<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 15:11:33 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Lumiere</title><description></description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-7731066124212492726</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 09:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-23T01:58:14.548-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagine if i won a volvo.. wow. i think mel would want to live in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-7731066124212492726?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/11/imagine-if-i-won-volvo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-8254329020764034920</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 15:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T07:36:02.404-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>you're the only brightside.</category><title>Grating my nerves</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) i can't find my skirt for work.&lt;br /&gt;2) i'm very frustrated about time passing so fast.&lt;br /&gt;3) i don't want to go to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;4) i don't want to remove my nail polish for work.&lt;br /&gt;5) facebook is testing me by taking ultra-super-duper long to upload my pictures. its feels like decades.&lt;br /&gt;6) i want my $$$ to come quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-8254329020764034920?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/11/grating-my-nerves.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-237645071116873491</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 13:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T05:43:59.461-08:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>tired</category><title>Re-re-re edited.</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i'm the one who really don't know what to say about you now. you've never changed, you never will and i was strongly mistaken that you did. After all the times you've thought so often about why your friends slowly drifted away from you, you still don't get it. you still don't understand what's wrong with yourself. Sometimes i don't really know why i have to explain so much to you and end up i get your rude attitude right smack in my face. I don't want that after saying "sorry" so many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-237645071116873491?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/11/re-re-re-edited.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-1727235884207493536</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 06:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T22:21:16.001-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found my prom dress, &lt;em&gt;finalment&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-1727235884207493536?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-found-my-prom-dress-finalment.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-2693462984120318843</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 14:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T07:59:32.926-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SvGVzJe7pII/AAAAAAAAA7o/BcQU4m8LyJg/s1600-h/humming+bird+tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400262134145459330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SvGVzJe7pII/AAAAAAAAA7o/BcQU4m8LyJg/s400/humming+bird+tattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I think this is way cool, the artist actually drew on her model with a felt-tip marker, i find it really pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-2693462984120318843?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-this-is-way-cool-artist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SvGVzJe7pII/AAAAAAAAA7o/BcQU4m8LyJg/s72-c/humming+bird+tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-2591974821559857397</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 13:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-31T07:02:47.833-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>devastatingly ********</category><title>Thrown to the sharks (literally)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Start of work made me feel so nervous and apprehensive. Everything was confusing and alien to us -.- Haha. But we slowly got the hang of it. Realize the back job is so much easier than serving. Omg we'll have to dance with the dishes on hand, i'm so dead when it comes to that. :S Really drained when we got off at 11.30 and the cherry on top was when we had to run like a couple of crazies to catch the last train. Brightest part of the night was that afew of the staff looked out for us and helped us out where they could. :) Loved that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-2591974821559857397?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/10/thrown-to-sharks-literally.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-8247890333485170516</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 04:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T21:55:43.382-07:00</atom:updated><title>Blogger's picture quality sucks.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SupxJKsVssI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/bqAeSlhFqL4/s1600-h/250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398251505660048066" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Supui1RlpeI/AAAAAAAAA54/_gWQlKxdJPA/s320/266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Went to bugis yesterday with yingmei to shop (well, in my case, window-shop.) hahaha. The shops at bugis are getting nicer and prettier for girls clothings. Wooo~ Yingmei bought 2 pairs of shoes because 1st pair comes with &lt;strong&gt;11%&lt;/strong&gt; discount, second pair comes with&lt;strong&gt; 22% &lt;/strong&gt;off, guess what the 3rd pair came with? Yeap, thats right, &lt;strong&gt;33&lt;/strong&gt;% offer. hahaha. Its pretty hilarious. The salesgirls were from china and they kept playing with this really loud rubber toy chicken. When you squeeze it there's a really loud annoying 'chicken' sound so they kept doing it in their customers faces T-T Apparently they assumed that this would be the best way to attract buyers. (Y). After that we set off to junction for lunch @ the foodcourt but got held up by two girls wanting to do a health survey that took "Only 5-10 minutes, really! Just alittle while!" but in the end it felt more like an hour, really. After they pulled us along to their office's headquarters, we found out that they were promoting &lt;em&gt;herbal life. &lt;/em&gt;How quaint. I love their weighing machine, though! Found out that i'm under-exercised. :( and my bones aren't heavy enough. Which means i'm gonna have to start drinking more milk. Other than that i'm pretty healthy! ^^ After the gruelling survey whereby yingmei started being brain-dead halfway through and left me answering all &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; questions (lol), we finally got to gulp down food. aaand then we decided to call Libs out. Haha. He made me laugh like mad for the rest of the day -.