i hate all of that, but then again, no matter how much i eat i don't seem to get much fatter. hmmm. anyway so to try make them less ugly we decorated the 'kisses' with icing ;) we got one of jeannie's 7 year old family friend to decorate two of them, guess which LOL. they all look like they've been done by a 5 year old :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i ended up walking back to lakemba station with jeannie with the zigzag patterned one in my hand, and when i realised that i had only 2 minutes left.. i realised that &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; i should have been walking faster. i reach the station and i recognise the unmistakable sound of the train doors closing. oh damn. i was supposed to get back earlier. i made up some ridiculous excuse to my mum on the phone that my watch's time was slow for some reason, and when i got home my mum says 'i think your watch's battery needs replacing, that's probably why its so slow' LOL. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so we sat in the station and i was trying to eat the caramel kiss but first i needed to take it out of the patty pan... which i had great difficulty doing.&amp;nbsp; i ended up ripping the paper where nothing touched it but basically everywhere else the paper was still stuck.&amp;nbsp; so i ripped it in half which easily ripped off the paper from the base and secretly i was thinking 'NOOOO now i have to fnish it all because jeannie is right here and looking at me expectantly' lol.&amp;nbsp; but yeah anyway i still had great difficulty eating it since the sides of it was still stuck with paper but surprisingly it tasted okay except for the chocolate on top. an old lady was laughing at me struggling to eat it ;(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 439px; height: 328px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i367.photobucket.com/albums/oo116/gee--whiz/DSC00362.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;BUT before the day ended and before the catastrophic caramel kisses, we also attempted to make a chocolate swirl cheesecake. mmmmm. so what we ended up was this:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 445px; height: 593px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i367.photobucket.com/albums/oo116/gee--whiz/DSC00356.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it probably would look tastier from a different angle but then that would have meant letting you see the sides, which i don't think you would want to see lol. but i can assure you that IT TASTED FANTABULOUS. except for the chocolate base which was made from chocolate biscuits. LOL some hidden part of jeannie's food processor broke and all these plastic bits were scattered in the mixture.&amp;nbsp; when we were scooping it into the pan we saw them and we started scooping them out, and quote jeannie &quot;i think i've done a thorough search,&quot; but when we all bit into it we noticed like a further billion in there. okay but i thought we did a pretty thorough search too.. oh well. the cheese bit tasted awesome :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;meanwhile jeannie also made garlic bread to eat with the pizza her sister's friends and her sister bought. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so after 3ish long hours of baking, we sat down at her table and indulged in garlic bread, pizza, and the best fried chicken i have ever had whilst laughing at her sister and friends struggle through a vareity of wii games. oh yeah we finished a whole pizza (H)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so that 7yr old girl i was telling you about, she wanted jeannie to play bomberman on DS with her, but jeannie was precoccupied and made her play with me instead. so this girl was teaching me how to play, except she didn't tell me all of the rules/aims cause SHE IS A SNEAKY LITTLE PERSON.&amp;nbsp; she kept doing all these cheeky things it frustrated me, she won 3 times consecutively. i decided that i would no longer be kind to this apparent cute and innocent little girl and i started doing what she did to me ;) and i beat her 2 times lol. call me mean but hey, for those who question why i never play games, THIS IS WHY I AVOID THEM. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 472px; height: 353px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i367.photobucket.com/albums/oo116/gee--whiz/DSC00361.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;the leaning tower of ferroro rochers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TELL ME GUYS, IS IT WORSE EATING A CHEESECAKE WITH A BASE SCATTERED WITH PLASTIC, OR A CARAMEL KISS WHICH IS ALMOST ENTIRELY SURROUNDED BY PAPER? i think the latter. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;what a failed cooking attempt, BUT I STILL HAD AN AWESOME TIME JEANNIE ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>Rant About Ranting</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 12:39:41 GMT</pubDate>
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 &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 225px; height: 331px;&quot; src=&quot;http://shoutpix.com/graphics/complaint-department.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;hate to complain, and sorry for it too. especially when i know i wont be sleeping on an empty stomach, cold dirt floor, exhausted from today's work and anticipating tomorrows. most of all, sorry for being an ungrateful brat, that will probably never be content in her life until she has spent her entire life being miserable, and then finally on my death bed i'll be like- 'hey my life want so bad after all'.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i forgot which bad asian movie i got this from but: 'happiness is like crystal ball, fallen from the sky, it shattered into a million pieces. all your life you might only find one or two pieces, but you will never find them all.' &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;meanwhile. i feel like shit right now. i am contemplating hiring an inflatable friend so i can talk to them, and if i close my eyes i can pretend they are listening. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;
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      <title>i promise to appreciate you more </title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 09:39:27 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>'no, i don't think i want to keep working anymore.' i think that's what my washing machine said to itself, because it suddenly died on us. it wouldn't even turn on.&amp;nbsp; and it's only 3 years old - talk about built-in-obsolescence.&amp;nbsp; HA, i don't believe i'm incorporating d&amp;amp;t work in here. lucky for us, our extended warranty saved us.&amp;nbsp; BUT we were so close to buying a new one cause my sister was not aware of the fact that it was she who held all receipts.&amp;nbsp; but before she came to realise that, we had to suffer a whole week of hand washing our clothes.&amp;nbsp; yes, one whole hour dedicated to washing our clothes each and every night, seeing as how there are so many people in my family.&amp;nbsp; sucks to a big family.&amp;nbsp; dear mr washing machine, i love you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;when i bought more socks today my mum pointed out that i have a whole drawful of socks. but hey, i bought white socks for school.&amp;nbsp; i realised that i needed more white socks after fearnside gave our bio class the talk about him volunteering to ensure of everyone wearing the correct uniform.&amp;nbsp; i remembered my sister telling me that when they introduced the whole 'maximum height of heels for your shoe thing' - teachers actually went round with a ruler, lifting people's pants up to check that it complied with the rules. whaaaaaaaaat the freaaak?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway, the point that i was getting to was that ive realised that i seem to have a &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;slight &lt;/span&gt;obsession for them.&amp;nbsp; i think i have a pair of sock in every colour.&amp;nbsp; my mum reckons that i've got 'feet made of steel' cause i go through them so quickly, and she also reckons that i've got more than i need.&amp;nbsp; but i don't think you can ever have enough socks, you'll just go through your whole stock slower than if you have say 4 pairs :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's a miracle! i blogged again. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;
 
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      <pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 11:09:06 GMT</pubDate>
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    to my sisters friend who said 'if the master chef cant do it, what makes you think you can?' TALK TO OUR CROMQUEMBOUCHE ~ laydahhz&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 460px; height: 612px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd158/cynthiasmojo/IMG_0115.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;yes its not the humungo tower its suppose to be&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;continue the list later, maybe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;might include epic photographs, or maybe i'll do it on facebook&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;       
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