- I want those shoes at rockstar! o.o Cute stuff. I might buy libs the striped girl tee he wanted, for christmas. Haha! The scarf that comes along with it'll be mine, to use as a headband (Ym's brill idea). The day ended with a frolick smoothie. We like.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-8247890333485170516?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/10/went-to-bugis-yesterday-with-yingmei-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SupxJKsVssI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/bqAeSlhFqL4/s72-c/250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-2637336714972222207</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 14:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T10:05:25.322-07:00</atom:updated><title>Snooze.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Suh5hqmwMhI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/b3qvm6korYs/s1600-h/blonde+hayley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397697772683014674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Suh5hqmwMhI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/b3qvm6korYs/s320/blonde+hayley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hayley looks better with red hair but blonde is pretty cool. Oh-so-boring. Starting work this friday, I DON'T CARE, MUM. Until the 7th, at least. Haha. When the moolah starts rolling in $.$ Going to bugis tomorrow, maybe i'll buy more badges to make up for my lost one. Awww but i loved the "fussypot" badge and its lovely blue colour. :( So sad. I stuffed too many things in my bag and i guessed that made the pin pop. Shucks. :S Lesson learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-2637336714972222207?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/10/snooze.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Suh5hqmwMhI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/b3qvm6korYs/s72-c/blonde+hayley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-3759891980555365503</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 13:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T07:42:24.275-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This few days have been hectic, everyone's looking for jobs, going out, interviews. I don't feel like blogging much anymore :( I don't know why. Everyone's telling me my blog's dead. Well... hahaha. Ooooo i just saw rugby on teevee. Okay random. Is there another word for random? I feel like its being used too much. I borrowed alot of good books today, yay :D Alpha by Lisi Harrison's already on loan (by yours truly). Can't wait to jump in. I realise i need more clothes. That's hardly a surprise, though. Girls will be girls. i want to get high-waisted jeans from River Island, that's the only place i've spotted selling those! If anyone's seen them anywhere else, tell me please. Don't go and buy them yourself only ah. Lol. I've learnt that raspberry soda smells like barf when you spill it on clothes or bags. Its absoloutely disgusting. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I think that when you want something, you've to go all out for it. Don't just sit at home on your butt and expect people to do things for you. Use some sense and take some initiative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-3759891980555365503?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-few-days-have-been-hectic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-1768625925338674206</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 14:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T07:53:54.701-07:00</atom:updated><title>500 days of summer</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Stc1biYw_OI/AAAAAAAAA5A/tH_ItpiURSw/s1600-h/500-days-of-summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392837826002877666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Stc1biYw_OI/AAAAAAAAA5A/tH_ItpiURSw/s320/500-days-of-summer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the twist in the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the way tom smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the soundtrack of the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-1768625925338674206?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/10/500-days-of-summer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Stc1biYw_OI/AAAAAAAAA5A/tH_ItpiURSw/s72-c/500-days-of-summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-4699452819307064284</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 12:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-14T06:16:24.104-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>i want a guitar.</category><title>Looking Up</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am exhausted today. Went out for the walk-in interviews at Mark&amp;amp;Spencers and Robinsons. Hopefully one of them calls but i'm not really into the jobs cause i'll have to work on saturdays :/ Its sad. They have good pay. Oh well. I need to start working soon. Call call call me pleeease. I have to buy so many things, gotto start making a list. Hehe. ^^ The bbq on monday was really fun, hope to have another one with the Olvl seniors! :D Everyone was lazy to play blockcatching/hide-and-seek so we ended up playing truth or dare. Hahaha. Went back to yingmei's place to watch The Orphan and it was so scary o.o Super. I love, even though i wanted to scream at some parts. Actually its more of a movie that frustrates you to the max cuz you just want to kill Esther. But i described it till Peilin wanted to watch it too, so i must be a good movie reviewer. :) Lol. Okay and plus the fact that she likes horror movies. Hunted for jobs pretty late with her on tuesday and it was pretty successful? Despite the time constraint.. and did i mention i love Paramore's new album? I love the songs, they're really really reeeeeally good. Really amazing, as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-4699452819307064284?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/10/looking-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-6997513405996515580</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 18:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-09T11:17:50.658-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>ITS OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. PEACE. Now's the time for the moolah to start rolling in. Ka-ching. *grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-6997513405996515580?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-overrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-9091825271302988667</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 14:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-20T07:30:11.498-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SrY7YfL6pKI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/maoxgidehEU/s1600-h/the+ugly+truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383555696442385570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SrY7YfL6pKI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/maoxgidehEU/s400/the+ugly+truth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; It's a great movie, the absolute bomb i swear. Ridiculously hilarious in a way that's really not PG. Pretty sad at some parts but its an "awww" kinda sad, not a nose-blowing wailing sad. Go watch it, 2 hours can make you want to pee after laughing that much but still really worth it, even on a weekend ticket. :)&lt;/span&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/6973391517103280530-9091825271302988667?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-great-movie-absolute-bomb-i-swear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SrY7YfL6pKI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/maoxgidehEU/s72-c/the+ugly+truth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-7446163274084358730</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 13:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T06:58:23.401-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sq5KhJ2t1yI/AAAAAAAAA4A/TIMXDde_-w0/s1600-h/Kristen+stewart,+black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381320538195875618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sq5KhJ2t1yI/AAAAAAAAA4A/TIMXDde_-w0/s320/Kristen+stewart,+black.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sq5KglQSvJI/AAAAAAAAA34/pope7VGDv04/s1600-h/kristen+stewart+gold+brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381320528371039378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sq5KglQSvJI/AAAAAAAAA34/pope7VGDv04/s320/kristen+stewart+gold+brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sq5KgBsZieI/AAAAAAAAA3w/l2feB5pmzt4/s1600-h/Kirsten+stewart+blonde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381320518825249250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sq5KgBsZieI/AAAAAAAAA3w/l2feB5pmzt4/s320/Kirsten+stewart+blonde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think she's wicked pretty since her days of being the girl in "Panic Room". I still prefer her being  brunette too, blonde looks to bimbo-ish on her! I have nothing to post about and i saw her pictures on msn at the Mtv awards so that explains my sudden burst of kriten stewart photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-7446163274084358730?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-shes-wicked-pretty-since-her.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sq5KhJ2t1yI/AAAAAAAAA4A/TIMXDde_-w0/s72-c/Kristen+stewart,+black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-5838528656142677724</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 13:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T06:55:49.579-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sqz4y0UOWzI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fe41r2N1VqY/s1600-h/fine+way+to+lose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380949206721518386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sqz4y0UOWzI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fe41r2N1VqY/s400/fine+way+to+lose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, i told someone- i hope, i really hope so. I guess she thinks it isn't enough to hope. So she said, "If you want it, it will happen." I love that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-5838528656142677724?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-i-told-someone-i-hope-i-really.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sqz4y0UOWzI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/fe41r2N1VqY/s72-c/fine+way+to+lose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-2003287254556852997</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 05:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-05T23:01:31.604-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SqNOX3xk0HI/AAAAAAAAA3A/xQpcK6qx2Lw/s1600-h/SINKING+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378228552026345586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SqNOX3xk0HI/AAAAAAAAA3A/xQpcK6qx2Lw/s400/SINKING+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SqNOXMfrkVI/AAAAAAAAA24/hB7myBiDGa8/s1600-h/SINKING+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378228540408566098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SqNOXMfrkVI/AAAAAAAAA24/hB7myBiDGa8/s400/SINKING+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my leather biker jacket. Its cool, i mean come on- as a late late reaaaally late birthday present, it really is pretty awesome. A big THANKYOU to CHEN CHOW CHIN! and he gave me my present on his birthday, how ironic, hahaha. I'll get him his soon though because i'm not mean enough to wait till next year ^^ Tomorrow's Nlvls and i feel like barfing whenever i think of it, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-2003287254556852997?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-my-leather-biker-jacket.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SqNOX3xk0HI/AAAAAAAAA3A/xQpcK6qx2Lw/s72-c/SINKING+109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-608305433545066345</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 13:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-20T08:09:36.726-07:00</atom:updated><title>Fish.</title><description>Quick note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: I'm going to prom.&lt;br /&gt;2: I think my prelim result's going to be as bad as the rice i ate last night.&lt;br /&gt;3: I need the black espirit-cropped-cotton-biker-hoodie/jacket. Badly.&lt;br /&gt;4: I am thoroughly weirded out by that kid.&lt;br /&gt;5: I want to stare at mesmerizing eyes more often.&lt;br /&gt;6: I think i have something stuck up my arse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-608305433545066345?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/08/fish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-952761932081437203</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 05:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-09T22:50:27.909-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's decided. So now all i have to do.. is work. Work hard or regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-952761932081437203?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-decided.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-5938134724597669373</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 13:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-04T06:34:51.538-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Grey slingbacks</category><title>Taking off</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sng3YsW787I/AAAAAAAAA2A/sOpNEFkFCW0/s1600-h/Killer+heels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366099853375697842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sng3YsW787I/AAAAAAAAA2A/sOpNEFkFCW0/s400/Killer+heels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like her heels! Reminded me of the major uproar going on about Prom. I find that saying "Grad night" is so much more boring. Haha. So now alot're skipping out. Almost half my class went up to ask for their refund after we discussed the pros&amp;amp;cons of attending prom during hpp lesson. Like wow. *wriggles eyebrows*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-5938134724597669373?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/08/taking-off.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sng3YsW787I/AAAAAAAAA2A/sOpNEFkFCW0/s72-c/Killer+heels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-5486463742743490691</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 11:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-03T05:50:21.466-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-After watching "Please don't stop the rain", i find James morrison rather good-looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-I want to pass my math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-In want of a Paramore band tee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Craving for Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's, i need my cookie dough/Strawberry cheesecake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-5486463742743490691?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-watching-please-dont-stop-rain-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-5579389084691533457</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 12:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-27T05:53:40.647-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sm2jGgbAtvI/AAAAAAAAA1g/UFiwNaWzfL0/s1600-h/freedom+lives.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363122063445898994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sm2jGgbAtvI/AAAAAAAAA1g/UFiwNaWzfL0/s320/freedom+lives.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its the darkest kind of light when i see you now, your happiness shines but i feel hollow because i lost what i had the chance to have. So i have to keep telling myself; its gonna be alright, its gonna be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-5579389084691533457?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-darkest-kind-of-light-when-i-see.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/Sm2jGgbAtvI/AAAAAAAAA1g/UFiwNaWzfL0/s72-c/freedom+lives.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-7078619042418350744</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-26T07:12:57.233-07:00</atom:updated><title>Diversed</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So bored. Random thought: I want to go somewhere, somewhere vastly different, a huge breath of fresh air, where i don't know anyone and the place's a mystery. Paramore's Crushcrushcrush MV came on on Mtv and i love it i think hayley looks gorgeous in there. Weekends're starting to feel like only a couple of hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-7078619042418350744?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/07/diversed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-7128874225322229805</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 09:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-23T02:44:40.551-07:00</atom:updated><title>In your little pit of despair</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SmgvO3Ai-XI/AAAAAAAAA0w/C8NnnLdZoLs/s1600-h/Alternative+way+of+walking+the+stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361587288715491698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SmgvO3Ai-XI/AAAAAAAAA0w/C8NnnLdZoLs/s320/Alternative+way+of+walking+the+stairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't you know that one day.. you will lose everything? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-7128874225322229805?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-your-little-pit-of-despair.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y6WrpgHxox4/SmgvO3Ai-XI/AAAAAAAAA0w/C8NnnLdZoLs/s72-c/Alternative+way+of+walking+the+stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-4018917925496157078</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 12:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-22T06:00:55.434-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>clear cut</category><title>Knowing me, knowing you.</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-4018917925496157078?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/07/knowing-me-knowing-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973391517103280530.post-6061759010903691826</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 10:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-17T03:22:58.258-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>i was better</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>i knew i was right</category><title>Tit for tat</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What friday usually means for me: Haha going out, somewhere, yay! Today it just meant: Stay home and rest till your rot. Which sucked quite abit, eh. I hate staying home the entire effing day, its so boring because what i have for entertainment is technology and i'm in those kinda funk where you don't really feel like doing anything &lt;em&gt;at home&lt;/em&gt;, you want to go out. Not stay home to play with the dust. Then something slightly cheerful comes along: Mum asked me to book tickets for The Half-blood prince and hey whatdoyouknow, they're sold out -.- At 4.20 i checked for the 7pm show and there's only one row left, the first row. And duh who'd want to strain your neck in a great movie like this? It'll just end up being a not-so-great-movie cuz of the seats. aaand so the day just went down the drain like this which annoys the crap outta me. Ending on a sour note. B-bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6973391517103280530-6061759010903691826?l=the-mannequins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-mannequins.blogspot.com/2009/07/tit-for-tat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Claire)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>